Juehui only slept for three or four hours that night. Before dawn, he woke up, lay on the bed, and thought about it until dawn.

It's time to go. He also had to go to Qin with Juemin, so he couldn't stay at home for a little longer. Juexin sent them half a street.

The street is quiet. There were a few cooks carrying baskets to buy vegetables, a countryman who went into the city to pick up dung, and two vendors selling breakfast snacks. The sky was clear and cloudless, and the golden sunlight shone brilliantly on the walls of the opposite mansion. Countless sparrows squeak in the branches of the locust trees to welcome the rising sun.

"I'm going, big brother," Juehui said with tears in her eyes, standing in front of the door of a smaller mansion. He held Juexin's right hand tightly.

"It's a pity that I can't send you more," Juexin said with a sigh as he looked at him with teary eyes. "You should take care of yourself on the road and write more letters along the way."

"I'm going," Jue Hui repeated, squeezing Jue Xin's hand so tightly that he almost forgot to say to himself, "Don't be sad, we will definitely meet again, we will definitely meet again." He suddenly let go of Juexin's hand, as if he had broken the hand, and then turned and walked away. In his left hand, he still carried the four wrapped cans of ham.

He turned back to look at Juexin two or three times, and Juexin stood in front of someone else's door and beckoned to him. Until his back faded to the point that it was gone, Juexin still stood there blankly and waved in the direction where he disappeared, but he didn't see it anymore, he didn't know it.

When they arrived at my aunt's house, the two of them walked under the window of the piano. Juemin first gently knocked twice on the glass window with his hand.

There was a coughing sound from the piano inside. After a sound of footsteps, the curtains were lifted, revealing Jean's face on the glass window. His hair is shaggy and his face has a sleepy look. It turned out that she had just gotten up.

Qin smiled at them, and suddenly noticed Juehui's expression, so she whispered in surprise, "Today?" ”

Juemin nodded and said, "Now." ”

She was taken aback, her face changed immediately, she tilted her head back slightly, and whispered, "So fast?" ”

Juehui hurriedly leaned close to the window, raised her eyes to look up, and whispered "Sister Qin" two or three times. He had only one of her faces, but through a layer of glass.

"You're gone?" She asked, suspiciously. Her gentle gaze kept shooting down, hovering over his face as if searching for something. "You won't forget me when you get down there. Will you ever forget me? A bleak smile appeared on her face.

"No, it won't. I think about you a lot. You know I'm going to think about you all the time," Jue Hui shook her head slightly.

"You wait, you don't want to go," she said as if she suddenly remembered something, and nodded to Juehui. Her face disappeared immediately.

Juehui was waiting there. Jean soon reappeared, still smiling. "I'll give you something, I promised to give it to you." As she spoke, she raised her hand and sent a piece of paper through the crack in the window. When Jue Hui took a look, it turned out to be her latest photo. He looked at her again with joy and gratitude. The curtains have been lowered. He wanted to stand for a few more moments, but Juemin was next to him urging him to go. He called "Sister Qin" again, but didn't seem to hear her answer. He glanced at the window again, and then walked away.

Juehui and Juemin talked as they walked, and they talked a lot along the way. When they walked to the dock, Huang Cunren and Zhang Huiru had been waiting there for a long time.

Zhang Huiru excitedly grabbed Juehui's hand and said loudly, "Why did you come to this place? After a few more hours, the ship sailed. ”

"No, we will wait for Mr. Gao," a middle-aged businessman next to him said with a smile, this is Mr. Wang, a relative of Huang Cunren, Juehui has already met him, so he introduced Juemin at this time.

"Juehui, come and see your luggage," Huang said, guiding Juehui into the cabin of the ship. Juemin also followed on the boat.

"I've opened your bedding for you, and you see I've laid the futon for you. …… This package of snacks and biscuits was given to you by Brother Huiru and I for you to eat on the road," Huang Cunren said, pointing one by one. Jue Hui just nodded.

"Everything on the road is taken care of by Mr. Wang, and you don't have to worry about it yourself. He will send you to Chongqing. Later trips are even easier. Don't forget to go to my cousin when you arrive in Chongqing, he can help you," Huang Cunren said very thoughtfully.

The boat next door was chartered by a bureaucrat, with guards on board and a lot of send-offs on the shore. At this time, firecrackers were set off on the shore, and the boat was about to leave.

"Juehui, don't forget to write more letters and articles!" Zhang Huiru walked into the cabin and patted Juehui on the shoulder and said.

"You have to write more letters too," Jue Hui replied with a smile.

"You three can go up, the ship is about to leave," said Mr. Wang, who had said goodbye to his send-off, as he stepped into the cabin.

So Juehui shook hands with Zhang Huiru and Huang Cunren and accompanied them to the bow of the boat.

"Second brother," Jue Hui knew that he and Juemin were about to separate, so she held Juemin's hand tightly and said to Juemin affectionately, "goodbye." In the future, when you are free, you should associate more with Cunren and Huiru. In the future, they can also help you if something happens. He said to Huang Cunren and Zhang Huiru: "I hope you will treat my brother as you treat me in the future." You'll get to know him, he's a good guy. ”

"Then naturally, why do you say it, I'm already very familiar with Juemin. I think he will be willing to participate in the work of our newspaper," Huang Cunren said cordially and encouragingly.

"Second brother, you promise," Juehui persuaded when she saw that Juemin was still hesitating.

"Come on, we welcome you," Zhang Huiru warmly held out his hand to Juemin.

"Okay, I agreed," Juemin said with determination, and then reached out to hold Zhang Huiru's hand, and shook hands with Huang Cunren. After that, he asked Juehui with attachment: "Third brother, do you have anything else to say?" I'm going ashore. ”

"No," Jue Hui replied, and then he changed his tone and said, "One more thing, if you see Jian Yun in the future, please tell him, and I will say hello to him." I didn't have time to see him. He is not in good health and should take good care of himself. ”

"Okay, I'll tell him. Do you have anything else to say? Juemin said sadly.

"And Mama Huang, I'm really a little reluctant to her. You have to treat her well. ”

"I know, do you have anything else to say?"

"Sister Qin......" Juehui stopped when she said these two words, and immediately changed her resolute tone and said, "No," and then added: "I hope you two will come to Shanghai as soon as possible." ”

"You have to take care of your life on the road," Juemin said, and followed Zhang Huiru and Huang Cunren ashore.

They stood on the shore, and he stood in the bow of the ship. He looked at them and waved to each other.

The ship began to move. It slowly receded from the shore. It's turning. The figure on the shore gradually became smaller, and suddenly disappeared completely in the blink of an eye. Jue Hui stood at the bow of the boat, their shadows still in her eyes, as if they were still waving to him. He felt that his vision was a little blurry, so he reached out and rubbed his eyes. However, when he took it off, their shadows were gone.

They, his brother and his two friends, disappeared without leaving a trace. Everything before seemed like a dream. He could no longer see them. All his eyes could see was a clear water, some shadows of mountains and some shadows of trees. There the three boats were rocking and singing mountain songs.

Gradually, a new affection seized him, and he did not know whether it was joy or sadness. But he knew very well that he was out of the house. In front of his eyes was a continuous stream of green water. The water just kept flowing forward, and it would take him to a big city in the unknown. There, everything new is growing. There was a new movement there, with a large mass and a few of his enthusiastic young friends whom he had not met through letters.

This water, this blessed water, will take him from the home where he has lived for eighteen years to unknown cities and unknown people. As he thought so, the vision ahead of him blinded him, leaving him no longer with time to lament the past eighteen years of life that he had left behind. He lowered his eyes one last time to look behind him, and he said "goodbye" softly, still looking back at the green water that flowed forward forever without a moment's rest.