The webmaster laughed and said it was an honor.

He carried her luggage, took her through the waiting room, came to the platform, brought it to the carriage, and put it in for her.

"...that...thank you...I'm fine...you go back..."

Before the person could sit down, he started to drive him away.

He Hanzhu glanced at her, didn't say anything, and got out of the car.

She was next to the window, and next to her was a fat lady, wrapped in thick mink fur, and the volume was getting more and more expanded.

He Hanzhu stood in the snow on the platform, and through the misty car glass, he saw her vaguely squeezed into the narrow space left by the fat lady. After sitting down, he turned his head and looked out. Seeing that he was still standing, he seemed to hesitate for a while, finally came over, reached out to wipe off the mist on the glass, his face was pressed over, and brushed his hand at him.

He drove him away again.

There are five minutes left before the train leaves.

He Hanzhu turned around and walked out of the platform and walked out of the railway station gate. His pace slowed down. Finally, he stopped in the square in front of the door, stood for a while, turned around, and looked at the three-story European-style station hall behind him.

On the huge arched roof directly above the hall gate was covered with a thick layer of snow. On the towering steep bell and drum tower next to it, a jackdaw that flew from nowhere was standing.

Several passengers rushing to the train, carrying boxes, hurried into the door.

No one came out.

"Sir, buy a pack of cigarettes!"

A cigarette boy with red ears ran over with a cigarette box and sold cigarettes.

He Hanzhu turned around and continued to stand for a while.

"Dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-

Suddenly, the sound of a big bell striking at the hourly moment came from the top of my head, and faintly, deep in the train station, there was a long whistle sound from the sound of a whistle.

"Sir, okay, buy a pack of cigarettes!"

Finally, He Hanzhu threw a dollar into the box and took a pack of cigarettes and matches.

He bit the cigarette, scratched a match, lowered his head, blocked the wind with one hand, lit the cigarette, threw the matchstick, and took a step forward when a hand suddenly reached out to take the cigarette that had just nodded from his mouth.

His heart suddenly jumped, and he turned his head and saw Su Xuezhi standing in the snow behind him with a box, frowning and unhappy.

"He Hanzhu, are you talking as farts? Can I still believe what you say?"

He Hanzhu looked at her, his figure was fixed for a few seconds, and suddenly, he grinned, took out the newly unpacked cigarette in his pocket, and threw it back into the cigarette boy's cigarette box together with the matches, and then reached out and took the box in her hand.

"Miss Su, you are so unpolite! I'll tell you again when I'm back!"
Chapter completed!