The first move of wooing girls—sweet talk.
Ren Yulong believed he had mastered it to perfection.
The two beautiful women opposite him were indeed amused and beaming.
Ren Yulong, however, found himself in a dilemma.
Should he choose the pure and beautiful girl, or the passionate and fiery one?
Or perhaps both?
Ren Yulong felt no shame for his shameless thoughts.
In his opinion, wealth and women alike belonged to the capable.
"You pass."
Huang Ailin said with a smile, "So, do you want to woo my best friend, or me?"
Ren Yulong, still masking his inner desires with a gentle smile, swept his gaze back and forth between the two women: "Actually, I just wanted to make friends with you two beautiful ladies, I didn't think of anything else."
Ren Yulong thought his answer was flawless, but to his surprise, Huang Ailin’s expression changed in an instant: "You don't want to woo me, but you want to be friends? Hurry up and leave, don't be an eyesore!"
"Ah?"
Ren Yulong was a little stunned. Were girls so direct nowadays?
So he quickly explained, "No, I didn't mean that, it's not that I *don't* want to woo you…"
"So you mean you *do* want to woo me? And not my best friend?"
Huang Ailin interrupted.
"No... no."
Ren Yulong became so nervous that he even stammered.
"Heh heh, so you mean you want to woo both of us?"
Huang Ailin put her hands on her hips and cursed, "You scumbag, how can you be so shameless? Get away from here, and if you spout any more nonsense, I'll call the police!"
Her fluent Sichuan dialect attracted the attention of countless people.
Ren Yulong panicked. There was no way to explain this now.
The gazes of the people around him felt like needles on his back; he wished he could dig a three-bedroom apartment and bury himself there.
But Ren Yulong dared not say another word and quickly ran towards the restroom.
This was too embarrassing. He could even see someone taking out their phone.
He had already imagined the headline.
Shocking! Perverted man harasses beautiful girls at the airport.
After Huang Ailin scared Ren Yulong away, Qiao Zixuan gave her a thumbs-up: "Linlin, as formidable as ever."
"Hmph! Don't you know who I am? I saw through this idiot at a glance."
"Let's talk about your pig head instead."
"!!!"
...
Wang Yue had not ridden a green-skin train in a long time.
In later generations, one would travel by high-speed train or bullet train. Although green-skin trains still operated, fewer people took them.
The two had booked soft sleepers.
Soft sleeper compartments had upper and lower bunks, unlike hard sleepers, which had upper, middle, and lower bunks.
A soft sleeper compartment had two beds and four berths.
Wang Yue took the lower bunk, and Zhou Dewen took the upper.
Since it was the departure station, the other two berths were unoccupied when they arrived.
Zhou Dewen looked around and said with satisfaction, "Although it's a bit expensive, the environment here is much better than the hard sleeper."
Wang Yue had only ridden a handful of green-skin trains in his past life, and had never even sat in a soft sleeper.
As it was already quite late, Wang Yue tossed his bag onto the bed and then lay down.
He had already washed up before leaving, so he didn't need to do it tonight.
Zhou Dewen muttered, "I hope the people who join us in our compartment later are girls, otherwise all this effort to look handsome will be in vain."
Zhou Dewen's hairstyle had been meticulously done, so he was reluctant to lie down just yet.
He sat by Wang Yue's bed and started playing on his phone, happily messaging his online girlfriend.
A few minutes later.
The door of the soft sleeper compartment opened, and a man and a woman walked in.
Zhou Dewen looked up, and his eyes went wide.
The girl had a "first love" face and was wearing Adidas sportswear, but it didn't make her look bulky. Instead, it accentuated her beautiful curves perfectly.
Zhou Dewen swallowed hard.
He forcefully averted his gaze.
He chanted to himself, "I have a girlfriend, I have a girlfriend!"
The man, on the other hand, seemed rather unremarkable, constantly trying to cater to the girl.
"Jiayi, these are tangerines I grew myself, they're very sweet, try one."
"Jiayi, do you have your toiletries? I have some."
"Jiayi…"
Zhou Dewen's ears were about to grow calluses.
The man seemed oblivious to his sycophantic behavior, while the girl barely acknowledged him from start to finish.
If it weren't for this persistent "simp"…
Zhou Dewen might have considered striking up a conversation.
He took off his shoes, climbed onto his bed, and messaged Wang Yue.
"Wang Yue, look at the girl opposite!"
Wang Yue, who was engrossed in playing a game, saw Zhou Dewen's message and turned his head to glance at the girl.
Just then, the girl sat down on the bed, and her bright eyes met Wang Yue's.
Wang Yue smiled politely, feeling like he had been caught peeking.
He then turned back and replied to Zhou Dewen, "Saw her. So what?"
"You don't think she's good-looking?"
"She's alright."
"She's 'alright'???"
"She really is alright."
"Damn it!"
Wang Yue wasn't speaking carelessly. Compared to Li Xiaoman, Qiao Zixuan, and others, this girl was not even in the same league. At most, she was comparable to Yang Yue. Wang Yue really had no interest.
The man opposite continued to fawn until late at night, only quieting down when the girl said she was tired.
With the rocking of the train, Wang Yue slowly fell asleep in the deep night.
...
Wang Yue was awakened in the middle of the night by a rustling sound.
In unfamiliar surroundings, Wang Yue's sleep was always light.
The lights in the compartment had been turned off, and the only illumination was the faint moonlight filtering in from outside the window.
By the moonlight, Wang Yue saw movement from the upper bunk opposite him.
And it was rhythmic.
If one listened carefully, one could even hear heavy male breathing.
"Is this guy practicing his skills on the train?"
Wang Yue was stunned.
He hadn't expected the young man opposite to be so bold.
He really wasn't afraid of being discovered.
Zhou Dewen on the upper bunk was already snoring.
Perhaps this was why the man dared to act.
A bit speechless, Wang Yue shook his head, rolled over, and deliberately made a slight noise.
Only Zhou Dewen's snores remained.
At this moment, his head was facing the opposite side. Wang Yue suddenly realized that the girl opposite was also still awake and looking in Wang Yue's direction.
Their gazes met again.
Wang Yue seemed to detect a sense of helplessness in the girl's eyes.
Wang Yue thought that it was no wonder this girl was so indifferent to the man; it seemed she had discovered it long ago.
Wang Yue turned over again, facing the wall, and soon fell asleep again.
In his hazy state, Wang Yue thought he no longer heard any activity.
The next morning, the train arrived at the station.
Zhou Dewen had slept soundly all night. When he woke up, his hair looked like a bird's nest.
Apart from the little interlude at night, Wang Yue had also rested quite well.
Sleeping in a soft sleeper was much more comfortable than in a hard sleeper.