"Are you hungry?"
Hua Qingqing looked at him curiously. Her gaze slowly traveled from his handsome face to his abdomen hidden beneath the white shirt.
Just then, as if responding to her gaze...
"Gurgle..."
Guan Ciying's fair complexion instantly flushed a deep red.
"You're hungry!"
Hua Qingqing was certain.
The corners of her mouth twitched upwards slightly, a hint of smugness on her face.
Humph, you rejected my chocolate.
Now you're hungry!
To be honest, Hua Qingqing really wanted to mock him right then.
Don't think she didn't notice earlier!
This guy was so resistant and skeptical of her, as if she were some kind of bad person.
She wasn't blind.
But this guy was really stupid, not even knowing how to hide his emotions.
Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're good-looking.
Guan Ciying hesitated to speak, his flushed face still burning.
Hua Qingqing ate two mung bean cakes. The faint aroma of the cakes filled the cramped space. Not only the person beside her, but also the passengers in other seats were all swallowing their saliva and casting envious glances.
Hua Qingqing was about to put the cakes away.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the young man's longing look.
Instead of putting them away, she removed the oil paper and waved the cakes in front of the man before taking them back.
She asked with a smile, "Do you want some?"
Guan Ciying couldn't lie. He nodded.
Hua Qingqing smiled and said, "Well, it's not that I won't give you any. It just depends on whether you can afford it. One yuan per cake. I won't ask for food coupons. Do you want any?"
"..." He, he didn't have any food coupons.
Guan Ciying reluctantly shifted his gaze away from the cakes and shook his head.
Forget it.
He should be able to hold on until he reached the capital. It was only two and a half days.
Guan, who had never suffered a day in his life, was now penniless. He was determined to endure the hunger!
Hua Qingqing said, "You don't look like someone who's short on money. How come you can't even afford a single yuan?"
Guan Ciying replied, "I left in a hurry and forgot to bring any money."
Hua Qingqing thought to herself: What kind of pampered young master is this? He doesn't even have the basic common sense of life!
She hesitated for a moment and then took out a cake and offered it to him.
"Since you're good-looking, I'll treat you to this cake."
Good-looking?
Guan Ciying had never been complimented so directly before. His elders usually praised him for his intelligence.
He was born into a wealthy family. His parents left when he was five, and he was raised by his grandfather. On the Hong Kong Island, which was influenced by Western culture, he also learned the "old ways" of being reserved, modest, and steady.
He was sent to the United States when he was sixteen. While his classmates were out having fun, he spent most of his time in the library and then in the laboratory.
This almost three-point-one-line life had deprived him of most of his social skills.
So, what should he say now?
Guan Ciying said, "Thank you. You're very beautiful too."
With his appearance and tone, no matter what he said, it sounded sincere.
Hua Qingqing hesitated for a moment.
She took two more cakes from the oil paper and placed them in Guan Ciying's hands.
"Here, eat. Since you're so good at talking, I'll give you two more cakes."
Guan Ciying thought: This person is so generous. She must not be a bad person.
Their actions were noticed by the people around them. Some of them began to get restless.
Before Hua Qingqing could put away the cakes, an old woman came over with her grandson, smiling obsequiously.
"Girl, you look like such a kind and beautiful person. Please give my grandson a cake."
Hua Qingqing glanced at her.
"Sure. It's one yuan and fifty cents each. I won't ask for food coupons."
When the old woman heard this, she immediately glared at her.
"What? One yuan and fifty cents each? I just heard you say one yuan each."
Hua Qingqing immediately nodded and said, "One yuan each is fine too. I'll take a loss and sell one to you."
The old woman was at a loss for words. The little grandson she was holding was staring intently at Hua Qingqing's cakes and even tried to reach out for them.
Hua Qingqing quickly dodged and stuffed the cakes into her bag.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? You want to steal without paying!"
The old woman looked at Hua Qingqing and then at the man beside her, as if hesitating which one to target.
Hua Qingqing anticipated her move and raised her hand to block in front of Guan Ciying.
"His cakes are mine too. They're all one yuan and fifty cents each."
Seeing that she couldn't get what she wanted, the old woman cursed and led her grandson away. The child cried and kicked all the way, refusing to leave.
A young man wearing glasses in the next seat started criticizing Hua Qingqing.
"In the new society, we should help each other and work together for mutual benefit. As the old saying goes, if someone gives me a peach, I'll return a plum. You have so many cakes. You could easily give one to a child. You'll lose a cake, but you'll gain happiness. Why not do it?"
When Hua Qingqing heard this, she didn't realize at first that he was talking to her.
But the more she listened, the more she felt something was wrong.
Was he trying to lecture her?
Hua Qingqing couldn't stand this. She immediately turned to the man and said sarcastically, "Oh my god! I didn't expect there to be a living bodhisattva in our carriage! These cakes were bought for me by my family with their hard-earned money so that I could have a better meal on the train. Why should I give them to a complete stranger? All I know is that if I share my food, all I'll get is pain, not happiness!"
"Comrade, it's not a good thing to be generous with other people's things. If you really want to do a good deed, then spend one yuan to buy the cake and give it to that little boy. I'm sure you'll gain a lot of happiness!"
"You, you're shameless and immoral!"
The young man didn't expect a female comrade to be so sharp-tongued.
"Okay, okay, okay. You're so full of shame and morality. A great bodhisattva like you should be responsible for providing cakes for our carriage, no, for the whole train! May I ask when you're going to buy them?"
"..."
The young man in glasses shut up.
Guan Ciying watched the whole thing in shock.
It seemed that this person had been quite lenient with him just now?
He never thought that his good looks could be so useful.
For the first time, Guan Ciying felt that being good-looking had its advantages.
The real torture began at night.
Since there was no way to lie down and rest in the hard-seat area.
Hua Qingqing had been sitting for almost ten hours, and her buttocks were sore.
In the middle of the night, the noisy carriage during the day finally quieted down.
Hua Qingqing couldn't sit still anymore. She stood up and walked around for a while.
Guan Ciying said, "I'm going to the capital. What about you?"
Hua Qingqing looked at him and said, "Me too."
Guan Ciying was a little happy.
"In that case, maybe we can help each other. As long as we reach the capital, I'll give you this watch."
Hua Qingqing glanced at the watch he took off... A Rolex watch?!
She knew it. This man was definitely not an ordinary person!
But Hua Qingqing didn't show any signs of excitement.
After all, although this thing was expensive, she had seen it in her previous life.
"How do you propose we help each other?"