Chapter 19: The City, a Vulgar Farewell
The car passes through the undulating old city, all the way downhill, then to the riverside, we go down along the river bank, through a narrow urban tunnel, on the cross-river bridge, from the bridge, the river waves are agitated, the river is muddy and yellow, there are fewer fishing boats, the cruise ship is almost invisible, only one or two sand dredging boats, along the river, make a piercing whining sound, the tall buildings in the distance stand coldly by the river, in the heavy rain, there is no light shadow, there is no rainbow.
It was a cold morning, and we took out our coats from the trunk, but because of the rain, the car was relatively airtight, so it was not very cold, so everyone put their clothes on their bodies casually.
Our car passed through the tall buildings, and soon entered the new urban area, and the lawn on the side of the building, the people holding flower umbrellas in the morning, and the vehicles piercing the edges in the rain formed the fashionable and passionate rhythm of the city.
Zhaoyang sighed at the changes in the area in the past ten years, and also sighed about the lack of development stamina, Daewoo talked about the effect of neon advertising in the city, and was worried about the sales of LED advertising in his hands, Xiaoyong due to the company's deliberate arrangement, to rush to another place, at the next intersection to separate from us and then go to the airport, this time is in a hurry to contact the airport, after the phone call, he proposed to go back to Chang'an and get together again to play a card and sing a song or something, Everyone said that let Xiaobai also be brought, Xiaoyong brazenly said that if he donated the ticket fee, he would be fine, Daewoo scolded him for being shameless and vulgar, and everyone laughed.
While talking, has arrived at the intersection, Xiao Yong jumped out of the car with his bag, said a simple goodbye to us, then stopped a taxi and hurried away, we stopped for a while, in the rapid driving, we drove the car, facing the wind and rain, with the rapid flashing of the wipers, on the highway.
In the car, a vulgar discussion was started by Zhaoyang, and as soon as Xiao Yong left, Zhao Yang couldn't wait to share the story of Xiao Yong and Xiao Bai with us.
In us, Xiao Yong is enviable, as an executive of a multinational company, in the unit, under the team, enough to shout five and six, at home, his wife is one in a hundred beauties, down to the kitchen countertop.
But Xiao Yong is also the most complicated interpersonal relationship, often jokingly saying that he is not drunk with three bottles or four bottles, three steps and four steps, three or four are not tired, he reads countless people on weekdays, and is full of entertainment.
In Zhaoyang's narrative, we learned that Xiao Yong met a more enthusiastic and active Xiaobai.
On the evening of that rainstorm, I hurriedly went to the appointment to watch a movie, Daewoo and Xiaoyuan enjoyed the rain by the river, Zhaoyang and Xiaoyong rushed back to the hostel, walked into the hall, and saw Xiaobai sitting there, chatting with a foreign boy, Xiaoyong didn't say a word, snatched the room card from Zhaoyang's hand, pulled Xiaobai over, and went upstairs.
Zhaoyang sat for a while, took out his mobile phone, but couldn't call anyone, so he went to the bathing center next to the hostel alone.
Until now, Zhaoyang still didn't tell us what he had been doing in the bathing center for almost three hours, but he ran out to say goodbye to strangers very early the next morning.
The wipers were still running rapidly, and in the window, someone was laughing and talking loudly, and my hand was clutching a painting, afraid that the storm would wet her.