As the announcement sounded, the train began to move with a creaking sound, and the scenery slowly swept away from sight, from bustling cities to suburban fields and then to desolate no-man’s land, the view changing all the way. Follow current novᴇls on novᴇlfire.net Yun Ya was originally watching with great interest, excited like a little bird just out of the cage, while Yan Song was watching her gently the whole time. But gradually, she couldn’t smile anymore. The onset of motion sickness left her sprawled on the bed, unable to get up. Yan Song looked at her pale little face with distress: "How could you get motion sickness? Let’s get off at the next station. It’s still so far; it can’t go on , can it?" Yun Ya shook her head, "It’s fine. I’ll feel better after resting for a bit. Anyway, I don’t want to get off the train." Yan Song had no way to deal with her, so he took off his shoes and lay down. The two of them lay on the 1.2-meter berth, which was really cramped. Yan Song lay on his side to reduce the weight, holding Yun Ya in his arms. His long legs stretched out a good length beyond the bed, making it look quite uncomfortable. With the train’s rhythmic clattering, Yun Ya gradually drifted into dreamland. Yan Song lay on his side, his feet without a support point, and his arm being used as Yun Ya’s pillow, it was as torturous as being punished. Eventually, half of his body went numb. Gradually, it got dark outside the train window; night fell, leaving only the creaking sound of the train in the quietness. "Brother Yan..." Yun Ya clung to his shirt with both hands, slowly opening her eyes. Yan Song lowered his eyes to look at her, brushed aside the strands of hair on her forehead with his fingers, and softly said, "Are you still uncomfortable?" Yun Ya pursed her lips and fell silent. In fact, she felt discomfort everywhere; she had overestimated herself. She didn’t expect to get motion sickness, and on top of that, her period hadn’t ended, leaving her whole body aching and weak, her stomach churning with nausea, nearly making her cry. But she didn’t want to get off the train; snuggling in Brother Yan’s arms, even though it was uncomfortable, felt comforting, peaceful, as if the whole world consisted of just the two of them, with no worries or troubles, just the two of them. This feeling was too wonderfully perfect, making her reluctant to let go. Yun Ya shook her head, revealing a slight smile, "Brother Yan, I’m not uncomfortable anymore, really." Yan Song saw her face was frighteningly pale, said nothing, held her tightly, and pressed his lips to her forehead, gently saying, "Brother Yan is here with you." After a while, Yun Ya said in a small voice, "I want to go to the bathroom." "I’ll go with you." As soon as he said this, he tried to get up, but half his body was numb, and he nearly fell, quickly grabbing the bed edge to steady himself. Yun Ya hurriedly sat up, "Brother Yan, what’s wrong with you?" Seeing that half of his face was purplish-red, Yun Ya rolled up his sleeve, revealing bruises and bulging veins that looked quite frightening. She involuntarily reddened her eyes, "You dummy, why didn’t you just push me away?" Yan Song panicked when he saw her crying, leaned over to hug her, "I just didn’t want to disturb your sleep, see, I’m fine, thick-skinned." Yun Ya burst into laughter, "Idiot." "You rest well, I’ll call Ah Yun to go with me." Seeing Yan Song about to get up, Yun Ya glared at him, making Yan Song obediently sit back down. Yun Ya draped a headscarf and slowly walked out, knocking on the door next door, and soon Ah Yun poked her head out. The bathroom was at the end of the carriage, and they had to walk through half of the carriage. Ah Yun supported her, walking slowly. Just then, a door to the side suddenly opened from inside, and a man in his thirties walked out. At that moment, a gust of wind, from who knows where, lifted a corner of Yun Ya’s scarf, revealing a graceful and fair chin. The man stood there dazed, and even after the two had walked far, he hadn’t yet reacted. "Lao San, what are you standing there for?" a man’s rough voice called from inside. The man called Lao San squinted his eyes, a lascivious gleam flashed in them, thinking she looked so damn beautiful, he stealthily followed them. Yun Ya frowned slightly, turning her head to glance at Ah Yun. Ah Yun curled her lips, "Another one looking for trouble." After using the bathroom, Yun Ya opened the door and came out, catching sight of that man standing at the door smoking and surreptitiously watching from the corner of her eye. Yun Ya nonchalantly retracted her gaze, and under Ah Yun’s support, they walked back. The man watched them enter one of the rooms, a smug smile at his lips, memorized the room number, took a deep drag on his cigarette, and turned back. Entering the room, he laughed, "Didn’t expect to run into such a hot woman here, do you guys want some fun?" Across from him sat three shirtless men playing cards, all tattooed, looking tough and menacing. Upon hearing this, a dark-skinned man said, "In heat, don’t you know where you are? Be careful not to expose yourself."