In the gloomy weather, the wind kept blowing the pale yellow curtains, making the curtains that would glow warm under the sun become wet, and they no longer had the strength to float up to avoid the mischievous rain. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Why is it raining?" Ruan Qing took the book from her face, and there was a slight tingle in the hand rubbing her eyes, "This is really not a good sign", she thought silently in her heart.

After turning off the alarm clock at half past ten, I slowly got up to check the things I had packed before going to bed last night. , Mom and Dad also went to open a store at this time, Ruan Qing was a little melancholy and put the ticket back in the book. From childhood to adulthood, the family is obviously by the side but always can't accompany the left, this kind of loneliness should be said to have been used to it for a long time. Maybe this is the hypocrisy of an only child, who seems to have received all the love, but there is always a lack of fetters to accompany him.

After Ruan Qing repeatedly checked that everything was brought, she found that two steamed buns and her mother's small note were steamed on the table in the living room.

"Dear Daughter,

Remember to warm up the buns before eating, and my parents will go to business first. Be careful in the car, I won't send you.

Love your mom. ”

If other people saw such a small note, they might think it was very warm, Ruan Qing bit the bun that had already become cold and hard in his mouth. But wouldn't it be sad for her to care about her family if it was just like this? Although she also understands that the hard work of her parents who get up early and stay up late is just hoping that her children will not live like her life again, how can she blame her family for not being with her? It is this kind of understanding and regret that also makes Ruan Qing's personality slightly different from others. For example, in the first few days when I came home, it was rare for my mother to have time to sit and watch TV together, although it was a mainland ethics drama sprinkled with dog blood, as long as she could sit and chat with her mother, it was already a very happy and relaxing thing for her.

The plot that was originally sprinkled with dog blood just happened to talk about a girl who was forced to break up with her boyfriend due to identity distance problems. This made Ruan Qing, who had just fallen out of love, feel a little tingling in her heart, but she couldn't help but not show it.

And the girls in the TV series stuffed themselves in the room for several days, not eating or drinking. The girl's father was very worried and went to the girl's room to ask her about her mood and asked her: Is it out of love? The girl, who was guessed by her father at once, couldn't control herself at all, and lay on her father's shoulder and kept crying. told his father about the sadness, and at this time, his father patted the girl's back and persuaded Ruan Qing to say something that made Ruan Qing feel greatly:

"There are fewer and fewer good men now, but you will definitely meet the best for you in the future. So now don't cry for the people who don't love you, but leave some tears of happiness for the people who really love you. ”

Although what the father said in the TV series is very similar to chicken soup for the soul, in reality, Ruan Qing, who has a deep cold, just needs a bowl of chicken soup to warm up. Especially since she also knows that in fact this is absolutely impossible to happen! It's not that she can't willfully lie on her father's shoulder and cry bitterly, or that her father won't comfort her broken heart. It's that she can't do it!

Knowing that her parents worked hard for her to study, she hoped that she would be happy in the future. And now, if she asks her family to help her trouble for someone who hurts her, she can't do it. Ruan Qing, who silently endured the pain of falling out of love, couldn't even cry out loud. She is very warm like this, but it is difficult to meet someone who can warm her, and it is sometimes a mistake to not be able to let go.

Tidy up the table and carefully clip the note into the last page of the journal. "Make yourself happy!" Ruan Qing secretly gave orders to herself, and then opened the door to go out, facing the gloomy weather.

The rain was sweeping the gray in the air, and the street outside her house was as cold as the street of her grandmother's house in her dreams, but in reality there could be no more him. Ruan Qing, who was dragging her suitcase, stepped the water to distract her emotions, but the scattered water still wet her pants.

12 o'clock bus, seat 2.

Ruan Qing checked the car again after going to the city where she was going to school, and then put her luggage in the compartment with peace of mind. In the empty carriage, only a man sleeping on his side happened to occupy Ruan Qing's No. 2 position. She didn't care and sat in the No. 8 position in the back row on the other side, but when she wanted to listen to music, she suddenly realized that she forgot to bring her headphones, and she didn't have time to go back to get them, so she could only sigh habitually.

The car started slowly, and only the sound of machinery kept echoing in my ears. Last night's poor sleep made her head groggy and she fell asleep against the car window before she knew it. The bumps of the car made the head shell leaning against the window almost feel the collision of brains inside.

As an empty car in a small town, of course, it is inevitable to have to recruit and send off customers along the way. But it was obviously still an empty car, but an uneasy and kind uncle deliberately sat next to Ruan Qing. The uncle's copycat mobile phone played all kinds of divine comedy loudly, making Ruan Qing, who did not have a high quality of sleep, suddenly more awake. Even if you don't give a handsome guy to sit next to you, it's good that there is no one, at least there is no brainwashing of the Divine Comedy! Ruan Qing suddenly remembered the mechanical sound of the single loop, and turned her head to look at the uncle's imperial pride, she could only pretend to be asleep in embarrassment for a long time, and fell asleep again unconsciously.

"I'm here!"

The uncle's deep voice was very inconsistent with the pompous appearance, and suddenly made people feel a little cold. This ordinary sentence suddenly woke Ruan Qing up in a cold tremble. The cold feeling reminded her of the robot-like voice she had in her dream yesterday.

"It's just a dream," Ruan Qing silently comforted herself, glancing at the gray sky outside the car window.

After putting down the uncle, the car still walked slowly along the mountain road. The rain kept washing the windows, and you could vaguely see the car walking to the highest viaduct along the entire stretch of road. The house, which was already as small as a comma, almost became a little brush stroke of the landscape painting in the rain, constructing the colors but not seeing the original self.

The car climbed higher and higher, and Ruan Qing's heart inexplicably followed a little higher. On the rain-shrouded viaduct, the car suddenly lost control. The rear of the car slid like a man on soap, and although the driver quickly adjusted direction, it still caused a slight scratch on the front of the car. At this time, Ruan Qing almost couldn't help but scream.

"Damn, how do you drive!" The man who had been sleeping in the first row was frightened by the sudden situation and fell down, and the slightly embarrassed expression on his face immediately turned angry. I don't know if it was a habit of hiding embarrassment or really being blinded by anger, he quickly slapped the driver on the head. And the driver, who was a little frightened by the situation just now, coupled with a sudden slap, also burned the nameless fire red all of a sudden! In an instant, he turned around and scuffled with the man.

Something like this doesn't happen at all, and when it does, it's suddenly so sudden that no one can stop it. Even before the co-driver could react, the car had already skidded again and rushed out of the guardrail.

"What the hell is going on? Am I dreaming? Ruan Qing was attacked by a series of question marks that attacked all sanity.

The screams in the carriage slowed down time and space, and the car slowly spun sideways. Ruan Qing clung to the glass as if she was being pressed by a ghost. The marquee-like plot actually played out in her mind.

The sound of the rain dripping turned into the harmonies of screaming in the carriages, and the huts became more indistinct, and the downward windows could not see the distant mountains. Ruan Qing huddled tightly in his bag, and all of them were free from Newton's magical gravitational pull.

A series of dull impacts, a series of tumbles. Ruan Qing felt a little numb and tingling in his hand. Was it the rain that successfully hit the carriage? How could there be some liquid that wet her body and spread from all sides of her body.....