The Cultivator's Reborn to 1970s-Chapter 122 - 101 (third watch)

The fate between these two is really... unspeakable!

Lan Tian’s eyes lifted at the corners, with a hint of a faint smile spilling over his lips, he turned back to look at the entrance.

Zhou Yuwei did not expect to run into Mo Junhua here, her eyes and heart only saw him. Having reluctantly parted with Mo Junhua in the waiting hall earlier, she had been carrying that regret, wishing at the time that they were on the same train car so she could stay with him. To her surprise, God seemed to have heard her wish and granted it.

Mo Junhua "..."

No matter where he goes, he bumps into this woman, this train is indeed very small. One encounter could be called an accident, two encounters could be called a coincidence, but meeting three or four times? If it weren’t for the fact that he knew this woman didn’t know he was heading home, Mo Junhua would wonder if she was following him.

Zhou Yuwei came in, saw the footprints on her berth, eyebrows furrowing into a frown, her face unconsciously showing distaste as she stood at the bed not moving, turning to look back at Mo Junhua, hesitating to speak.

Lan Tian was also looking at Mo Junhua, noticing his indifferent, unconcerned expression, showing no intention of chivalrously helping, and glancing at the ostensibly weak and fearful Bai Lianhua, Lan Tian suddenly wanted to laugh and abruptly turned his head to look out the window.

The people in several upper berths seeing that the newcomer was a female soldier in military attire, who was pretty and had a pure appearance, seemed to know the male soldier, couldn’t help but look towards Lan Tian, each one feeling there was a spectacle to watch.

After Mo Junhua finished wiping his face, he wrung out the water from the towel, poured half of the water from his cup onto the towel and rubbed it a few times, continued to wring out the water, then disposed of the remaining water from the cup onto the towel, wiped his face again, and took the cup and towel out.

Watching Mo Junhua passing by her, Zhou Yuwei suddenly felt very wronged. She glanced toward the berth opposite, as if she had just noticed Lan Tian, "Little sister, you’re here too? I didn’t see you just now. When did you arrive?"

Huh?

The people in the other berths collectively rolled their eyes at her question, as the person had been there all along, good grief, young lady, how are your eyes shaped? Can you not see anyone other than men?

Lan Tian said with a slight smile, "What a coincidence, in the same train car again."

Zhou Yuwei glanced at Lan Tian’s clean berth, then at her own dirtied one with footprints, twisted her body, and moved closer to Lan Tian, sitting down at the foot of Lan Tian’s bed.

"My name is Zhou Yuwei, what’s yours?"

After sitting down, Zhou Yuwei looked carefully at Lan Tian, she had been too preoccupied with approaching Mo Junhua earlier to notice her, but upon closer inspection, she realized the young girl was extremely beautiful, with not a single visible pore, skin porcelain white, clear, and seemingly luminescent, soft enough to pinch water out, eyelashes long and curled. A creeping jealousy began to spread from the depths of her heart.

So Bai Lianhua’s real name is Zhou Yuwei, the name sounds quite elegant, unlike the inelegant things she’s been doing. Lan Tian curled her lips slightly, softened her expression, and replied, "Lan Tian."

Zhou Yuwei was taken aback for a second before she realized what Lan Tian had said was her name, then smiled in praise, "Lan Tian, Lan Tian, such a nice name, your family must cherish you very much."

Lan Tian hummed with a smile brimming with warmth.

"Can I call you Lan Tian?"

Lan Tian nodded.

"Lan Tian," Zhou Yuwei smiled sweetly, as if by calling the name, the two of them became much closer, moving closer to Lan Tian and touching the berth, "Your berth is so clean, unlike mine—full of dirty footprints, whoever stepped on it had no manners."

Hearing her words, the expressions on the faces of the people in the upper berths worsened, their eyes unfriendly towards her gaze.

Lan Tian only gave a light smile, glancing towards Zhou Yuwei who was sitting by her legs. Bai Lianhua, or rather, Zhou Yuwei, it’s hard to get used to calling her by her real name after shouting Bai Lianhua for decades. Lan Tian looked over to the opposite berth. Zhou Yuwei moved so close to her—did she want her help? freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

"Having a brother is great, having a brother help with everything, I am so envious of you, Lan Tian. Seeing how good your brother treats you, I wish I had a brother too. But above me, I only have two older sisters, and below, two younger brothers. I don’t know why, but whenever I see you, I feel so close, as if we were sisters in a past life."

Lan Tian laughed, it wasn’t a shallow laugh, but one where her eyes softened, lips curved upwards, her joy spreading slowly from her lips—her eyes shone like black pearls adorned with stars, stunningly beautiful.

The few who were secretly paying attention to their casual conversation, their eyes didn’t even know where to focus.

How could they not feel close? In their past lives, they had shared a man—indeed, they were sisters.

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