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looked at Weng Meiling and said: "This matter, it's a long story, I haven't dared to touch these past events, but I don't know what's going on recently, and I really want to talk to someone." ”

Weng Meiling saw Yan Huan'er's heavy appearance, and hurriedly sat down and said, "Then you can say it well, I'll listen carefully." ”

Yan Huan'er told her about the nightmare that happened to her half a year ago.

Later, his eyes were red.

Weng Meiling was also very surprised, she didn't expect that Yan Huan'er would lose her father so early. Think of yourself again, your own home......

Weng Meiling lowered her head and raised her head for a long time before she raised her head and said, "It turns out that you also have such a sad experience." ”

After saying that, Weng Meiling stood up, took Yan Huan'er's hand and asked: "But to find this escaped driver, it is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack for you, how can you find it? There is no clue at all? Moreover, as time goes by, this hope is getting slimmer and slimmer." ”

Yan Huan'er listened, but didn't answer, just turned her head to look out the window, where it was dark.

"Regardless of it, I don't think about how many difficulties there are in it, I just want to keep myself in mind about it, and as long as it is related to this matter, I will try to figure it out. If it doesn't work in one year, then it will be three years, then it will not be in three years, then it will be ten years, and if it is not in ten years, then it will be a lifetime. Anyway, I won't forget about it, and this person, I will always remember. ”

Yan Huan'er said, and tightened her fists.

Seeing her like this, Weng Meiling shook her head silently.

The two talked all night, and only fell asleep in the second half of the night. Yan Huan'er found that talking with Weng Meiling was very comfortable. This kind of friendship is not the same as that of demons. Perhaps, because both of them are from poor families, they have a common language and life pursuits.

Weng Meiling also doesn't have a boyfriend.

When Yan Huan'er asked her, she "sneered" and said: "If I can't even take care of myself, where can I have the energy to think about the future? ”

When Yan Huan'er heard this, she was really relieved, a confidant! Definitely a confidant! Although Yan Huan'er didn't say the same sonorous and powerful words as Weng Meiling, she just thought so!

As a result, Yan Huan'er felt a little closer to Weng Meiling.

This Weng Meiling doesn't seem to have much to say, but what she can say can enter Yan Huan'er's heart. Yan Huan'er talked to her together, and she couldn't help but tell her many things in her heart. This is called the smell of the same thing, the same disease.

It's just that Weng Meiling talks too little about herself. She was almost silent about her family.

Yan Huan'er saw that whenever she came to this topic, she consciously avoided it, and she carefully let herself avoid this topic.

The two talked about the interesting things in the class for a while, and then talked about the hazy yearning for the future. Weng Meiling said that she must find a job facing the screen in the future, and she said that she did not want to face people.

Yan Huan'er replied to her with a smile: "How can there be so many annoying people, they always get along, and they know whether they are good or bad." You see, if we don't go to work and don't go out of the classroom, how can we know each other? So, you still have to look at the face, you, don't think that everyone is a bad person. ”

Speaking of this, Yan Huan'er remembered another thing.

"Hey, Weng Meiling, if you have a temporary job next semester, you must call me. I also have to learn to earn money as soon as possible, so that my mother will have something to rely on in the future. Otherwise, I'm really afraid that once I leave school, I won't even be able to support myself. ”

Speaking of this heavy topic, the air in the dormitory froze, and both of them sighed instantly.

That's how different people are, right? Some students can spend a month's living expenses of a poor child with a single meal. Everyone is a student, why is there such a big gap?

In this era of fighting for their fathers and mothers, poor children who can't fight have to rely on their own two hands.

The two sighed in the end, there is no comparison, there is no gap, and they must not be classmates with the children of rich families.

In the words, Yan Huan'er suddenly thought of Ma Jianjian, and giggled for a while.

This smile made her laugh a little bit less depressed a few days ago. At this moment, she thought that Ma Jianshe was good to her classmates.

The next day, Yan Huan'er woke up at that hour, and Weng Meiling was still sleeping. She gently got out of bed and went to wash.

When she came out of the bathroom, she saw that Weng Meiling had also woken up, looking around with sleepy eyes open, as if she had forgotten where this was.

Yan Huan'er smiled and said good morning.

The two talked and laughed and cleaned up everything, and before Yan Huan'er closed the door, she said goodbye to the empty house childishly: "I'm leaving, I'll be back soon, goodbye." ”

Weng Meiling sent Yan Huan'er to the station. Then, the sight of a sea of people queuing up for the bus startled the two of them.

Weng Meiling walked away by herself for a while. When she returned, she had a waiting ticket in her hand. couldn't help but say anything, and sent Yan Huan'er into the VIP waiting area. The environment there will be better, and you can get on the bus and get ahead of the traffic.

The two waved goodbye to one in the waiting area and the other outside the waiting area. Yan Huan'er's heart is really warm.

Looking at Weng Meiling's lonely back when she turned to leave, Yan Huan'er suddenly felt a sadness of parting rising from her heart.

Weng Meiling's back was quickly drowned in the crowd. The waiter at the door said kindly: "Come in and find a place, there will be a lot of people here later." ”

Yan Huan'er smiled at her, thanked her, and dragged her suitcase in.

After looking for a long time, I found half a seat in a very remote aisle.

Why is it half, because there is still half occupied by a large bag.

On one side of the big bag is a rural aunt wearing a headscarf, eating a bowl of instant noodles, eating a lot of food, and there is a child next to her. Wearing a flowery homespun padded jacket.

Yan Huan'er wanted to ask if there was anyone in this position? and felt that if she asked like this, she would let people remove her bag.

I'm hesitating whether to sit down or look for it. Turning his head and looking around, there were human heads as far as he could see, and there were many people standing. It's just as tight as the empty seats.

Thinking that the departure time would be more than an hour, Yan Huan'er still decided to settle for this half of the position.

Just as she was hesitating to speak, the woman looked up and saw her hesitant expression. I didn't say anything, I was still holding the chopsticks in my hand, so I automatically moved the big bag.

Although the position has not become much bigger, at least it has conveyed a message to Yan Huan'er: "Sit down, no one." ”

Yan Huan'er said thank you, and sat down next to the big bag.

The air in the hall was very bad, and there were all kinds of smells. Fortunately, smoking is not allowed, and the turbid air is mixed with all kinds of people's smells, instant noodles, and fruits......

Because they want to return to their hometowns, many people have large bags and small bags, dragging their children and daughters. The woman next to her was eating noodles and feeding the child next to her.

The little kid was dirty, dragging a long snot that ran down and sucked it back.

Yan Huan'er only looked disgusted for a while, and hurriedly turned her head around.

The little couple on the opposite side hated to become a person, and Yan Huan'er was about the same age as them, but they really didn't dare to watch each other's love show.

He turned his head away.

An old couple sat in the position and massaged each other's legs and feet, which attracted Yan Huan'er's attention.

The two white-haired heads were next to each other, and the two weather-beaten hands were slowly pinching each other's legs, and the old man's face was wrinkled like a small groove, but he smiled with a face full of contentment and calmness.

The old man didn't know what he was talking about, but looking at it from Yan Huan'er's point of view, the old grandmother smiled so much that her teeth were exposed, and the smile on her wrinkled face was as peaceful and quiet as a chrysanthemum blooming in golden autumn.

In this noisy waiting room, the two old men are very inconspicuous. Ke Yan Huan'er looked at them, and for the first time collided with the desire for love from her heart.

Yan Huan'er thought that if she was old in the future and had such a partner by her side, no matter how ugly or old she looked, the two could still talk and laugh and do the same thing together, what a beautiful life it would be.