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That night, I kept my eyes wide open and didn't sleep until the early hours. When the lights in the carriage went out, leaving only the emergency lights on, I still didn't dare to close my eyes.
Then, I watched as that quiet and refined man quietly climbed onto my bunk from behind Wang Yi. He slipped a tracker into my backpack. I clenched my fists tightly and pretended to dream, throwing a couple of punches when I felt his hand reach for my collar. Perhaps fearing that I would make a scene, he hurriedly ran away.
This time, I wouldn't let them succeed. As long as I stayed in this carriage, they wouldn't dare to act against me. When dawn broke, I would find the train conductor and request a change to a soft sleeper compartment. I didn't have much money on me right now; I couldn't confront them head-on and had to prioritize my safety.
Moreover, without evidence of their human trafficking activities, I couldn't blindly report them to the police.
I lay in bed, waiting until I heard Li Daqiu snoring before carefully climbing down. However, just as I was about to leave the carriage, a cold voice interrupted me.
I shivered.
“Zhou Xinran, where are you going?”
Startled, I turned around to see Wang Yi standing behind me. She looked half-asleep and stared at me as if trying to see through my thoughts.
“I’m just going to the restroom,” I replied evasively.
Wang Yi didn’t seem suspicious and turned back to climb into her bunk again.
I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left.
I found a crew member and changed my hard sleeper ticket for a soft sleeper one. Since it wasn't peak travel season, there was no one in the soft sleeper compartment. After placing my luggage down, I noticed a sign reminding passengers to lock their doors at night.
“Excuse me, there might be some issues with the people in carriage three,” I said to the crew member.
She looked at me with confusion, said nothing, and closed the door. I tossed the tracker from my bag into the bathroom. Only then did I feel completely at ease.
The next morning, I opened my phone and discovered that Wang Yi had called me several times. There were also messages from my grandfather. I first sent a voice message to my grandfather, assuring him that I was safe and would call him once I returned to school.
Wang Yi's messages kept popping up.
"Zhou Xinran, where have you been? Why did you disappear?"
"Don't scare me, come back quickly."
"Zhou Xinran, what’s going on with you?"
"Are you upset that I switched places with Sister Wang? I did it to save us money!"
As I scrolled through Wang Yi's messages, memories of how she had left me behind in my past life flooded back. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have been sold. This time, I wouldn’t get entangled with her again.
I blocked Wang Yi's friend request and put my phone away. She couldn't send me messages anymore, but she persistently called me. I hung up, and she called again. I simply turned off my phone.
There were still a few hours until we reached our destination; I had to endure. Once I got off the train, I would be completely safe. When the train finally arrived at the station, I turned my phone back on, and Wang Yi's messages bombarded me again.
"Zhou Xinran, why aren't you answering your phone?"
"Zhou Xinran, what’s wrong with you?"
"Zhou Xinran, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left you alone. Please come back."
"Zhou Xinran, Sister Wang found a part-time job that pays several hundred a day. I was thinking of bringing you along."
"Zhou Xinran, can you at least reply to me?"
...
I looked at Wang Yi's messages and felt a wave of nausea wash over me.
The part-time job Li Daqiu found was probably just helping them traffic women.
I couldn't believe Wang Yi actually bought into it.
I didn't respond to her messages, but she called me again.
I hung up immediately and blocked her.
Lying on my bed, I waited for the train to arrive at its destination.
During this time, aside from instant noodles and hot water, I had mostly stayed in my room.
Occasionally, I would open the Freshman Group chat to see what my classmates were discussing.
The group was buzzing with conversation, mostly about choosing majors as freshmen.
Some classmates were sharing photos and adding each other as friends.
Suddenly, a message from Wang Yi popped up.
"Are there any freshmen looking for part-time jobs? My relative's company is hiring! It won't interfere with your studies, and you can earn nearly three thousand a month!"
Wang Yi sent the message again, but no one responded.
She kept sending it repeatedly without getting tired of it.
Finally, the Group Owner stepped in to remind her.
"Please do not advertise here."
Only then did Wang Yi quiet down for a moment.
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