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San Yue Qi curiously moved closer to Cheng Che, looked up at him and asked curiously, "You were drunk and crazy last night! We all saw it!"
Cheng Che was sitting at the table holding a bowl of porridge. He didn't even bother to lift his eyelids when he heard this. "Do you think I'm embarrassed?"
San Yueqi tilted his head and looked at Cheng Che.
Cheng Che sat at the table drinking porridge. Perhaps because he drank too much last night and urgently needed to nourish his stomach, his face had a decadent look after a hangover.
But his face was expressionless, and it was impossible to tell whether this guy was embarrassed or not.
Sanyueqi blinked and said, "I can't tell."
"That means it's not embarrassing." Cheng Che lowered his head and continued eating his breakfast. "Why should I feel embarrassed?"
"Maybe he was drunk?" San Yue Qi bit a bun and thought for a while before speaking, "Do you remember what happened last night?"
"He definitely remembers." Sambo was eating in silence. He looked up when he heard me and said in a sad voice, "Last time he got drunk and pretended to be dead in the middle of the night and I caught him in the act!"
How can I not remember it!
"But that's true. I'm not surprised by anything Cheng Che does." San Yueqi suddenly felt relieved and sat aside without any curiosity. "But the matter here has been resolved. I want to get back to the train."
"Okay." Dan Heng finally spoke, and after swallowing the food in his mouth, he continued: "I have posted the departure time of the train in the group chat, just return to the train on time."
"But you look very happy today." San Yueqi moved his gaze to Dan Heng and said hesitantly, "It's like there's not much change, but there's still a little change..."
Tired of it? Said Qi turned around and stood up to account for ⑨⑷ ⑧ ⑶ 樲７⑧ 0澪
Xing pursed her lips, "You don't have to say it if you don't have enough vocabulary."
"Oh..." Sanyueqi touched his head, "It's just an intuition! Do you understand intuition?!"
Dan Heng put down his chopsticks and held the water cup, "Well, I slept very well these two days."
easy.
An unprecedented sense of relief.
It’s as if the repressed past is separated by a layer of hazy fog, and will be completely forgotten if you don’t think about it deliberately.
"It's fine." San Yueqi muttered and patted Dan Heng's shoulder. "I'm not saying that the bed you were on the train was really uncomfortable. No wonder you didn't sleep well before!"
At this point, Sanyueqi turned to look at the trash can duo and asked, "Can you find a mattress from the trash can?"
If not...
If you can’t buy it in Belloberg or at the next destination, then buy it online.
"I'll try my best." Cheng Che responded, and then thought about Dan Heng's room in the train group, "Wait, is there really a bed in that room?"
Dan Heng:......
how?
Do you think he is sleeping on the floor just because his bed is a little simple?
"Yes." San Yueqi nodded, recalling carefully, "He put a thin mattress next to the table. Although it can be used for sleeping, it is not necessary."
Dan Heng:......
He really didn't sleep well before.
"I remember now, the little Qinglong who didn't make the quilt." Cheng Che nodded and wrote down picking up the mattress in his memo.
He thought for a moment, then turned to look at Sambo, "Would you like to visit the train crew?"
Hearing this, Sangbo shook his head and said, "No."
He is a man who wants to have fun, how can he go to the train crew?
"Oh." Cheng Che nodded and continued to eat.
A ray of light flashed through the black hair, and March Seven was slightly startled.
The pink-haired girl leaned forward and stretched out her fingers to lift the hair around Cheng Che's ears. "Why do I remember that you never wore earrings before?"
The silver chain is short, just a little above the earlobe, and it looks pretty good when it swings around.
"I picked it up and used it." Cheng Che touched his ear and tidied his hair.
What else can I do?
What if the wound heals? Will Kafka force him to pierce his ears again next time he sees her?
Xing turned her head and squinted at Cheng Che, "You have a fever."
Cheng Che: ...
"Same here." Cheng Che said without even looking up, "The cold wave of Yalilo No. 6 has made me restrain myself a lot."
Appearance equals charm, and charm equals a wife. He will never be a sloppy, lonely single man.
As soon as the words fell, Xing's eyelids twitched.
She remembered the shorts, short-sleeved shirt and flip-flops that Cheng Che was wearing when he crashed into the train. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether this was out of enthusiasm or laziness.
"Let's go." Cheng Che put down his bowl and chopsticks, stood up, packed up all the takeaway boxes on the table, turned around and glanced at the gift box next to him.
Cheng Che thought for a moment and looked at Sangbo, "These are the plant seeds I found in the trash can. Can you pass them to Jeppard for me?"
Sangbo was startled and looked up blankly, "You want me to hand it over? Then does that count as me falling behind and running away?"
"Forget it, but I'm looking forward to meeting you somewhere else." Cheng Che spread his hands and turned to look at Dan Heng, "Go back to the train?"
"Yes." Dan Heng nodded and held the Jiyun Spear in his hand, "Xinghe March..."
"We'll have to play for two more days!" Sanyueqi waved his hand and took Xing's arm, "Don't worry about us."
Cheng Che nodded, put the luggage on the table into Dan Heng's hands with his bag on his back, and picked up the garbage bag, "Let's go, I'm going back to the train."
At this point, Cheng Che turned to look at Sang Bo, who had a happy smile on his face, "But it will take some time for the train to leave, maybe I will come back."
Sambo: ...
Don't tell me earlier.
The smile on Sambo's face disappeared instantly, his brows drooped, "I know."
Then wait to be called.
Hey……
Unscrupulous businessmen are defeated by unscrupulous businessmen, and people who like to have fun are defeated by even bigger people who like to have fun.
So why did Cheng Che scold the Joyful Star God last night?
Was it because he was forcibly blessed to become a messenger? !
Thinking of this, Sang Bo's eyes couldn't help but become weird when he looked at Cheng Che.
Cheng Che glanced at Sang Bo and turned to leave the room.
"They've gone back." San Yue Qi leaned back in his chair, his face full of confusion. "So what are we going to eat and drink next?"
Xing held his chin and thought for a while, "How about some of Yalilo No. 6's special food?"
March 7:…
San Yueqi was at a loss for a moment, then turned to look at Xing, "After being baptized by Cheng Che's takeout food, can you still eat it?"
Although the pioneering journey did involve some hardships, it was a sudden transition from luxury to frugality...
It's hard.
Just thinking about it makes Xiao Sanyue cry.
"Hmm..." Xing frowned slightly, "Then we can summon the little crow to pick up trash for us every day, although I think he might be too lazy to come down again."
At this point, Xing didn't know what he was thinking about. He looked at Sanyue and asked in confusion: "So do you know where our next stop is? Is there a trash can there?"
Sanyue was confused for a moment and shook her head. "I don't know. We should ask Danheng or the conductor about this matter because I haven't been to the next station yet."
star:……
Xing thought about it, then lowered her head and sent a message to Cheng Che.
[The Nth day of missing my mother: For the sake of our trash can business, can you curse that there will be trash cans in every world? ]
【Cheng Che: ???】
【Cheng Che: Is there any place without trash can? How to deal with the trash? 】
【Cheng Che: Are you kidding me?! 】
Chapter 136 Still young!
The room was empty, with a bed by the window. A gray-purple four-piece suit hung a little on the ground, looking soft and comfortable.
Next to the bed is a semi-enclosed bookshelf, which together with the desk forms a semi-circle around the edge of the bed.
Cheng Che sat on the chair in front of the desk, folded the paper in his hand into a star shape, and threw it into the glass jar on the table.
I didn’t bring back the stars I folded on the fairy boat last time, so I have to fold them again.
"May I come in?"
A deep male voice sounded from outside the door. Cheng Che nodded and came back to his senses. He stood up, opened the door, and went back to the desk. "Just come in."
"I thought you were resting." Dan Heng replied, pulling over a chair and sitting down. He opened several boxes in his hands, took out a new tablet and placed it on the table. "I don't think you need me to teach you how to use it."
Cheng Che glanced at it and said, "It's true that it's not necessary, but is there any after-sales guarantee?"
"Yes, but I don't recommend you to continue." Dan Heng raised his eyes and glanced at Cheng Che. He opened the paper boxes and stacked them neatly, ready to throw them away. "If you continue, the after-sales guarantee will need to be launched online immediately."
Cheng Che nodded and counted the stars with the tip of his pen. "Where is our next stop?"
Dan Heng tapped the screen with his fingertips and habitually turned on the electronic devices on the table one by one to check, "Pinocone."
Having said this, Dan Heng paused.
He turned his head to look at Cheng Che who was poking at the felt with his head down. After thinking for a long time, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you think reincarnation can wash away sins?"
I don’t know who to tell, maybe it’s because I’ve slept too well these days.
A trace of surprise flashed in Cheng Che's eyes, and he turned his head to look at Dan Heng, "Brother, I haven't reincarnated yet. I'm only nineteen."
Still tender!