Su Qingyu didn't have time to accompany her Mo Ji. She held the phone in her hand and said in a tone that was not negotiable: "The ghost money is already on the table. Please help me make up the ticket first, and then I will put down the phone."
The ticket collector tapped on the computer with an unwilling look on his face.
The fare collector handed the ticket out of the window.
Su Qingyu took the ticket and ran in quickly from the nearest train door.
The ticket collector behind him counted the coins woodenly and said to Su Qingyu as she left: "Please wait a moment, passenger. I will give you the change."
"Keep the flowers for yourself!"
Su Qingyu rushed into the carriage without looking back.
This is the first carriage, close to the front of the train.
This carriage was filled with conductors dressed in black.
They were packed together, sitting upright, legs together, hands on their legs, eyes looking straight ahead.
Very oppressive.
After just a glance, Su Qingyu quickly ran to another carriage.
If all seats are occupied, then seat No. 13 in this carriage must be occupied.
At this time, the subway door slowly closed.
As soon as Su Qingyu ran to another carriage, she saw the crew members in the previous carriage stand up in unison and start working.
Through the subway window, Su Qingyu saw the ticket collector looking at her in the train with disappointment.
Su Qingyu continued to walk towards the back carriage.
The subway ticket is green and does not show where you will get off.
Su Qingyu put the ticket in his pocket, found a familiar carriage and sat down.
At this time, the flight attendant was chatting with several other passengers.
The mother holding her child was crying softly. She said to the flight attendant: "My child's condition has worsened. How far is it from here to the Maternal and Child Health Hospital?"
The conductor held out his two hands with his palms raised, indicating that there were ten stops left.
The mother buried her head and began to cry.
At this time, Su Qingyu's cell phone rang again.
The mobile phone signal has been restored at this time.
The caller ID shows Zhuang Xiaodie.
Su Qingyu hesitated for a moment and hung up the phone.
She opened the vx chat history box and sent a text message to Zhuang Xiaodie.
Su Qingyu: When answering the phone, we can’t see whether the signal exists, so we type.
Zhuang Xiaodie: Ah, I finally got in touch with you. I thought your phone wasn’t working. When I got off the elevator just now, I found that you were gone. My heart was broken into eight pieces (ㄒoㄒ)
Su Qingyu: Don’t post these things, just get down to business.
Zhuang Xiaodie: Yes, I was on Metro Line 4. When I first got on the train, the rules were broadcast over the radio, but it was so fast that I didn’t remember them clearly.
Su Qingyu: I will send you the rules that I heard. You can recall whether they are the same as what you heard. Remember, don’t blindly believe what I send you. You should make your own judgment.
Su Qingyu wrote the rules down and sent them out.
Even if the names of the rule stories are the same, the rules may be different.
Zhuang Xiaodie and Su Qingyu are both on Metro Line 4, but they will never meet.
Soon, the cell phone signal disappeared again.
“Boom—”
The train entered a dark tunnel.
The tunnel looked like a giant black python swallowing the moving subway.