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"Let your blood always beat fast and your journey always be smooth."
"The trick never fails."
After the words fell, Shajin couldn't help but chuckled, leaning against the head of the bed and whispering: "But I think your future doesn't need tricks."
Kakavasia touched his earphones and looked up at Cheng Che, "Is that the handsome gentleman from before?"
"Yeah." Cheng Che nodded. He wanted to touch the other person's head but withdrew his hand and looked at Jing Yuan. "Can you help me take care of him?"
Jing Yuan:......
Does he have the right to refuse?
Yes, but with one hour of official duties every day, it is worthless!
"What do you want?" Jing Yuan weighed the child in his arms, raised his hand and pinched his chin and turned it, then touched his hair and looked at his nails, "Hey, I've already done an extraordinary job by raising Yan Qing, but this child..."
Yanqing is a little bird without a black heart, and this child has to become a flashy little peacock.
"No request." Cheng Che put away his headphones, shook off the dust on his hair, and wrapped himself tightly in the bed sheet, with a calm look on his face. "As long as he has enough food and clothes and can go to school, in the future... in the future, he can do whatever he likes."
Why ask so much?
Children should act like children.
Cheng Che waved at Jing Yuan, then turned to look at Xing, "What are your plans next? I plan to go back to the train, take a shower, and go to bed."
Hearing this, Xing was slightly startled.
She turned her head blankly and looked at Walter and then at Jing Yuan, wondering: "Can't you rest in the hotel? We may have to hold a small meeting to discuss it next. If you are not here..."
"I'm sleepy. I haven't rested since I arrived at Pinocchio." Cheng Che was wrapped in a bed sheet, looking extremely pitiful. His usually delicate curly hair was now a mess, and his body was covered in dust from the explosion. "I can't dream or fall asleep while lying in the pool. Why should I lie there?"
Xing frowned and thought for a while, then nodded, "Okay, then you wait for us, we will definitely go back to the train to eat after we are done."
Having said that, Xing looked at Jingyuan and the child in Jingyuan's arms again.
She and Sanyueqi looked at each other, and as expected, she received a dazed, confused and naive look.
After thinking for a moment, Xing turned his gaze to Jizi.
Jizi smiled at Xing, patted Walter's arm, and the two walked aside, whispering something.
Xing habitually pulled Cheng Che, but encountered resistance.
Cheng Che grabbed the bed sheet and looked at Xing, his eyes full of vigilance, "What are you going to do? You want me to be shirtless in Pinocchio?!"
All his clothes were blown to pieces, leaving him only with one pair of pants. Why was he still trying to tear off the last piece of bed sheet?
"Oh, oh." Xing was stunned. After taking a look, he withdrew his hand with regret and lowered his voice, "It must be Sha Jin, his eyes are very similar to Sha Jin."
"No." Cheng Che looked back at the child who had been teased by Jing Yuan and buried his head in the other's long white hair. After thinking for a while, he shook his head, "He is no one. If he can be taken away, it's him. If he can't be taken away... he can definitely be taken away."
Cheng Che patted Xing's shoulder, put on his backpack, and then looked at Jing Yuan, "Do you want to go back to the train to rest or take a stroll in Pinocchio?"
Hearing this, Jing Yuan shrugged and said, "Since we are here, it would be a waste of the beautiful scenery if we don't enjoy it."
Cheng Che's eyes moved to Kakavasa's face again and he asked softly, "Are you scared?"
Kakavasia was stunned for a moment and shook his head, "No."
As he spoke, Kakavasia waved his hand, and his thin and scarred hand was grabbed by a young man. After noticing the sight, the young man raised his head and showed a bright smile.
Cheng Che: ...
Is this the affinity of a simple boy without any thoughts?
Cheng Che was completely relieved. He turned around and went back to the train with his bag on his back, his cell phone buzzing in his pocket.
It was not until he returned to the bedroom that Cheng Che took out his cell phone and took a look at it.
【Sunday:?】
【Sunday: Me? Killing gold dust?】
[Sunday: Let’s not talk about whether I can kill him or not. If I really want to kill him, can I do it so brazenly?]
[Sunday: False accusation! This is a blatant false accusation!]
Cheng Che took a glance, threw his phone on the table, picked up his clothes and wanted to take a shower and have a sleep.
Before leaving, Cheng Che stopped again, opened his backpack and took out a small set of tattered clothes.
The clothes that Sha Jin wore when he was a child have just been changed, but...it should be quite important, right?
Cheng Che thought for a moment, stuffed the clothes into the bag, and carried it to the bathroom at the back.
……
[Xing: Has Cheng Che returned to the train? ]
In the observation car, Dan Heng leaned on the sofa holding a book, squinting his eyes and reading slowly. At his feet, cats were patrolling around with small brooms in their hands. The conductor was sitting on the Diaoyutai, pointing and talking.
Sensing the movement, Dan Heng opened his cell phone and took a look, then looked at the rear door with an inexplicable look.
[Dan Heng: I didn’t see him. He might have gone to wash up. I’ll go check on him later.]
[Xing: OK, remember to remind him to eat before going to bed. Sanyue said he looks very tired.]
Dan Heng typed an emoticon package he received, put down the book, stood up, walked around Mao Gao and walked towards the rear carriage.
exhausted?
Are you tired of watching the fun?
Before the thought had even turned half a circle in his mind, Dan Heng stopped, pointed the spear in his hand at the ground, and stared ahead with cold eyes.
A strange man's face appeared on the Starry Sky Train, holding a gun in his hand, his waistline twisted into an eye-catching curve, and a ruffian smile on the corner of his mouth.
Dan Heng:......
It's normal for someone to trespass on the Starry Sky Train, but...
Isn't there anyone who wants to ask?
For example, there seems to be a crow on the train now that can’t distinguish between friend and foe, the kind that crows the most.
"Ouch—"
Pam suddenly made a panicked sound, hurriedly climbed down from the stool, and rushed to Danheng, "If you have anything to say, let's talk it over, Pa! Put down your weapons, Pa!"
The man raised his chin slightly, revealing his angular profile and upturned eyes.
His eyes swept over the surrounding scene, a smile on his lips, "Don't worry, little furry fellow, I just have something urgent to do."
At this point, the man paused, raised his mouth to reveal shark-like teeth, and said, "Please do me a small favor."
Pam opened her mouth and was about to say something when she saw Danheng's hand holding Jiyun droop down.
"Any guests?"
A young man with half-closed eyes and seemingly very sleepy opened the car door and walked over. His hair was wet and covered with a towel. He was wearing loose pajamas and slippers.
Cheng Che tilted his head and yawned, then pushed the stranger aside and said dazedly, "I was just watching an animation and my battery ran out. Can you lend me your power bank? Thank you."
As he spoke, Cheng Che had already plugged the other end of the phone into the most eye-catching data cable interface in his sight.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the uninvited guest's expression froze and he opened his mouth, "Scheming frog, I kept touching your belly?!"
Chapter 715 That's Not Okay
"Hey! You kid!"
"Are your eyes two gemstones? Is this a charging port?"
"My goodness, you guys on the Star Train are all a bunch of cuties, right?"
"Be careful or I'll shoot you to death!"
"How much free do you have!"
"Hey! Why am I saying such cute things again!"
As he cursed, Cheng Che's already sleepy head seemed even more dizzy.
He squinted his eyes and glanced at the other end of his data line, reluctantly pausing his bedtime hypnotic cartoon, and looked at Dan Heng blankly, seeming a little unbelievable, "Did you hear that? He said he loves me?"
Dan Heng:......
I heard it, but... don't you really consider the context?
Dan Heng looked at the tired look on Cheng Che's face with difficulty in describing it. His eyes fell on the dark blue color under Cheng Che's eyes. After a moment of silence, he spoke, "Go and rest."
"I don't." Cheng Che closed his eyes and wanted to lean on the suitor who suddenly confessed his love to him, but suddenly remembered that the other person's voice was a man's.
Cheng Che raised his hand with all his strength, and pulled Dan Heng over to him for support. He said in confusion, "He said he likes me? Loves me? And wants to love me to death? Is my charm so great? To be honest, I haven't received such a straightforward confession in person since I graduated from junior high school. It feels a bit familiar."
Dan Heng inexplicably felt that his brain circuit was a little crazy. Even though the other party was holding a gun in his hand, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Junior high school? I think I heard that it was about fifteen years old? Why didn't it happen after that?"
"I started school a year or two earlier. At that time... I was twelve or thirteen?" Cheng Che tried to move his tired brain, looking very tired. "By that time, the crow's mouth had matured, and I was also rude. The little girl cried and ran back to tell her parents. Then, wasn't it over?"
There are text messages and emails, but sorry, he will delete them directly in order to avoid seeing the unread red dots.
Besides, his after-school schedule is very full, so where would he have the time to have a love affair with a little girl...
Dan Heng:......
Speechless.
Dan Heng swallowed hard, and said, "You deserve not to have a wife."
I am no better than this, and there is no hope for what I have done.
Dan Heng took a deep breath and patted Cheng Che on the shoulder. "Go to sleep if you are sleepy. The star core hunter in the back car has not woken up yet. Your bedroom is empty. The conductor just cleaned it yesterday."
Cheng Che nodded sullenly, but then shook his head, "I can't sleep. I don't feel sleepy. It's just... I feel like my biological clock has reached a point where if I don't sleep I will suddenly die--"
Before he could finish his words, Pam suddenly had an idea. She quickly picked up the fruit next to her and made an accurate shot, stopping Cheng Che from cursing her.
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che felt a sour taste on the tip of his tongue, and took the fruit out of his mouth expressionlessly. He lowered his head and slumped his shoulders, "I don't like oranges."
It’s sour, and it leaves me with psychological trauma after eating it.
Dan Heng was completely desperate and couldn't help but sigh heavily, "You are really...sleep when you are sleepy, and read books or play games when you can't sleep."