The train slowly stopped at the station. Mrs. Zhou was still packing her luggage when Zhou Yong rushed into the carriage. When he saw his wife was safe and sound, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Mrs. Zhou was surprised and asked, "Hey, why are you here?"
"I just happened to have something to ask the conductor." There were many train attendants in the carriage, and Zhou Yong didn't say much. He picked up the luggage bag with one hand and pulled his wife with the other hand, "Let's go home first."
The atmosphere seemed loving and harmonious. After the two got off the train, even the attendants were whispering, envious of Mrs. Zhou for marrying such a good man. But at the same time, they were a little worried - they received instructions from their superiors only after the train started, asking them to take Mrs. Zhou to the VIP car for special protection. It sounded like something big had gone wrong.
People coming out of the various carriages gathered together, slowly flowing toward the exit like quicksand. Zhou Yong opened his arms and held his wife in his arms, protecting her tightly. He kept an eye on the movements around him all the way, and even when he got back to the car, he still did not relax his vigilance.
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