One day we will finally understand that a hug before leaving the field does not require tears.

On the day of tomorrow's separation, the fat man couldn't hold back, and after getting on the bus, he lay on the seat and cried loudly, and the aunt on the side saw a young man in his early 20s, tears fell from his face, and he felt a little puzzled.

Looking at the shape of the aunt's mouth, it seems to be saying: This fat boy is not as good as my daughter, my daughter is not like this? Why are boys so motherly now? If you don't agree with each other, you will shed tears, and you must have been bullied by something.

Yes, why do we always cry at some point? It's like, in the dead of night, wearing headphones, huddled under the covers, listening to our favorite music, and inexplicably crying tears.

Tears are perhaps the best thing in the world for us to express our emotions, because it doesn't lie.

Although, it is often said that the joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same. But at least as the same creature, sometimes empathy is the same for everyone.

Is the fat man crying because he is sad in his heart?

Maybe yes, because of sadness, a person who feels sad in his heart must be sad, and sad words will shed tears.

At this moment, he is leaving, leaving behind the people who care about and miss day and night.

Does the fat man feel relieved to cry?

Perhaps, because of love, a person who can feel love must feel gratified. Because he has such good friends as tomorrow. At this moment, the tears really represent the unconcealable emotion in the fat man's heart.

People, sometimes we shed tears, precisely because we feel that there are still people in this world who care, like, and care. If that's the case, then what does it matter if the tears come down?

I still remember when I reported in my freshman year, in the dormitory, he pressed Tomorrow to the ground and beat him Tomorrow to call him Dad, although Tomorrow almost made him not get his blood pressure soaring to 18.

He also remembered that Sister Wen had applied trauma medicine to him that day, and he looked at Sister Wen like love.

Thinking of this, the fat man couldn't hold back his tears.

Why is a fat man so motherly?

"Young man, do you have something on your mind? Just say it, just say it". The aunt on the side couldn't stand the crying of a young man next to her, as if she was parting from life and death.

"Auntie, do you know why I'm called fat? Because I eat more than everyone else every time, I think that people who eat more than others every time must have a good appetite, and people who have a good appetite must also be in a good mood, what do you say I can do." The fat man said and wiped away his tears with his hands and said to his aunt.

"It's okay if there's nothing, it's okay if there's nothing to do, I'll tell you, people, you can't shed tears, especially boys." As she spoke, the aunt handed the fat man a tissue.

"You're right". The fat man smiled at the aunt innocently. Confucius's sentence is that the day does not sing, for fat people, it is no different from farting.

The whistle of the train came from the distant mountains, and it was an echo.

The destination of this train is Beijing, a city that thousands of people yearn for. There's the Forbidden City, there's the Forbidden City, there's the Bird's Nest, there's the National Stadium, there's everything you want. However, there is one more thing that is related to all this, and that is "North Drift".

The train went all the way from the bustling and gorgeous Shanghai to the Grand Canal, a river line that cost the life of the entire dynasty, all the way to the north, and never looked back.

"Hey, buddy, where are you going?" Opposite the fat man, dressed in jeans with a white shirt, tied in a ponytail, wearing harem shoes, about 165 tall, painted with a faint workplace attire, and a girl who looked the same age as him looked at the fat man and asked. From the moment the fat man got into the car, she felt that this boy was either a chick or still a chick.

"your heart". The fat man didn't know where he learned this set of flirtatious routines, so he said it casually. However, I don't know why, I always feel that something is wrong when he says this.

I can't talk about it for a while, and I don't care about the rest so much.

He just remembers that every time he plays on the school's basketball court tomorrow, he is always followed by a group of schoolgirls, and he also benefits a lot from it, at least it can be regarded as a feast for his eyes.

"I'll fuck your uncle, what the hell is there!" The girl raised her fist as she spoke. It is estimated that it makes the girl think that the fat man is looking for a smoke.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding, Beijing, Beijing." The fat man said as he covered his greasy face with his hands, he was most afraid of being slapped in the face, because even if he didn't fight, he would be able to spread pancakes.

"Scare you, do you think I'm really beating you, look at how much you cried just now, you know that you're not a ruthless person." As she spoke, the girl motioned for the fat man to stretch out his hand.

"Hurry up, don't grind!" How is it like a big girl's house, the girl got up and took the fat man's hand as she spoke.

"Don't touch me, I'll tell you, you can only rob money and not sex, and besides, I don't have much money on me, you know." The fat man was in a hurry and retracted his hand.

"Let it out for you, hurry up, I'll say it three times." After the girl finished speaking, she stretched out her finger and pressed it, saying, "One... II".

"Okay, okay, can't you do it, I'm afraid of you." The fat man stretched out his hand wryly.

"I know your name is fat, right, my name is Lan Xin, I don't see that you are a bad person, I am an amateur weight loss coach." Lan Xin said and put his business card in the fat man's hand.

"Oh, I'll go, you can take this photo, it's much better than you, where you took it, take me to see it." The fat man picked up the business card and said to Lan Xin.

"You're a girl, I'll go to your uncle." Lan Xin said indignantly, but it seemed that she was also moved by the sincerity of the young man in front of her who was about the same age as his father.

Because this kind of graduation parting really happened a year ago.

"What are you doing in Beijing?" Lan Xin asked with a smile as she stared at the fat man.

"Are you checking your account or what"? The fat man looked at Lan Xin and replied with a wince. But to be honest, the fat man thinks that Lan Xin is still very good-looking, at least better than the batch of pictures.

"If you don't say it, if you don't say it, I'll call the police, I'll say you bullied me." Lan Xin shouted at the pretend.

"Work, work, work, auntie, you can stop meeting, okay, please." Since college, the fat man has never dealt with girls, except for Sister Wen.

"Is there a place to live"? Lan Xin sniffed with a grin.

"Beijing is so big, don't you have a place for me to live," the fat man's voice raised a lot for a while. He felt that Lan Xin was a bit like a pyramid scheme on TV.

"I'll be honest with my sister!" Lan Xin was angry, pinched the fat man's face and said.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts, you light, I won't go up to find it." The fat man held Lan Xin's hand and hurriedly responded.

"Interested in sharing a flat"? After Lan Xin let go of his hand, he looked at the fat man's expression and grinned at the fat man, revealing a white tiger tooth.

"What do you want to do, I don't sell my body, and besides, don't think about robbing money, let alone robbing sex, human trafficking is illegal now, you have to be a good little citizen!" The fat man said as he hurriedly leaned over to the aunt on the side.

The aunt looked at the two young people beside her, and from her experience and life experience, these two young people must be full of vitality, sincerity, and kindness.

"The girl wants to share a house with you, what do you want? Young man, when the opportunity comes, you have to seize it." The aunt said and looked at Lan Xin with a smile.

As women, they always have the same heart at some time, no matter what the occasion or what the situation.

"I work in Beijing, this time I came to Shanghai on a business trip, my apartment in Beijing is a shared house for two people, just a colleague has just moved out, I want to find someone, see you are not bad, how about it, are you interested"? Lan Xin said and looked for the photos of the apartment in the phone.

The fat man himself knows that work is just an excuse, he hasn't actually found a job yet, and he doesn't want to go to the job his dad arranged for him, he doesn't want to go just to make his dad feel that he is not so useless.

The reason why he bought a ticket to Beijing was that he wanted to live a life in the north, from childhood to adulthood, he had whatever he wanted, and his father gave it. Besides, he hasn't found a place to live yet.

"I'm a big boy, I'm afraid of something, I don't suffer, I promised you fat brother." The fat man said and reached out to add WeChat.

Tell the fat man tomorrow that it is a good thing to be able to add WeChat. In addition to engaging in sales, doing micro-business deception.

"Get out of the car and come with me". Lan Xin ignored the fat man's request to add WeChat, the fat man is too humble, some operations to add WeChat are really embarrassing, what will teach him tomorrow.

When she was on the road after getting off the train, the fat man sometimes secretly glanced at Lan Xin, indeed, she turned her face sideways and was no different from Liu Yifei. Damn, what was I thinking, the fat man pinched his thigh.

"Fatty, I don't care where you come from, I can say it in advance, you have to remember the things in the three chapters of the law, you are not allowed to think about anything wrong, you can't do anything wrong, and the last and most important point is to pay the rent." After Lan Xin stopped a Didi, he said to the fat man who was panting behind his buttocks.

"Received and received, these three are not simple, they are all trivial, and in the future, you will think that my fat man is the best man in the world." After the fat man put the suitcase in the trunk of the taxi, he plunged into the back seat and touched his heart.

"Even if you have the heart of a thief, you don't have the courage of that thief." Lan Xin glanced at the fat man and said with a smile.

"Girl, where are you going?" The taxi driver asked.

"Master of Chaoyang Cross Street, Beijing". When Lan Xin looked up, he saw the fat man in the rearview mirror who didn't know when he got up, leaning against the car window, staring out blankly. Lan Xin suddenly felt that the fat man was not as naïve as he was on the train before.

"Okay, let's go"!

Beijing, Beijing. Back in Beijing, the fat man muttered silently in his mouth.