My name is Zhou Fa, Zhou Xingzi. I'm rich.

In July of the 2000th, I tore the university admission notice into pieces and carried my luggage. I went to the university alone. My family was too poor to collect tuition fees. I might as well go south to work.

As soon as they got out of the station, someone in the distance shouted with a small red flag in his hand, "We're going to the station to buy tickets for the long-distance air conditioner. Thirty-one."

Carrying my backpack, I squeezed through the crowd, held 30 yuan in my hand, and shouted for me to buy a ticket.

A fair-skinned girl next to him raised her head and asked me, "Are you going to the airport as well?"

The girl was about 18 or 19 years old. She wore a white dress, shoulder-length hair, and a light pink face. At that time, eye-shadow eyelashes were not popular. She was very beautiful.

Her accent was completely different from what I had heard before. It was very soft, sweet, and particularly pleasant.

"I'm still a bumpkin. I think girls are good-natured and good-looking. I can't even think about it. I can only nod my head in a daze."

The girl smiled and showed her good teeth. She stretched out her hand to me and said, "Hey, I'm also going to the airport. Let's go along the way."

I clumsily wiped my hands on my pants and then reached out to shake hands with her. This was the first time I shook hands with a girl. I felt that her hands were soft, dripping and small.

The girl smiled again. "Well, we are friends after shaking hands. We have to help each other on the way."

I nodded again and giggled. At this time, the man who shook the red flag shouted, "It's enough. Let's go first. Those who buy tickets will follow the red flag. Don't lose it. If you lose it, the ticket will be invalid."

Upon hearing this, the girl's expression immediately changed to one of anxiety. She stamped her feet and said, "Oh, I'm leaving. Let's go. It's too late and we can't get in the car."

Although she said so, her body did not move.

I looked down and saw two big boxes in her hands. Each box was as big as my backpack.

I helped the girl pick up the suitcase tactfully. The girl giggled and said, "Is this your first time here?"

I nodded and remained silent.

"Then let me call you Big Sister. It's the second time I'm calling you Big Sister."

I rolled my eyes at her to show that she was not a big deal. In fact, I took the opportunity to peek at her. She was so beautiful.

"What are you doing here?"

This time, I had no choice but to answer. I said, "I'm a worker."

She laughed again. "Haha, of course, I'm here to work. I'm asking you what you're doing. What's the point?"

I looked at her and swallowed unconsciously, because I saw the lace band on her white bra from the opening of her dress.

I'm so pure when I'm young and ignorant. I'm so excited just by looking at the lace.

I said, "I'm here to find a friend. He's in the company."

"Oh, what is he doing in the company?"

"I don't know. He said that he did a good job. That area was covered by him, and now he needs manpower. Call me."

The girl replied with an "oh" to show that she understood. Then she said to me, "I'm in the hair stand. Take good care of me in the future."

The girl said that she was making a hair stand, but in fact, she was a young lady. It was necessary to have a general understanding here. The young ladies were all flowing and would not stay in a place for a long time. They would often change places. The quality of the hair stand was relatively low, and basically it was protected by the chicken head. And the chicken head was generally familiar with the social forces around the country.

Soon, the car we were about to get in arrived. It was a bus named Zhong Ba. A few fierce ticket drivers shouted for everyone to get in the car like a ghost.

After getting in the car, the real suffering had just begun.

The middle-aged man didn't have an air conditioner. Several fierce men made us close the windows. No one was allowed to look outside. Anyone who secretly opened the windows would be beaten to death on the spot.

No one dared to question his orders, including me. All of them obediently closed the windows and drew the curtains.

As he had said before, there were 70 people in the standard 25 people's car. Now he closed the window and the inside of the car suddenly became a steamer.

The heat of more than 70 people was concentrated, and it was mixed with the smell of instant noodles, smelly feet, ham sausage, and inferior perfume. It was a great feeling.

It was hard for her to breathe, but when she thought of the girl in her arms, she felt that this little bitterness was nothing.

Yes, the girl in my arms is now half sitting on my lap, while I am sitting on her suitcase. This is also a helpless move, because there is no more space in the car.

At first, we were all standing, but the people outside the car were still squeezing up. When they reached the back, some people said not to squeeze, and there was no place for them to go.

Yellow-hair, who was driving the car, was anxious. He looked down from the top of the truck and pointed to us, who got on the car first, and shouted, "Don't you have a place to sit on the suitcase?"

Immediately, someone objected. It was a young man in Sichuan accent. He said that his mother was selling a batch of boxes, so he couldn't sit well.

Yellow-hair immediately blew up. He took out a wrench from nowhere and rushed over like a wild dog. It seemed that he was going to hit Brother Ren in Sichuan.

Brother Ren was not stupid. He immediately showed his obedience and consciously rode on his suitcase. "Ouch, I'll sit."

Fortunately, he said it quickly. Yellow-hair glared at him with bulging eyes and then looked around.

Those who were shot by his gaze all sat down as if they had been possessed, regardless of their seats or luggage.

When he looked at us, I didn't have time to react. The girl pressed me on the suitcase and sat on my lap, without any embarrassment or embarrassment.

Yellow-hair was very satisfied with this effect. He waved the wrench in his hand and shouted, "I warn you to honestly take the car. You can do whatever I ask you to do. Don't make yourself suffer."

After being threatened by him, the space in the car was indeed much larger.

After the car started, it was impossible to stand up again. There was no place to rest below.

Although the girl didn't say anything, I felt embarrassed. After all, I was a strong young man who had just reached the age of 18.

I was thinking that it would be great if she didn't place the other box on my lap. At least she wouldn't sit on my lap.

He once saw a joke at a roadside stall, saying that a man on a crowded train invited a woman to sit on his leg, saying that his leg was a soft seat.

The woman refused. She said that it was a soft seat now. When I sat down, it would become a hard seat. It might even become a hard seat.

When he looked at it, he found it ridiculous. How could such a thing happen in the world?

But today, I was completely panicked. Because of the jolt of the car, my soft seat was really changing, and I couldn't even press the button.