The subway was moving very fast, the carriage was crowded with people, and the cold wind was blowing. Cheng Lan had to hold on to his white sweatshirt with both hands, as if hugging his waist.
Fu Xiupei still grasped the upper horizontal bar with both hands, his heart beat a little faster, and his eyes were a little panicked. He looked left and right, up and down, but he didn't dare to look down at her.
He hesitated and asked: "You, you... you are still going... to be a volunteer tomorrow?"
"There will be no activities tomorrow."
"oh."
"If so, will you still participate?"
"Um."
"Then there will be heavy bleeding again."
"I told you it's nothing."
The two of them had a very awkward conversation, asking and answering questions.
Another station arrived, and the wretched man got off. There were not many people coming up this station, and the carriage was not so crowded. Cheng Lan turned around and moved to the side, grabbed the handle above, and stood side by side with Fu Xiupei.
Their bodies swayed slightly as the carriage moved forward.
Cheng Lan looked ahead. The car window glass reflected the current state of the two of them. Fu Xiupei relied on his height advantage to "hang" on the crossbar easily. One of his arms was behind her head, looking at the glass.
The picture on the window is quite ambiguous.
So, she moved to the side again.
"Ah," a middle-aged woman next to her was stepped on, "little girl, your side is empty, so don't squeeze in our side."
The middle-aged woman was relatively short and chubby. She was struggling to lift the handle with one hand and holding a seven or eight-year-old girl with the other hand. There was also a shopping trolley at their feet, which was really difficult to move.
"Sorry, sorry." Cheng Lan apologized immediately.
Fu Xiupei put his arm on her shoulders and pulled her over, "There's only one stop left, just stay here."
"..."
She was caught in his "arms" like a chicken, at least that's the picture seen on the glass window.
Her heart was beating wildly for no reason.
In the tea garden villa, Xia Zhiyuan and Mi Tian did not come back as expected. The young couple went to the lake island alone, fearing that they would have to play for a few days.
Su Junhuai also "chased his wife".
As for Lu Xinmiao and Zhou Xiao, they stayed all morning during the day. Several brothers were not there, and Brother Rong didn't take them to play. They were really bored. During lunch, they said they were going to Mocheng, near Nancheng, for a few days.
After lunch, I went back to the house, packed up, called a taxi and went to the high-speed rail station.
Only Tang Kezheng said he was too lazy to run, but liked the tranquility of the tea garden and insisted on staying.
Fu Xiupei and Cheng Lan came back together. As soon as they walked to the lake, Tang Kezheng called over, "Brother Fu, I want to fish, can you teach me how to fish?"
"Are you still fishing? Aren't you afraid of falling?"
"They are all surrounded by nets so they won't fall. I really want to learn."
Fu Xiupei is an enthusiastic person. It’s okay anyway. It’s still early, so he just wants to pass the time. “Okay. What about you, do you want to come with us?”
Cheng Lan shook his head, "Thank you, I'm not interested in fishing."
Obviously, fishing is just a cover. What Tang Kezheng wants to catch is a man. How can she go and disturb him?
Alas, only a fool like Fu Xiupei cannot see it.
Cheng Lan left quickly, just in time to help Aunt Chu prepare dinner.
"Auntie, I'm back."
Chu Xinyue was in the kitchen. When she heard the sound, she turned her head and looked outside, "Song Tang is in the courtyard behind. Go find her."
"I won't be a light bulb. I'll help you."
"No, no, are you exhausted today? You can go and have a rest."
Chu Xinyue knew what Cheng Lan was going to do.
Cheng Lan sighed and said, "Then I'd better go find Song Tang."