Rebirth to 90s: The Heroine of the Salted Fish Quit Her Job

"thanks."

"I'll take it down for me," Liu Liang carried the bag downstairs, while the woman hugged the child tightly, afraid to walk too fast, there were too many people, she was afraid of being crowded, and also afraid that others would hurt the child.

Liu Liang helped the woman lift the luggage to the seat, and then tucked it directly under the chair, so that it would be easier to pick up some after standing.

After she was busy, she found her seat with the ticket. Because this is the starting station, there are not many people sleeping in the berth. Of course, Liu Liang is satisfied. No one has taken up her berth. She used to sit When the train was on the train, someone occupied the lower bunk, the children were still young, the old man couldn't climb the upper bunk, and all kinds of moral kidnappings.

To be honest, she doesn't like this kind of moral kidnapping at all. Everyone spends money. She is also very tired. She has to take the train for dozens of hours. Maybe she is also sick. Why did she grab the ticket for a long time? , but finally to others.

But now, it can be seen that the quilt cover and bed sheets on the bunk are all new, and they are also very flat.

Liu Liang took her schoolbag and took out a small sheet. In fact, she took it out from the ring through the schoolbag.

After laying the sheets, she just sat down, took out a few papers, and sat on the small table to write.

There were more and more people on the train. The opposite side of Liu Liang was already full of people. Among them, the middle bunk on her side was a mother and daughter. They should have slept in the upper and lower bunks. , I didn't sit down when I arrived, and as soon as I put down my luggage, I didn't know where I went.

As for the person opposite her, she never came. Just when Liu Liang thought that there would be no one on the opposite side, a middle-aged man walked over and sat directly on the bottom bunk, his eyes darting to and fro from time to time.

Liu Liang put down her pen, and when she looked up, she saw the man's gaze resting on her, with something unpleasant in his eyes.

Liu Liang squeezed her hand bones on the table, looked at it again, and kicked him off the train after a while.

"Is the little girl still a student?"

The man smiled, and the wretchedness was also ugly.

"A college student?"

Seeing that Liu Liang didn't answer, the man asked again, "Would you like to find a job, I have a good job here."

Liu Liang still doesn't want to deal with it. There are some people that the more you are reasonable, the better you will be, but for some people, the more you ignore them, the more frustrated you will be.

It's just that Liu Liang doesn't understand that such an ugly girl can still be in the eyes of others?

The old man in her family, from the first time she saw her, was an ugly girl. The girl cried ugly, saying that her disciple was gone, so she was replaced by an ugly girl like her.

Over time, she thought she had been ugly for a long time.

And she didn't seem to have looked in the mirror for a long time.

Fifteen or sixteen years old, at the time of youth, youth is also green, and with a delicate face, it may not be said that the country is beautiful, but it must not be described as ugly, and she may be the most attractive. What I pay attention to is not her appearance, but what is hidden in the form. This is the result of the experience of three generations, it is a kind of charm, and it is also a kind of quality.

There are some thorns in the gentle, but there is a hint of warmth in the cold.

It looks like ice, but there is always Chu Yang infiltrating it.

A very contradictory, but unusually harmonious young girl.

And a young girl is better than any cosmetics and skin care products, and even a little girl who is single, it is not so attractive to some unscrupulous people.

"Little sister, what did you write? Let me take a look." The man said, and his hand was about to grab Liu Liang. When the pen in Liu Liang's hand turned, when the tip of the pen was about to pierce the paw, I just don't know where the hand came from, but it fell from the sky and accurately grabbed the man's wrist.

"Let go, let go!"

The man was almost screaming in pain, but when he thought about the car full of people, he could only swallow his own screams desperately.

"What do you want to do? Let go!"

"Let's go, okay." The clean voice came with a smile, and then a wind sounded, it seemed to be a silk wind from the corner of the clothes, with the freshness of the leaves after the rain, but it was also a bit earthy.

Liu Liang turned the nib of the pen back again, and then she raised her face and met a pair of smiling eyes. These eyes are very beautiful and of course very clear, especially when they smile, they look like the moon.

The man nodded at Liu Liang, then kicked the luggage he was carrying and stuffed it under the lower bunk bed.

"What are you doing, this is my bunk?"

"yours?"

The man looked up and down the wretched man for a long time, "You said it was your shop, but what about your ticket?"

"Why should I give you the ticket?"

The wretched man's eyes dodged for a moment, and he put his hand on his pocket, for fear that others would steal the ticket.

"I'll go to the train conductor."

The other man said in a low voice, Liu Liang's heart jumped suddenly, and the pen in her hand was clenched tightly.

this voice...

Is it him?

She raised her face suddenly, but only came to see a corner of her clothes, and then was blocked by the people in the train.

Not long after, the conductor came over, and when the wretched man saw the man in uniform, his head that was originally raised, instantly lowered.

A man in black stood beside the long train. Because he was blocked by the bunk, Liu Liang couldn't see his appearance. He just knew that this man must be tall, he should be over 1.8 meters. The head is beyond the upper bunk of the train.

At this time, what did the man in black say to the conductor?

After the long train heard it, his face was also not very good-looking, and the wretched man's head lowered even more.

After the long train took the wretched man away, the man in black came out.

With long hands and long feet, there is such a large space, which seems to have wronged him.

He stretched out his hand, picked up all the luggage on the bed, and put it on the shelf on the side with ease. The light from the outside was folded on half of his face, his eyelashes were long, and his jaw was angular. bone.

Imperceptibly delicate, but good-looking, thick eyebrows, big eyes, thin lips, but the corners of the eyes are unprofitable, you can see the thin but not weak body lines from the clothes, and the wrists that show up outside the face, ten will be powerful .

"Are you afraid?"

The man who loved to laugh, seeing Liu Liang staring at the two of them, couldn't help comforting her.

"It's okay, most of the people in this world are good people. You just encounter bad people. Be more careful in the future, and remember not to talk to others indiscriminately."

"Thank you," Liu Liang clenched the pen in her hand. The pen in her palm was soaked in water, so it was a little damp.

She just wanted to hear the voice of the man in black again.

Want to know, is it him?

Although people's voices will change, but they change again, their own voices will never change unless they encounter some irreversible things, but most people's voices are like their own appearance. The essence is will not change.