Chapter 3 Lust

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Between the two talking and laughing, the speeding train gradually drove out of Donggang Railway Station, getting faster and faster, and gradually threw away this new city that was rapidly rising on the coast of East China.

Although the train has just left for less than ten minutes, the "working" dining car staff on the train have begun to push the dining car to sell, "Boxed lunch, boxed lunch... 10 yuan a piece"

"Cut, I'm sick. The car just drove. Who will eat boxed lunch? "Desturbing people's clear dreams" Nie Pan muttered a few words, ready to put on the headphones of his mobile phone, and listen to MP3 for a while to pass the long journey.

"Who said no one ate it? I haven't had breakfast yet!"

While eating the lover Mei and retorting Nie Pan's words, Song Xiyan raised her hand to sell boxed lunch, and then threw the lover Mei in her hand to the boring Nie Pan opposite side and said, "I'm also idle. Move your mouth..."

Seeing that the beautiful girl is so generous, Nie Pan was a little embarrassed for the indifference he showed at the beginning. He shook his head and said, "No, this is eaten by couples. Others will treat us as lovers..."

Song Xiyan smiled and said, "Okay, I'm worried that I'm not alone on the way. Why don't you be the couple on my journey for the time being... Oh, by the way, I forgot to ask you if you are going to Yinchuan?"

Nie Pan just nodded, and the salesperson's aunt who was pushing the stainless steel dining car has come over and asked Song Xiyan who stood up and said, "Boxed lunch, boxed lunch, fresh boxed lunch just out of the pot, 10 yuan a piece, one?"

"10 yuan? Isn't it all 5 yuan?"

Song Xiyan stretched out her hand in her pocket and was ready to pay. Hearing the salesperson's aunt's words, she braked sharply and asked.

At about 40 years old, some chubby salespersons said impatiently, "Now the price of firewood, rice, oil and salt is rising, and the price of vegetables is rising like a rocket. Where is there a boxed lunch of 5 yuan? Do you want to, don't go?"

"Let's go, let's go, it's so expensive. The poor can't afford to eat instant noodles..." Song Xiyan waved her hand and took away the unhappy salesperson's aunt.

"Sister, you won't be so stingy, will you? Is a box of lunch so stingy? Nie Pan's words subconsciously popped out.

Song Xiyan took out another bag of lover plums from her bag, tore it off skillfully, and put on the previous posture. While filling her mouth with plums, she taught Nie Pan: 'What is stingy? I don't want to be slaughtered. After a while, I'll turn around for 8 yuan, and then turn around for 5 yuan. Believe it or not? I can buy two boxes of lunch for 10 yuan.

Nie Pan was speechless, but when he thought about it carefully, that's what the beautiful sister said. He used to live the life of his second ancestor who opened his mouth and stretched out his hand. He didn't know that the world was difficult. Now I've been working for two months, working as a small security guard in a film and television company in Donggang, with a salary of 2,000 yuan a month. For me, this 10 yuan boxed lunch is really not cheap. "It seems that I have to learn from a beautiful sister in the future!" Nie Pan said to himself in his heart.

The salesman's aunt walked around and pushed the car back. Maybe there were too few passengers in the car, and the boxed lunch in the car basically did not move. When she came to Nie Pan and the other two, the aunt was a little unhappy and took out a box of lunches and put them on the table in front of Song Xiyan. "Here you are, 5 yuan for you. !"

Although the aunt is talking to Song Xiyan, her eyes are staring at Nie Pan. That kind of eyes can be understood without explaining Nie Pan, which means contempt...

"Damn it, what does it matter to me? You won't treat me as your boyfriend. I don't think I can afford to invite my girlfriend to eat boxed lunch, right? Nie Pan felt aggrieved, shrugged his shoulders, spread out his hands, and made an innocent expression.

Song Xiyan quickly took out a brand-new 10 yuan from the lady's handbag and handed it to the salesperson's aunt, "One more, two pairs of chopsticks."

After leaving two boxes of boxed lunch and two pairs of chopsticks, the aunt pushed the cart away and saw that she was very unhappy in her business.

Nie Pan could hear his aunt walking and muttered, "Oh, what kind of world is it now? Men need women to feed, and a box of lunch is sold by women for themselves. Really..."

Nie Pan was speechless and made an aggrieved expression to Song Xiyan and said, "I don't know where this aunt looks at me like your boyfriend?"

Song Xiyan blinked her eyes at Nie Pan, smiled brightly, revealing two rows of braided teeth, and said with a smile, "It's like everywhere! Look at the clothes we wear, hats, shoes, socks, and food, which one is not like a couple? As he spoke, he opened the boxed lunch and prepared to have a full meal.

No, one of them is wearing a cyan cap, the other is wearing a white hat on the seat, and there is a pair of white travel shoes under their feet. The socks are actually pure cotton sports socks, and the posture is the same when sitting on the spacious seat. Everyone holds a bag of love plums in their hands, although Nie Pan refuses. I didn't eat it, but I still stuffed several things into my mouth. It's strange that the two of them are not treated as lovers.

"Well, have you had good luck? It seems that it will be a wonderful journey. Is it the means to pick up girls on the Internet to study life with this beautiful girl who is three years older than herself?

This idea in Nie Pan's heart flashed away. I didn't go to play in the mountains and rivers, nor did I go to pick up girls and play. I went to pursue the truth of my father's death. I went to take risks in the ancient tomb. I must do it right and do it well, otherwise there will be retribution!

"Although there is no god in the world, there should be a god in people's hearts. They must always be in awe, cultivate themselves, and be indifferent to their ambitions, so that they can be a noble person..." This is the motto left by his father to Nie Pan.

Thinking of this, the frivolous idea that had just risen in Nie Pan's heart immediately disappeared, so he sat upright, put on his shoes, looked at Song Xiyan, who was ready to eat, and asked, "Hey, beauty, won't you eat so much?" Do you want to eat two servings for one person?

"What, I bought this for you. I guess you didn't have breakfast, did you? Hurry up and eat while it's hot..."

Song Xiyan handed a boxed lunch to Nie Pan, then opened her boxed lunch, split the sanitary chopsticks, took the boxed lunch and pulled it to her mouth and said,

After listening to Song Xiyan's words, a warm current rose in Nie Pan's heart. He was warm and moved, but he was even more ashamed in his heart. He felt extremely ashamed of the arrogant attitude, sharp words and contempt of the beautiful woman in front of him.

I just put on such a "hanging" appearance to pretend to be 13, but a girl doesn't mind at all. I even despise people who have big breasts and buttocks and lack brains. It seems that they are shallow.

Why do you laugh at others? If it were me, I could only buy a box of lunch for 10 yuan, and they bought two boxes, and specially bought a box for myself. I don't mind what I did at all. In contrast, I am really inferior in terms of cultivation and learning.

There are two kinds of people in the world, one is great wisdom, and the other is great wisdom. It is obvious that they are the latter.

Father is right. Although there are no gods in this world, everyone must always be in awe of gods, and why should they be like this to people? Everyone has his own advantages behind his own shortcomings. He should always be in awe of everyone. Don't bully young people!

Although I have changed the habits of the darts, I have not changed the psychology of the "second ancestor". If I want to be truly "Nirvana rebirth", I must make a thorough change from the heart to my behavior, from the soul to the body, to be regarded as a real nirvana rebirth

The train continued to fly westward, gradually away from the traffic, away from high-rise buildings, from the intertwined cities of reinforced concrete, and away from the roaring factories of machines.

It's the end of October. The weeds on both sides of the railway are turning yellow, and the bare trees on the side of the road in the distance are full of winter desolation.

Song Xiyan, who was lowering her head and eating rice, ate half of it. Only then did she find that Nie Pan, who was sitting on the opposite side, looked respectful and respectful, seemed to be contemplating, as if he was too empty, and seemed to be a different person from the previous arrogant appearance.

Song Xiyan pushed the boxed lunch forward and said, "Eat, what are you looking at? Don't you look down on me? ...I only have the financial ability to treat you to a boxed lunch."

"Beauty, thank you. Thank you very much, but I'm eating." Nie Pan has experienced the baptism of the soul just now, and his tone has become much more respectful, and his previous arrogant attitude has disappeared.

"Well, if you didn't say it earlier, I thought you didn't eat. Why did you eat so early?" Song Xiyan shook her head innocently.

"Ha ha, don't you have to get up early to catch the bus, so I got up early for a while to eat." Nie Pan said with a smile.

Song Xiyan scratched her head when she heard the words and muttered, "Well, it seems that everyone is more diligent than me. I'm the only lazy person... Whoo-hoo..."

Before waiting for Nie Pan to speak, Song Xiyan sent out a series of questions: "Oh, by the way, are you from Donggang? What unit do you work in? What are you going to do in Ningxia? How old are you this year?

"I'm from Donggang. I'm working as a designer in an advertising company. I'm going to Yinchuan to visit the King's Mausoleum of Xixia. I'm 20 years old."

Nie Pan didn't want to reveal the purpose of his trip. After all, his experience was a little strange. He didn't want to tell others that he was a security guard, so what he said was half true and half false.

"Well, are you going to Wangling, too? Ha ha, okay, I'm going to go to Wangling to write a collection. We are on our way. You can be my flower protector... Hee hee, I'll take care of your meal. I feel a little afraid to go to Wangling alone..."

Hearing Nie Pan's words, Song Xiyan, who was lowering her head and spitting rice in her mouth, looked up with a bright smile and talked while eating rice.

Nie Pan was also stunned: "Well, are you also going to the Royal Tomb?" Where is it not good to travel on such a cold day? Do you have to go to such a damn place?

"Ghost place? Is it scary? I haven't been there... Oh, it's miserable, I've been miserable by this damn pervert..." Song Xiyan muttered with an unfortunate expression while eating.

"The Mausoleum of Xixia is just the grave of the dead. What's so beautiful? Although it has been developed and built now, it is still a little interesting when the weather is warm. Now in this cold season, it is just a few bare mounds, and it is gloomy and horrible when it is cloudy. You, a girl, don't travel to a romantic place. Why do you go to such a damn place?

Nie Pan stuffed a plum into his mouth and began to educate the beautiful woman in front of him as a senior. Once the chat box was opened, Nie Pan actually said more than anyone else. This is his habit of picking up girls on the Internet, which is difficult to change for a while.

"Alas... You think I'm not hurt by the damn pervert boss..."

"What do you mean?" Nie Pan really doesn't understand. Since he doesn't understand, it's natural to ask.

Song Xiyan basically finished eating at this time. She pushed the lunch box aside, took out a pile of fragrant napkins from her bag and wiped her lips and said, "Do you want to hear it? Then I'll tell you briefly, I'm the person... It's not from Donggang. My hometown is Luxi. I studied in the journalism department of a university in Nanjing. After graduation, I applied to be a reporter in Donggang Daily. However, it's still an internship period now. Everything was fine. Who knows... My boss is the news department. Ren is actually an old pervert. He is almost fifty years old, and he still wants to rule me... Er, I'm ah!"

As Song Xiyan spoke, she made a vomit-up action. It could be seen that she hated this boss who had bad intentions against her.

"I don't even look at myself being thin like a hemp rod. I don't know if Yang Wei doesn't lift it anymore, and he still wants to think about this girl? It's really blind. How can this girl's personality make him feel good? But... They held great power and couldn't follow the unspoken rules, so they put on small shoes for me and arranged a special report to go to the Mausoleum of Xixia. You said that on this cold day, I picked my mother..."

Nie Pan's huge sweat did not know whether the originally elegant Song Meimei was because she was too excited, or because she despised this lustful boss from the bottom of her heart. At this moment, she completely ignored the image and cursed.

Song Xiyan pointed to the large black-framed glasses put aside and said, "Do you think I like to wear things that destroy my image? Nowadays, the people in this world are not old, and it is not an era when women can dress up as men. When a girl goes out, for the sake of safety, she has to vilify herself..."

Nie Pan was speechless. Only then did he understand the reason for the black-framed glasses. Compared with others, his experience was simply not worth mentioning. He thought that he was pretending to be trendy. In fact, what he really mocked was himself. Nie Pan could only nod to Song Xiyan with a wry smile.

"Ok, I've finished eating and thrown away the garbage. I'll talk to you when I come back..."

Song Xiyan stood up and put on her shoes, stuck the lunch box in her hand, and walked through the corridor to the place where the garbage was thrown at the junction of the carriage.

Nie Pan stroked her chin behind her and stared at Song Xiyan's figure from behind. He had to praise her, "What a great beauty". If she changed into a figure-showing fashion and put on a pair of high heels, it must be very eye-catching.

There are more than 30 people sitting sparsely in the train. Basically, each person occupies at least two seats, most of whom are male passengers. Therefore, it is very eye-catching for a beautiful woman like Song Xiyan to walk in the carriage. Song Xiyan herself can also feel a lot of eyes focused on his back, mostly feeling. Stunning eyes.

However, there are exceptions. At least now there is a pair of greedy and lustful eyes coming, and the malicious eyes are scanning Song Xiyan's chest, and the expression on her face is extremely obscene. This is a man about thirty-five or sixteen years old, with a goatee, long shoulder-length hair, extremely obscene, wearing a brown jacket and playing cards with several companions with a poker in his hand.

When passing by the goatee, Song Xiyan found that he had three companions. The innermost one was a big bald man with a bandit face and a fierce smell in his eyes. The top of his head was oily and shining with the window glass of the car, which complemented each other.

This man looks like a big brother. Although it is October, he only wears a white shirt on his upper body, and the top two buttons are open, deliberately revealing the finger-like golden necklace hanging around his neck and the green dragon tattoo on his chest. He holds a poker in his right hand, and Song Xiyan's hair Now he wears at least three rings on his five fingers. Because his bald head is facing Song Xiyan, he doesn't notice her outstanding beauty, otherwise he doesn't know what kind of expression she will show.

Beside the bald head is a "yellow hair" who is about eighteen or nineteen years old. Looking at the dress and appearance, you can be sure at a glance that this is a horse.

On the opposite side of the bald head and yellow hair, in addition to the obscene goatee, there is also an ordinary-looking flat head, about 30 years old. An ordinary face is like white paper without words. Except for the cyan Zhongshan suit on his body that can leave an impression, it makes people have nothing. Fa raised his interest and looked at it for the second time.

When Song Xiyan passed the four-person seat, Goat Hu intentionally or unintentionally stretched out a polished leather shoe, as if he wanted to trip Song Xiyan, with a light smile on his face. Song Xiyan quickly dodged, pretended to turn a blind eye, and quickly walked to the bathroom at the end of the carriage.

After Song Xiyan passed by them, the bald man finally found this best beauty. He was suddenly surprised and showed his light eyes. ** stood up suddenly with a smile, and his eyes radiated greedy light. The poker in his hand suddenly fell on the table. His hand with three rings stroked his chin and groping. "Fuck you, it's the best! Why is there such a beautiful woman in Donggang? Just looking at this back makes me fucking lost my soul. How about not paying attention to the front? Goat... Can you see it clearly? Don't be fascinated by a thousand behind your back, and scare ten thousand people to death in the front, hey hey..."