The station has arrived.

The door opened, and many passengers carrying luggage and backpacks began to get out of the car.

Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian were also standing in the crowd of people getting off the car. The girl had candy in her mouth, and the candy pieces were rolling back and forth on both sides of her mouth. She couldn't even eat the candy.

Until Song Jiamu held her hand again like he did just now.

Yun Shuqian's big eyes outside the mask were obviously widened a bit, his pupils were a little flustered, and the candy in his mouth settled down, and the bulge on his right cheek stopped moving.

There was no struggle or coyness, she just let him hold her hand.

The palms of his right hand and her left hand were pressed together.

That feeling of being whole.

Yun Shuqian was held by him obediently, and she could put her whole heart and soul into the hands held by each other. She didn't have to look at the exit line of the subway station, and she didn't have to worry about how far it was to walk from here to the exit.

Compared to the short few dozen seconds when we got on the subway, the holding hands lasted for five or six minutes this time. Yun Shuqian was too focused on holding each other's hands, and Yun Shuqian had a shameful physiological reaction.

Of course this is different from boys.

Girls will only become softer.

During this whole process, Yun Shuqian felt that electric current was constantly passing through his body, from his palms to the apex of his heart, his heartbeat was beating like a deer, and the whole world became quiet.

So grounded! So warm!

It was slightly cool in the morning, and she was actually a little cold in her skirt, but now her little hands were as warm as a small heater, her head was dazed, and her little face under the mask was all red.

It's like a rabbit caught by a hunter. It's so soft and waxy that you don't know how to take your hands back.

When she saw the blue sky again, she came to her senses and realized that she had left the station.

"hand……"

Yun Shuqian could no longer say anything harsh.

"Oh, I was just worried that you would lose it."

Song Jiamu let go of her hand in time, looking natural. In fact, he was not calm at all. He had just taken the wrong exit. Fortunately, Yun Shuqian was confused and didn't notice that he had taken the wrong exit.

If you hold me any longer, I will really lose you!

The girl glared at him angrily and quickly retracted her hand. Seeing that he didn't mean it, she stopped pursuing it.

Damn it, it must be because she is hand controlled, so she is willing to let him hold her! The thought of his beautiful hand holding her makes her heart beat like a deer.

"Are you okay? Your face looks a little red?"

"...the mask is stuffy."

"Pull it down for some air?"

"No, do you have any common sense about epidemic prevention, pig!"

Masks are really a good thing.

You can hide your face in the mask as much as you want and enjoy the longing ambiguity raging in your heart.

This has just begun, and she has already been held by him twice. If this happens in five days, won't her hand be held by him until it's all gone?

In short, Yun Shuqian decided not to lead him again next time.

The candy in her mouth playfully rolled around on the tip of her tongue again. After leaving her right cheek, that area was actually a little sweetened by the sugar. Even though the sugar was gone, it was still sweet for a long time.

Like the hand held by Song Jiamu, it has been warm until now.

…

Sunan Station is very magnificent and its design style is unique.

From a distance, the shape looks like a huge inverted 'I' character. Added with the decorative lines of classical architectural features, the whole station looks elegant and eye-catching. There are two large squares in the north and south, and a moat.

, opposite is the ancient city of Sunan.

In front of the three big characters of Sunan Station, Yun Shuqian took out her mobile phone and took a photo with Song Jiamu.

"It makes it seem like we are traveling here from other places." Song Jiamu said with a smile.

"We should take a souvenir before setting off. This is the beginning record of the club's activities!" Yun Shuqian happily saved the photo of the two of them.

She recently spent a lot of time to find all the photos the two of them had taken together since childhood and stored them separately.

I don’t know what I’m saving them for. Maybe I want to save them for a future wedding? Just like the wedding she attended to her cousin and cousin-in-law, it would be super romantic to post these memories one by one.

Bah, what am I thinking? How could I think that??

The two of them had enough time to prepare and experience every detail of traveling with each other.

"Let's go, let's go in."

Song Jiamu stretched out his hand towards her, wanting to hold her, but then she slapped the back of his hand.

"Don't always try to take advantage of me. If your wife asks you if you have held the hand of another girl in the future, what will you say?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I just held your hand."

"That's good. Although we are not the best in the world, we have grown up together. It's okay to hold hands. Your wife probably won't blame you, but if you hold hands with other girls, she will definitely

It’s inevitable to clean up yours.”

"You know my wife well?"

"...Girls are like this. I'm doing it for your own good."

"Yes, yes, she talks like my mother."

The two of them were chatting while entering the station. Song Jiamu was carrying two bags, and she was chirping like a little bird beside him.

In fact, Yun Shuqian is a girl who talks a lot. She has been like this since she was a child. As the relationship between the two gradually became closer, she also began to chatter. When it is not harmful to others, her voice is still very nice.

Yun Shuqian can speak Suzhou dialect, which is also called Wu Nong's soft language. It is soft, beautiful, soft and mellow, which is part of her accent.

Entering the station is more troublesome than before. You need to wear a mask, have your temperature taken, have your health code itinerary checked, and provide a nucleic acid test report.

The two of them bought their tickets online. There are no paper tickets available now, so they can just swipe their ID cards.

"I want paper tickets..." The little girl pursed her lips.

"Why are you here?" Song Jiamu was curious.

"Collect it."

"You still have this habit."

"I think it's quite meaningful."

"Go to the window and ask."

Song Jiamu went to the window with her and finally got two paper tickets with their own names.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As soon as the ticket was received, Yun Shuqian's big eyes narrowed happily, and he happily put his ticket away, and looked at Song Jiamu's greedily.

She didn't say she wanted it, she just watched.

Song Jiamu was so upset by her sight that he had to take the initiative to ask: "How about I give this to you?"

"OK."

She took it and put it in the compartment of her small wallet along with her ticket.

…

The train is coming.

There weren't many people there now, so Song Jiamu wanted to pretend to be casual and reach out to hold her, but she slid away.

The environment of the high-speed rail is much cleaner and tidier than that of the train. The seats are all facing forward. She walked in front, and Song Jiamu followed behind her with two bags on his back. She looked for her seat.

"here!"

"You can sit inside."

When booking the ticket, she bought a seat for two people. After finding the seat, she sat on the seat by the window. Song Jiamu stood in the aisle, took off the backpack and put it on the luggage rack.

It was a two-seater. After Song Jiamu sat down, she was surrounded inside. There were no strangers and she felt very comfortable and comfortable.

Song Jiamu also lowered the middle armrest and squeezed in her direction. Their arms were touching. She was soft, warm and very comfortable.

Having rarely taken the high-speed train, Yun Shuqian seemed very curious and was studying how to make that small table.

"Song Jiamu, look at how to do this." The girl made a stupid sound.

"This buckle is for rotating, right? You can't use it for picking." Song Jiamu demonstrated.

After the small table was put down, she took out her mobile phone and placed it on the table. She clicked on the map software and the small cursor was the current location.

Soon, the train started and the small cursor moved slowly.

Song Jiamu looked out the window. The scenery receded little by little. The acceleration process was very smooth. Until he passed through the city, his field of vision suddenly became wider. When his eyes were on the distant mountains, forests and sky, he felt that the speed of the car was even faster.

It seems to be slowing down.

On the speed display, it was already 280 kilometers per hour.
To be continued...