I got up early today and went to the train station, but I didn't expect to see a girl in the crowd, and a story that ended before it began. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I arrived at the train station at 12 o'clock, and first went to the refund window, ready to refund the ticket I bought on the 26th to return to Chenzhou today, because she said that even if I went back to Chenzhou, she would not come to see me, this ticket completely represents the end of a story, but I didn't expect it to become the beginning of another story. I pinched my ticket and went to the refund window, just as the staff at the window hung up a sign that stopped service, and it was their lunch time. I changed into the line at the ticket window and bought a ticket to Shanghai on the afternoon of the 3rd, and when I turned around, I saw a girl.

She was in the line to the left of the refund window, and I was in the line to the right of the refund window. I just looked back at her, she had student hair, a bit like that kind of cute watermelon head, shoulder-length hair wrapped around a clean and well-behaved little face, a pair of black-framed glasses on her face, wearing a white down jacket, wearing a pair of black leggings, the kind that girls like to wear, very simple feeling. She looked up at the train timetable seriously, and the black-rimmed glasses added a touch of flair to her, as if she was looking up at the blackboard seriously in class, the kind of class I hadn't experienced in a long time. The teacher was writing on the blackboard, the girl was wearing glasses and looking up seriously, she was the kind of feeling, I just looked at her quietly in the crowd, looked at the way she looked up, she looked up at the train table and was so embedded in the bustling crowd, embedded in this dim train station, if the train station was a class, then she must be the girl with the best grades, must be the only girl who listened to the class, I secretly looked at her in the class, looked at her in the class, and suddenly, she lowered her head and saw me.

I slowly turned my head and walked a few steps forward, keeping up with the team, recalling in my mind the look of her looking up at the train timetable just now, the look of listening carefully to the class, I was tempted, I turned to look back at her, she took out the phone to call, I still looked at her like that, from time to time there were irrelevant characters in front of me, blocking my view, but I still looked at her, everyone else was Gaussian blurred at the moment, only she was clear, clearly embedded in the chaotic and dirty crowd, time seemed to be broken, only passed in the surrounding background crowd, but stopped in her。 As if sensing my gaze, she hung up the phone and looked at me, her eyes were full of curiosity, as if she was thinking about whether she knew me, otherwise why did this boy keep looking at herself?

We looked at each other for a long time, and finally she didn't remember, and turned her face to the other side, the girl was shy after all, thinking that she had never seen someone like me, staring at a stranger for a long time, and later, she couldn't help but secretly turn her head to look at me many times, looking at each other, but she turned her head again, and I decided to ask her for her phone number after buying the ticket.

It was my turn in the queue, I took out my student ID and said to buy tickets for Shanghai, the conductor told me that this window does not sell student tickets, I hesitated to change the window, but then I may miss the girl, I bought a full ticket, in the face of money and fate, I choose a fate with an uncertain future, because fate is rare, often only once.

In the long river of time, we happened to be born in the same era, not 500 years earlier, not 500 years later, in the countless seconds from birth to the present, we have done different things in different places, but we all happened to come to Changsha, not in New York, not in Paris, not in the Sahara Desert, just in Changsha! Maybe in the year of her college entrance examination, a university in Chongqing issued an admission letter to her, and she also reached the score line of Tibet University that she had always dreamed of, but! But she didn't go, no matter what the reason, no matter what the second or what thing changed the decision, in short, she came to Changsha! In Changsha countless seconds, we just decided to come to the train station to buy tickets on this day, maybe she had to take the exam today, but in order to buy tickets and asked for leave, and I had a class this afternoon, but I missed the class to sell tickets, not a day earlier or a day later, and this day happened to line up at this moment, not because the bus stopped one more stop on the road and staggered for five minutes, did not staggered for three minutes because of being knocked down by passers-by, did not staggered for a minute because of buying drinks, just at the same time, not one second earlier and not one second late, came to the train station, and happened to choose a similar team, dozens of windows, and chose a similar teamIf she had subconsciously arranged for her to stand in another line, I would not have been able to see her, and if I had stayed at the refund window for a few more moments, I might never have seen her again, but fortunately the refund window has stopped service...... In short, everything, everything, every minute and every second, every subtle decision, every little change can cause a butterfly effect and change the lives of two people, but this butterfly that has been flapping its wings has stopped fanning for the first time, so I met her, and I happened to meet.

After buying the ticket, the refund window also began to serve, at this time, she was still queuing, I took out the ticket to be refunded and stood in front of the refund window, close to her, only 1 meter away, she turned her head to stare at me, it seemed that she had the courage to stick to the end, this time, I took the lead in surrendering, looking away, at this time, I had already taken my turn to the refund window, I stuffed the ticket into the window, the refund aunt looked at it, threw the ticket to me, and said: "Your train has been running for 4 minutes, you need to change the ticket." ”

I withdrew, at this time she also arrived at the front of her line, I was waiting for her in the back, after a while, she finished buying the ticket, hurriedly retreated, but went straight to the entrance of the station, it seemed that her train was about to start, I watched her back in the crowd for some reason a pity, a fate is about to leave me, her figure has almost disappeared in the crowd, I finally made up my mind to catch up with her, I broke the crowd in front of me, and walked in her direction with difficulty, moving the ticket hall, the sun outside the door was very warm, she hurried in the sun, I struggled to catch up behind, as long as she could stop, even if it was 3 seconds, I will immediately chase her and ask her for her phone number, but she did not stop at all, and took out her mobile phone to look at the time, and the pace sped up a few points, and rushed directly into the station, I stood outside, watching her walk into the security channel step by step, sighed, no matter how long the time in the future is, it is impossible for me to meet her again, there can be so many coincidences, and it is impossible for the butterfly to stop flapping its wings again.

I went back to the ticket office and got in line for the change, but I still had in my mind the image of her looking up at the train timetable, such a picture can only be kept in my mind, even if I am old, this picture will not be repeated, I will never meet the person in the painting again. I played with the ticket in my hand, and suddenly an idea popped up, if I gave up this ticket, can I exchange it for a chance to enter the station? Can I still find her? I was thinking about the feasibility of this method in my mind, at this time, the queue was my turn, I explained the situation to the change aunt, she said that it was difficult to refund the train that had already started, and I had to find the shift leader...... I didn't listen to the rest of the words, just left the window and rushed towards the entrance of the station......

The police at the security check stopped me, I gave him the ticket, I prayed that he didn't look at the time on the ticket, in fact, this is a train that has left, I am just a person who did not catch the train, the police did not look carefully, cut the ticket, and re-stuffed it to me, this ticket has a gap, which means that it has been used and can not be refunded. Entering the station, there are 4 waiting halls, I rushed directly into one of them, there were hundreds of people sitting in it, I hurriedly walked through every aisle, looked at everyone, looking for her figure, like plainclothes police looking for fugitives, after a while, all the people in this waiting room were all checked by me, I changed a waiting room......

When I came out of the last waiting room, I pinched the ticket in my hand, I couldn't find her in the end, she had already gotten on her train and headed to a place that belonged to her, I took out my wallet and put this ticket into the mezzanine, this ticket not only represents a story that has ended, but also represents a story that has ended before it has even begun.

I walked out of the station and got on the bus back to school, this world is still this world, stories are happening every second, the future has been arranged, but it hasn't happened yet, the butterfly is still flapping its wings, I don't know if it will stop.

Huang Huayi, December 30, 2010