Xiao Mosheng
Biên tập viên: Dragon Boat Translation
Lu Ye raised his eyes slightly. His expression did not change, but out of habit, he paid more attention to the young man opposite him. His hair was a little long, and he was carrying a guitar on his back.
He looked to be younger than thirty years old, but his temperament was a little different from that of an ordinary person.
Lu Ye was already lying on his bunk, leaning against it with his eyes slightly closed.
At this moment, an old man in his sixties or seventies walked up. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the train ticket for a long time, but he did not know where his bunk was.
"Which one is it?"
"Let me take a look for you." The man with the guitar took the old man's ticket and found that it was the bunk above him. This old man was in his seventies, so it was not convenient to go up in the bunk above him.
He said, "Old man, why don't you take my bunk? It's not convenient for you to climb up."