Splash, splash, splash—
Star Rail Express.
Yan Huan stood by the train door, pouring bottle after bottle of strange drinks onto the ground.
Having seen this through the surveillance cameras, Pom-Pom hurried out of the conductor's office and asked Yan Huan:
"Passenger Yan Huan, what are you pouring out, Pom?"
"I'm pouring out sleeping pills." As Yan Huan disposed of the Dream-Recalling Sleep Aid Drink, he turned to Pom-Pom and said:
"Peddlers these days are really vicious. They're selling sleeping pills everywhere—I almost drank one!"
"Sleeping pills?"
Watching Yan Huan pour out the last bottle of Dream-Recalling Sleep Aid Drink, Pom-Pom curiously picked up the bottle:
"Where did you get this?"
"Someone outside gave it to me just now." Yan Huan's face did not redden in the slightest.
"Seriously, I already said I didn't want it, but they insisted on stuffing it into my hands."
"Oh... Passenger Yan Huan, you did the right thing, Pom!" Pom-Pom looked at Yan Huan approvingly.
"You definitely can't casually consume things given to you by strangers of unknown origin."
"By the way, does that include the snacks on the table?"
"No." Yan Huan said seriously.
"I bought those."
"I see... Anyway, you have to behave and listen, okay? Don't leave the train no matter what, understand?"
"Of course! Protecting the train is my bounden duty!"
Watching Pom-Pom return to the conductor's office, Yan Huan silently went back to the sofa, grabbed his phone, and prepared to play a game.
Suddenly, March 7th sent him a message in the group chat.
[March 7th: (image)]
[March 7th: @Yan Huan, how is it? This is the VIP lounge. Has it dazzled your dog eyes yet?]
[Yan Huan: (Old Yang on the Subway Using His Phone.jpg)]
[Yan Huan: What a country bumpkin who's never seen the world. You've