There was no money left in Zhu Xiyou's wallet to pay for the ticket. When she asked the flight attendant to check the ticket, she had no choice but to be kicked off the bus midway. Of course she wasn't that stupid. She stood up quickly and said, "No, no, no, I'll let you go right away." Then.
She grabbed her backpack and threw it to the bed opposite. She followed suit and sat down. She was secretly glad that there was no one on the bed, otherwise she would have to stand and go back to Beijing.
"Miss, I'm sorry, that bed is mine too."
Zhu Xiyou was very depressed. He sat up from the bed and saw that no one was on the upper bunk. He was about to throw his bag to the upper bunk when Xu Weimeng spoke again.
"Miss, I'm sorry, all the beds in this private room belong to me."
"Ah?" Zhu Xiyou went crazy, "Why did you buy four tickets for yourself? Do you know it's a waste of money! You have so much money, why can't you go by plane? Why did you grab the train ticket from me? Pay it back
I bought four tickets! It’s because of you that I couldn’t buy tickets, so I went to scalpers to buy tickets and I bought fake tickets!”
Faced with Zhu Xiyou's tearful accusation, Xu Weimeng glanced at her with disdain and said, "It's my business to buy a few tickets for my pleasure. It's your turn to take care of it! Get out of here!"
Zhu Xiyou assessed the situation and put on a pitiful look, "Sir, let's discuss it, okay? You can't sleep in four beds by yourself anyway, so how about you let me sleep in one? I'll be very quiet! Promise.
No snoring, no grinding of teeth, no talking in sleep!”
"I don't like sleeping in the same room with strangers." Xu Weimeng saw Zhu Xiyou lingering and refusing to go out, so he simply stood up and pushed her out.
Zhu Xiyou staggered and fell on the doorknob. Xu Weimeng pushed again and heard a "stab" sound. The collar of her chiffon skirt tore a big hole, and her body fell out.
Private room.
She hurriedly covered her chest, and when she looked back, Xu Weimeng had quickly closed the private room door.
There is really no sympathy at all! Aren't you afraid that she will be exposed? After all, he is also responsible for her skirt being torn!
If he is unkind, don’t blame her for being unjust!
Zhu Xiyou got involved and suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "It's indecent..."
People in the whole carriage poked their heads out to see what was going on, and saw a woman with messy hair and torn clothes, holding her chest and feeling miserable.
Seeing that there were many more people in the audience, Zhu Xiyou shouted even harder. Suddenly someone opened the door, pulled her in, and yelled: "What are you shouting for?"
"I didn't yell, look at my clothes!"
"You broke it yourself, it has nothing to do with me!"
Zhu Xiyou glanced at him with disdain, opened her mouth and shouted: "It's indecent..."
When she yelled for the second time, Xu Weimeng flew forward and covered her mouth.