Chapter Fifty-Six: The Coldest Season
The rich second generation still wants me to stay in Chengdu to play with her for a few days, saying that there are still many interesting places that I haven't gone to yet.
I told her that soon I would be able to wave as much as I wanted. The sky is high and the birds can fly, not to mention coming to Chengdu to play for a few more days, it is not a problem to move the family over.
On the way to the wide and narrow alley, the princess suddenly said: "Lu Xia, I find you very strange, not the same as those who sharpen their heads and drill up. ”
"What's the difference? You haven't seen me fight when I fight! The leader asked me to unclog the toilet in his house, and I ran around and carried the fruit basket. ”
"I mean, you're a man." She added: "I don't think you're the type of person who cares much about fame and fortune. ”
"Then you're out of sight, I'm a philistine!"
Seeing that my attitude was uneven, her eyes widened, and she said, "Lu Xia, have you eaten gun seeds?" I'm talking to you well, what kind of attitude do you have? It's like I owe you money! ”
After saying that, she was suddenly stunned, and realized that she really owed me money, so she glanced sideways, and turned her back to me.
Chengdu's rail transit is very crowded, and I have very poor hearing in the noisy environment, so I nodded to her as if I didn't understand: "Well, I'm going to lose my job, so the 8,000 yuan ......, you see ......."
The rich second generation looked back and glared coldly: "The dignified personnel manager, is it interesting to talk to me about the eight hundred students in the student party?" ”
"It's because you don't understand the difficulties of our poor people!" I raised my voice and said to her, "In my eyes, this is an astronomical amount, if you don't know it accurately, I may lose sleep for half a month." ”
"Okay, okay," she said, turning to me as soon as she turned to me, "when my father dies and I inherit the family property, I will return it to you with interest." ”
"Then tell me, who is your father? I'm looking forward to her return to the West with you."
"Humph! I won't tell you. ”
When I arrived at Kuanzhai Alley and walked out of the subway station, I found that it was already dark. At this time, when night falls, the lights are on, and the streets and alleys are filled with smoke and noise. We had a casual skewer snack and turned around to take pictures of each other until the street became quiet.
The rich second generation said that her house was monitored, and it was inconvenient to take me there, otherwise I could stay there for a night. I felt scared, and I also felt her boring life. I think if I had been in college and there were cameras installed in my dorm room, and my parents were monitoring my every move, I would have been tormented throughout my student years.
"Your dad should give you a dormitory," I felt a suppressed sense of imprisonment as I looked at the high-end residential complex in front of me.
"Haha, you're the first one to fight for me," she said, waving goodbye, but after walking a few steps, she turned back and threw herself on my cheek and kissed me.
"Don't get me wrong, this is the interest of 8,000 yuan, I have been paying it for a year and a half, but I'm afraid I won't be able to pay it back."
I subconsciously felt the urge to wipe my face, but I was afraid that she would scold me, so I held back. Joked: "How is this interest settled?" How often is interest settled? ”
The rich second generation lowered his face and rolled his eyes: "emmmm, you obscene Lu Xia, you deserve to be a bachelor for the rest of your life." ”
"I'll go~! Can't you just hope that I'm okay? ”
Sending the rich second generation back to the residence, I made a bus alone to go to the East Railway Station. I want to stay nearby and catch the train home tomorrow morning.
Although from the comprehensive aspects such as price, it seems that the aircraft is more suitable. But I seemed to be competing with myself, and in the end I chose the train.
Because the plane is so fast, I want to leave Chengdu slowly and feel the 1,600 kilometers slowly.
Maybe it would be boring and hypocritical to say that. And in fact, I enjoy it. I'm such a person, why should I be ashamed to admit it? I even want to experience this sadness slowly. Because I think it's poignant and gorgeous.
Thinking about the 318 trip I made with Hu Shanshan, my heart was very uncomfortable. Did the beauty that I thought I could reach be shattered like this? I made a lot of preparations for this, bought hiking boots, bought a jacket, and I also started to apply a mask and exercise for this purpose, and even planned to cut a handsome haircut before leaving, change the mask on my mobile phone, and hide a pair of ears in the corner of my backpack to put on her when I was hiking......
Maybe it's because I'm thinking too much, and God looks jealous, so he brings disaster to me.
When I told Hu Shanshan that the trip was canceled, my mind went blank, I was driving and I couldn't help but want to cry while waiting for the red light. I'm still too fragile to withstand the slightest setback!
On the bus, I must have looked very embarrassed, typical of a runaway young man.
The bus stopped and went, the windows were pitch black and the glass was misty. I wrote the name "Shanshan" on my finger and erased it while others weren't looking.
A large piece of glass can be seen outside at night, thousands of lights are on, each lamp has an independent soul, my Hu Shanshan also has a lamp at the moment, who are the people under the lamp missing?
Will she know that there is a man who loves her who is quietly leaving?
When I used to write about 318 travel planning, I had a period of fugue. Although it is very unrealistic, the texture of the picture is so beautiful that it can charm anyone.
It was at the foot of the sacred mountain of Charlotte Dorjee, which is more than 5,000 meters above sea level in Daocheng, on the edge of a sacred lake called the Five Colors Sea. I took out a small gift from my pocket, and reluctantly greeted Hu Shanshan and said to her: Hey, be my girlfriend!
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The next day, catch the train at six o'clock and return to Anhui. Queuing, security, waiting, boarding......
Sitting on the high-speed rail all the way back, I felt inexplicably anxious. At this time, I saw a new dynamic in Hu Shanshan's circle of friends. A set of selfie photos with plateaus and mountains, accompanied by a string of meaningful texts:
"I thought winter was the most beautiful season.
- But later I found out that winter is the coldest season! ”
Seeing this dynamic, my eyes began to blur. I really want to shout, or run out one by one while the train is still running, and then run to the school where Hu Shanshan teaches, and overturn the pent-up emotions in my heart to her.
But I can't really do anything, and my cowardice makes me want to strangle myself.
Looking at the photos taken by Hu Shanshan, my thoughts gradually blurred! In the chaos of half-dreaming and half-awakening, real and illusory images flashed through my mind.
- I dreamed of that scene, on the edge of the sacred lake in Daocheng. The dream was very real, as if you could reach out and touch the snow on the ground, the blue sky, and the ...... breathing of each other. I stood on the rippling water's edge, my heart bumping into the deer, contemplating my breath and waiting for Hu Shanshan's answer......
It was quiet inside the car, as quiet as a funeral service.
Then I woke up from the merciless cold, and I folded my arms and my teeth chattered. I thought to myself, yes! Winter is indeed the coldest season~!