The person sitting next to Jiang Fan let out a hiss, and then the person next to Jiang Fan moved over, took out a pair of earphones and put them in his ears.
Jiang Fan smiled slightly. Having already transcended the limitations of his spiritual realm, he was unconcerned about this scene. Wasn't this just a glimpse into the myriad aspects of life?
After the bus arrived at the new North Station, Jiang Fan found the bus for picking up new students not far from the station based on the information. It was hot, so the four students picking up the new students sat in the front row. When Jiang Fan got on the bus, he found that there were already about ten new students on the bus. Jiang Fan found an empty seat and sat down, waiting for the bus to leave.
Because of his handsome appearance and his cultivation of Taoist arts, Jiang Fan's coldness, which was originally due to his slightly thin lips, has been greatly reduced. Instead, he exudes a more refined and noble aura. Although he no longer puts as much pressure on others as before, the fact that such an extraordinary person got into the car still made the students who were getting to know each other lower their voices.
"Hello."
Jiang Fan, who doesn't come to the new North Station often, was looking at the scenery outside the window when he suddenly heard a sound beside him. Jiang Fan turned his head and saw a girl who seemed to be the leader of the four students who came to pick up the new students standing next to him.
The girl had exquisite makeup, a tall figure, and fair skin. She wore a high ponytail, a yellow and white short-sleeved shirt, denim shorts, and white sneakers. She looked at Jiang Fan, who hadn't spoken to anyone since getting on the bus, and calmly said, "My name is Wang Yu. I'd like to get to know you."
The already low murmurs inside the bus
In an instant, it became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
...
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Zhengzhou East Railway Station.
This newly built, top-class high-speed rail station is one of the largest high-speed rail stations in Asia. Every day, it handles a huge number of passengers. Many urban white-collar workers and even senior managers traveling from Zhengzhou to other countries or returning home choose Zhengzhou East Station as their first choice for departure. The station is brightly lit day and night and has a magnificent atmosphere.
Qi Ting pulled her small, exquisite women's suitcase as she stepped out of the Zhengzhou East Railway Station plaza.
She started her business during her freshman year of college, and now, as a junior, her online store has a daily turnover of over 100,000 yuan.
Just before the start of the semester, Qi Ting had to go on a business trip to Zhejiang because of the supply of goods for her online store. After finishing her business, she didn't even go home again in order to get to school before the start of the semester. She went straight back to Zhengzhou with her suitcase.
Night had fallen.
She had called her friend three times to pick her up, but no one answered. She walked gracefully along the roadside, pulling her suitcase. Her neck was snow-white and long and perfect, like a swan. When she reached a tree, she took out her phone, opened Didi Chuxing (a ride-hailing app), and called a private car.
Not long after,
A white Volkswagen Lavida pulled up to the side of the road. Qi Ting checked the license plate, walked to the car with the window rolled down, and politely asked, "Are you Mr. Zhang?"
The car lights were dim, and the driver's face was obscured. Qi Ting glanced at him a few times but couldn't make out his features. She heard the driver say, "Yes, you are Ms. Qi, right?"
Upon hearing the word "woman," Qi Ting, who had been somewhat worried, breathed a sigh of relief.
People who can use the word "woman" are generally more educated and of good character, making them more reliable when taking a ride late at night than drivers who call themselves "Miss".
After putting her luggage in the trunk, Qi Ting still made a conscious decision and sat in the back instead of the front passenger seat.
The car door closed, and then the engine started.
The road ahead seemed long, and Qi Ting felt a sudden pang of anxiety for no apparent reason.
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Chapter Twenty-Six: Let Me Tell You a Story
The Volkswagen Lavida, a mid-size car, quickly merged into the vast traffic flow after starting, becoming just another ordinary torrent of vehicles in the city at night, and slowly disappeared at the end of the road.
People living in cities will often notice a unique characteristic of urban areas: after nightfall, except for commercial streets and university towns, almost every place, regardless of how lively it is during the day, becomes deserted at night, with only a few lights remaining on in the huge high-rise buildings.
Sitting in the back seat,
Qi Ting looked out the car window.
What came into her view, besides the eye-catching skyscrapers, were pedestrians walking on the street. Among them were couples walking hand in hand, young people like her pulling suitcases and standing on the street, white-collar workers riding bicycles leisurely home, and middle-aged men squatting on the street smoking and chatting.
Even at night,
Countless people still walk home late at night on the city streets.
Seeing so many people outside at this hour, and thinking about the various vendors selling goods in the university town outside the school at this hour, Qi Ting's anxiety after getting on the bus gradually subsided.
She turned her head.
She glanced ahead quietly, but unfortunately, due to the dim lighting inside the car, she could only vaguely make out the driver's face.
The only light coming from the driver's dashboard was a faint glow; all other lights were off, making the interior very dim. Qi Ting didn't find the smell in the car unpleasant; it was somewhat like the fumes of dry ice. She also felt the driver was a thoughtful person, as the air conditioning was set to a comfortable temperature, making it easy to feel comfortable transitioning from the sweltering heat outside.
The lights were dim, and Qi Ting, who had spent a lot of time and effort on the sourcing of goods for her online store these past few days, felt the comfortable temperature, but her eyes grew increasingly heavy.
She felt that
I was already feeling sleepy.
But then she thought that she hadn't returned to school yet, and hadn't arrived at a place where she could rest. Qi Ting, who had started her business alone since college, relied on her tenacious mind to keep fighting off the drowsiness. She took out her phone from her bag, checked the navigation to make sure the route hadn't changed, and then opened WeChat to look at her Moments to pass the time.
Music suddenly started playing in the car. Qi Ting put down her phone, looked up, and gazed at the source of the sound with her clear, watery eyes.
"When one day—raindrops gently brush against your window"
When the wind disrupts your plans.
Could you spare some time to think about this old look...?
The melody was beautiful, and the singer was a woman with a clear, seemingly unblemished voice. Qi Ting recognized the song as the popular and widely circulated classic "A Thousand Songs" after hearing only one line. Although she was born in the 90s, she also loved this classic song.
The car's sound system was excellent; the instruments in the songs were clearly distinguishable, without any blurring, and the singer's voice was as clear as a mountain spring, surrounding everyone in the car with a powerful and immersive sound. Qi Ting felt that this level of sound quality was simply unbelievable for a car in this price range. Even compared to her recently purchased Mercedes-Benz E300-L-4MATIC, while the sound quality wasn't quite up to par, it wasn't far behind.