Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

In fact, no matter how far away people are, they still feel homesick.

Liu Ningning is homesick. She keeps watching the time and seeing whether it is time for her train.

Her luggage was a backpack, a worn suitcase, and a big bag.

She put the big bag on the suitcase and the backpack was on her back.

But she was still a little scared and uneasy. She carefully put everything in front of her eyes, carrying her schoolbag in front.

She couldn't see anything on her face, but only she knew that this was the first time she took a car home from such a far away place, and at night, she was scared and her face was pale.

In fact, she really envy those classmates whose family is in the city, and their parents can drive them home.

They need not worry about anything or fear.

At this time Liu Ningning did not dare to think about Luo Yanxiao.

She must be uncomfortable in her heart, and she cried in the bed.

But after crying, she was able to take care of her mood, and now she felt very uncomfortable and wanted to go home urgently.

Feeling home is a harbor for the soul.

Maybe others will not understand this mood, but she knows it herself.

At the railway station, it took more than an hour to depart. Liu Ningning took out the book and wrote a short article with emotion.

After writing, she thought about it and prepared to mail it to the magazine.

When she read a book before, she remembered the mailing address of a magazine, and Liu Ningning found it from the book and put a essay in it.

Soon, it was time for the departure. Liu Ningning dragged his suitcase with his schoolbag to the ticket gate.

She felt she was particularly embarrassed now.

She looked at the girl next to her and seemed to look like a college student with a boyfriend to send her.

She was also envious, feeling that they did not seem to be so scared and worried about her, and they did not have to carry luggage in their hands.

She couldn't help thinking of Luo Yanxiao. Before, Luo Yanxiao picked her up and didn't let her take heavy things.

Now she looked down at a dilapidated box and a bag, and her complexion also changed, a little pale.

Liu Ningning dragged the suitcase tightly and quickly got into the car.

After getting in the car, she could only stand, nowhere to stand, she could not reach the luggage rack, and she could not put things up.

No one stood up to help her put it up.

Liu Ningning can only put her luggage in the open space between the two carriages, she leaned against the carriage and stood.

At night, people are easily sleepy, and Liu Ningning squeezed herself hard a few times to keep her from sleeping.

It was dark outside. She looked at the time and felt how slow it was.

The legs she stood on were a little sour, she could only move lightly.

Because the time is still long, Liu Ningning can only speak in the car, she does not want to waste a little time.

In fact, I also want to be busy, so I won't be thinking about it.

Because of being very sleepy, Liu Ningning's eyes kept bursting into tears.

She wiped her tears, continued her spirit, and continued to stand.

The train arrived at the station at more than six in the morning.

When Liu Ningning got off, it was still dark, and the winter days were longer.

She looked at two or three people who got off the bus at the station.

She wanted to see if there were any acquaintances so that they could transfer together.

But when she walked out of the train station, she found that several of them had cars to pick up, and she was the only one left.

As soon as she left the train station, there were various questions from the black car driver, and she could not take a taxi.

She turned pale and stiffly dragged the suitcase to the bus station.

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