Chapter 689 Extra Story 1: Love Cannot Be Eaten [-]
Sitting on the train from Shanghai back to Qinan, Lin Ya let out a heavy breath, the new year is coming soon, everyone has a lot of luggage, and they are wearing thick clothes, so they almost didn't squeeze in.

After training, I can finally go home.

It was only after seeing the outside world that she knew what it meant to be "there are people beyond the mountain, and there are people beyond the sky". Thinking of the pitiful thoughts she had in the past, she felt that she was too ridiculous.

The ticket is for the night, sleep overnight and arrive early the next morning. Mengyao asks a friend to buy her a sleeping ticket for the lower berth. Fortunately, it is the lower berth. When she got on the train, she saw that the middle berth and the upper berth were crowded. Can't sleep.

Lin Ya stuffed her luggage under the seat and stuffed her wallet into the inner pocket of the padded jacket before she dared to sit on the bed with peace of mind. The New Year's Eve is not smooth anywhere, so it's better to be careful.

When she was about to go home, Lin Ya also thought of that man. When her aunt asked her to come to study, she didn't want to come. In fact, she couldn't bear Xu An. She could always think of herself sitting on the back of his bicycle with the wind blowing by her side.
But when she saw the photo.
"Hi, I'm on the upper bunk, can you let me put my luggage?" A tall and strong man wearing a military cap and military coat stood in front of him carrying a huge camouflage luggage bag.

Lin Ya hurriedly stood up, and when she stood up, she realized that this man was so tall, and she had only reached his chin.

"Thank you."

The man's voice was very low, and then he squatted down slowly. He wanted to stuff his luggage under the lower bunk.

He squatted very slowly, his expression was serious, as if he was in pain, and he was so close that Lin Ya could still smell the anti-inflammatory powder and Yunnan Baiyao on his body.

"You're hurt, right? I'll help you."

Lin Ya then squatted down, took the bag from the man's hand, and quickly stuffed it under the bed.

"Thank you." The man said again.

"You're welcome." Lin Ya glanced at the man when she said that. His facial features are very deep, and his face is very three-dimensional, so she dared to glance at him. She would feel embarrassed if there were too many.

The man grabbed the handrail and climbed to the upper bunk in two steps. Probably his movements were too big and he hurt his body, and he even "hissed" a bit.

All the people on the sleeping berths in the carriage came, and everyone brought a lot of luggage, and the small carriage was suddenly packed to the brim.Because it was driving at night, everyone came up and packed up, and it was quiet. After putting away their luggage, they all went to their beds and lay down quietly. If they fell asleep and couldn't sleep, it was more comfortable than sitting on a hard seat all night.

The last one who came was an old man. He brought two five or six-year-old children to squeeze into the middle bunk where Lin Ya was, and the three of them couldn't squeeze in at all.

The uncle entrusted the two children into the middle bunk, and he himself stood in front of Lin Ya, and if he didn't leave, he glanced at Lin Ya from time to time.

Lin Ya was very depressed. She lay on the bed and turned her head inward, pretending she couldn't see. What do you mean, I can't stay here and buy two tickets. Besides, I can sit in the carriage, what do you think I'm doing?I am a woman, how can I let you sit on my bunk?
But it doesn't stop while lying down.

The two children in the middle berth may feel that living in a carriage with sleeper berths is new. They are either rolling or playing around on the bed. If they can stand up, they may be able to jump up.

Ding ding bang bang, the dust and powder on the bed board fell down, Lin Ya felt that it was torture to lie down with her eyes closed.

"Hey, sir, let your children calm down." Someone on the middle bunk opposite said, "Everyone has to sleep."

"You two stop arguing and go to sleep!" The uncle said to his two children indifferently, and then the uncle pushed Linya again.

Lin Ya was suddenly pushed out with her back, she was startled, and sat up quickly, because of fear, her voice was a little high-pitched, "What are you doing!"

"You see you are so thin, you can't occupy a small bed alone. I'll sit on your bed for a while."

The uncle said that he was about to sit on Lin Ya's bed.

Lin Ya's hairs stood on end, and she looked at him resolutely and vigilantly, "No! Don't sit down, or I'll call the flight attendant."

The uncle scolded Lin Ya with flickering eyes, "Why don't you have any sympathy at all? I'm already old, so what if I sit down for a while? Or you can change beds with us."

Lin Ya was very angry, "I won't change."

If he could have told her clearly that he wanted to change the bed at the beginning, maybe she would have changed it, but the old man pushed her when he came up.

"How did your parents teach you, you don't know how to respect the old and love the young? I am an old man with two children, and you are a young man. What's wrong with changing our beds?"

Lin Ya blushed, "I won't change it, you can change it with someone else."

"Little girl, you have such a bad heart, whoever marries you will be unlucky!"

"Why are you talking like that!" Lin Ya said angrily.

"It's the old man, you are too much, there is no such thing as you." The person who spoke before said righteously.

"It doesn't matter to you," the uncle said back, "I won't change it with you."

He couldn't change it even if he wanted to, because the eldest brother was also in the middle shop.

"It's too much." The man's deep voice suddenly came from the upper bunk, and then he quickly climbed down, stood firmly on the ground and said to Lin Ya, "You go to the upper bunk."

 Haha, it's updated, okay, I'll update it tomorrow morning, good night
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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