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The train arrived in a small town and stopped for ten minutes. Although it didn't take long, the smell on the car became more intense after this stop. Ye Qingfan couldn't help but ran to the toilet.

As a result, the bathroom door was locked.

She patted the door of the trainman by the side, trying to get him to help open it, but she was squinted.

"Do not open the door during the parking time."

Ye Qingfan tried to suppress the nausea in her stomach. She wanted to get out of the car, but the people who got on the car could not squeeze out one by one. They might not get on.

There is no way to go back.

The train conductor looked at Ye Qingfan's expression and scorned his lips contemptuously, "Huh, the people in the city are very precious and can't stand a bit of suffering."

This ridiculous ridicule made Ye Qingfan feel aggrieved. Originally there were nauseas in his stomach. Now he is ridiculed by others. His nose is sore and his eyes are red.

When he returned to his seat, Zhang Xingyun saw Ye Qingfan's something wrong, and said, "Minister Ye, I actually get a massage. How much discomfort can be relieved for you, do you want to try it?"

Although it is for Ye Qingfan's good, but it is not an exaggeration to get some interest.

Ye Qingfan was uncomfortable. Hearing Zhang Xingyun's words, he was naturally happy and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

Did not pay attention to the flashing light in Zhang Xingyun's eyes.

"I'll do it." After Xiang Yuqing gave Zhang Xingyun a glance, Zhang Xingyun put his hand on Ye Qingfan's stomach.

"Thank you, Coach Xiang." I thought Coach Xiang didn't like to laugh, thinking it was difficult to get along with. But I didn't expect to take the initiative to help myself. In her mind, the attitude towards Xiang Yuqing instantly improved a lot.

Zhang Xingyun was cut off by human beings, and he could only watch his own welfare being enjoyed by the beautiful coach. The small, grudged eyes did not leave the hand that fell on Ye Qingfan's abdomen for a moment.

You said that this beauty coach wouldn't let you see it. Now she finds some other benefits and is blocked by her. How can I say that it is a comrade who has experienced life and death, can you give some strength!

There weren't many trains to Yeyue Village, so there were many people coming at each station, most of them bought station tickets.

Some hold newspapers, some sit directly on the ground, or above the luggage. In short, the aisle and the gap in the middle of each carriage are full of people.

Every place where people can sit or stand can be filled.

If you want to go to a toilet, it is estimated that you are walking on people all the way, and one accidentally stepped on the hands of others.

Ye Qingfan can't bear this kind of environment.

It was almost time for the train to arrive. A woman carrying a broken canvas bag got into the car, holding an abandoned mop stick in her hand. The whole body was dirty and only skinny.

Half of her left leg was empty, and as she walked, she occasionally could see the white cloth wrapped around it.

After she got in the car, she walked all the way, and all the people on the side were the noses of warriors. She looked at her with disgust and looked away from the woman unconsciously.

The smell of women is really unbearable.

Zhang Xingyun also saw her, got up and squeezed to her side, took her bag and said, "Where are you sitting? I will help you get it."

"No, thank you. I bought a ticket." The woman waved her hand and looked at Zhang Xingyun with gratitude.

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