Train Survival: Can I get a treasure chest by touching my goddess?

Su Qingxuan looked at the line "Bound objects: 1/2" on the panel, then glanced at Su Mu who had already grabbed Shen Wen's wrist, and coughed lightly: "There is one more spot."

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Youchu raised her hand.

She sprang to her feet. "I'll go first this time! Sister Qingxuan can collect spirits to enhance her spirit, but I have nothing..."

She looked at Su Qingxuan, her baby face practically screaming "Please!", her eyes sparkling: "Sister Qingxuan, please let me have my way this time. If you want to do 'that' with Shen Wen, you can!"

But I need to enhance my attributes first...

Su Qingxuan reached out and pinched Jiang Youchu's baby face, shaking it from side to side. "What are you talking about, you brain-dead thing?"

Jiang Youchu's face was pinched until it was distorted, and she mumbled indistinctly, "I'm just telling the truth..."

Su Qingxuan released her grip, glanced at Shen Wen, and said, "Then let's start with You Chu."

She's right, her sequence doesn't have a way to enhance attributes.

Lydia stood in the corner, her long silver hair cascading over her shoulders, holding a three-tailed fox in her arms. She whispered, "My sequence is called Holy Light Priest, which allows me to increase my spiritual attribute through constant prayer."

"Alright, let's tie up Youchu first."

Shen Wen brought up the panel and selected Jiang Youchu's name.

Shen Wen put away the panel and looked at the four women: "Next, we will try our best to let you all advance in rank at the next stop or the stop after that."

And try your best to get first place; the reward for first place is the best.

Su Qingxuan shook her head: "That's hard to say. You can only play around with the competition for the advancement platform because you have overwhelming strength. If the rest of us go, we'll be lucky to even get the advancement qualification."

Su Mu nodded, and Jiang Youchu also nodded seriously, which was rare for her.

Shen Wen thought for a moment: "We still have treasure chests. If all else fails, I met a few people this time who are backed by big organizations. Let's see if we can exchange them for something we can use."

The four women nodded.

Su Mu stood to the side, waiting for them to finish speaking, before asking expressionlessly, "Are you done?"

The three women looked at her at the same time.

Su Mu didn't say anything more, reached out and grabbed Shen Wen's wrist, then turned and walked towards the bathroom.

Su Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, then rubbed her forehead.

Jiang Youchu shouted from behind, "No way, you're too much—"

Before he could finish speaking, the bathroom door had already closed.

Su Qingxuan looked at the frosted glass door, her lips twitched, and she turned to look at Jiang Youchu and Lydia: "Alright, ignore them."

Let's first take stock of what we just gathered and see what's useful.

Jiang Youchu squatted on the ground, still holding the three-tailed fox in her arms, completely motionless as if she had been paralyzed.

Su Qingxuan waved her hand in front of her: "Youchu?"

Jiang Youchu did not react.

Su Qingxuan swayed again.

Jiang Youchu's face turned red from the base of her neck upwards, as if scalded by boiling water, all the way to the ends of her hair. She looked like an overloaded computer whose CPU had burned out.

Su Qingxuan patted her on the back of the head.

Jiang Youchu suddenly snapped out of her daze, her eyes widening in surprise: "Oh, oh! Count! Count!"

She hurriedly stuffed the three-tailed fox into Lydia's arms and began to count it, but her ears were still red.

……

More than an hour later, the bathroom door finally opened.

Steam seeped out from the cracks in the door and permeated the main carriage.

Su Mu came out first, her hair still wet, wrapped casually in a towel, and changed into a clean set of clothes.

Her steps were lighter than usual, and a slight, barely concealed smile played at the corners of her lips.

Shen Wen followed her out, his hair was wet, his black T-shirt collar was slightly open, and there were several fresh red marks on his neck.

Su Mu walked to the center of the main carriage, looked at the three women, and spoke in a calm tone, but the excitement in his eyes was undeniable: "Your physique increased by 34 points, but your spirit only increased by 5 points."

Jiang Youchu's eyes widened: "34? 34 added in one go?"

"Shen Wen, you're too amazing!"

Shen Wen was speechless. "What do you mean I'm too fierce..."

Su Qingxuan was also stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and tapped the edge of the storage box with her finger: "It should be that there is a big difference in your physical constitutions."

You have 47, he has 392, the difference between you is 345. The difference in mental strength is only 53, so only 5 points were added.

Su Mu suddenly frowned: "We lost money."

The four women were stunned at the same time.

Su Mu looked at Shen Wen and said seriously, "If you drink that bottle of bronze spirit potion first, your spirit will increase by another 20 points."

Then my spirit will increase by 2 points this time.

Su Qingxuan's lips twitched.

Jiang Youchu couldn't help but speak up: "Who told you to be in such a hurry!"

Su Mu glanced at her, said nothing, but the tips of her ears turned red for a moment.

Jiang Youchu put what she was holding on the ground, clapped her hands, stood up, and her eyes shone like light bulbs: "Alright, alright, you're done talking, it's my turn! My turn!"

Su Qingxuan sighed, "You're in such a hurry too."

Jiang Youchu retorted confidently, "So what if I'm in a hurry? I'm just seizing the opportunity!"

"Wait a minute, let him drink the Bronze Spirit Potion first! Otherwise, we'll lose 2 points!" Su Mu said hurriedly.

……

After Jiang Youchu followed Shen Wen into the bathroom.

The person's demeanor shifted from "confident and self-assured" to "feeling guilty and short of breath".

She stood at the bathroom door, her hand on the doorknob, but didn't turn it.

The tips of my ears started to turn red, spreading upwards from my earlobes.

Shen Wen stood behind her, watching her like that.

"Isn't this what you wanted? — Your private mobile library, accessible anytime. And you said I'd get to keep it all if I successfully returned?"

Jiang Youchu didn't turn around, her voice muffled: "I know."

"Then why don't you go in?"

Jiang Youchu took a deep breath, turned the doorknob, and went inside.

Shen Wen followed behind her. The moment the door closed, steam wafted in from the shower room, enveloping the entire space in a white mist.

Jiang Youchu stood in the center of the bathroom, her back to him, her hands hanging at her sides, clutching the hem of her clothes.

Before, it was chattering away.

But now, she can't say a single word.

Shen Wen watched her retreating figure.

The oversized anime T-shirt covered her body, with the neckline tilted to one side, revealing half of her rounded shoulder.

Her hair was casually clipped with hairpins, with a few stray strands hanging down her neck, damp with steam and clinging to her skin.

"Are you nervous?" Shen Wen's voice was very soft.

Jiang Youchu's shoulders twitched, and then she turned around.

Her baby face was flushed red, the redness spreading from her cheeks to her neck, and the fair skin below her collarbone was tinged with a faint pink.

Her eyes were bright and sparkling, but she didn't dare to look at him. She lowered her eyelashes and stared at his chest.

"I...I just..." Her voice was barely audible, like a mosquito's hum, "I didn't..."

Shen Wen looked at her.

He recalled the first time he met Jiang Youchu.

It was during the summer vacation of her junior year. Su Mu said she was going to bring her roommate home for dinner.

He thought it was just a regular roommate get-together and didn't take it seriously, so he went wearing slippers.

As soon as the door opened, a girl with pigtails stood behind Su Mu. She was wearing a T-shirt with an anime character printed on it, her chest was bulging, she had a baby face, big eyes, and two shallow dimples when she smiled.

Her first words to him were: "Su Mu, your brother is quite handsome."

Su Mu closed the door expressionlessly.

Every time we met after that, she was still the same carefree person.

I would fight him for food while we ate, I would scold him for being bad at video games, and I would argue with him about which character was the strongest while we watched anime.

He always thought she treated him like a buddy.

One day, Su Mu got drunk and lay on his lap, mumbling, "You Chu said she likes you."

He was stunned.

Su Mu rolled over, buried her face in his stomach, and said in a muffled voice, "I told her you're my brother, tell her to stop thinking about it."

"She said she knew, but she just couldn't help it."

He didn't think much of it at the time.

Su Mu remembered nothing after sobering up, and he didn't mention it.

After graduation, we all got busy with our own lives and saw each other less often.

Occasionally, I would see Jiang Youchu's posts on WeChat Moments, which were mostly anime merchandise and game screenshots, with a few selfies here and there. She had a baby face and a bright smile.

He liked the post, but didn't comment.

After that, it was all about surviving on the train.

The four of them were dragged into this awful place. Su Mu was the first to stand up and say that he wanted to be tied to him. Jiang Youchu stood next to him, her expression unchanged, still with that carefree attitude.

But when Su Qingxuan said, "Su Mu has such a high level of affection for Shen Wen," he noticed that Jiang Youchu's eyes flickered.

When Su Mu kissed him, Jiang Youchu said "sticking out his tongue" in a cheeky tone, but he sensed something else in her voice.

When Su Qingxuan kissed him, Jiang Youchu was squatting in front of the worktable, and almost dropped the attribute potion bottle in her hand.

He understood then.

This girl is stubborn.

Shen Wen pulled himself out of his thoughts and took a step forward.

Jiang Youchu instinctively stepped back, her back hitting the cold wall, and she flinched.

Shen Wen didn't move forward, he just looked at her, the two of them separated by half a step.

"If you're not ready, we're going outside."

Jiang Youchu looked up, her eyes wide: "Who said I wasn't prepared!"

She took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed Shen Wen's collar, pulling him down.

Their lips met, their teeth clicked together, making a soft sound.

She hissed and frowned, but didn't back away.

Shen Wen reached out and supported the back of her head, gently pressing his thumb behind her ear, where he could feel the skin was frighteningly hot.

He tilted his head slightly, adjusted the angle, and pressed his lips against hers again.

This time, Jiang Youchu's body went limp.

Her fingers loosened from his collar, slowly sliding down to his shoulder, clutching the fabric of his T-shirt.

Shen Wen placed his other hand on her waist.

My palm rested on the curve of her waist, and through the thin T-shirt, I could feel the warmth of her body and that she was trembling slightly.

He gently kissed her lower lip, slowly and deliberately, as if savoring something.

Jiang Youchu's breathing became more and more rapid, her breath brushing against his face, carrying a faint milky scent.

Her fingers slid from his shoulder to the back of his neck, her fingertips digging into his hair, clenching, loosening, and clenching again.

Shen Wen felt that her lips were no longer tight, but slowly relaxed, and even slightly parted.

He then reached inside.

Jiang Youchu let out a very soft nasal sound, as if her bones had been removed, and leaned against him, her fingers gripping the hair at the back of his neck, making his scalp tingle.

Shen Wen's hand moved up from her waist, his fingertips touching the hem of her T-shirt, and paused for a moment.

Jiang Youchu felt his fingers stop there, and her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest.

She didn't speak, nor did she push him away.

She buried her face in his neck, her breath quick and hot, her lips pressed against his neck skin, and mumbled indistinctly, "Be gentle..."