Didn’t I take a train in my previous life?
Impossible, did I come here on my fucking legs?
But he soon remembered that at that time he was only holding his cell phone and waiting for news from Chu Siqi, and had no time to look out the window.
So love is something that you don’t even want to talk about, because you don’t know how much beautiful scenery you have missed for someone.
Jiang Qin lifted up his clothes to block the sunlight outside the window, planning to sleep all the way there.
At eleven o’clock at noon, the train arrived at the station, and a large number of travelers poured off the platform, and then walked toward the outside of the station.
Jiang Qin and Guo Zihang walked side by side, pulling their suitcases to the departure hall. From this position, they could see the Xinmao Building opposite at a glance. There was a huge sign hanging on the top that said money. cabinet business.
“Brother Jiang, where are we going now?”
Jiang Qin put his hand on the suitcase’s trolley: “Of course we will go our separate ways and go back to school.”
Guo Zihang hesitated for a while and then said: “How about you go to a sorority party with me?”
“Why is there still a fraternity? What’s going on?”
“I’ve joined a group of freshmen in our school these days. Everyone said they wanted to hold a sorority party to get to know each other in advance, so I signed up, but I’m a little afraid to go.”
The corner of Jiang Qin’s mouth twitched: “Reality is only submissive. People like you are the ones who are criticized hard on the Internet.”
Guo Zihang coughed to cover up his embarrassment: “You have nothing to do when you go back anyway, so give me some courage!”
“That’s true, you have nothing to do. Let’s go, but you have to pay for the taxi.”
“If I come out, I will come out!”
So the two of them took a taxi at the train station and headed towards Lin’an University of Science and Technology.
I was so nervous along the way. I kept taking deep breaths and felt like my fingers were going to tear my jeans.
Jiang Qin found it funny when he saw it, and thought to himself, you are not fucking an online dater. You feel that you are ugly and want to be exposed to death. It is just a friendship, so you are not so nervous.
But Guo Zihang is different from him. He has the kind of character that doesn’t dare to say a word if someone steps on his foot. When he was at school, his conversation with the cafeteria aunt would take several rounds.
Soon, the taxi arrived at the entrance of Linchuan University of Science and Technology, and Guo Zihang took Jiang Qin to a milk tea shop diagonally opposite the school.
Their event sounded like a sorority, but it was actually just a small group meeting. There were four girls and two boys in total, who were probably the social terrorists in the group.
The students in 2008 didn’t have much research on fashion, and they couldn’t compare with the college students more than ten years later, so they seemed very simple.
Most of their T-shirts are pink or yellow, printed with complicated patterns, and most of them have small hairpins on their heads.
As for the two boys next to them, to be honest, they are not as pleasing to Guo Zihang’s eyes.