novelraw Chapter 1768 - 401: The World Has Changed, and Hearts Have Grown Cold (Part 2)
Chapter 1768 - 401: The World Has Changed, and Hearts Have Grown Cold (Part 2)
"Damn it, you dare hit me?" The man’s eyes flashed with malice as he grabbed Yan Xing’s backpack. Seeing the girl’s innocent and bright appearance, he raised an eyebrow unexpectedly: "Not bad looking."
"You pervert, take your dirty hands off." Yan Xing mustered up the courage to shout, their commotion drawing the attention of many people in the carriage.
The man had a sharp, monkey-like face, and when he opened his mouth, a set of yellow buck teeth was revealed. Yan Xing was so disgusted that she felt like vomiting her previous meal.
The man bared his teeth and smiled, deliberately brushing his hand over Yan Xing’s hand, thinking how soft and smooth it was...
Suddenly, Yan Xing kicked towards the man’s crotch, "Pervert, go to hell."
The man dodged quickly, grabbing Yan Xing’s hair, and said viciously: "Young lady, such a bad temper doesn’t make you likable...."
"Let me go... help..." Yan Xing suddenly screamed, the man couldn’t even cover her mouth in time.
The scream finally attracted the conductor, who pointed at the man and shouted: "What are you doing? Let go now!"
The man immediately let go, chuckling: "Well... I was just joking with the girl."
Yan Xing said aggrievedly: "Uncle, this man bullied me and tried to take advantage of me."
The conductor pointed at the man and said: "You, come out."
The buck-toothed man glared fiercely at Yan Xing, and she subconsciously shrank her neck, then, as if unwilling to submit, stubbornly lifted her head.
The buck-toothed man received a stern lecture from the conductor, who warned him that any further inappropriate contact with the young girl would result in being handed over to the train police.
Only after repeatedly assuring the conductor did the buck-toothed man get released back.
Yan Xing, hugging her backpack, silently shed tears, regretting ever coming out.
Her heart was filled with regret and fear, not knowing what would happen next.
Suddenly, her shoulder was tapped, and Yan Xing looked up dumbfounded. In front of her stood a boy with clean eyes, wearing a white jacket and light blue jeans. His features weren’t particularly striking, at most he was delicate, yet he gave off a very comfortable vibe.
"You can take my seat."
His voice was gentle and pleasant.
Yan Xing stared at him blankly.
The boy’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, "If you don’t want it, then forget it."
He turned to leave as he finished speaking.
Yan Xing quickly stood up: "I want it, I want it...."
The boy seemed much more trustworthy than the buck-toothed man. Yan Xing followed behind him. The carriage was crowded, yet amidst the crowd, he always maintained a certain distance from her.
His seat was near the door, quite a few rows away from where she had been sitting, and it was on the aisle side.
Yan Xing sat down with pursed lips, looking at the boy standing beside her, hesitated a bit, then asked: "Since I’m taking your seat, what will you do?"
The boy replied casually: "Standing is good exercise for the body."
Yan Xing felt a slight touch of warmth in her heart.
The boy rested his fingers on the back of the chair, using his body to shield her from the surging tide of people. Each time a wave of passengers passed, his body would be pressed towards her, causing her face to inadvertently bump into his chest, which was both soft and firm. He had a pleasant scent of soap mixed with sunshine and grass, filling her nostrils.
"I’m sorry." His deep voice came from above as he stepped back.
"It’s... it’s okay." She replied sullenly, fingers tightening around the strap of her backpack.
She didn’t know how long it had been, with wave after wave of passengers, her legs were numb from sitting. Suddenly, she stood up and said: "I’m going to the bathroom, you should sit down and rest for a bit."
The boy nodded, massaging his arm gently.
Yan Xing pursed her lips and went in search of the restroom, clutching her backpack.
Just as she opened the restroom door to exit, someone suddenly grabbed her arm. In a panic, she lifted her eyes to see the buck-toothed man with a sleazy smile: "Where are you running off to, young lady?"
"Let go of me." Yan Xing struggled to free her arm, "If you don’t let go, I’ll scream...."
"Go ahead, scream, see if anyone will care...."
Yan Xing glanced around, noticing that passersby were pretending not to see anything.
Times have changed, and the hearts of the people have turned indifferent; no one wants to get into trouble while out and about.
Yan Xing’s heart sank to the bottom, and just as she opened her mouth to shout, "Help...."
Before she could finish saying ’help,’ her mouth was covered by the buck-toothed man, who then tried to drag her away.
She struggled desperately, smelling the stench from the man’s hand, which made her feel nauseous, yet she couldn’t compete with the man’s strength.
Just as she was about to give up hope, the buck-toothed man suddenly stumbled, causing him to fall forward, and she was dragged down, scraping her arm.