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.
At this speed, it only takes an hour and a half to reach Suzhou and Hangzhou. It took them more than half an hour to get here by subway.
Yun Shuqian also looked out the window. She was holding the kettle she had brought with her. The water was still warm and had jasmine petals soaked in it.
When there is a background outside the window, Song Jiamu's reflection will appear on the window. He tilts his head and looks out the window. The moment the reflection appears, the two people's eyes are looking at each other on the window.
Eye to eye.
Yun Shuqian turned around with a guilty conscience, opened the kettle and drank some water.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Song Jiamu still looking at her, so she turned back and said, "Why do you keep looking at me?"
"I'm looking at the scenery."
"Didn't you look at me?"
"You are also part of the scenery."
"Hey, you can't coax me with this."
Yun Shuqian looked at the position of the cursor on his phone and said, "We are now more than 70 kilometers away from home!"
"So fast?"
Hearing her talk about the distance, Song Jiamu had the feeling that the further away from home, the closer he would be to her.
Yun Shuqian also felt like this. As the surrounding scenery became more and more unfamiliar, she felt that she was getting closer and closer to Song Jiamu.
After changing the environment, without those messy distractions, the emotions that were once difficult to sort out became clearer. It felt like as long as Song Jiamu was around, she was traveling with the entire Sunan on her back. No matter where she went, she
Everyone has a sense of belonging.
Yun Shuqian is actually quite a homebody, otherwise she wouldn't have taken the ID of homebody. Except for her parents taking her out to play, she has never traveled far away with others. When she follows her parents, she will have that sense of belonging, but
I didn't expect that I would feel this way when I was with Song Jiamu.
It is very reassuring and practical, and you can relax and concentrate on playing.
"Song Jiamu."
"Um?"
"Do you want some water?"
"OK."
Song Jiamu took the kettle from her, and this was the first time she took the initiative to give him her own water.
Of course, if he dared to drink from her mouth, he would definitely be beaten by her.
Song Jiamu took two sips from the air, and also drank a piece of jasmine. He took the jasmine flower out of his mouth with his fingers: "Do you want to put this back in to soak?"
"Oh, you're so disgusting!"
"Then I'll eat it."
"You can eat everything."
"It's okay, a bit old."
Song Jiamu chewed it twice and swallowed the jasmine flower.
"Where is the farthest place you have ever been?" she asked.
"During the National Day the year before last, I went to Yanjing to watch the flag-raising, and then climbed the Great Wall. There were too many people."
Song Jiamu said and asked: "What about you?"
"Well, I've been to Tokyo. I went there during the summer vacation after I graduated from junior high school. My parents went on a business trip, and they took me with them to watch the fireworks display at the end of July. The fireworks were beautiful!"
"So you went to Tokyo that summer vacation? No wonder I said I hadn't seen you for more than half a month. I thought you had moved."
That period was the freezing point of the relationship between Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian. The two of them hardly spoke when they met. During that summer vacation, Song Jiamu played games at home every day. Occasionally, he would look at the door opposite in a daze, not knowing that she had passed the exam.
Which high school did she go to? He didn't know where she was now. He didn't send a message to ask her, and she didn't send any space updates. Song Jiamu once thought that she was going to move. At that time, he couldn't express what he felt in his heart.
I thought this would be the end of my relationship with her.
I don’t know when she left or when she came back. Maybe God felt that their fate was not over, so at noon one day during that summer vacation, Song Jiamu opened the door and met her.
It's hard to describe how he felt when he saw her. He actually felt like she had been lost and found again.
I couldn't say anything, I just said "good morning" to her. It was already noon.
After saying that, he closed the door again. For a moment, he couldn't remember what he wanted to do when he opened the door, but he still clearly remembered that he was very happy that day.
After arriving in high school, the two were in the same class again, and the relationship between them had also eased. At least they would no longer talk to each other when they met, but it was not much better. Bickering and the like were commonplace.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! In short, in the past fifteen years of knowing her, it seems that I have completed all the journeys I should take in this life, including the 'hot love' in childhood and the 'cold war' in youth.
Now, the two sides have reunited the lines that were divided at both ends.
The fragments of memories were pieced together into her current appearance, gradually becoming clear before her eyes.
Yun Shuqian was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "Are you a pig? I'm going to move somewhere fine. You told me 'good morning' that day. I thought you were fooled by playing games. Did you just wake up?"
"No." To this day, Song Jiamu has not remembered what he was going to do when he opened the door that day.
"Oh, it turns out you still remember, and you even knew that I was gone for more than half a month?"
"Don't you remember that I said 'morning' that day?"
"I-I just think it's funny!"
"Is it funny? Is it funny?" Song Jiamu stretched out his hand to tickle her flesh.
Yun Shuqian suppressed her laughter and twisted around, patting him.
Song Jiamu took back his hand, and Yun Shuqian, who was unreasonable and unforgiving, took the opportunity to come over and tickle his flesh again.
Unfortunately, he grabbed her little hand before even scratching it twice. He grabbed both of her little hands. His palms were so hot that she started to feel like a deer again.
"Don't make trouble, you will disturb others later."
"Then why don't you let me go."
"You are not allowed to retaliate."
"snort……"
Only then did Song Jiamu let go of her, and then she stepped on him.
"Then do you still have photos on your phone? Photos of you going to Tokyo to watch the fireworks display."
"Yes, I'm locked in space."
Yun Shuqian picked up the phone and opened QQ space. Song Jiamu looked at the date of the photo album. Sure enough, it was taken when she was away that year. However, her photo album was private and no one could see it, so he also
Don't know where she went.
As if a dust-laden secret had been revealed, Yun Shuqian first turned her phone aside and refused to show him those club gossips, and didn't show it to him until she opened the photo album.
There were many photos of her in a small skirt, with her parents, eating Japanese food together, and the grand fireworks at the fireworks display. Seeing her appearance four or five years ago, Song Jiamu still felt nostalgic.
"Yun Shuqian, you used to be so ugly."
"..."
"...I mean what you are doing now."
This late sharing made Yun Shuqian open up her chatterbox, leaning head to head with him and sharing her mood when taking each photo.
After holding back for so many years, I finally shared these photos with the people who wanted to share them. Yun Shuqian was in a great mood.
She exited the space and looked at the map.
"We are already more than 140 kilometers away from home! Song Jiamu, is this the furthest place we have ever been together?"