At Yongcheng Railway Station, Yu Qing took a breath as soon as he got off the bus and said to himself with a wry smile: "It seems that it will take a long time to line up in a while." The crowds of people were surging here, and at first glance, there were dense heads.

The driver looked out of the car, and the moving heads made him laugh. However, he had been used to such scenes for a long time. It was still good now. If it was a month or two, the New Year's Day would be too crowded to squeeze in. I instantly thought of the embarrassment I experienced during the Spring Festival last year to buy a ticket to my wife's house.

Yu Qing, who was standing outside the car, looked at the watch in the car and found that he was 62.8 yuan.

He took out his wallet and saw that his wallet was empty, with only his ID card and a few bank cards lying quietly in the card slot, not even a dime. Suddenly, he remembered that he had dumped all the money on his body yesterday. But he was not nervous, and called out the "richest man system". After logging in, he put his hand into the inner bag of his coat and withdrawing 10,000 yuan in cash.

Feeling that his hands had a real touch of the banknote, Yu Qing took out a hundred-dollar bill and handed it to the driver, and said, "Master, thank you for this trip."

After the driver took the money, he was stunned when he heard this sentence. He looked at the young man with a bright smile in front of him and didn't know what to say.

Yu Qing turned around and left. The driver came to his senses and raised his hand and shouted, "Brother!!" Yu Qing did not turn around, but just raised his hand and shook it on his head, as if signaling that he had heard it.

The driver wanted to call again, but Yu Qing didn't give him a chance. He had already integrated into the crowd that was constantly moving and lost his trace.

The uncle held the hundred yuan in his hand, looked at the watch and whispered: "No need so much! I haven't found any money yet, and the young people are really there now."

On weekdays, passengers will give you one or two yuan more, and it’s fine if you accept it. This time I charged dozens of yuan more. The honest and kind-hearted uncle felt a little disgusted no matter how he thought about it. When he was about to chase him, a guest came in from the car and said to him: "Master, go to the city center."

The uncle hesitated for a while, put the money in his hand, responded with a "Okay". Then he drove the car. He looked at the gradually moving station in the rearview mirror of the car, and said softly: "Let's have a good journey."

Yu Qing naturally didn't hear the wishes of the driver. He was now struggling in the crowd. There were too many people here. Every time he took a step, he had to push away the person in front of him, and then a slander from the person being pushed away would come. Fortunately, Yu Qing, who had been strengthened by the "system", was amazing. Although the whole process was difficult, it was not unfortunately painful.

As a harbor city, Yongcheng, in addition to the city's seafood specialties, also has an endless vast sea, which comes with a series of rich tourism resources such as beaches and islands.

I don’t know who said first, saying that a person must look at the sea in his life, just like a trip to Tibet to cleanse his body and mind, and it is passed down among the world.

Yongcheng receives tens of millions of tourists every year. They come to see the sea to feel the pulsation of the sea, although Yu Qing, who grew up by the sea, did not feel the pulsation of the sea.

Although it is still because of winter, not many people come here to travel, and most of them go to warmer Southeast Asian countries. But there are definitely many people at stations as transportation hubs, such as passenger stations and train stations.

When Yu Qinghua came from the crowd to the self-service ticket pickup machine, she suddenly realized that she could rent a car directly back to the port city, so she would not need to squeeze around here, but then she thought about it and broke her thoughts.

The fastest way to get from Yongcheng to Hong Kongcheng is to take a high-speed train, which only takes two hours. Although there are only two shifts a day, it is still much faster than a car that takes almost four hours, and the high-speed train is much more comfortable than an ordinary car.

Yu Qing, who was standing in front of the ticket machine, touched his chin and thought about it. After all, it was because he didn’t have a driver’s license and no car, otherwise wouldn’t it be more convenient to drive back by himself?

He sighed and said, "It seems that he really has to take a driver's license. He used to spend time on work and didn't take the exam. Now he is free and it's time to solve it."

"May I ask, do you get the ticket?"

A timid voice sounded behind Yu Qing. When he looked back, he saw a girl who looked like a high school student. Her brown hair was tied into a ponytail, her big watery eyes were flashing, and she was wrapped in thick red down. She seemed to pay great attention to keeping warm, not the kind of girl who wanted to be beautiful but not warm.

"Sorry, if you think about things, I'll get the vote now."

The brown-haired girl seemed a little shy, and whispered "um" for a moment, then lowered her head and started playing with her phone.

Yu Qing is half a head taller than the girl, so when he saw the comics flashing through the girl's phone, he smiled knowingly. The girl was like a teenager, and she once hid the shyness and shyness facing the world in the comic novels.

After picking up the tickets that had been booked online, Yu Qing turned around and left. He saw the brown-haired girl also started to press and press them in front of the ticket pick-up machine. The sharp-eyed Yu Qing saw the brown-haired girl's train number d4581 when she hurriedly left, and inexplicably felt familiar.

Yu Qing didn't think about it carefully. He quickly passed the first ticket checkpoint and came to the waiting hall. He wanted to find a place to sit down, but unexpectedly, even the waiting hall was full of people, and there was almost no place to stand, and he even wanted to sit down.

I originally thought that there would be fewer people after leaving early, so I specially booked the first high-speed train to Hong Kong City, but I didn't expect there were still so many people. But fortunately, there would be more people at the trip at 3:00 in the afternoon, because Yu Qing saw that the ticket for that trip was gone yesterday.

In desperation, Yu Qing could only stand in the corner. Fortunately, he had no luggage, so he was relaxed. He never liked to carry big bags when traveling. After standing for more than ten minutes, he felt bored with his ticket and looked at it. D4581, first-class seat 5b.

Yu Qing suddenly remembered the train number of the brown-haired girl. Isn’t it the same as hers? No wonder she is so familiar. It turns out to be the same train.

At this time, the radio rang, saying that the D4581 EMU began to check tickets.

Yu Qing took the train with the crowd checking tickets and sat down at his seat. He took a picture of the crowd surging outside the high-speed train and posted it on his Moments.

"Goodbye, Yongcheng."
Chapter completed!