The train passage was dimly lit. Some people passed through it occasionally. After a slight sound, it fell into silence again.
Ming Shu pushed the door open and came in.
The man lay quietly on the lower bunk, his body slightly sideways. His slender body curled up on the narrow bed, looking a little wronged.
He faced inside and stood at the door. Only his loose hair and delicate eyebrows and eyes could be seen.
Ming Shu closed the door and sat down beside him gently.
Du Qin turned over and slowly opened his eyes.
He didn’t look well. Maybe it was because of those talisman papers.
He looked at Ming Shu quietly.
Ming Shu held his wrist. “Are you feeling better?”
“You Heard Me.”
Du Qin answered her question.
“What did you hear?”Ming Shu held his hand and played with it.
“Demon.”
Ming Shu leaned down and lay on his chest. “Well, then you are very powerful. You can earn more money to buy snacks for me in the future.”
Du Qin:”...”
