Chapter 682： flutter

Bai Wei was choked, and the train station was crowded with people. She couldn't say anything, no matter how dissatisfied she was, she could only endure it.

It was indeed not long before the departure time, Xixi and Miao were all people around, and the train that Mu Zi was on had already begun to check tickets.

Bai Wei heard the broadcast and said anxiously: "Oh, hurry up, don't miss the car!"

Murong Cheng coolly said: "You are not in a hurry, and you are also in a hurry..."

"Alright." Mu Zi glanced at him helplessly, "Remember to take good care of Sisi and Xiaoya during my absence these days."

Mu Zi queued into the station with the crowd.

Bai Wei's eyes flushed, and she murmured next to her: "When you arrive in Jingling, remember to call home. Don't talk to strangers on the way. Be careful about everything..."

Mu Zi repeatedly said yes.

She followed the team forward slowly, far away, and waved at Bai Wei and Murong Cheng, but the crowd was crowded, and she didn't know if they could see it.

Maybe it was because of Bai Wei's infection, Mu Zi felt sour in his eyes, and parting melancholy grew in his heart.

However, thinking that I had only been away for two or three days, and it was not that I would never come back, that trace of melancholy disappeared without a trace.

This high-speed train goes directly from Qingjiang to Jingling, which takes five and a half hours.

After Mu Zi got in the car, she first sent a message to Bai Wei that she had gotten in the car safely, and let her and her brother go back without worrying too much.

Then they sent messages to Jiang Zhinuan and Zhuang Jia. It was time for class and neither of them responded.

As the train left the station, Mu Zi looked at the gradually changing scenery outside, thinking that he was about to head to a completely unfamiliar city with no relatives and no friends. That sadness of parting came again, like a thin layer of spider web, covering his heart. There is a slight suffocation.

Mu Zi felt that she was hypocritical. Didn't she also go to Jingling alone before?

At that time, my grandmother couldn't even send her to the train station because of her poor health. She was alone all the way, and she didn't feel any worries at the time.

After thinking about it, I came to the conclusion: I am spoiled in this life.

——Because someone is pampered, so become squeamish.

Mu Zi smiled, took out the magazines and publications on the train and looked at it at will. Gradually, he felt sleepy and closed his eyes to rest.

At 6:30 in the evening, the train arrived at Jingling Railway Station.

Mu Zi walked off the train together with the crowd. There was not much warmth in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the cold air made her shrink her neck. In Qingjiang in October, there are still people wearing short sleeves on the street, but in October the Jingling Tomb has entered autumn.

Fortunately, Bai Wei had already prepared a lot of clothes for Mu Zi.

Mu Zi pulled out a green lake-colored sweater from his suitcase, and after putting it on, he dragged the suitcase out of the station. As a result, he was very unlucky today. The escalator failed and the passengers had to carry their heavy luggage up the stairs.

There are also some passengers waiting outside the elevator, but the elevator can only take a dozen people at a time.

Not wanting to wait, Mu Zi simply picked up the suitcase and walked the stairs.

But the suitcase is really heavy!

She felt soreness and uncomfortable swelling of her entire arm before she went up a few steps.

She stopped, shook her arm, and took a rest. Suddenly someone came from behind, lifted her suitcase and walked forward.

"Hey?!" Mu Zi was startled, and was about to ask aloud. She raised her eyes and saw the tall figure from her back. She immediately stayed in place, unable to recover for a while.

Seeing no movement behind him, Murong Cheng glanced back at her, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Go, can't you still want me to carry it?"

He was standing on the high steps, his face could not be clearly seen in the backlight, the golden glow set off the stalwart and slender figure, a simple white shirt and dark trousers, but Mu Zi suddenly felt that he was handsome and angry.

With a warm heart, Mu Zi suddenly ran up the steps quickly, ignoring the astonished gazes around him, and pounced on Murong Cheng!