Gu Qiaoqiao quietly withdrew her gaze and exchanged a few words with Uncle Gu.
Uncle Gu muttered to Gu Qiaoqiao that he didn't know why, but he had slept so deeply last night that he hadn't woken up at all.
This was not normal.
Although puzzled, the water they drank and the food they ate along the way had all been brought by themselves, so there shouldn't be any problems.
And it seemed that the same was true for the other passengers on the train.
Gu Qiaoqiao couldn't explain why either.
After comforting Uncle Gu, Gu Qiaoqiao took her seat.
The man sitting opposite seemed as if he hadn't seen Gu Qiaoqiao at all.
He continued to look out the window with indifference.
At that moment, it seemed as if all his thoughts and soul had left the carriage.
This idea startled Gu Qiaoqiao,
and she quickly lowered her head to read her book.
Since the other party had no intention of speaking, she was happy not to start a conversation.
