Without hesitation, Gao Lang forked over a small fortune—five times the standard price—for two measly motion sickness pills.
Granted, he’d expected a markup, but the sheer audacity of the price still sent a ripple of disbelief through the group. "Absolute daylight robbery," someone muttered.
Passengers nearby, who had just been toying with the idea of purchasing the pills themselves, immediately retracted their intentions, whispering among themselves, "Forget it. We’ll just hold it in. Even puking seems more reasonable than throwing money at that kind of scam. I mean, those people bought sleeper seats—they’re obviously loaded. We’re not in their league."
Gao Lang paid the mutterings no mind. His focus was on his son. He gave Gao Ming the medication, and mercifully, the child stopped retching. But he wilted completely—no longer the bright-eyed boy eager to soak in the scenery with Su Li. Now, just sitting upright seemed an insurmountable task.
Gao Ming had been so excited about his first train ride, imagining it would be an unforgettable adventure with his friend. Instead, he ended up listless and pale, slumped against his father’s shoulder, fast asleep within minutes.
Su Li watched his friend quietly for a while, concern flickering across his features, but the pull of childhood curiosity soon got the better of him. Not long after, he’d immersed himself in a whirlwind of games with the other children on the train.
He had brought along a Go board, and in no time, he was holding court in the aisle, the undisputed star of the sleeper car. Su Li won every match with effortless flair, earning admiration and wide-eyed gasps from the other kids.
Back straight, chest puffed out, Su Li basked in his moment of glory. As long as he wasn’t playing against the likes of his older brother Su Bing, who was almost terrifyingly good, or the brilliant Gao Ming, when he wasn’t motion-sick, or the elusive Xu Sheng, whom he had yet to beat even once, Su Li was a legend in his own right.
"That was nothing," he said smugly, as he prepared another move. "Here, watch closely—I’ll teach you a killer trick."
Meanwhile, Su Shen was on parenting duty.
Gu Zi, curled up in a window seat, was gazing dreamily at the ever-changing landscape. She was undeniably striking—elegant, poised, effortlessly out of place in the drab train car—and it wasn’t long before she began to draw attention.
A pair of female students passed by, unable to contain their curiosity. One of them whispered excitedly, "Did you see her? She has to be a celebrity. She’s gorgeous! She doesn’t even look like she belongs on the same planet as us."
Her companion, equally smitten, sighed. "If she were at our school, she’d be the undisputed campus queen. Did you see her hair? That soft, bouncy curl—so chic. Do you think I could pull it off?"
Back in the world of grown-ups, a few passengers were looking for a fourth player for a game of cards and turned to Su Shen. He politely declined, scooping up the sleepy Su Le from the floor. "I’m on kid duty," he said with an apologetic smile. "Maybe another time."
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