Chapter 7 The scenery below

I was lazily reading the book with a little disappointed mood, just recognizing words, and I couldn't understand the meaning of the sentences in the book, let alone clarify the context of the plot. In order to force myself to calm down, I opened my mouth and read it without sound, just like all readers with dyslexia. This kind of reading tastes a bit forced, which is very painful, but the results are obvious. I read nearly eighty pages in a short while.

Just as I felt a little satisfied and was about to stop and rest for a while, the train suddenly stopped panting and shook my book from his hands, hit my thighs, bounced up and fell to his feet and disappeared. I felt a pain in my heart - I have a little obsession with the book, not to mention that this is the book I had just bought for a few days, with a hardcover cover of cloth. When I thought that the white and soft paper was stained with yellowish-brown dust, it was like seeing a pure virgin under my protection being raped by a group of dirty and ragged beggars, my heart was so painful.

I quickly bent down and put my head under the small table without any regard for decency to look for it. I never thought it jumped so far, and jumped under the chair opposite, right below Rongrong's table. I didn't know if it would turn or what, but it actually walked around Rongrong's feet and ran behind her calf.

The arms are stretched out and there are two legs between them. Rongrong is still sleeping soundly, and the gentle breathing sound is clearly audible. I am in trouble below.

I tilted my head and stretched my arms to move my arms towards the book pounced on the ground, but I still couldn't reach it. It seemed that I could only climb over with my waist.

Just as I was adjusting my posture and preparing to squat down, Rongrong suddenly made a rustling noise. Perhaps she adjusted her sleeping position and saw that her legs below were slightly apart - my god!

I actually saw her underwear, a pair of pink lace-like translucent briefs. The center of the underwear was bulging and lightly black, and the edge was slightly light brown skin at the base of the thighs. I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, my head was so nervous that my heart was pounding.

I let out a breath, looked carefully at the charming triangle area. The contour of the tiny labia protruded from the slightly sunken groove, and a few pubic hairs even penetrated the fabric and came outside. My restless penis swelled restlessly and hardened restlessly.

Unfortunately, the lights in the car are not bright enough, and the colors are not clearly visible

Looking down on her feet, the petite navy blue canvas flat-soled open shoes like dance shoes tied with beige ribbons. There are a few soft and delicate flowers on the upper. The heel is thin and soft, wrapped in pointed soles. The skin on the instep is illuminated by the bright yellow light, and the skin on the instep is delicate and tender, with a few small blue veins faintly reflecting, which looks particularly sexy. I really want to reach out to hold and pinch it a few times.

The train stopped completely, and a clamor of selling snacks outside reached my ears. Then the carriage also started to stir. Someone called tea eggs outside. It turned out that the train had arrived at the station.

I quickly stretched my head out from below. A few bold vendors were already coming into the car with a basket covered with black oil paper, and kept calling from the corridor. Tea eggs, braised pig's trotters, hot buns, bread... The voice was hoarse and earnest, and the things in the basket exuded an appetite-catching aroma. I asked for a roasted corn. When I took the corn handed over by the vendor, Rongrong opened her eyes and glanced at me and closed it quickly. But this glimpse of the glimpse was enough to make my face blush and my heart beat. It seemed that the voyeur just now had been seen through by her.

I looked at the platform outside, where the lights were bright, and the small rectangular sign under the canopy had two words written on the white and blue bottom. The next stop was Xi'an South Station. I remember that the train said it was about to arrive at Xi'an South Station. It was just seven o'clock in the morning. Now maybe it's time to light up.

The train started again, I ate a few bites of corn. It was not very sweet and it was far less fragrant than it smelled. I put it in a plastic bag and didn't want to eat it anymore

The two old men and two children were sleeping in a drowsy manner, and Rongrong was the same, but she had less breathing sounds and her eyelashes trembled from time to time. I don't know if she was sleeping deeply.

I remembered again that my book was still under the chair, and there were charming scenery below. I didn't see enough.

I squinted my eyes and pretended to sleep for about a quarter of an hour, but she still didn't move at all.

I squatted gently under the table with my courage. Unfortunately, Rongrong's legs were twisted together at some point, and the triangle area was completely unseen. However, the overlapping soft and slender legs were still delicious and delicious - on the white and flawless ankles, the slender calves were even and sturdy, and the light shone on it, with golden and thin hairs on it, which looked round and weak along the calves. The knees were as white as boneless. The skin of the thighs was as white as on the calves, which was less strong and more plump and tender, and looked slender - what an attractive pair of legs, which emitted an attractive luster from below the short skirt!

They are so perfect, now they are naked in front of me. I wish I could kiss my shameful lips and tongue on it, and I wish I could be the iron floor under her feet...

Just when I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard Rongrong say lazily on it: What are you doing below?

My soul flew away so much. I quickly tilted my head slowly. Rongrong was awake and was blinking her sleepy eyes at me. My face was hot and hesitantly said: I...I...I...No...

I stuttered and couldn't speak

laugh……

She hummed with contempt in her nostrils, as if she had noticed it

No...No...

I quickly continued, my voice was trembling, and I wish I could slap myself a few big mouths, and my book fell down!

I finally succeeded in saying a complete sentence

Is that true?

She looked down suspiciously, no Ah!

She looked up at me, and her tone became stiff. I thought that after all, the two old men next to me had their squinting eyes facing me. I wanted to find a slit to drill down.

Just...it's under your chair!

I pointed at the bottom of her seat

She bent her head hard, and the hair behind her head surged up to cover her forehead, covering her face

Oh, it's below

She raised her head and said apologetically

I originally planned to pick it up, but your legs blocked it. I saw you are still sleeping...

I'm a little confident

I didn't fall asleep...

Her face turned red suddenly. If you don’t call me, I’ll help you!

She lowered her head and reached out to pull under the seat as she said

Thank you!

I took the book she handed over and said sincerely, while using my fingers to dust it off, fortunately it was just a little dusted off. The reason why books are precious to me is just because of a fetish, not because the contents are so precious.

After all this trouble, Rongrong stopped sleeping with her eyes closed, turned her head and looked out the window, and stopped reading. I couldn't find anything to say to her, maybe she was guilty.

It seems like there is something unexplained between the two people, and it seems to be apart.

Maybe there is no closeness between us, but I just wishfully intoxicated myself. I regard this silent silence as a protest stalemate

I don't know how long it took, but the darkness outside quietly retreated, gradually seeing the outline of the things outside, and the village from afar was silent

The sky gradually brightened, the lights in the carriage were also turned off, and the sky above was covered with clouds. This was a rare weather in the beginning of August in Chongqing - Chongqing has not yet subsided at this time, and it is mostly a bright and sunny day.

The land here is yellow and clear, with vast and vast lands. You can rarely see the hills. Even if you can see the hills, they are still abrupt and short, different from the land in our hometown and Chongqing. The mountains over us are one by one, like a mountain ocean. Except for a few flat areas, most of the land is trapezoidal worlds along the hills. It turns out that I am far away from home, far away from Chongqing, and far away from my heart...

The world has become wider, and I finally realized what it means to come from the mountains

That sentence, between the world, people have become smaller and closer to the land

Huashan!

A passenger pointed outside and said

I looked in the direction of his finger, and I finally saw the strange mountains in the Huashan Sword Contest. Since ancient times, it has been described by literati and poets as such. From the height of the mountain, it is not surprising to me who grew up in the mountains since childhood. It is just that there are no mountains around or the land is too peaceful, so Mount Hua is so outstanding. It is a bit like the saying goes, "There is no tiger in the mountains and the monkeys dominate the king."

However, the shape of the mountain is unique, just like being sharpened by a knife, it is particularly steep

Only then did I realize that our train was driving on the land of the Guanzhong Plain. I was amazed by this vast land. It turned out that this was what was mentioned in "Records of the Grand Historian" and the Kingdom of Heavenly Prefecture. No wonder the ancestors of the Qin Dynasty wanted to choose this land, no wonder Liu Bang wanted to take back Guanzhong no matter what. It turned out that this place was really a place with a domineering spirit.

Seeing Huashan means we are not far from Xi'an South Station. Sure enough, we arrived in less than half an hour. The two old men next to us got off the bus with two children. I heard the children call me from afar, Mom

I thought there would be new passengers coming to sit next to me, but the train started, and there was still empty beside me, only Wang Rong and I were left. She put her elbow on her chin and looked out the window intently. I looked at her and felt that she had no intention of talking. She lay helplessly on her seat. In order not to let her have a misunderstanding of the melon field plum blossoms, I lay in my sideways and lying inwards.

I didn't sleep all night, my abdomen was empty, and my eyes were as if they were heavy and heavy as if they were closed. I fell asleep quickly

In a daze, I heard a girl calling me: Yu, Yu... The voice was very anxious, as if I had been looking for me for a long time. The voice sounded very familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was.

I quickly climbed off my seat and almost fell on the iron ground of the train. I looked in the direction of the sound. A familiar face suddenly appeared at the place where the train carriages were handed over. Xin'er's sweaty and pretty face. She called my name while walking. When she saw me waved at her, she limped and walked to me, still wearing the black vest and blue denim shorts she wore yesterday morning.