[Tuyan] Yimu

The train tickets are connected seats.Shen Tu walked in front, and naturally sat in the seat by the window first, regardless of the people behind him, leaned on the backrest and looked out of the window silently.

An Yan looked at the side face and thought, isn't this just a melancholy look at the scenery at 45 degrees? The pretending master really knows these things well.

The town is remote, and the railway is famous for its age.Wuwu played the flute twice, and the train began to shake from side to side as soon as it started.It is not faster than ordinary railways, like an old lady of the Republic of China with a romantic aftertaste, walking along the railway track and gravel road step by step, twisting her waist and limbs.

I couldn't bear the bumps of the car and boat, and this car was bumping very slowly, which made me sleepy.The backrest of the train cannot be adjusted, and it is very uncomfortable to sleep with the back straight.An Yanji nodded his head like pecking at rice, but always shivered when his body was about to fall apart, and the carp leaped up like a jerk.

After tossing and tossing two or three times, the old lady of the Republic of China was still pacing so leisurely, and finally succeeded in making An Yan's consciousness completely confused, and then he didn't know why he tilted his head and fell asleep.There seemed to be a hard pillow stuffed under my head, and it was a little tight, but it was better than sleeping with my back straight.

The head on the shoulder moved, and chose a place where the bones were not so hard to stay obediently.Shen Tu waited for the movement to disappear, then turned his eyes away from the mountains and wild ridges outside the window, and looked sideways at his shoulder socket for a while.

Unaware of age, when An Yan woke up, the surroundings were noisy, and the radio was already shouting "This train is about to arrive at the terminal".He yawned, got up from the pillow and was about to stretch his arms and legs, when he suddenly looked at the place where he was leaning against just now with a bad feeling.

Shen Tu was like a statue, from getting on the car to getting off the car, she kept looking out the window without saying a word.An Yan was sitting on pins and needles beside him, feeling that he had made a mistake, as if he had a rabbit in his heart.

As soon as the train stopped, Shen Tu stood up.An Yan got up in a panic to give way, almost tripping over with his left foot and right foot.

"What are you afraid of me?"

An Yan was taken aback, and realized that he didn't know what he was afraid of, it seemed that he was just used to being intimidated by the low temperature place where strangers should not get close. "Thank you... for lending my shoulder, I didn't mean it, it's just that this old train is too sleepy..." he said awkwardly.

Shen Tu didn't answer any more, but turned around and left regardless of the people behind him.An Yan hurriedly trotted a few steps to catch up with Shen Tu, muttering in his heart, if you feel that I am uncomfortable leaning on you, you should wake me up.

Playing handsome at this time is purely asking for guilt.

The author has something to say:

During the Mid-Autumn Festival of [-], I went to the small town of St. Jacobs, and fell asleep while riding the small train there.It's a Mid-Autumn festival greeting~