Reborn: I'll Never Fail My Childhood Sweetheart Again Chapter 288 - 124: Class President, Ah Xi, I Will Definitely

Despite the distance between Jinling and Shang Qiu being only five to six hundred kiloters, the green train travels so slowly, barely reaching dozens of kiloters per hour, and frequently stops at small stations.

Fortunately, I managed to purchase a sleeper ticket, otherwise it would have been torturous on the train.

After nearly a day and a night, the announcent for the upcoming arrival at Shangqiu Station finally echoed through the carriage.

Su Zelin had woken up long ago; he had asked the attendant about the approximate arrival ti, and if there wasn’t much delay it would be around 5 a.m.

So, the loafer set an alarm to avoid oversleeping and missing the station.

He looked at his phone, it was 5:10, just about what the attendant had said.

"Ah Xi, we’re almost at the station, wake up!"

Su Zelin got up, calling twice to the upper bunk where Luo Xi was sleeping.

The class belle was sleeping soundly; she hadn’t rested the entire day, and even at night she couldn’t fall asleep until after midnight when she finally drifted off drowsily.

Between four or five in the morning is when humans are at their most physiologically fatigued, and despite Su Zelin calling out a few tis, the class belle remained in her dreams.

After giving another couple of nudges, Luo Xi finally showed so reaction.

"Mom, don’t shout, let sleep a bit more!"

At this point, she was so groggy that she forgot she was on a train and thought she was at ho.

Annoyed by the disturbance, the class belle impatiently turned over, showing her back to Su Zelin, and went back to sleep with her bottom slightly raised.

Su Zelin found it both frustrating and amusing.

Darn it, Ah Xi usually seed like such an elegant girl, who would’ve thought she could sleep like a piglet? I knew the art of holding one’s breath and could even be awoken by Qin Shiqing!

Speaking of Qin Shiqing, one can’t help but ntion her "Eighteen Forms of Waking Up."

Yeah, there’s a move called sothing.

Oh right, it’s the Mighty Vajra Palm.

It’s mainly targeted at snoozing people with their bottoms up; a powerful slap down would cause a sizzling sound, and the first-tir hit with this move would leap up clutching their buttocks.

This move from Qin Shiqing didn’t work on because my bottom grew immune from being spanked by my parents in my childhood.

But Ah Xi’s bottom probably wasn’t as tough, so it should be effective, especially since her posture is so accommodating—who else but the Mighty Vajra Palm!

Su Zelin rubbed his hands together, eagerly preparing to strike, when he suddenly noticed sothing.

He turned around to see a pair of sharp eyes staring at him in the dark—it was the soldier sleeping on the opposite bunk.

Seeing the young punk rubbing his hands, seemingly eyeing the girl’s rear, the soldier assud he’d encountered a pervert and felt the urge to act heroically.

After all, in this era, incidents of indecent conduct and even more outrageous acts occur on trains, and literature from a certain future island often contains related stories. Many authors claim adamantly that these are personal experiences, with the majority of such events reportedly occurring between 2000 and 2008, leaving many later ’wolfer’ n bemoaning their untily births.

The soldier had eyes as sharp as an eagle’s, ready to pounce on Su Zelin at the slightest move with a speed too fast to cover one’s ears.

"This damn weather, it’s really cold!"

The loafer, originally planning to strike, used the opportunity to rub his hands for warmth, forcing a laugh to cover up.

He then pointed at Luo Xi, "This is my classmate, she’s sleeping too deeply, we’re almost at the station and I can’t wake her up!"

The soldier had boarded the train at midnight, so he didn’t know about the relationship between him and Luo Xi, necessitating this explanation.

The inner strength he had drawn into his palms dissipated; with the soldier present, the Mighty Vajra Palm couldn’t be deployed, leaving him no choice but to employ a gentler thod to wake her.

Su Zelin took out an MP3 player from his pocket and pressed the cold tal against Luo Xi’s cheek. The chill caused the class belle to shiver and awaken from her dream, rubbing her eyes and seeing Su Zelin’s face, she groggily asked, "What’s going on?"

"Ah Xi, why do you sleep like a piglet? I called you several tis and you didn’t wake up, we’re almost at the station!"

Thinking about how he nearly beca a third-class ritorious soldier for the opposite soldier, Su Zelin felt a bit annoyed.

"Ah, sorry, sorry!"

Upon rembering the matter at hand, Luo Xi suddenly beca clear-eyed and hurried to get up from the bed.

"I told you, she’s my classmate!"

Su Zelin smiled apologetically at the soldier on the opposite side.

Only then did the soldier gently nod and lie back down.

Before long, the train reached the station.

The two of them got off the train, and a gust of cold wind made Luo Xi shrink her neck, pulling her scarf tighter.

In winter, the temperature in Yu Province can drop to minus five degrees, colder than Su and Zhe regions.

The sky had not yet brightened, and dark figures hurried along the dim platform; the yellowish light barely providing so warmth and comfort to these travelers far from ho, their disordered footsteps echoing as they gradually blended into the distant darkness like ghosts.

Seeing the expressionless faces around her, Luo Xi instinctively moved closer to Su Zelin.

On this unfamiliar land, the loafer class monitor was her only support.

"Don’t worry, I’m here!"

Su Zelin reassured her softly.

He could understand Luo Xi’s feelings.

Back when he first left the Su and Zhe regions to venture outside for work, he felt the sa way.

He had a bold spirit, not afraid or panicked, but still harboring a sense of inexplicable loneliness.

"Mm!"

Luo Xi nodded slightly.

Having Su Zelin there did indeed make her feel at ease.

The loafer sported a classic Pompadour hairstyle, wore a Duck Duck mid-length down jacket, looking imposing and tall, reminiscent of a young Chow Yun-fat, and with his roguish deanor, having such a bodyguard by her side ant most people wouldn’t dare provoke him.