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Chapter 9 Ch9 Carriage

On the map of the European plate, the distance between Vienna and Budapest (even the longest border between the two countries) in the same time zone is not very long, and there are many transportation options to choose between the two places. Among them, The most popular travel methods for tourists are the train and the bus, and the journey time is only 15 minutes apart.

Shen Teng has not woken up so early since last week when he temporarily decided to take an early flight from Yancheng to Jiangcheng. When he dragged his heavy steps this morning and smashed himself and his backpack into the seat, he felt a splitting headache. , and he was deeply sure that Qin Zheng must be teasing him on purpose - obviously the Railjet high-speed train is the fastest and most comfortable means of direct transportation between the two places, but he just bought a stop-and-go regional train ticket for Shen Teng .

When standing on the platform of the station, hanging his head and feeling the gray-blue sky in the peripheral vision gradually emerging into the orange-gold morning light, Shen Teng's right eyelid twitched endlessly, and almost turned around and left to buy a Eurail pass again. The idea of ​​another place that no one knows, but when the train pulled into the station and he was distracted, he was surrounded by passengers and wrapped in an old movie-like car.

At the end of March, Vienna and the whole of Europe are about to usher in the peak tourist season, but the departure time of this train is too early, and there are not few empty seats in the carriages.

However, someone took the seat opposite Shen Teng first.

They were a young East Asian couple in a foreign country occupied by Caucasians. When they saw a friendly Asian compatriot appearing in front of them, the two of them visibly refreshed, but Shen Teng sat down and looked at each other. It was closed quickly, and the brim of the hat was lowered down, leaving no chance for the other party to strike up a conversation.

He was too sleepy and in no mood to talk to strangers at the moment.

Most of the passengers on the morning train did not eat breakfast. The young couple took out a bento box containing rice balls while talking in a low voice.

The wall clock on the wall was ticking silently, Shen Teng folded his arms and closed his eyes to rest his mind, with his index finger on his arms silently reading along with the second hand.

He tried his best to find a little bit of Austrian imperial charm from the overly expressive Korean context, but unfortunately the effect was very small.While meditating, the sound of someone's footsteps suddenly appeared next to my ears.

Shen Ma's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyelids. When he saw the snow-white dress and the slender legs that obviously belonged to the girl under the brim of the peaked cap, the heartbeat that was about to rise to his throat in an instant was silent, infinite, Fall back forever.

There are obviously many empty seats in this carriage, but the other party really sits beside him without any room for change.

Shen Teng closed his eyes again.

Qin Zheng will not come, he realized very clearly.

Checking out in the early morning, when Shen Teng walked out of the guest room, he noticed that the "Do Not Disturb" sign had been removed from the doorknob opposite the corridor, and after going downstairs, the front desk lady told him that "your companion has left." .

Qin Zheng didn't get on the train to Budapest, and the train to Paris was later, but Qin Zheng left earlier.

Also, he never indicated in any way that the ticket he bought for himself would lead to either of those two locations.And even if Qin Zheng really had the same ticket as Shen Teng's, he still had a great possibility to go to the airport to buy the latest flight back home after checking out last night.

There is no legal contractual relationship between them, as long as one person stops, the story will come to an abrupt end.

As for the reason for the end... maybe Qin Zheng couldn't resist his father's order after all, or maybe he also felt tired.

Whether it should be said or not, His Majesty is really good at turning against customers.

Shen Teng, who hadn't been emotionally manipulated like this for a long time, looked up at the deserted platform outside the car window, clicked his tongue lightly, and mumbled to himself inarticulately: "Sly guy."

"Female...first...you, how are you?"

There is a little girl's greeting in my ear, the voice is as soft as a snowflake.Shen Teng was absent-minded, until the Korean in the background sound gradually disappeared under the Chinese question, he didn't react, raised his eyebrows slightly, and turned his head to look over.

The little girl sitting next to him had a fair and delicate face, but her face was already blushing.

Shen Toma, who is best at recruiting all kinds of men and little girls, nodded to her without any surprise, and looked into her eyes patiently with a gentlemanly demeanor——and uncontrollably wandered to the other side behind the girl windows.

The train starts.

There are less than ten people in this empty carriage, and half of them are gathered in their corner, but what is the situation?Is this car assigned seats by nationality?

"My name is Shen Teng, Chinese." He kindly broke the embarrassment that the girl couldn't tell his gender just now.

"Hello..." The girl spoke with difficulty, it was hard to imagine that she would take the initiative to talk to Shen Teng just now.

"What's your name?" Shen Teng took the initiative to guide the topic, trying to add vitality to the boring journey of more than three hours.

"Shen Sui."

"Oh? My family." Shen Teng raised a little interest.

"Every year, every year, do you still miss it every now and then?"

Only he would give himself some ambiguous and weird names without knowing the meaning. As expected, the girl replied shyly: "Every year."

Shen Teng nodded, seeming to think that there was not much difference.

Shen Sui squeezed the wide-brimmed hat in his hand, and asked shyly and actively: "Is your shan the mountain's mountain?"

Shen Teng let out a "hmm" and said casually, "I was born on the mountain."

Shen Sui made a sudden realization expression.

Silly, I'm really worried that she will be cheated.

Oh, she has been tricked by me.

The big liar Shen Toma subconsciously turned his head to look for the colorful expressions on Qin Zheng's face, but what awaited him was only the large golden farmland flowing in the sunlight outside the car window, and his astonished expression reflected on the window.

Is there any mistake? Did Qin Zheng cast some kind of magic trick on him?

After eating the rice balls, the Koreans began to point to the scenery outside the window and whisper. Shen Teng turned his head back with a solemn mood, looked at Shen Sui's facial features for a moment, and said seriously: "Are you traveling alone?"

The girl shook her head, then nodded again: "It wasn't originally, but now... yes."

Shen Teng understandably lowered his tone: "The companion left you and ran away?"

He couldn't wait to find a sympathetic partner immediately, so as to help him figure out the source of his current mood swings, but Shen Sui replied shyly: "I dumped him."

"..."

Shen Teng blinked and smiled: "You are so powerful."

The fate of the gypsy girl in front of the crystal ball is reversed. It turns out that this is not the girl Shen Teng, but the girl Qin Zheng.

The tense mind was half released by the invisible hand, Shen Ma leaned his back against the wall of the train car, tilted his head on the seat, with an expression of wanting to listen patiently.

Shen Sui was flustered by his staring, and his face turned even redder when he pursed his lips, and when Shen Teng realized that his overly westernized social manner seemed to be a bit rude to this little girl, Shen Sui finally spoke.

"I followed him because I liked him."

The girl's voice was soft, and there was a bit of grievance that anyone who heard it would pity.

The right eyelid was still twitching incessantly, and it was unknown whether it was caused by a physiological reaction or a mood swing, and Shen Teng's eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.

He cautiously and cautiously lowered his voice and asked: "Then you don't like him now?"

like.

This word was too unfamiliar to Shen Teng, even when he said it meaninglessly, his gums seemed to contain gravel, making his throat tight.

He never seemed to say "like" to anyone.

Even when he was entangled with Qin Zheng to the point that his soul was about to be crushed, he seemed to be dumbfounded by poison, and he was tossed until his bones were about to fall apart, and he refused to say the simplest and most touching sentence easily. love words.The Shen family is very stingy with Shi Yu, who they love. It is estimated that Edwin has never heard Shen Yuru say that he loves him.

Qin Zheng is very nice, Shen Teng likes to get along with him, but does Shen Teng like him?

He couldn't tell.

After so many years, Qin Zheng is indeed the most favorite person in Playboy's heart, but Shen Teng's heart is a durian, too much.

The second young master doesn't look like him, but he must be better in essence.Qin Zheng's internal and external conditions are so superior that he has never lacked suitors since he was a teenager. Although Shen Teng never took the initiative to ask about his past love history, but thinking about it, he probably won't be much inferior to himself. It should be rich very.

As proud as Qin Zheng, there is no need, and no need at all, to chase after someone like Shen Teng who doesn't know what "single-mindedness" and "eternity" are.

"I like it." Shen Sui replied.

Shen Teng didn't seem to hear clearly, he woke up from the memory, and it took him a long time to remember what question he asked her just now.

"You left him..." Shen Teng paused word by word, trying to understand the Chinese that suddenly became difficult and obscure in her mouth.

"But you still like him?"

Shen Sui nodded, the tranquility and gentleness in the girl's eyes made the originally shy blush look much clearer at this moment.

"Then does he like you too?" Shen Teng asked.

"I think I like it too." Shen Sui replied.

At this moment, she is not the female version of Qin Zheng, nor is she the female version of Shen Teng. She is a wise person who truly knows how to love, separated from these two vulgar people.

Shen Teng raised his fingertips thoughtfully, and pressed on the eyelids that stopped convulsing at some point.

Shen Sui can say "like" and "being liked" frankly and definitely, but Shen Teng can't do it, so he doesn't think the little girl's emotional experience has any reference value for him, but this does not prevent him from feeling that her "Like" is moving.

Counting carefully, although Shen Teng has been wandering in the flowers for so many years, he has never talked about a serious love... for a while.

In a field that is opposite to what he is good at, Shen Teng can be called pure and amazing.

It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to experience the mysterious and powerful power unique to this kind of love.

Shen Teng looked sideways at the field scenery outside the window, his mind was unexpectedly calm, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

Human beings are so infatuated with happy endings that even he, a guy who put "love" in a dispensable place, uncontrollably gave birth to a faint feeling for his doomed lonely ending at this moment. of regret.You know, during this period, he always thought the ending was super cool, okay?

Shen Teng, a person who loves leisure and hates work, spent a happy life together with dullness and laziness; he has not done any good deeds, but in spirit, he is really a good person.

——Applying and tampering with the great Pushkin, how about just writing the epitaph like this?

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's time to get your tickets out."

The conductor came to check the ticket.

The Korean couple snuggled together, yawned and took out the ticket from their pockets and handed it over.The train conductor is not very old, and has not been polished by the repetitive movements day after day, year after year. He can still find new and interesting things in the same job with his natural humor. It's an Asian, his eyes lit up obviously, and then he said the sentence just now in Japanese that is not standard for foreigners.

It's a pity that there is no one here.

In the eyes of Europeans, not only are Chinese, Japanese and Korean food indistinguishable, but the people of the three countries are also exactly the same.

And in the eyes of Asians, this joke is not funny at all.

Realizing that he had made an own mistake, the conductor shrugged nonchalantly, returned Shen Sui's ticket to her, and took the ticket handed over by Shen Ting.

"..."

The machine for ticket cancellation has not been pressed for a long time. The conductor raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Tom with an indifferent face. His eyes turned back and landed on the Korean couple who were talking head-to-head in encrypted conversation opposite Shen Tom. After a pause, they turned to Shen Sui The dazed and innocent face made a big circle, and finally met Shen Mabafeng's unmoving eyes again.

Not knowing what brought his interest back up, the conductor pressed the checked sign on the ticket, smiled vaguely, returned the ticket to Shen Teng, and left.

What performance art is he performing?

Shen Teng held his ticket between his fingers, and looked at the sky outside the window for a long time, but couldn't see any clues.

"that……"

Shen Teng looked back in response, and was surprised to find that Shen Sui's face turned red again.

"Actually, I just wanted to say--sorry, Mr. Shen, you are actually sitting in my seat. You seem to be in the wrong car."

Like a terminally ill patient returning to life, Shen Teng straightened his back limp on the car wall.

He made too much movement to sit up, startling the little girl and the couple opposite.Looking at the ticket that was instantly squeezed into a ball of waste paper in Shen Teng's palm, Shen Sui waved his hands in fright: "No, it's okay, you can continue..."

Shen Teng picked up the backpack in the corner of the seat, stood up and leaned against Shen Sui's ear, after taking a short deep breath, he laughed with trembling mouth.

"No, it does. Thank you, dear."

"Dear" was so teased by his few words that his face turned red, Shen Sui shyly put his wide-brimmed hat on top of his head, grabbed the brim of the hat with both hands and poked his head out of the seat, facing Shen Teng with some staggering for some reason Looking from behind, she raised her soft voice: "Mr. Shen, who was born on the mountain, I wish you the best of luck!"

"Istenáld jonmeg (God bless you)!" she answered in Hungarian with a wave of the long-haired man before he disappeared.

God bless you.

God bless me.

From the 6th car to the 9th car, Shen Teng travels in the opposite direction to the train.

The rural scenery framed by the car window seemed to be doubled and blurred. He just walked past one carriage and another, and the repeated scenes made Shen Ma's nerves numb and he lost the ability to recognize time.

In the corner of the eye, the rapidly changing scenery of the car window is like an overturned paint plate, from which he cannot distinguish the edge of the sky and the wilderness. The unfamiliar faces and languages ​​tend to be static and silent in the double-speed playback, as if he passed by one scene after another. funny mime.

But when the angle of view was changed, when the passengers in the carriage turned their indifferent or curious gazes to the only passer-by, the audience suddenly realized that Shen Teng was the protagonist of this mime.

He might be playing an asthmatic, short of breath, desperate to survive before his strength fails.He grabbed the collar and tore off the hat that was causing headaches. At the junction of carriages 8 and 9, Shen Teng stood in front of the closed carriage door. For the first time in his life, he actually felt shrinking.

Hey, that's not your style.

Shen Teng closed his eyes and took a deep breath, pursed his lips, opened his eyes, and pushed open the car door in front of him, which symbolized an uncertain future.

There were even fewer people in the 9th car, only a man was sitting in the same position as Shen Sui in the 6th car.

Shen Teng walked over holding his ticket and backpack that had been completely invalidated.

In just a dozen steps, he has never walked so slowly in his life.

Shen Teng stopped in front of the man.

A gray hooded sweater, a black nylon bomber jacket, the familiar defensive posture of crossed arms, a diamond-encrusted watch that has nothing to do with him, and the contours of his hand bones that he can trace with his lips touching every corner and closing his eyes.

But he still couldn't confirm it.

As soon as the train came into the station, Shen Teng raised his hand and lifted off the man's peaked cap of the same style as his own.

The passenger raised his head lazily.

He met Qin Zheng's interested eyes.