Surrounded

Ye Jian, who was leaning against the seat by the window, wasn't completely asleep. She had a blocked nose, so she couldn't breathe normally. She didn't open her eyes when she heard the commotion, but she knew that a passenger's backpack had bumped into Ding Ling's seat.

Ding Ling sniffed heavily. She turned her head and looked at Ye Jian, who was frowning. Ding Ling couldn't help but ask softly, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? When you get off the train later, go to the pharmacy to buy some cold medicine."

Frowning, Ye Jian hummed softly. In the end, she didn't fall asleep. She just sat there until the sky turned bright.

The weather in Nanguang was good. Although the sky was only slightly bright, the entire sky was as clear as a mirror. One look and you could tell that today would be a sunny day.

Ye Jian pulled up the window a little. Fresh air blew into her face. She didn't feel cold at all. She felt very comfortable.