Qin Ye noticed her discomfort and began to regret not bringing something for motion sickness.
"You’re not feeling well, are you? I’ll go ask the conductor if they have any medicine for motion sickness..."
He was about to call out.
Rong Yan directly stretched out her hand and tugged at him, "No need, I don’t get motion sickness."
She was just allergic to the smell inside the bus.
The bus was filled with all sorts of body odor mixed with other somewhat unpleasant smells; she was just a bit unaccustomed.
Qin Ye glanced at her complexion, then looked around, and then said to Rong Yan, "You sit for a while; I’ll be right back."
Rong Yan didn’t wait to ask what he was going to do, when she saw him head toward the back of the bus...
Because he had his back to her, she couldn’t see clearly what he was doing.
It wasn’t long before Qin Ye came back.
He sat down, spreading his hand in front of Rong Yan, "Here, have some candy."
Rong Yan saw that he had quite a few in his hand, "You bought these from someone in the back."
Qin Ye nodded, "Yes, I gave them twenty cents."
The person initially intended to let him have two pieces for free.
But Qin Ye naturally couldn’t just take things without paying, so he gave twenty cents.
The person then scooped up a small handful for him.
Hearing this made Rong Yan feel a bit conflicted.
"Thank you!" She wasn’t motion sick, just disliked the smell inside the bus.
Nevertheless, since the sweets were now in her hand, she couldn’t very well insist they be returned.
She only took two pieces, "You eat the rest."
"I don’t like sweets; you keep them and eat slowly."
The two-hour bus ride was no short journey, and with the road being somewhat bumpy, Rong Yan truly didn’t want to take this bus a second time.


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