Chapter 37： Thirty-seventh (1/2)
The high-speed rail station is crowded with people, and people are coming and going. +++ Duan Shutong from Catino Novel Network www.novelhall.com holding a mobile phone and sitting in a chair meditating.
No matter how slow he is, he knows that Xi Duan's behavior is very delicate.
President Xitang, what is it that has become so bad?
After a moment of contemplation, Duan Shutong couldn't help asking: "Have you ever taken the high-speed rail?"
Another person sat down next to him, his waist was round and he occupied the place outside the seat. Xi Duan quietly moved to Duan Shutong and replied: "No."
Duan Shutong: "... Will follow me soon."
Although I have great confidence in Xi Duan's IQ, I still subconsciously worry about his loss, what a strange old father's mentality!
Duan Shutong vomited himself in his heart, listening to Xi Duan's obedient response: "Okay."
He asked again: "Which car and which seat?"
Xi Duan pulled out his phone and looked at the message, "6 cars 6c."
Duan Shutong was stunned, what a coincidence? He is also the No. 6 car, but the seats are not together.
At this time the radio sounded and the ticket gate opened.
Duan Shutong had just towed up the suitcase, and the suitcase rod fell into the palm of the man. Xi always said with a touch of air: "Queue together."
In view of the fact that many passengers like to queue up before the ticket is checked, when the two passed, the team had already drawn the elders, and the two came to the end of the team to reverse the direction.
After lining up, Duan Shutong reminded: "The ID card is ready."
Xi Duan nodded obediently, pulled out his ID card awkwardly and held it in his hand. The first time to sit in the high-speed rail line, business unskilled can be justified.
At least Duan Shutong thought it was cute.
After ticket checking and waiting for the bus, the two finally got on the high-speed rail, Duan Shutong seated at 17f, the two were a bit far away.
Xi Duan helped him put the suitcase up and stood still beside the seat.
Duan Shutong: "... Aren't you going to sit down?"
Xi Duan bowed his head and looked down at him, resting his hand on the seat back. "Wait." Cen Ning told him that he could change seats with others. He wanted to see if he could change it.
Duan Shutong is not a fool, it's so obvious, he can't guess what Xi Duan is going to do.
As it happened, a beautiful and lovely girl pushed the bulky suitcase, followed the seat number, and saw Duan Shutong sitting here and Duan Shutong sitting on the seat, her big eyes were full of confusion ... and shocked (yan yan).
She froze and didn't speak, and Xi Duan didn't have time to speak because she was talking about changing seats for the first time.
But Duan Shutong got up and said with a smile: "Beauty, I'm sorry, he and I are friends, but the seats are not bought together, can you change it with you?"
The girl suddenly felt embarrassed, and quickly waved her hand, "I understand, I understand!" Then she dragged the box and left.
After a few steps, he turned around and smiled awkwardly, "Which seat is he?"
Duan Shutong led her past, and then put her heavy suitcase up, and carefully asked her where to stop, and learned that it was also Yan City, and was relieved.
There is no need to change people frequently.
"Thank you." The youth's sincere smile made the girls blush.
"It's okay, thank you for helping me put the box."
After returning to his seat, Duan Shutong looked at Xi Duan's expression of self-blame, and he couldn't help but pat his shoulder and said, "Sit down."
After all, the size and value are too high, too eye-catching.
Xi Duan sat down obediently, but his legs were too long, and the back of the passenger seat in the front seat was a little low. He could only sit leaning out, which seemed quite stiff.
"How does it feel to sit on the high-speed rail?" Duan Shutong asked his embarrassment in his eyes.
Xi Duan turned his head to look at him. There was a warm light in his eyes and a light smile on his lips. "Very good."
"Where is it good?"
"all good."
The train started accelerating and galloped in the direction of Yanshi. Duan Shutong stopped talking and turned to look at the scenery outside the window.
In the carriage, there are chatting sounds, watching video sounds, making phone calls, and children ignorant of soft whispers, everything is lively.
Duan Shutong closed his eyes, slowly showing all the pictures about Xi Duan, frame by frame, clearly and deeply printed in his mind.
In the past, he was blindfolded by the inherent impression, only thinking that Xi Duan had no affection for Pei Ruowei. Now it is like seeing the clouds and seeing the truth.
As if filled with a bowl of sweet syrup, only filled with joy.
He opened his eyes and sent a message on his mobile phone: Will he still take the high-speed train on his return trip?
Hearing the prompt, Xi Duan turned on his phone and stared at the message for a few seconds. Thinking about the young man's intention, the flight attendant pushed over the snack drink cart. Xi Duan's leg just blocked the cart's path.
"Sir, can you make it?"
Xi Duan retracted his legs, but the chair space was too small. He had to lean to Duan Shutong's side. Naturally, his knees were on his knees.
The heat secretly grows through the thin clothing.
After a while, Duan Shutong lowered his head and said: "She passed."
"Uh." The man moved his leg back to the aisle.
The air was so sticky that it pressed the human heart to thump, and even breathing became difficult.
Xi Duan's fingertips unconsciously rubbed on the armrests, and he didn't think of it until he felt calm.
But what does that youth mean? What should he answer? If the answer is not good, will the youth be angry?
The more you care, the more ideas you have.
Xi Duan even went online to search for related topics such as "whoever likes to ask me if I still take the high-speed train on my return trip?"
No matter how savvy (strong qiang) people are, if they fall into love, they will be like Maotou, and they will go up and down.
He pursed his lips, made up his mind, and replied: Sit.