By the end of November, the north wind raged, and Qing City had two heavy snowfalls, making people shiver in the cold.
"Goodness, compared to outside, this train carriage is like heaven and hell, it's too cold outside!" Cheng Su sat on her train berth, exhaled deeply, took off her gloves, and rubbed her hands together.
Qi Taiguo was placing the luggage on the rack and said without turning his head, "It's enclosed in here, so naturally, it's warmer. But if you sit for a long time, you'll still feel cold. The heating system on this train isn't very good now!"
They were heading to Guangcheng today to celebrate Old Master Cheng's birthday, just having boarded the train while the north wind was howling outside.
"That's true, but the trains in the future will get better and better, warmer, and cleaner too!" Cheng Su said.
Qi Taiguo turned around, and the two exchanged a knowing look and shared a mutual smile.
