The Little Station of the Heart (novel) Zhang Baotong

On winter nights, the wind gusted on the platform, and from time to time there were icy raindrops falling. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info I sent Chunyan on the train. She was my crush in middle school and my neighbor. Standing under the streetlights on the platform, our hearts were pounding, always worried that the train would take away the time we had together.

"Seventeen or eighteen years after leaving, the town has become unrecognizable. She breathed a sigh of relief and stomped her foot in the cold wind.

"You should stay a few more days and get acquainted with it, this is your childhood after all. I persuaded her.

"I'm content to see you. She smiled warmly at me.

"I'm really surprised and surprised that you can pass by here to see me. I said gratefully.

"Really?" she gave me an affectionate look, then took my arm very affectionately, and our shoulders rested together. Then, looking at the night sky in the distance, she exhaled a long breath and said, "Actually, I came to see you just after I got divorced, and I feel very tired physically and mentally. ”

Her words pierced my heart like an awl, and I looked straight at her, not knowing what to say to her. I had heard that her parents had forced her to marry a railroad worker in order to prevent her from going to the countryside, but I didn't know that she was divorced. Looking at her tearful eyes, I was a little out of breath with grief. Over the years, these butterfly-like eyes have flashed in my dreams many times, but I don't want them to be filled with sadness and sadness. I wiped the tears rolling down her face with my hand, not knowing how to comfort her wounded heart. She rested her face on my shoulder in amazement, and in the midst of the hug, I heard her cry in her heart.

After a while, she raised her face with tears in her eyes and said to me, "I've been thinking about you all these years, how nice it would be to be with you!"

"I've always missed you, too. Thinking of the distant past, I whispered, "After I went to the countryside, I heard that you had been crying for a long time, and your eyes were swollen from crying, but by the time I came back from the country, your family had already moved away." Parting with you like this, I felt uncomfortable for a long time. ”

Our hearts were hot, and our hands were tightly clasped together.

In the quiet night sky, a song came from nowhere: "We once walked on the hill, the wild chrysanthemum is extraordinarily fragrant, and when we break up and wander, there will be no better time......"

We listened intently to the song pouring out our sentimentality in the evening breeze, and let our hearts collide affectionately in the silence and silence.

When a cold wind blew, she calmed down her feelings and said, "Do you still play the flute?"

"Barely blowing. I shook my head with a wry smile.

"At that time, you always liked to sit by the river and play the flute at night, and when I heard the flute, I came to the river and walked and chatted with you on the embankment. She looked at the sky as she spoke, her bright eyes like two stars.

"And that summer afternoon, I was swimming in Jiang Middle School and accidentally fell into deep water, and it was you who swam over and pulled me to the shallow water. I said with infinite gratitude.

At this time, the electric bell rings, and the train is about to enter the station.

"Can you give me that picture?" she said, looking a little embarrassed. I knew she was asking me for the color photo of our family of three. I frowned, was silent for a moment, and then slowly took the color photo out of my wallet and handed it to her. She held the photo and looked at it for a while, and said enviously, "You guys are really happy." ”

"You will be happy, too," I told her, "that you are still young and have a lot to live, and you have the courage and enthusiasm to rebuild your life." ”

She nodded gratefully and earnestly.

With a long roar, the southbound train entered the station. We shook hands again.

"Good news awaits you. "I pushed her away and urged her to get into the car.

"There will be. She said as she jumped into the car.

The car drove away. Silence returned to the station. On this quiet station, a lonely and tired heart stopped and rested, and took a new train. And for the heart that is far away, this small station on a winter night will always be a place to stop and rest.

It was midnight, and it was deserted on the platform, with occasional raindrops falling in the wind. (To be continued.) )