If there was anything that Gu Yu could never bring himself to deny, it would be this: Xiaozhai was a veteran.
Exactly how "veteran" was she? Well, pick any subject and she would know about it, while you might not be able to follow every topic she raised and would have to feel abashed for your lack of creativity.
That was what Gu Yu felt now—abashed, to such an extent that he rarely spoke during the train ride and was reflecting on himself in silence the entire time.
The train rumbled on for over three hours before entering Qian Zhou territory. The city was located in a mountainous region and not highly urbanized. Looking into the distance, all they could see were small villages and towns inserted in the foldings of the mountains, reminding them of jigsaw pieces.
Another ten minutes and the train pulled into the station.
