No cp, too many family and friendship elements, essentially a travel road story.
The protagonist is from Northeast China, and some dialect warnings are included. It's an imaginary setting, but there are prototypes everywhere it appears.
Stories about people, cities, and journeys.
"Hey, Shan Niang, have you ever thought about what kind of person you are?"
"? I am who I am, Qingshan Qiong."
On the train, after paying homage and settling down with his parents who were sleepy because they woke up so early to catch the train, Qing Shanqiong got up and walked outside to talk to another friend who was traveling with him.
The four of them sat in soft beds, and because there were few people, they sat in the same room. Considering the conditions and habits of Qingshan Qiong, it was considered a luxury.
Others like to call her Shan Niang, which sounds like an old-fashioned way of calling her an old person.
"I, besides myself, can't be anyone else. I just sometimes see what others can do and what I can't do, and I learn from myself."
Qingshan Qiong probably knew what his friend was asking, so he replied in a nonchalant manner in the eyes of others. Then, he handed the soaked instant noodles to his friend.
"Come on, let's take a nap. It's so early in the morning and it's hard to catch the train with the three of us."
After turning around, he took another two bowls of instant noodles and turned into the soft sleeper.
After putting down the items in his hands, Qingshan Qiong gently patted his mother Qing Lanxing who was lying on the bed and playing with her mobile phone.
"Come, have something to eat," he said, indicating what he was saying to his mother in sign language, "even though it's only five o'clock, hahaha."
Hearing this, Qinglan Xing's father, Haihe Qi, who was on the upper bunk bed, quickly put down the bedding that he was about to lay down before spreading it out, and got off the bed with a smile as his eyes shone like "light".
"Qingshan Qiong is unique. From the parents she has, she is unique. So she is also unique."
…………
Do I like traveling? Qingshan Qiong asked himself.
I don't like it. Negotiation, high-intensity concentration, an unknown road ahead, unspeakable human nature... I shouldn't have liked it.
But I... Love my mother more. She is deaf but high-spirited. She likes to explore and take risks more than I do. I love my father even more. He is thoughtful but gentle, and he is always interested in the future.
Qingshan Qiong looks out the window. The curiosity of exploration is probably worth learning from Qingshan Qiong.
... Obviously when they were young, their family had no funds for the two of them to challenge themselves and explore the future, but...
I looked up and saw my parents catching the train at 4:30 in the morning, but they were still looking forward to it. They were eating noodles and gesturing with their hands, chatting enthusiastically.
Note: When Qing Lanxing uses metaphors and other figures of speech, he writes them in writing or types them on his mobile phone.
The writing quality cannot be warned. Because it is essentially a world-view narration, the story cannot be forewarned.
Purpose: Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles.
