In Mo Jingchun's shocked eyes and before he could react, Chen Junqiang pulled Mo Jingchun's scratched hand up.
"Take it!"
Looking at what the police put into his hands, Mo Jingchun was in a daze, but quickly came back to his senses.
Mo Jingchun's face turned red and his cheeks were hot, and he quickly returned the red and green stuff in his hand to the police.
There were wrinkled sheets of fifty and one hundred dollars, some of which looked like they were starched.
"Uncle policeman, you really don't need it."
"Take it, it's not much, just a little care from me." As he said that, Chen Junqiang blocked Mo Jingchun's hand back.
Mo Jingchun, who has thin arms and legs, is not as strong as Chen Junqiang who exercises regularly, but he can't beat Chen Junqiang.
After many attempts to no avail, Mo Jingchun stood up and bowed to Chen Junqiang.
"Thanks."
Other than thanking him, Mo Jingchun no longer knew how to express his feelings at this time.
To the police, he, Mo Jingchun, was just a stranger among tens of thousands of passers-by every day. The questioning of him just now was a normal job for the police.
Chen Junqiang did not refuse Mo Jingchun's thanks.
"Dear passengers, please note that the G021X train from Modu South Station to Beijing Station is about to arrive. Passengers on this train are asked to bring their carry-on luggage and go to ticket gate No. 3 to check in."
“Attention, passengers, the g021x train from modu south station to Jingcheng station is about to arrive. Please take your carry on luggage and go to gate 3 to check in.”
Mo Jingchun's expression moved slightly when he heard the ticket inspection announcement for the train he was taking.
"What's wrong? Are you on this train?"
"Hi! Look at my memory. I just read your Beijing University admission notice." Chen Junqiang patted his forehead.
"Come on, I'll take you to the platform. You have a stroller and a suitcase, so you can't do it without someone to help you."
Mo Jingchun did not refuse Chen Junqiang's kindness. It was really inconvenient to take the escalator with so many things and his sister's candy.
"I'll hold the suitcase for you."
In the queue at the artificial passage, it took about three minutes before it was Mo Jingchun's turn.
After Chen Junqiang sent Mo Jingchun to platform No. 2, he left without staying too much. In his words, he still had to be on duty.
It was past ten o'clock, and there was no air conditioning outside. The weather was really hot. Only the occasional breeze brought Mo Jingchun a bit of coolness.
Mo Jingchun accidentally turned around and met a pair of eyes directly.
After checking their eyes, they were in the same car.
"I said this was just a coincidence, do you believe it?" Du Xiaohan said, looking at the young man whose face suddenly dropped.
"I believe it, Auntie~" When calling out Auntie, Mo Jingchun deliberately lengthened the word "Auntie" in Auntie's name.
As expected, the title "Auntie" is often overly lethal.
Du Xiaohan was silent for a while and then said: "I am only 26 this year."
Mo Jingchun: "I am born in 2000."
Du Xiaohan: "I am 26 years old."
Mo Jingchun: "I am born in 2000."
Du Xiaohan: "I don't celebrate my birthday until the end of the year."
Mo Jingchun: "I am born in 2000."
Du Xiaohan was a little angry. She had just graduated, so how could she become an aunt?
"Aside from saying that you are born in 2000, what else can you say?"
Mo Jingchun looked at his sister in the stroller and was silent for a long time.
Just when Du Xiaohan thought she had won, Mo Jingchun's words directly broke her defense.
"My sister is in her 20s."
Mo Jingchun's words were astonishing. The bald man next to him was filled with admiration and even gave Mo Jingchun a thumbs up.
The high-speed train slowly stopped, and people rushed on, fearing that the train would not wait for them.
Mo Jingchun was not in a hurry. He was waiting for others to get on the bus first before getting on.
Mo Jingchun was praying silently, praying that he would never be so unlucky to sit next to the woman. Although the probability of this possibility was not high, what if?
It shouldn't be so unlucky, Mo Jingchun thought to himself.
Pushing the stroller, Mo Jingchun was walking in the narrow aisle. When passing by, Mo Jingchun caught a glimpse of the woman from the corner of his eye.
Seeing where the woman was sitting, Mo Jingchun breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, okay, it's not that unlucky."
Mo Jingchun quickened his pace and walked to the end, the first row, seat A by the window.
What surprised Mo Jingchun was that there was a lot of space in front of the first row, and there was plenty of room for a suitcase.
There was already someone on Seat B, a handsome guy.
After taking Candy out of the stroller and placing it on the seat, Mo Jingchun folded the stroller.
"It's okay, just let it go."
"Ah? Thank you."
"Thanks."
Mo Jingchun leaned the folded stroller against the suitcase with great joy.
After the high-speed train started moving, Mo Jingchun held his sister in his arms and stared at the receding scenery outside the window in a daze. The little guy was tired from playing in his arms for a while, so he lay down in Mo Jingchun's arms and fell asleep. To be honest, Mo Jingchun was very envious of his sister, who was ignorant and could fall asleep at any time.
It is also a very happy thing to be able to fall asleep quickly and without any worries.
More than half an hour later, Mo Jingchun also felt a little sleepy. He had gone to bed late last night and got up again at around four o'clock in the morning. He hadn't slept much all night. Just when Mo Jingchun was about to close his eyes and sleep for a while, the handsome guy with glasses next to him suddenly tilted his head and looked at him.
"Tell me, which one is more regrettable, getting on the wrong bus or missing the bus?"
The sudden question and answer confused Mo Jingchun. How could Mo Jingchun know the answer to such a philosophical question.
However, a fragment flashed in Mo Jingchun's mind, and after organizing the language, Mo Jingchun said: "My high school Chinese teacher once said to us in class that when you are confused and don't know how to choose, in fact, You already have the answer in your heart, you just don’t want to accept it.”
"Brother, I think so. I don't regret getting on the wrong bus or missing the bus. It's a pity that I didn't reach the finish line."
"What do you think?"
Xiao Zheming just asked casually, wanting to relieve the depression in his heart. Xiao Zheming didn't expect that Mo Jingchun actually answered him and gave him an answer that stunned him.
"I don't regret getting on the wrong bus or missing the bus. It's a pity that I didn't reach the finish line." After Xiao Zheming repeated this sentence to himself several times, he felt that his heart suddenly opened up.
"Thank you. Your answer is great."
"Ah? Is there any?" Mo Jingchun smiled sheepishly. He couldn't say it. He just said it casually.
Xiao Zheming smiled and said, "It's really good."
With that said, Xiao Zheming opened WeChat.
"Honey, I'll get home around four o'clock in the afternoon. Let's go to the hot pot restaurant in the old street to eat hot pot together in the evening, and then go watch a movie."
"Yeah." The message came back instantly.
At this moment, Xiao Zheming suddenly figured out a lot.
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