What unforgettable things have you encountered while sleeping on the train?

Train sleepers are so happy, especially at night, and there are often various stories.

Here is a personal experience:

I once went to Jilin to see my friends and bought a berth ticket. The bus was very late and there were almost no people in the carriage. I changed my ticket and went into the sleeper. I found that there was only one 18-year-old sister paper in the room, wearing a short skirt and a plaid shirt, changing clothes in the lower bunk ... At that time, my sister paper screamed when she saw me, and I immediately turned to close the door and apologized through the door, saying that I was also in this bunk. After explaining for a long time, she calmed down.

Later, after waiting for a few minutes, my sister said it was changed, so I went in. After entering the room, at first, we were both embarrassed and didn't say a word, and went about our business. Later, I went out to eat instant noodles, and when I came back, I heard my sister paper talking on the phone. It sounded a little excited, and then I cried.

I went in and asked her what was wrong, and my sister threw herself on me and cried. Helpless, I had to touch her head to comfort. After crying for a while, my sister's mood stabilized a lot. Then, she told me her story.

My sister's name is Yingying. She 18 years old. She is a sophomore in a middle school in Changchun. A year ago, she met a boy online. The boy pursued her fiercely, so they got together. Five days ago, my sister came to Shenyang to find a boy with 2000 yuan secretly saved. The boy took her to a rental house for five days. During the period, under the coaxing of the boy, the two had a relationship. Afterwards, the boy was afraid that his sister was pregnant and asked her to go to the drugstore to buy contraceptives.

Originally, for sister paper, she was a teenage girl, and it was particularly embarrassing to buy birth control pills. But the boy said he was ashamed of himself and had to let her go. Helpless, my sister had to go out and buy it herself. At that time, my sister bought five boxes according to the boy's words. After eating every day, the boy asked my sister to eat one box, saying it was for insurance. Sister paper also knows that taking this medicine all the time is not good for her health, but she loves boys and is afraid that boys will be unhappy, so she did it.

As a result, my sister came home today, and the boy didn't come to see her off on the pretext of something. Just when I went out to eat instant noodles, the boy called my sister and said that he felt that two people were not suitable and wanted to break up with my sister.

After the sister paper is finished, it is another pear flower with rain. Finally, I just fell asleep in my arms. No way, I was afraid of waking her up, so I had to hold her like that and let her sleep.

The next morning, my sister woke up in a daze. She looked embarrassed when she saw me. I'm afraid something will happen to her. I took her off the train for a meal and sent her home. Before going home, I told her to take good care of the boys in the future and not to entrust herself to a love rat like this. Unexpectedly, before she left, she turned to give me a kiss, thanked me for taking care of her that night, and gave me a piece of paper with her contact information written on it.

Now, it has been four years since this incident. I believe that the girl must have been admitted to her favorite university now, and she is very happy. I just hope to meet her lover again in this life.

I once had a strange experience of sleeping on the train, which is unforgettable:

In 2000, I traveled to Chengdu with a group. Before getting on the bus, the young and beautiful female tour guide said that because of the temporary increase in personnel and the lack of two berth tickets, she and I need to take a hard-seat car first and then find a way during the trip. It took about an hour on the hard seat car, and the tour guide had to make up two soft berth tickets because there was really no hard berth ticket.

When we switched to the soft berth, we saw that there were only two of us in the four lower berths. I feel very embarrassed, after all, the soft sleeper is a fully enclosed box, a man and a woman, alone in such a small space, which has never been experienced before.

Seeing my stiff appearance, the female tour guide jokingly asked me, big brother, isn't it good to have beautiful women with me? A question made me relax. It's good to have a beautiful little sister. But in this small space, there is a beautiful young opposite sex lying close at hand. If you can sleep, I am afraid no one will believe you.

The box was filled with the smell of the opposite sex in adolescence, and we were all lying in our lower bunk, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. At this time, the female tour guide sat up, and so did I. Both of them have a strong desire to communicate, so naturally they casually talked about their age, work and hobbies.

Gradually there is no sense of distance, but when it comes to love. She said that her lover has been studying abroad for more than a year, and she already has another female classmate. As he spoke, he couldn't restrain his sadness and sobbed at his desk. Seeing her crying sadly, my soft heart was pricked. I didn't know how to comfort her, so I moved over and sat beside her, stroking her hair, and then gently held her in my arms from behind.

After a while, she calmed down, turned around in my arms, looked at me with tears in her eyes and said softly, thank you, brother. Looking at her beautiful smile with pear blossoms and rain, I felt pity and couldn't help kissing her.

After three more stops, the train finally came to the two upper bunks living in the box. They are lovers. As soon as they came in, they embraced each other sideways and squeezed into a bunk. It seems that the two of us are also infected by it, and we are also lying in each other's arms and sleeping all night.

These are just two youthful hearts, destined to meet in a lonely journey, warm and natural. As for later, as if nothing had happened, after the trip, there was no intersection. It is better to forget each other than to care about them.

Because of my work, I often travel. The favorite means of transportation for business trips and commuting is the train. Because you can sleep when you are tired on the train, and you can walk around when you are tired. Unlike cars and airplanes, they limit people's space. In such a space, people are idle. As long as they don't bother coming up, they may talk.

There are many unforgettable things, and the most unforgettable thing is of course related to beautiful women. There were not so many high-speed trains a few years ago. The company sent me to Chengdu. I bought a soft berth ticket early and started a 30-hour journey.

I wonder where the beautiful woman got on the bus. I woke up after a nap and found a beautiful woman opposite. The neat meatball head, slightly slender figure, plain shirt, a light-colored sling and denim hot pants tightly closed the waistline, full of youth, but wearing old-fashioned frog glasses, so that I could not see her eyebrows. She didn't seem to notice my wild eyes through dark brown lenses. Just focus on the phone screen.

"Hi" I take the initiative to say hello. This is a bad habit of looking at beautiful women.

She was obviously startled, and then asked if she was disturbing my rest. Very kind! Ha ha. Just say no, I'm just saying I saw a beautiful woman and wanted to talk to her.

She smiled. Nothing to say. I asked her where to get off. See how long we can talk. Chengdu, alas, what a coincidence ... so one build and one build talked for a long time. I'm getting familiar with it. Beauty is in her early twenties and has just joined the work. This time I said I would go to Chengdu to see my friends. Of course, I didn't ask my boyfriend or girlfriend.

She was wearing a big frog mirror all the time while chatting, so I asked. "It's getting dark. Why are you still wearing sunglasses? "

"Just had eye surgery. Protect it. " She said.

It was another difficult question, so I changed the subject and stopped doing it. Later, when a new passenger arrived, we stopped talking.

The next morning, the beauty woke me up. I'm still confused. Just listen to what she said to help her see. Wait until she takes off her sunglasses. It really scared me. What does it mean that two eyes are swollen like peaches? He squinted at me and asked me anxiously if I was swollen. It's not swollen, it looks like it's been hit!

"Why are you crying like this?"

"I really cried. I knew it wouldn't come out like this. "She sighed.

At this time, let's talk about the cause and effect. I just found out. It turns out that she just made double eyelid surgery a few days ago. I think it's idle to go out to play.

I euphemistically expressed my dissatisfaction with the operation, which seemed unsuccessful. I asked how much it was.

She said that she recovered well two days ago. This operation is more expensive, and it costs 8,000 yuan.

Eight thousand? In general, the double eyelids of beauty hospitals will be cut off by two or three thousand.

This is a friend's studio. Still a friendship price.

So we chatted and finally figured out the ins and outs. So this silly girl wants to learn beauty. I found a related job. I couldn't hold my boss's bluff, so I actually wrote an iou of 8000 yuan. In the studio where I work, I cut my double eyelids and made my lips full. Take a few days off. The swelling has subsided a little. I just want to come out and play. I didn't know the car had a swollen back. She is a little depressed and afraid to rub her eyes. I dare not give any advice. I was thinking, she worked for someone else for a year, practicing her skills, and finally she became like this.

I also asked to see what she looked like before the whole thing. She generously showed me the previous photos in the mobile phone album, a pretty girl.

I really think she has been cheated, and there is nothing to say. Even if you love beauty, you should go to a regular hospital.

But during the chat, she was very protective of the proprietress. This is good for her. It's quite incomprehensible.

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What unforgettable things have you encountered in the train sleeper? That incident is not only unforgettable to me, but also funny.

I went to Wenzhou by train. When the train stopped in Fuyang, a girl came up. Her seat is opposite me. She is wearing black shorts and a black vest. It's very fashionable and sexy. The only drawback is that she always looks aggrieved. She must have quarreled with someone before getting on the bus.

If the world can attract men, the answer must be women, especially beautiful women, and I am no exception.

I'm chewing gum and shouting beauty. She gave me a white look and ignored me. Pretending nothing happened, I continued, "Why, I'm not happy." . She still didn't answer. I won't give up, and then I said, "I'll tell you a story I've experienced before, and maybe you'll feel better."

She still didn't say anything. If she doesn't talk, I'll take it as her default. After a little thought, I began to speak.

"It was very cold that night and I was locked downstairs. No matter what I shouted downstairs, nothing happened upstairs. It was very cold, shivering with cold. I held myself in my hands and left the dormitory where I lived every day in despair.

It's an unknown town in the south. It is quiet at night. Standing in a small town, the only thing you feel is the cold, especially when the cold wind blows. The biting chill is almost the illusion that someone stabbed you in the back. I walked aimlessly, not knowing where I was going or even why I left to find a hotel. A palm-sized town, there is no place for you to rest. This town is really small. I went out without much effort. Outside the town, there are all crops, a bare farmland, and there is no planting.

I still walk aimlessly, the cold wind is still blowing wantonly, and I still endure the unbearable cold. I don't know how long it took, how far I walked, and when I came back, I didn't know what time it was. This night, for me, has no end. "

I glanced at her. Although her expression has not changed, I can feel that she is listening to my story and listening carefully. That's what people do. When you are unhappy, others tell you more unhappy things. On the other hand, if you look at your own affairs, you will feel that what happened to you is nothing. This may be a balanced mentality.

"I came to the farmer's market in the town. At this time, the farmer's market is empty, only a few incandescent lamps are glaring, and I don't know what to shine on. Are they guiding me? When people are desperate, they always fantasize about miracles. Miracle or not, I walked into the farmer's market. My feet are sore, my body is tired, my eyes are heavy, yes, I need to rest, I need to sleep, I am very tired …

My body curled up in a corner, and I didn't feel much because of the cold. I just want to sleep, even if I freeze to death in my sleep, I am satisfied.

When others found me, my body was stiff, my lips were purple with cold, and my eyebrows were covered with frost. Many people said I couldn't do it, but the miracle happened in a slim way. That night was a nightmare for me, a nightmare with no end in sight. "

My tone is very dull, as if what I said didn't happen to me. The more insipid the tone, the more infectious the story. Even I was infected and my eyes were red.

May be moved, forget who this story is told to, and forget the existence of the girl opposite. When I came to my senses, I found the girl crying. She got out of bed, walked up to me and held me in her arms without saying a word. Xie Lidan cried and said: Your life is so bitter, why does God want you to suffer so much?

"Um ..." Well, I don't know what to say. I wanted her to be less emotional, but she wouldn't listen, hugged me and cried sympathetically. An old man came to me. I think the girl's crying disturbed him and I was about to apologize to him. Unexpectedly, his uncle was sad and said to me, "Son, be strong and don't give up."

It's all a mess. I don't know what's going on. Almost everyone in the carriage surrounded me, men and women, old and young. Everything you say and I say is to advise me to be optimistic and enjoy every day happily. An aunt also said to the girl who hugged me, "son, your man's life is really bitter." You should take good care of him, but you can't leave him alone. We are ruthless in doing this, you know? " "

I'm devastated. I don't know what happened or how to explain it. What is even more speechless is that this girl really treats me as her husband and keeps nodding when she hears my aunt's instructions.

What's even more ridiculous is that the people in the carriage gave me all their food and drink, and I refused and they forced it on me. Moreover, they also set up a fundraising in the carriage. Obviously, they did all this for me.

I will never forget the way they looked at me when I got off the bus, the sadness of parting, and the unknown after parting. Can you believe it? When I got off the bus, the girl got off with me, and I got off with her help. Is it funny?

Upper berth from Changsha to Beijing. A beautiful girl from Wuhan lives opposite me. I ate chocolate in the evening and gave her half a piece. She wants to drink water. I helped her climb down to get water and help her with her luggage. When the lights go out at night, I can't sleep, so I chat. She went to college and I went to college. In the evening, we had a good chat. She was amused by me and kept laughing.

I woke up early the next morning, and when I saw her sleeping warm, I took off her coat and put on a vest. This is a scene I saw, which I will never forget in my life. She raised her slender white arm, revealing a lot of oily, shiny and thick armpit hair ~ thicker than mine ~ almost didn't scare me ~

I helped her take her luggage down when she was near Beijing. She said to leave her contact information and come to see me in Changsha. I thought about it and refused to call her. To tell you the truth, I'm a little neat. Her armpit hair really makes me sick. . . I still can't figure out why such a lovely and beautiful cute girl has so lush hair ~ more than an old man of 1.84 meters. . . .

1around the middle of July, 1999, my colleagues and I went to Shanghai on business. After work, take the train from Shanghai to Beijing to Beijing in the evening. At that time, we bought an upper berth and a lower berth. I chose the upper berth because it was too noisy.

The train is around five o'clock in the afternoon, and a lady came from our middle school. She should have gone to Shanghai to see her boyfriend. She and her boyfriend cried on the platform and were deeply impressed. Finally, a boy came over. He is 1.8 meters tall, clean and gentle, and is the upper berth opposite me. My colleague and I were sitting in the aisle drinking, and the boy asked me if I could go to bed. It feels like a southern accent. I said you were free. You can sleep if you want. That guy really went to bed and never came down, which is quite strange.

I have nothing to say all night. Not exactly. The lady has been answering the phone and making phone calls since she got on the bus, and most of them are in English. She is probably reporting on her work, hehe! I don't understand anyway.

After getting up the next morning, I went to wash. When I came back, there were already many people in my bunk, and the lady was talking excitedly with the boy. I asked my colleague, who told me that the boy was Japanese. He used to study in China and went to Beijing to see his classmates in the summer vacation.

The lady kept talking to him about Sino-Japanese relations, including his views on the war, and asked him about Japan. Because he studied in China, he should have a basic understanding. That guy has always argued that he doesn't care about politics and knows nothing about politics. Then I told him, this is not politics, this is history! That was a thing of the past! The lady asked him if he had been to Nanjing. How to treat the Nanjing Massacre? This boy is also sincere, saying that he dare not go to Nanjing, but he is secretive about the massacre. In the end, he couldn't speak Chinese at all and couldn't understand what the lady said. Wow! You don't understand, do you The lady went straight to the English class. This guy is still playing dumb, which shows that his English is not good. If you are angry with that lady, just say that Japan will never admit its mistake. It may be that the discussion here is too intense, and many people come to see other bunks. After hearing the situation, they also chatted. When a woman with a child in her arms heard about it, she immediately pulled the child aside and said that I had come to tell him that I had just returned from studying in Japan. That Japanese is fluent. You can always understand your mother tongue, right? That guy admitted cowardice directly, said sorry, climbed to the upper bunk and slept again. The business trip in 1999 left a deep impression on me, especially those two women. Twenty years have passed, and those two should be about 50 years old. In retrospect, I can still remember them clearly. What hero!

When I was young, I worked in other places, often slept by train, and experienced many things. The biggest gain is knowing my girlfriend.

One night, I took the 1 1 train to Beijing, just opposite the lower berth was a girl. Because in a strange place, there are all strangers, so the girl looks very stiff. I took the initiative to talk to her, "hello". Maybe she saw that we were about the same age and greeted me in a friendly way.

In this way, we started talking. Like me, she is also a foreigner working in Beijing, commonly known as "North drift". The difference is that she didn't graduate from college and worked as a cashier in a supermarket. It's embarrassing to say. As a college graduate, I don't earn much in Beijing.

I wanted to lie down and have a good sleep, but because chatting with the little girl excited me, I kept chatting with her in a low voice. I was afraid that she would be cold at night, so I covered myself with a quilt. The two chatted very speculatively and left my phone number and address. Then two months later, we officially fell in love. However, a year later, she broke up and returned to her hometown. I didn't know she had been lying to me. It turned out that she was engaged and married when she went back this time.

20 10 10 I took the train from Zhuji to Chongqing. At that time, I was sitting in a soft berth, and I slept in the upper berth. The lower berth opposite me is a beautiful woman (the girl is from Tongren, Guizhou, and I am from Guiyang, Guizhou). She has a very good appearance and figure. I have been chatting with this beautiful woman for more than 20 hours by car. We chatted with each other about college experiences and songs, and went to bed that night. I have been squinting at her, with a curvy figure and a charming breath. I didn't fall asleep until after midnight. We left contact information with each other before getting off the train. Unfortunately, I can't contact her after I changed my mobile phone number. At that time, whether there were social software such as Weibo and WeChat could only be a beautiful encounter. (statement: the picture is not that girl)

Last year, I went on a business trip by train. It was midnight, and the sleeping car had turned off the lights. The post-90s girls in the upper bunk are still wearing headphones and singing pop songs endlessly. .....

I can't sleep at night. I finally can't help it. So I knocked on the bed board and said, "Beauty, can you let me sleep?"

The little girl poked her head out, looked at me, looked around again, and then gently replied, "OK, come on up!" " " ……

Later, I often reminisce about this wonderful journey, with mixed feelings in my heart, and occasionally I sincerely sigh: the generation gap is really good!

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