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In this late autumn air, there were countless biting cold winds mixed in.

and He Li watched as Wang Xiaomei walked step by step to the platform of the train station. Zhang Zijun anxiously said: "Mom, I will miss you!"

Wang Xiaomei acted as if she did not hear anything, lowered her head and played with her phone, finally disappearing from Zhang Zijun's sight.

Zhang Zijun stood where he was, in his heart, unable to stop for a long time. In this late autumn cold and bitter air, it was the first time in his life that he had felt the end of time.

This time, her mother had suffered a huge internal injury. He was no longer a young child, so he understood his mother's current inner condition very well.

The first layer of injuries was caused by her close friends. For the sake of her mother's livelihood, she could not be considered a good person. She never thought that her only good sister would actually take her son in and even force her son to stay by her side.

She had worked hard for many years to keep Zijun in school, but in the end, all she had obtained was a beautiful future for him. At that time, all of her hard work would eventually come to fruition, and she would no longer have to work hard anymore.

However, since things had progressed to this point, it was already an indisputable fact that his own son's future had been ruined.

Even if he were to marry his own sister, even if he were to marry a woman who was nearly ten years older than him, he still wouldn't be able to injure her to such a degree.

At that moment, Zhang Zijun stood at his original position, his expression extremely anxious, looking at the train that was slowly moving further and further away, he sighed.

He Li understood Zijun's personality quite well. She stretched out her hands and gently grabbed his right arm, saying: "Zijun, your mother has already returned to her work place, let's go home."

"Aunt He Li, I want to see more of this train. I can't stop worrying about my mother." Zhang Zijun slowly said, his gaze fixated on that train of carriages.

A biting cold wind blew past. He Li's heart ached and tears fell from the corners of her eyes …

In the train.

The train was packed with people. The men, women, and children filled almost all of the seats in the train.

A woman dressed in luxurious clothing, with a mature and beautiful appearance, walked in from outside the train. She held a ticket in her hand and had a worried expression on her face as she looked for her seat.

Almost all the men in the carriage looked at her. There were quite a few older singles looking at her body, their eyes emitting a green light, as if they could eat her alive.

The eagerness for mature women lurking in their hearts made many of them brave enough to stir.

She was naturally aware of these hungry gazes, but she remained unmoved. After finding her seat, she sat down peacefully.

She wore thin, stockings and a pair of sexy black leather boots. When she sat down, the worry on her face didn't fade in the slightest. Instead, it deepened.

She took a Red Tower Hills cigarette out of her bag and put it to her lips, but didn't light it. She turned her head and looked out the window at the vast night sky.

The lights in the city dimmed as the entire scene was pushed through the dense forest and mountain ranges. In the end, because of the cold weather of late autumn, fog had formed on the windows and everything became pitch black. Only the vague outline of the mountain range could be seen moving forward.

Only then did she turn her head. Sitting opposite her was a thin man in his late twenties. He had been sitting across from her ever since she had gotten in the car and sat down.

Until now, the man's gaze had never shifted from her face to her body. His eyes were fixated on her, as if flowers could bloom on his plump body.

She had to admit that no matter which woman saw this man, they would all have to call him handsome.

She was already embarrassed by his gaze, and she swore to herself that if he said hello to her or came forward to strike up a conversation, she would not refuse.

Unfortunately, he seemed to be very introverted. He could only stare at her without uttering a single word.

She knew that the bathroom was near her seat. If he could strike up a conversation with her and be nice to her and give her the simplest care a woman could ask for, she wouldn't mind going into the bathroom with this man and locking the door behind her to do some happy things.

It had been a long journey anyway, and her body hadn't been comforted by a man for a long time.

She was about to speak to him when her cell phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and saw the word "Son" on it, so she pressed the answer button.

Zhang Zijun asked slowly from the other side of the phone, "Mom, how were you doing in the train? It should be fine, right? "

"Mm, okay." She spoke slowly.

"Mom, I'm really sorry, but don't worry, although I didn't listen to your arrangements to go to the provincial capital to study in university, I can still rise to prominence in university in the city. I'll definitely create a beautiful future for you!"

When Zhang Zijun finished speaking, Wang Xiaomei no longer wanted to continue listening. She realized that the more she listened, the more the anger in her heart burned.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was her own son, just based on her fiery temper, she would have scolded him to death. This infuriating fellow!

"Alright, let's not talk about it anymore. I'm sitting in the car and I don't want to talk to you. Son, you're done."

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Zijun had no intention to hang up. On the other side of the phone, He Li was urging him to hang up immediately.

With a tired look on her face, Wang Xiaomei placed her phone in her hand and stood up. She walked to the aisle of the carriage, and couldn't help but hurriedly light up the red tower mountain that she had stuffed into her mouth when she was on the train. She took a deep breath, and all the anger disappeared along with the smoke.

"Elder sister, you look really beautiful. Are you traveling alone?" It was the man sitting across from her who spoke to her.

She nodded and said, "Thank you." Yes, I'm alone. Are you alone as well? "

When the man heard her words, he immediately felt elated. He sized her up from head to toe, as if he could serve her with his eyes.

Furthermore, she didn't hold any grudges against him. Instead, she seemed to be trying to please him …