A life of clearness

Chapter 637 Wangchuan Extra: Half a Step to Divine Transformation

Chapter 637 Wangchuan Extra: Half a Step to Divine Transformation (Part )
"We have arrived at Yushan New District Station. Passengers who are getting off the bus please take your belongings with you and get off through the back door. Next stop is Huayuan Road Station."

The girl in the navy blue school uniform was carrying a schoolbag on her left shoulder and she smoothly put the bus card she had just beeped into her pocket.

Yushan New District Station is not far from the departure station, so there are not many people every time she gets on the bus. After throwing her schoolbag into her old seat by the window, Rong Qing casually greeted the boy in the back row as usual: "Have you had dinner?"

Take this opportunity to secretly look at the other person's eyes and eyebrows.

He has a beautiful face and delicate features. He looks extremely handsome in a neatly tailored black casual outfit. In addition, his demeanor is definitely not something that an ordinary family can raise.

Rong Qing guessed that he should be a student of an international school. It was only when she came to Xinhai City that she knew there were such schools in China. The tuition was shockingly expensive, and the clothes and daily necessities of the students there easily cost five figures. She simply couldn't imagine what kind of life such a rich peer led.

No matter how low-key he is, he should have a special car to pick him up, but he really didn't change his mind and took the same bus with Rong Qing every Sunday evening. Rong Qing went back to school for evening self-study. And he... according to him, he was learning calligraphy from an old professor.

"I've eaten." The boy nodded, even though Rong Qing had already sat upright in the front row with dignity and didn't even look back.

This isn't like her.

In the past, Rong Qing had a lot of "freedom". She could sit leaning back or sideways if she wanted. Anyway, there was no one there, so there were plenty of empty seats.

However, now in front of such a beautiful man, she has not dared to cross her legs for a long time...

What did you have for dinner? Rong Qing stopped herself from saying something to get close to him, because it was too boring.

She was struggling with this and that in her heart, and it was not until the bus had passed two stops that she dared to ask the other party.

"Come to think of it, I still don't know your name. My name is Rong Qing. Rong is the Rong that means to accommodate, which is quite rare. Qing is the Qing that means the sky clears after the rain."

"Forget the River."

Amid the roar of the bus's engine, Rong Qing hesitantly repeated, "Wang Chuan?"

"Correct."

"Are you studying at UWC? I see you have a lot of free time."

For a long time, Rong Qing did not hear a response from the back row, and she regretted being so abrupt. She didn't even dare to look back, just pretending that what had just happened had never happened.

"No."

"Oh." She breathed a sigh of relief and didn't dare to ask any more questions. "I'm from No. 6 Middle School. The Chinese language department at No. 6 Middle School is very good, but the campus is a bit far from me. It takes more than an hour to get there by car."

"I know." Wangchuan said softly, "Xinhai No. 6 Middle School Station is the stop before I get off."

"That's right. You were in front of me when I got on the bus, and you were behind me when I got off. If we talk about hardship, you're the one who has it harder."

After saying that, the two fell into silence again.

But she didn't feel awkward about the silence. It was as if the words had come to an end. If she had anything else to say, she would say it naturally when the time came.

Rong Qing looked at the neon lights on the top of the skyscraper. The bright light disappeared around the corner as the bus turned a corner. Not long after, it reappeared.

The bus weaves flexibly among the traffic on the road.

In the dim night sky, street lamps lit up one by one, and there was a white moon in the sky.

Skyscrapers are getting closer. The roads are getting wider, but they are also getting more crowded with cars.

Rong Qing looked down at a car next to the bus and suddenly said, "I probably won't have to take the bus anymore."

"What's wrong?"

She suddenly had the urge to confide: "I take the bus because my family doesn't have a car and I didn't get a license plate in the lottery. After all, it only takes a little over half an hour to get to school by car. My mother just placed an order the day before yesterday, and I'll be able to get the car in about one or two months. It's a Mercedes."

Rong Qing poked the car window with her fingertips. "It has the same logo as this car, but mine is white. I like white."

"That's great." Wang Chuan heard the pride in her words and couldn't help but feel happy for her, "But if this happens, it will be hard for us to see each other again."

Rong Qing also felt a little regretful. Such a handsome little brother. But when she has a car, her mother can drive her back to school. In comparison, this regret is within the acceptable range.

Rong Qing took out a draft book and a pen from her schoolbag: "Add QQ? But I can only use the computer on Saturdays, I'm not online on other days."

Wang Chuan shook his head: "I don't have this."

"Ah?" Rong Qing was a little surprised, then tore a page of paper and wrote down her number. "It's okay, just open a QQ number and add me when the time comes. It's very convenient to chat online. My family just bought an all-in-one computer, which is much more advanced than the one in school." Wang Chuan took the draft paper, folded it into three folds carefully, and put it in the side pocket of his coat.

"Don't forget to add it." Rong Qing reminded him again before getting off the car.

"I have memorized it and will not forget it."

Through the car window, Wangchuan watched Rong Qing merge into the crowd with her schoolbag on her back.

There are quite a few cars parked in front of the gate of No. 6 Middle School.

The young boy, with young eyes and eyebrows still in his youth, came out of the car with a sigh and waved goodbye to his parents.

Many girls had ponytails, and their navy blue school uniforms were all oversized. Rong Qing's back was lost in the crowd, and soon disappeared from Wang Chuan's sight.

The 81st Road stops at Xinhai No. 6 Middle School for a much longer time. The door of the bus slowly closes. It is already completely dark. The bus continues to move forward, but the lights on both sides of the road gradually dim.

Logically, this shouldn't be the case.

But dreams don’t make sense, right?

Time jumps and space cycles back and forth.

Rong Qing was trapped in a dream. Her fellow Sword Sect members broke out one after another, but she was still trapped in her memories. The sadder she was, the harder it was to get out.

How could ordinary cultivators dare to enter the forbidden area of ​​the mind? They were all afraid of hurting the essence of Rong Qing's soul. Only the Wangchuan River, along with the autumn rain falling from the sky, quietly and silently merged into her dream.

In this strange strangeness, Rong Qing is the only familiar person to him.

And now, Wangchuan calmly waits for the bus to be stranded on the edge of the dream again.

What will be different the next time it appears?
He was also looking forward to the new car that would make her happy.

The street lights were completely turned off, the dazzling headlights were also turned off, and the car was completely dark. The world fell into abyss, but the bus was still moving, like some unknown creature lurking in the lightless deep sea.

Until colorful lights flashed again in the darkness.

That's the glow of neon.

Wangchuan withdrew his gaze from the skyscraper.

But the girl in front of him was still staring at the building, looking lost in thought.

"What are you thinking about?"

Rong Qing was in a daze and didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Can I sit next to you?"

Rong Qing: “…”

She held the bag in her arms and moved to the window, "Okay."

Although Wang Chuan looked like a teenager, he had a slender figure. When he sat upright next to Rong Qing, his strong presence made it impossible for her to ignore him any longer.

"Did you choose to sit next to me because I won't be coming soon?"

"If I sit next to you all the time, can you take this bus every week?"

Rong Qing answered subconsciously: "No!"

Wangchuan's eyes were a little dim, and he was not surprised at all when his uncle said this.

"In this case, I still have a few chances left."

Rong Qing was silent.

After a long while, she replied, "I was just kidding you. It's definitely more convenient to take the bus back to school...but my family really bought a car, you have to believe me."

The neon lights fell on Rong Qing's face, turning it into mottled light and shadow. She lowered her head, looking lonely.

(End of this chapter)

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