Lu Ye raised his eyes slightly, his face did not change, but as a matter of habit, he paid more attention to the young man opposite him with a little long hair and a guitar on his back.

looks like he is less than thirty years old, but his temperament is a little different from that of ordinary people.

Lu Ye was already lying on the bunk, leaning against it, his eyes slightly closed.

At this time, an old man of sixty or seventy years old walked up, he squinted, took the train ticket and looked for a long time, and he didn't know where his bunk was.

"Which one?"

"I'll help you take a look," the man with the guitar took the old man's ticket and found that it was in the bunk above him, the old man was in his seventies, and it was inconvenient to live in the bunk above.

He said, "Uncle, why don't you sleep in my bunk, it's inconvenient for you to climb up." ”

The old man was very excited, "Hey, hey, thank you, young man." I'm in a hurry to go back to the provincial capital, my wife is seriously ill, hey, otherwise I wouldn't be in such a hurry. ”

Lu Ye heard the conversation between the two people, he sat up, and said to the man with the guitar on his back, "Your guitar, it's inconvenient to take it, right? Let the old man sleep in my bunk." ”

The white-haired old man thanked Lu Ye excitedly again.

Although the old man is old and goes out alone, he brings a lot of things, Lu Ye and the man with the guitar help him put the luggage away, and the old man is thankful.

"Hey, old man, I'm so lucky, as soon as I go out, I see the two live Lei Feng!"

Lu Ye pursed his lips and said, "Uncle, my surname is not Lei, my surname is Lu." ”

The man with the guitar also smiled, but the smile was very faint, and it could be seen that he didn't usually laugh.

"My surname is not Lei, my surname is Xiao. ”

Lu Ye turned his head and nodded at the man, then stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, my name is Lu Ye." ”

"Hello, my name is Xiao Mosheng," Xiao Mosheng's expression was light, his appearance was very elegant, and he made people feel comfortable, although he didn't smile often, but he didn't feel cold.

The two shook hands, then let go, and then Lu Ye climbed onto the bunk above.

The long-distance train was very boring, Lu Ye put his hands under his head, looked at the roof of the car, and his head was full of his little daughter-in-law.

Well, the little daughter-in-law must look good in that red dress!

And Xiao Mosheng, who slept in his lower bunk, sat there, looking out the car window at the sunset.

I don't know what Yaqin is doing.

In fact, Xiao Mosheng is a very sensitive and delicate person, and he can feel that since returning to China, Yaqin seems to have changed a little.

He looked down at his hand, which had a much lighter scar.

Thinking of what the two of them experienced together, Xiao Mosheng's heart softened again.

Maybe Yaqin dislikes him for being unknown now, so I hope he will have good attainments in music.

Maybe that's the way to be worthy of Yaqin.

This time, if the Northern Art Troupe goes well, you can participate in the August 1st Show......

Xiao Mosheng thought so contradictory in his heart, and in a daze, he fell asleep.

When the train arrived at the provincial railway station, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, and it was the time when people were sleepy, so the passengers got off the train with their luggage in turn.

Xiao Mosheng stayed up late to write a new song before, and he didn't sleep much in the car, and when he got out of the station, he was in a trance, and he was suddenly hit by someone.

He didn't even react.

And Lu Ye, who was not far from him, suddenly put his pocket towards Xiao Mosheng and dropped a sentence, "Show me the pocket!"

Then he ran out and chased after a figure.

Xiao Mosheng was startled, and subconsciously touched his pocket, and then he found that the wallet in his pocket was missing!