The vehicle drove out of Shangjing quickly. Looking at the rolling mountains outside, Ding Xiaojie's mood improved a lot.
Didn't sleep well last night, Ding Xiaojie gradually fell asleep on the sleeper under the relaxed mood and rhythmic shaking.
Of course, the quilt cannot be covered, and Ding Xiaojie can only cover it with his coat.
After an unknown amount of time, Ding Xiaojie shivered and woke up from the cold.
When I opened my eyes, it was already dark outside.
Still no one in the carriage spoke, but it seemed that they had slept for too long during the day, and everyone was awake.
This made Ding Xiaojie feel even more weird, everyone was awake but not talking, sitting in their seats like well-behaved children in the classroom.
With the help of the lights in the carriage, Ding Xiaojie looked across and suddenly felt something was wrong.
The old man on the upper bunk, who looks like a member of staff, is sitting on his bed, his feet are hanging down naturally, the smile on his face has not changed from the daytime, and the blush on his face is a bit rich under the light.
It looks like the makeup of a dead person.
What made Ding Xiaojie feel even more inappropriate was that the old man's feet were just hanging on top of the woman's head who was also sitting upright. It seemed that if he didn't look carefully, he thought the old man was stepping on the woman's head.
The woman didn't seem to be aware of it, but lowered her head, her long hair hanging down naturally, blocking her entire face.
Ding Xiaojie swallowed unconsciously, his voice was very loud in the silent carriage.
However, it was this voice that made Ding Xiaojie stunned, and slowly turned his head to look out the window, his face turned pale.
His eyes were wide open, revealing a look of fear.
The scenery outside the car was still receding, and the car was still shaking rhythmically, but there was no sound, just like a silent movie.
Ding Xiaojie moved his body close to the car window, and a biting chill came from the car window, which made Ding Xiaojie shiver involuntarily.
"It's all an illusion. I'm writing horror novels. I write too much. I need to get a good night's sleep." Ding Xiaojie whispered to himself, then turned his head to look in the direction of his head.
A child was sitting in the sleeper next door. Although he didn't make a sound, he didn't move like other passengers.
The ten-year-old child was hanging his head slightly at this time, and his hands were stirring in front of him, as if he was struggling with something.
Ding Xiaojie was slightly relieved, lay down, and no longer cared about the stains on the quilt, and covered himself with it.
Even a thin quilt can make Ding Xiaojie feel a little bit safe.
Ding Xiaojie really wanted to fall asleep, but he didn't know if he slept too long during the day, Ding Xiaojie didn't feel sleepy at all.
At this moment, a human head suddenly appeared in front of Ding Xiaojie.
Ding Xiaojie's whole body trembled, and he felt his lower body heat up, and a stream of warm water washed over his thighs.
Ding Xiaojie was stunned by the strong sense of shame.
And Ding Xiaojie also saw clearly the head that appeared in front of him.
It was the child in the bunk next to him. Seeing Ding Xiaojie looking at him, the child said with worry on his face, "Uncle, mother is going to beat me."
Not to mention the child's mother, Ding Xiaojie wants to beat the child right now. It's just that his pants were wet, and Ding Xiaojie didn't dare to move around. Once people in the car saw him, he would be ashamed.
So, Ding Xiaojie casually said: "Your mother won't beat you, uncle wants to sleep, so go and play obediently."
The child let out an "oh" and returned to his bunk. Ding Xiaojie felt the warmth on his thigh gradually turn into ice cold, and couldn't help cursing in his heart.
Looking at the passengers around, he didn't seem to care about the conversation between the child and himself, and kept the original movements.
This reassured Ding Xiaojie a little. He carefully picked up his suitcase, took out his pants, and planned to change into them secretly under the quilt.
While observing the passenger on the opposite side, he secretly changed his pants, but just as Ding Xiaojie took off his wet pants, the kid next door poked his head out again.
"Uncle, Mom is going to beat me."
Ding Xiaojie was about to collapse, his face turned blue and white, but he didn't dare to get angry at the child, such a young child must have been in the car with an adult, if he quarreled, he would be exposed.
Ding Xiaojie forced a smile: "Don't be afraid, who is your mother, uncle will tell her later, tell mother not to beat you, okay, you should sleep well first."
The child nodded, but did not back down, but continued to look at Ding Xiaojie.
Under the gaze of the child, Ding Xiaojie couldn't put on his pants at all, so he could only ask helplessly, "What's wrong? Don't you go to sleep?"
The child was a little anxious, and looked around with his little head: "Uncle, I forgot who my mother is."
Ding Xiaojie was stunned for a moment, seeing that this child doesn't seem to be mentally handicapped, why doesn't he even know his mother. Probably forgot his mother's berth.
So, Ding Xiaojie said, "Little friend, go and look for it, and you will find your mother soon."
The child nodded again, but he didn't leave the seat to find his mother, but just sat on his bunk blankly.
Although Ding Xiaojie felt that the child's behavior was a bit strange, the most important thing was to put on pants now.
Ding Xiaojie writhed in the quilt, and after a while, he finally put on his pants, put the quilt on the bed, and let out a long breath.
Just as I was about to lie down and take a rest, I saw the child stretched out his head again.
"Uncle, I can't find my mother."
You never looked for it at all, Ding Xiaojie was very speechless, if this child is not playing a prank, then he must be an idiot.
This time, Ding Xiaojie didn't pay attention to the child, and when he saw the child's head sticking out, he sat up very simply.
When he turned his head to look at the child again, the child had already returned to the sitting position.
Ding Xiaojie was cursing inwardly, a female voice came from the bunk next to his feet: "Have you seen my child?"
Ding Xiaojie looked over, she was a middle-aged woman with anxiety and helplessness on her face.
Ding Xiaojie was completely stunned, unable to turn his head all of a sudden.
The woman looked at Ding Xiaojie and said nothing. After a while, Ding Xiaojie came back to his senses, feeling something was wrong. Still bit the bullet and pointed in the direction of the child.
The woman got the answer, but she didn't make any move, and resumed her sitting posture.
Ding Xiaojie already understood what he was going through, and the sweat on his head kept oozing and dripping. On the pale face, the lips had lost their color and were trembling slightly.
Ding Xiaojie has never looked forward to the sun rising like he is now.
However, this is just the beginning.
Just when Ding Xiaojie was at a loss, the kid next door raised his head again and looked at Ding Xiaojie viciously.