sbdcsierra Chapter 74 Gazing at each other across the distance, their eyes filled with tender affection
Chapter 74 Gazing at each other across the distance, their eyes filled with tender affection
Despite the reluctance, the train still departed on time.
As the train slowly disappeared into the distance, Qin Dahe wiped away his tears and ran desperately after it until he could no longer run. He could only stop, bury his face in his hands, and sob uncontrollably.
Qin Yingxue's eyes reddened after Qin Dahe's outburst, and she felt distressed and depressed.
Zhu Huiwen was affected and turned away to wipe the corner of her eye.
Song Yanchuan put his arms around both women, one in each arm: "Alright, I'll come back with you to visit your families whenever I have a holiday."
Because it would be a 20-hour train ride, Song Yanchuan asked Xu Guohua to buy a sleeper berth.
Each room has six beds, divided into bunk beds.
Song Yanchuan arranged for Qin Yingxue and Zhu Huiwen to sleep on the lower bunk, while he slept on the upper bunk himself.
There were already two people in the private room. One was an old man with a full head of white hair, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, who was sitting by the window reading an ancient book. The other was a young girl with black braids, who was eating sunflower seeds.
Upon seeing Qin Yingxue and her two companions enter, their eyes lit up, and they greeted each other familiarly, "Hello! Are you going to Yandu?"
"No," came the reply from Song Yanchuan, his voice somewhat cold.
The young girl didn't mind Song Yanchuan's attitude and smiled at Qin Yingxue, saying, "Pretty sister, want some sunflower seeds?"
"No need, thank you," Qin Yingxue politely declined.
After putting away all the luggage, Song Yanchuan went to fetch water for Zhu Huiwen and Qin Yingxue to wash their faces, and thoughtfully filled a thermos with hot water for their convenience.
Seeing Song Yanchuan take the fruit to wash again, the little girl couldn't help but ask, "Pretty sister, is the soldier your boyfriend? He's so considerate to you guys."
“That’s my son, and the pretty lady you’re talking about is my daughter-in-law,” Zhu Huiwen, who had been silent until now, suddenly said.
Qin Yingxue was somewhat surprised, especially after seeing the proud look on Zhu Huiwen's face. She seemed to understand something, her eyes flickered, and she lowered her head, forcefully suppressing the upward curve of her lips.
"Wow, beautiful lady, you're so young to be married. What a pity, I was hoping to introduce you to my older brother!" The young girl exclaimed with a look of regret, then, as if remembering something, she looked at Qin Yingxue with sparkling eyes, "If I can't be your sister-in-law, beautiful lady, can we be friends?"
Looking at the innocent and expectant expression on the little girl's face, Qin Yingxue was about to speak when Song Yanchuan, who had just come in after washing the fruit, flatly refused: "My wife is a bit introverted and doesn't like to talk."
The young girl was quite shrewd; she immediately understood Song Yanchuan's meaning, shrugged nonchalantly, took out some jerky from her bag, and began to gnaw on it with bulging cheeks.
Song Yanchuan walked over to Qin Yingxue and gave Zhu Huiwen an apple. Zhu Huiwen hadn't slept well the night before, and looked a little listless. She waved her hand, lay down, and closed her eyes to rest.
Song Yanchuan handed the apple to Qin Yingxue, who was feeling a bit thirsty, and took a big bite of the bright red apple.
Apples from 1980 tasted somewhat sour and astringent, unlike the sweeter apples of later generations.
After finishing an apple, Qin Yingxue yawned, her face revealing undeniable fatigue.
"Take a nap, we still have 20 hours to go. If you get hungry, just tell me what you want to eat." Song Yanchuan carefully covered Qin Yingxue with the thin blanket, walked to his own bed, and with a graceful leap, easily climbed onto the upper bunk.
This was the first time Qin Yingxue had ever seen Song Yanchuan's skills. She was so surprised that her mouth was agape for a long time, her face glowing with admiration and envy.
If I had skills like that, I'd be invincible anywhere in the world...
The old man who was reading couldn't help but praise, "Young man, you're quite skilled."
Song Yanchuan's ears turned slightly red. He had gotten used to it when he used to share a dormitory with his comrades, so his movement just now was a muscle reaction.
But when he saw Qin Yingxue looking at him with adoration, his vanity was satisfied, and he straightened his back.
Qin Yingxue smiled sweetly at Song Yanchuan. The interruption instantly dispelled her drowsiness and fatigue.
This is the man I married!
A sense of pride welled up in Qin Yingxue's heart.
As the two were gazing at each other across the distance, their eyes filled with tender affection, a "pfft" sound suddenly reached their ears.
"You two must have just gotten married! No wonder you look so lovey-dovey, like you're inseparable." The little girl had finished her jerky and was drinking water.
Qin Yingxue had previously thought the girl was a bit too familiar and noisy, but now, hearing her words, she felt disgusted.
"Little girl, you're still young. You'll know how hard it is to find someone you love when you get married."
Before Qin Yingxue could speak, the old man sighed with envy, "The feelings between young people are the purest and most precious. You two must cherish each other."
"Grandpa, what about you? Is Grandma your beloved?" The little girl's attention was immediately drawn to the old man, and she looked at him with curiosity.
"When I was young, I didn't know how to cherish what I had and lost my beloved!" The old man's face showed a dazed expression of reminiscence.
Listening to the old man's weathered voice, Qin Yingxue drifted into a sweet sleep as if listening to a lullaby.
When Qin Yingxue woke up, it was already dark outside. She glanced at the time and it was 8:30 p.m.
Song Yanchuan wasn't in the private room, and neither were Zhu Huiwen and the young girl.
When the old man saw Qin Yingxue wake up, he kindly reminded her, "Your mother-in-law is awake. Your husband took her to the toilet."
"Thank you," Qin Yingxue said, sitting up to straighten her clothes and hair.
She was a little hungry, so she slept for about five hours.
Qin Yingxue poured herself a cup of hot water to warm her stomach. She had just taken two sips when the door to the private room opened and the young girl returned.
Qin Yingxue quickly looked away and turned her gaze to the window.
"Pretty sister, do you... have that?" The girl lingered beside Qin Yingxue, her face flushed, and asked somewhat shyly.
Qin Yingxue didn't react for a moment, still wondering how this little girl could change her personality after just one night's sleep.
Then, as if remembering something, he saw the little girl looking at him with an embarrassed and helpless expression, nodded, and took out an unused menstrual belt from his bag.
Zhu Huiwen had prepared this for her, and Qin Yingxue couldn't bear to refuse it.
But she absolutely doesn't need it; the mall sells sanitary napkins, which are convenient and clean.
The little girl's eyes lit up, and she said sweetly, "Thank you, pretty sister. You are truly beautiful inside and out."
Qin Yingxue's lips twitched at the praise, but when she saw the little girl suddenly full of energy and skipping outside, she couldn't help but shake her head.
Qin Yingxue was still wondering why Song Yanchuan hadn't brought her mother-in-law back yet when the train's loudspeaker suddenly announced: "Emergency notice: A hostage has been taken in carriage 12. Passengers, please stay put and do not move around..."