"Help me take it down," Liu Liang carried the bag and went downstairs. The woman hugged the child tightly and did not dare to walk too fast. There were too many people. She was afraid of being squeezed or hurting the child.
Liu Liang helped the woman lift the luggage to the seat, and then stuffed it directly under the chair so that it would be easier to get some when she stood.
After finishing all this work, she took the ticket and found her seat. Because this was the starting station, there were not many people in the sleeper berth. Of course, Liu Liang was satisfied that no one had occupied her berth. She used to sit in it. On the train, someone occupied the lower berth. The child was too young and the old man couldn't climb to the upper berth. All kinds of moral kidnappings.
To be honest, she doesn't like this kind of moral kidnapping at all. Everyone has spent money, and she is also very tired. She also has to take dozens of hours of train rides. Maybe she is also sick. Why did she grab the ticket for so long? , but in the end it has to be given to others.
But now, it can be seen that the quilt cover and sheets on the bunk are newly replaced, and they are also spread very smoothly.
Liu Liang took her schoolbag and took out a small sheet. In fact, she took it out of the ring through her schoolbag.
After laying out the sheets, she sat down, took out a few papers, sat on the small table and started writing.
There were more and more people on the train, and the seats opposite Liu Liang were already full. Among them, the middle berth on her side was a mother and daughter. They should be sleeping in bunk beds. The two of them saw the sheets Liu Liang had laid out. , I didn¡¯t even sit down when I arrived. As soon as I put down my luggage, I didn¡¯t know where I went.
As for the person opposite her, he never came. Just when Liu Liang thought there would be no one opposite, a middle-aged man came over and sat directly on the lower bunk, his eyes glancing back and forth from time to time.
Liu Liang put down her pen, and when she looked up, she saw the man's eyes resting on her, with something unpleasant in his eyes.
Liu Liang shook his hand bones on the table, looked at them again, and kicked him off the train after a while.
"The little girl is still a student, right?"
The man smiled, which was vulgar and ugly.
"College student, right?"
Seeing that Liu Liang didn¡¯t answer, the man asked again without giving up, ¡°Do you want to find a job? I have some good jobs here.¡±
Liu Liang still doesn¡¯t want to deal with them. The more you deal with some people, the more you will push them. But with some people, the more you ignore them, the more frustrated you will become.
??It¡¯s just that Liu Liang doesn¡¯t understand that such an ugly girl like herself can still fall into the eyes of others?
The old man in her family has been an ugly girl since the first time he saw her. The girl screamed that she was ugly, saying that her beautiful and beautiful disciple was gone, so he replaced her with an ugly girl like her.
Over time, she always thought that she was ugly.
And it seemed like she hadn¡¯t looked in the mirror for a long time.
She is fifteen or sixteen years old, in the prime of youth, and she is also young. Coupled with a delicate face, she may not be described as beautiful, but she definitely cannot be described as ugly, and she may be the most attractive person. What you pay attention to is not her appearance, but what is hidden in the form. This is the result of three lives of experience. It is a charm and a quality.
There is a hint of thorn in the gentleness, but there is also a hint of warmth in the coldness.
It looks like ice, but there is always Chuyang seeping into it.
A very contradictory, yet extremely harmonious young girl.
And a young person is better than any cosmetics and skin care products. Moreover, as a single girl, her attraction to some unscrupulous people is not that great.
"Little sister, what are you writing? Let me read it." The man said, and his hand was about to grab Liu Liang. The pen in Liu Liang's hand turned, and when the tip of the pen was about to pierce the paw, a I don't know where the hand came from, but it fell from the sky and accurately grabbed the man's wrist.
¡°Let it go, let it go!¡±
The man almost screamed in pain, but when he thought about the car full of people, he could only swallow his screams.
"What do you want to do? Let go!"
"Let go, okay." A clean voice came with a smile, and then a sound of wind came, which seemed to be the silk wind brought by the corners of the clothes. It had the freshness of the leaves after the rain, but also had the astringent smell of earth.
Liu Liang turned the pen tip back again, and then she raised her face and met a pair of smiling eyes. These eyes were very beautiful and of course very clear, especially when she smiled, they looked like the moon.
The man nodded to Liu Liang, then kicked his luggage and stuffed it under the lower bunk bed.
"What are you doing, this is my bunk?"
"your?"
The man looked the wretched man up and down for a long time, "You said it's your shop, but where are your tickets?"
"Why should I give you my vote?"
The wretched man's eyes averted for a moment, and he put his hand on his pocket, as if he was afraid that someone would steal the ticket.
"I'll go find the conductor and come over."
The other man spoke in a low voice. Liu Liang's heart jumped suddenly and she clenched the pen in her hand.
This voice
Is it him?
She suddenly raised her face, but she only had time to see a piece of clothes, and then she was blocked by people in the train.
Soon after, the train conductor came over. When the wretched man saw the man in uniform, he lowered his head in an instant.
There was a man in black standing next to the captain's car. Because he was blocked by the bunk, Liu Liang couldn't see his appearance clearly. He just knew that this man must be very tall, probably over 1.8 meters. His height The head is beyond the upper berth of the train.
At this time, what did the man in black say to the conductor?
After hearing this, the leader's face was not very good-looking, and the wretched man's head lowered even more.
After the train leader took the wretched man away, the man in black came out.
He seems to be a little wronged by such a big space for someone with long arms and legs.
He stretched out his hand, picked up all the luggage on the bed, and placed it on the shelf on the side easily. The light outside reflected on half of his face. His eyelashes were very long, and he had an angular jaw. bone.
Not delicate, but good-looking, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, thin lips, but sharp eyes. You can see from the clothes that she looks thin, but not weak, and her wrists are exposed. She is very strong. .
"Are you scared?"
The man who loved to laugh couldn¡¯t help but comfort Liu Liang when he saw her staring at the two of them.
"It's okay. Most of the people in this world are good people. You just encountered bad ones. Be careful in the future and remember not to talk to others randomly."
"Thank you," Liu Liang grasped the pen in her hand tightly. The pen in her palm looked like it had been soaked in water and was a little damp.
She just wanted to hear the voice of the man in black again.
I want to know, is it him?
Although people's voices will change, no matter how they change, their own voices will never change unless they encounter some irreversible things. But for most people, their voices are just like their appearance. The essence is It won't change. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com