After the villain gave up, the heroines came one after another

Yanjiao Central Railway Station, 56 kilometers from Xueyuanjing Suburb of Xueyuanchuan, is still lit at midnight. It is a station that has been in operation for nearly a hundred years.

However, it is more like a transfer station, with only a small two-story building as a platform, and with the high-speed rail in recent years, it has been laid all over the country.

This old station, which is mainly powered by steam, is inevitably cut down, but it is only due to the special characteristics of its section and cost issues.

Yanjiao Railway Station is still in operation, mainly transporting goods and transit. Of course, there are also passenger carriages, but they are basically used for sightseeing. However, this station is also a platform where you can buy tickets from Xueyuanjing to Baijing at midnight.

After making a pot of hot tea for himself as usual, Tamiya Nagashino picked up his reading glasses and prepared to open today's evening paper, which was sent with his wife's loving lunch box. As a railway employee who has worked here for forty-five years, his task is to be responsible for night duty, or the work of a night watchman.

The charcoal fire beside the stove was burning brightly, and the old-fashioned kettle began to make a long sound. But when he heard this sound, Tamiya Nagashino felt relieved.

After all, looking out the window, apart from the indicator light outside the platform that was flashing with a faint light, the rest was only endless darkness and howling wind.

Although I have been working in this environment for so many years, I still can't help being afraid of this environment. After all, it is human instinct to be afraid of darkness.

Of course, now I am more worried about the future. Tamiya Nagashino flicked off the charcoal ash that fell on me and smoothed my wrinkled uniform again.

I may be unemployed next year or the year after. The new plan has come out. This road will be demolished and re-paved with rails suitable for high-speed rail. The new reconstruction will increase the transportation capacity by about 40%, and it will also become a new hub center, connecting the center of Xueyuan City. It is a very good progress, but when I think of the cost, Tamiya Nagashino can't help feeling sad.

Fortunately, as a state-owned railway, there is still some conscience. The headquarters gave him two choices. One is to work as a contract worker at the new station, and the second is to pay him a severance pay in one lump sum and help him pay for three years of social security.

Tamiya Nagashino naturally can only choose the second one. He doesn't have the energy to learn new things, or to be a subordinate to someone younger than him, and the treatment of contract workers is very different from that of formal workers.

In addition, his wife's health is not very good. Tamiya Nagashino needs more time to accompany her. However, his way out after being laid off should be to return to his hometown Akitsukawa.

Tamiya blew the hot tea in his hand, missing his hometown for almost ten years. He is a more responsible person, and this position is a place where people are stationed very much, so except for his wedding.

And occasional vacations, he rarely goes back, and after his mother's funeral ten years ago, he has no reason to go back. But when people get old, they always have to return. Fortunately, he is a frugal person, and with his savings, he should be able to buy a nice house in his hometown and return to his roots, but this is the end of his life.

Tamiya drank the tea that was finally warmed up, looked at the dark window, and began to think again. When people get old, they like to recall the past, especially in this environment where few people talk. If they don't think about it, they will really drive themselves crazy.

I was once a rebellious person, a teenager who rode a motorcycle and yelled recklessly. After being corrected by his father, he was admitted to a good university, found a good job, and married a good wife. After that, there was nothing to reminisce about.

However, Tamiya also felt that he was past the age where he could look forward to interesting events. The most important thing now was to retire steadily and spend the rest of his life with his wife.

When Tamiya sighed as usual and was about to put the rice balls prepared by his wife on the charcoal stove, the roar of the motorcycle came. Tamiya opened the window and looked out with some surprise.

He couldn't figure out which fearless guy dared to drive at this time. This was a remote forest surrounded by mountains on three sides, with complex terrain.

The street lights went out at ten o'clock, and it was close to the railway. There was basically no one. Someone was driving here at this time, which was simply risking his life.

Then, when he saw the headlights clearly in the forest, he was even more shocked. That was a rugged hillside, and this guy was racing there. He was simply a desperado.

But this desperado's driving skills were very good. Although the whole picture could not be seen in the dark, the headlights that moved around like snakes could tell that this guy's reaction and courage were really top-notch. Only in this way could he drive unscathed.

Then Tamiya noticed that the car seemed to be driving towards him. Could it be a robbery?

Tamiya couldn't stop sweating. It's not like he had never encountered this before. After all, this was once the most prosperous station, so there was naturally a lot of cash flow.

But now it's almost deserted. Except for tourists and trucks, basically no one comes to take the car. The cash register hasn't been opened for a long time. Coming here to rob is basically robbing the northwest wind.

However, before he had time to think about it, the motorcycle had stopped in front of the station. Tamiya took a look at it with the remaining lights outside the window. He was once a motorcycle expert, and he couldn't help feeling distressed.

The two motorcycles were driven very badly, with scratches and dust everywhere. It can be imagined that the owner is a person who likes excitement and specializes in driving on broken roads. He should be a rich guy. The two motorcycles are actually Harley pneumatic custom versions.

The owner got off the motorcycle. He was a young man wearing a black jacket, a mountaineering bag, and a black helmet. He looked like a standard robber.

This guy couldn't really come to rob, Tamiya's heart began to race, and he trembled as he reached out to dial the hotline. He didn't know if the police could come in time, but in this situation, he was afraid that they would come to collect his body!

"Hello, is this Yanjiao Station? I'm here to take the train to Baijing at 1:00 tonight. Do you have any tickets left?"However, that gentle and polite voice stopped Tamiya's action, because this was completely different from the rude and rebellious motorcycle gang he imagined.

The owner took off his helmet, and he was a very handsome and dashing young man, but he should not be an adult yet, his face was still a little immature, he should be a teenager.

"Yes, but it's unexpected that you're here to catch a ride so late."It seemed that the boy's politeness made him relax. Tamiya regained his composure and responded to him reasonably with the work ethics he had cultivated over the years.

"Occasionally, I also want to experience old-fashioned things, so give me a first-class ticket."The young man nodded, showing an open-minded smile, took out cash that was much higher than the ticket price, and put it in front of the counter.

What first-class seats are there now? You can sit anywhere you want in that carriage. Thinking this way, Tamiya still accepted the money. He is also an old hand.

Naturally, he knew what this guy was hinting at. This is considered hush money. Although there are many questions, he is just a small railway worker. Why should he care so much? Isn't it nice to have an unexpected fortune?

So he opened the drawer, handed over the ticket paper and pen to let the young man write the ticket by hand. After all, there are not many people, so naturally there is only this primitive registration method.

The boy took it, quickly filled in the information, and handed it to Tamiya for stamping. When he took out the seal in his arms and was about to press it, Tamiya saw the words written by the boy.

It's really a good handwriting, and the name is not bad, called Li Xinzhi, but how could such a person come here late at night? With great doubts, Tamiya stamped it

"The train will arrive in 40 minutes. Can you take a rest first?" After handing the ticket to the young man, Tamiya glanced at the display screen above his head and respectfully gave the young man advice. After all, this guy was a big customer and he couldn't be neglected.

"OK, thank you very much."The young man smiled and politely thanked him. He was like a nobleman! Why was he driving so wildly?

"Do you want to come in and sit for a while?" Then Tamiya saw that the boy looked a little cold, breathing and rubbing his hands, and his clothes were a little thin. Because there were basically no people coming at night, he was lazy and did not light the stove in the waiting room. The midnight in Xueyuanchuan was notoriously cold, so Tamiya felt sympathy and invited him in to warm up the stove while waiting for the train.

"Well, OK, thank you very much."The boy smiled politely and expressed his gratitude, which surprised Tamiya even more. It should be said that children of this age are notoriously awkward.

But this boy has a calmness beyond his age. It is true that children from rich families are well-educated. But what on earth made him run here in the middle of the night?

Li Xinzhi sat on the charcoal stove.���, he quickly put his hands close to keep warm, he still underestimated the coldness of his hometown, of course there was more reason, so he gave the coat to Lin Qingxue.

She should wake up and return to the warm bedroom, right? Li Xinzhi thought with some worry, but soon told himself not to think about it, Lin Zike should have found her.

After careful planning, he finally reached this step, but he did not have the joy of success, but the mood was very complicated. After all, in this life, he still felt sorry for Lin Xuemei, Lin Qingxue, and his family.

Saying goodbye in such an extreme way, and never seeing each other again, but being able to make them happy and letting himself let go of his obsession, it was also a good ending.

When I relaxed, my stomach growled. After such intense action and running, and because of the nervousness before the action, I couldn't eat, so it was normal to be hungry.

""Cough, cough, cough!" Li Xinzhi took out some field rations from his pocket and started to chew them. However, his body was still that of Lin Xinzhi, who was used to eating expensive snacks.

So he couldn't stand the rations that made his throat hard, so he couldn't stop coughing. At this time, a cup filled with hot tea was placed in front of him. This railway worker, who looked kind, helped him in time.

"Thank you!"Li Xinzhi took the tea with some gratitude, blowing it a little afraid of the heat, but now it is really a wonderful feeling, in this remote station, two people of different identities, huddled here to warm themselves by the fire and wait for the train.

Tian Gong also had this idea, he remembered the martial arts novels he had read before, where the heroes traveled around the world, and found a temple to make a fire late at night, and then people from all walks of life gathered here to warm themselves by the fire.

Obviously, they had different thoughts, different positions and identities, but in front of this pile of fire in the middle of the night, they could relax and gather together to warm themselves by the fire, and then share the wine or meat they brought, and tell strangers what was in their hearts until dawn.

In this lonely and creepy late night, there was an unidentified traveler here, which should have made people suspicious, but thinking of this memory, Tian Gong suddenly wanted to speak and dispel the silence.

"It's a really nice bike, but you are really brave, why did you ride here so late?"Tamiya looked at the motorcycle outside the window that had been severely damaged by Li Xinzhi, and decided to start from this area where he was best at.

""I'm sorry to make you laugh, because I'm in a hurry." Li Xinzhi answered Tian Gong a little helplessly. He really needed this method to reach the station quickly.

He guessed that the Lin family had already sent people to the airport or high-speed rail station to find him.

But who knew that he deliberately chose this remote place to escape. However, just now, Li Xinzhi also sighed that being young is good. His reaction speed and sensitivity are completely better than his previous life when he was 50 years old.

"If you don't mind, would you like to try my rice ball?" Tamiya looked at the field rations that Li Xinzhi was eating, and let him eat his rice ball with some heartache.

After all, he had also raised his own brat, so he was very happy.���When I went to serve in the army, I knew that this thing was notoriously unpalatable. Seeing this boy, who was about the same age as my youngest son, eating this thing, I naturally couldn't bear it.

""Okay, thank you very much." Feeling warm and cared for, Li Xinzhi took the rice ball from Tamiya very respectfully and took a bite. It was really delicious, with a crispy baked surface and a moderately salty filling, which made him feel that it was a very delicious food.

Suddenly, he remembered that Lin Qingxue often made lunch boxes for him like this, and always smiled as she watched him wolfing down the food.

Thinking of the fact that his contact with her was completely cut off after tonight, he couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

Tamiya looked at Li Xinzhi's somewhat aggrieved look, and while lamenting that he finally looked a little like a teenager, he also guessed the reason why he came here.

He was deeply hurt by love and wanted to take a trip to forget everything. Sure enough, kids of this age are so impulsive.

Tamiya didn't know whether to sigh or envy, after all, he had such unforgettable memories before.