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Chapter 81: Laurie and I Sit Down
After leaving the University City and crossing the Long Land Sky Bridge, the subway leads to Guangdian Road in Jiangnan District.
Yunlong Herbal Shop is located on Kwanshon Road.
Follow the crowded crowd through the ticket-cutting and along the long hand lift to reach the bustling underground world. It crosses the subway and connects the four nearby provinces.
In the last hundred years, the technology tree has exploded, just as it has accumulated skill points. This subway world, like the spider web, is unimaginable to those hundreds of years ago.
Due to something like flying swords, although not visible to ordinary people, Book Sailing cautiously dodged the security system... the entrance security here is very relaxed, maybe that's why it never happened.
If security checks continue to be so relaxed, there will be problems in the future, won't there?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Song Shuhang stepped onto the hand-held elevator and through the guardrail of the hand-held elevator, you can see the dense crowd coming out of the subway.
Most people have tired faces. The pace of life is accelerating, forcing modern people to spin like gyros, and in the end people don't even know why they want to live at such a fast pace, why they are so busy and tired. The more so, the more numb, the less joy is found in life.
If I hadn't come into contact with the Kyushu-1 group, this numb life would have been my future.
At this time, a figure from the crowd appeared in the eyes of the book sailing.
It was a working man's uncle, in a hurry, with a briefcase in his left hand.
The last time I dropped money in front of Song Shuhang, I also mistakenly thought that Shuhang was an uncle of liars.
Song Shuhang touched his wallet - he still has the money he lost last time. Unfortunately, however, there was no opportunity to return the money to each other. The handrails on and off the subway are separated by tall bars of sunshine in order to prevent people from doing dangerous things across the elevator.
If you ever get to see him again, make sure you give him the money back.
Anyway, it always felt a little strange about the uncle's behavior. Uncle always seems to be hiding behind some tall body, sneaking...
The two of them went up and down and crossed from the handrail elevator.
Song Shuhang smiled softly and found the subway to Guangdong Road and waited in front of the platform.
Perhaps because of the college entrance exam, today's subway passenger traffic is particularly large, the front row of the platform grows dragon, and there are constantly people joining the team to increase the length.
The refrigeration equipment on the platform is completely ineffective due to the overcrowding.
Song Shuhang had a young mother holding her daughter, complaining in very hard Chinese: “It's so hot. ”
“There are too many people today and the refrigeration effect is completely useless.” Behind his young mother, a man with a white shirt loosened his neck and was helpless.
The little girl with the young mother threw up her tongue playfully, also in very rigid Chinese: “The air doesn't circulate, it's boring. ”
She was about four or five years old, had short Qi ears, big eyes, and was dressed like a porcelain doll.
“The car is almost here. Be patient.” The white shirt man laughed bitterly. Since today is a college entrance exam and traffic is jammed, they chose to travel by subway. I didn't expect the subway to have more traffic, I knew it would be better to drive, at least the air conditioning in the car is more comfortable than here.
When the family complained, the little girl suddenly felt a very cool feeling in front of her, and she couldn't help but lean forward.
“Oops!” She hit something like a wall and it hurts.
But the wall was so cool that it felt like lying on a cold bed in the flaming sun that she couldn't help but rub herself against the cold wall.
“...” Song Shuhang turned his head, some silent staring at him, rubbing like a happy kitten.
Since mastering the use of mental power, he has been able to actively control the cold air of the soul sealing ice beads and keep the cold air close to his body surface. Otherwise, on a hot summer day, he emits chills like human refrigeration, which can easily lead to suspicion.
But is it so low-key, furry or so appealing?
“Hug... sorry, sorry!” Young mothers kept apologizing to Book Navigation in rigid Chinese while reaching out to pull their daughters back.
My daughter has been a little afraid of having a baby since she arrived in Huaxia with her father because she doesn't have a good command of Chinese. What's wrong with holding a stranger like this for so long? Is it because the weather is so hot that my daughter's brain is dead?
“Don't... Mom, don't!” The little girl died with Song Shuhang in her arms. She never let go.
Young mother and child his father was a little embarrassed.
“I'm so sorry, kids don't know much about it.” The white shirt daddy had a twitch in his mouth and reached out to drag his daughter back.
“Don't, definitely, don't pull me again! We're fucked, Dad. We're fucked!” The little girl screamed, her mouth open, and she wanted to cry.
Dad reached for half his hand and it was stuck.
Suddenly, the eyes of all around them gathered towards the book.
At this time Song Shuhang is maintaining a state of ‘vigilance’ and is particularly sensitive to everything around him. With so many sights gathering, he felt a sense of arrows all by himself.
“Why don't I give you a hug?” Song Shuhang asked cautiously because he feared being treated as a human trafficker.
Not waiting for the little girl's parents to answer, Little Lori had flew into the arms of the book voyage, shrinking her legs and climbing like a monkey to the body of the book.
What else could Dad do besides laugh? You can still laugh!
He smiled back, “Thank you, little brother. ”
Song Shuhang gently hugged the little girl and let her lean against her shoulder in a comfortable position.
Little Laurie hugged the book and threw up her tongue at her young mother and dad. Then she enjoyed the breath, and she felt like it was the most comfortable thing to do in a hot summer - heaven on this big brother!
When Daddy saw this white shirt, he suddenly sucked, and lost and lonely: Daughter, Daughter... not his own!
Young mother looked at Song Shuhang with some curiosity and couldn't figure out why this seemingly ordinary teenager attracted her daughter?
Well, if you look closely, he's a good young man. A good man at first sight?
Perhaps some autistically sensitive daughters will like to stick to him lately because he is a good person?
Pretty mama thought about it, and the train was driving from afar, and the subway came to the station.
White shirt Daddy takes advantage of his physique and enters the subway to fight for a place.
Unfortunately, however, the seat had been occupied a few stops earlier, and he was embarrassed to look to Song Shuhang.
My daughter is five years old and it's not easy to hold her. The teenager looked a little thin, and he was worried about how long he could hold his daughter.
Song Shuhang returned with a gentle smile and helpful pleasure. Raising his hand was a pleasant thing for him, and he had not yet intended to give up that pleasure.
Little Laurie lays on the shoulder of Book Sailing, rubbing a few happy moments from time to time, satisfying her face...
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More than half an hour later.
Subway tip, station to station at Jingli Square.
The white shirt daddy finally relieved himself and in one stop he reached his destination.
His daughter had fallen asleep on the shoulders of the young man.
Juveniles don't look good, they look thin, but they're in great shape. I held my daughter for over half an hour, but she looked relaxed. And he has noticed that every time the subway stops braking, the teenager's feet are as rooted on the ground, unwavering!
“Little brother, we'll be at the station in a minute. Little girl doesn't understand, this trip is really troublesome, I appreciate it. Little brother not here yet?” The white shirt daddy cautiously stretched his hand and picked up the sleeping daughter from the book sailor.
“No trouble, I still have a few stops. Little girl is cute, hahahaha.” Song Shuhang smiled and handed the little girl back.
In fact… he has already oversat.
He had arrived three stops earlier, just watching the little girl in his arms sleep sweetly. He had a bad personal seizure and held her for three more stops.
So he'll have to take the subway and turn around later!