Even though Feng Qingxue was worried about Lu Jiang's injury, having company offered some relief. With laughter and humor, the journey was not lonely. As Wang Cuilan and Lu Aihong got off at their stations, it was time for her to prepare to get off.
On the day she was to get off the train, she first visited the restroom to freshen up.
Cleaned herself up, washed her hands and face, applied fragrance-free moisturizer, however, didn't put on any makeup.
She didn't know if she'd see Lu Jiang's comrades, but she didn't want to embarrass him.
Her radiant beauty stunned the passengers in the carriage, illuminating the darkness like a bright flower.
Feng Qingxue pretended ignorance, focusing on packing her luggage.
Despite the lack of food in her bags on the train, she had brought along two big suitcases.