On Wednesday night I received a call from my brother. I don't know how he knew my number. Said he was waiting for me downstairs at 7:30 a.m. Putting down the phone, I checked the contents of the suitcase again, buckled it up, and placed it next to the bed. Check the small bags you have brought with you, then tie the snacks you bought in advance from the train, put them on your suitcase, and go to bed.

Although I relaxed after the exam, I actually had a little insomnia. The sisters chatted for a long time before they reluctantly fell asleep one by one, leaving me staring at the night with my eyes fixed on the blue curtains of the window. College is truly a magical place that unknowingly turns the impossible into a possibility. The thought that my brother would be waiting for me at the door and taking the train home together made me wonder if I was already dreaming. Until I really dreamed of my brother in my dreams. So when the alarm went off for I don't know how many times, I still wanted to continue to immerse myself in the dream, and I didn't want to wake up. Until Vivi complained about me with her eyes closed on the top bunk.

Damn Yanyan, I'm the afternoon ticket, you pay me back!

I scratched my head embarrassedly and washed as lightly as I could. Before leaving, I took out a bag of condensed milk from the bag and obediently put it at the head of Weiwei's bed to make up for my mistake.

It's already cold. When I got out of the hallway, I noticed a thin layer of snow on the ground.

It was snowing.

Unlike my big bags and small bags, my brother only carries a slightly larger shoulder bag, which doesn't seem to hold much things. I dragged the suitcase out, and when I reached the platform, my brother had already walked up, and naturally helped me carry the suitcase down the stairs. I only carried a small crossbody bag, a light fart, and followed behind with a large bag of snacks in one hand.

The snowflakes are still falling lightly, sparsely and sparsely, very light and light. It's a little white all around, but it's just a floating layer. My brother dragged my box and walked in front, leaving two marks behind him. I rushed to get it myself, but my brother couldn't help but block my hand and motioned for me to walk beside me.

Senior brother, have you eaten?

What about you?

… No.

He looked at the bag in my hand.

What is it?

Snacks, eaten in the car.

Let's eat this in a moment.

Well, okay.

A snowflake fluttered down on my eyelashes, and I rolled my eyes at it for a moment. Then the snowflakes melted down and flowed away like tears from the corners of their eyes. I secretly enjoyed the whole process by myself, and I felt amazing and happy. I felt that my footsteps were dragging behind my senior brother, so I hurriedly trotted a few steps to catch up.

Slide carefully and don't fall.

Well.

It seems like the first time I've taken the bus with my brother. Bus No. 34 departs from Minda, and the time is still early, so there are many vacant seats for buses. While sitting side by side, I couldn't help but start imagining the heartwarming scenes on the buses in Korean dramas. However, we don't have a Walkman with us, so we don't share a headset. When I got out of the car, my brother walked in front, and after carrying the box down, he stretched out his hand to me under the car, and I knew that he was afraid that I would fall because it was snowing. But my heart was still a little pink. It's cold, and even if you're blushing, you can't see it.

After the pit stop, my brother kept asking me to walk in front of him. A sea of people, a sea of people. When I went through the security check, my brother protected me all over his chest. I rarely take a train, and it's too much of a shock for me. Fortunately, the platform was relatively relaxed, and I saw that the senior brother was also slightly relieved. The senior brother didn't speak much, and I was still reminiscing about the nervous heartbeat that he almost hugged me and squeezed through the security check just now, and he didn't dare to look up with a red face, for fear that he would find something, and he was a little YY in his heart, snickering proudly.

My brother took out my ID card from the inside pocket of his jacket and handed it to me, and then gave me the ticket that had been checked just now.

That, brother, how much?

My brother looked up at me.

Next time you pay.

Yes? Oh well.

Stared at the ticket in my hand and looked carefully, there was a price on the ticket, and it was really not a lot of money, so I didn't take it seriously. The train entered the station and stopped, and the time was very short. My brother told me to follow closely, and I dragged the box and strode to the door of the carriage, and I quickly trotted after him. When I was about to get to the car door, I saw the third brother smoking a cigarette and looking at the two of us outside the car door with a smile on his face. Dare to love them, they have already been contacted.

I got on the bus and changed seats with someone else. I, Yanzi, the third brother and the senior brother, sat opposite each other. I'm a little cramped in this scene, and it's really hard to pretend to be fine. Because the swallow was looking at me all the time and squinting and smiling. Luckily, I brought a big bag of snacks with me.

The third brother picked and chosen, ate a braised egg, and took a hillbilly chicken leg. The senior brother only eats sliced bread. Yanzi and I both wanted to eat instant noodles, but the third brother was disgusted, and when he saw that other people in the carriage were making instant noodles, he had to give in. But he asked us to finish it in ten minutes, otherwise we had to pour it out, saying that it smelled of a strong preservative. The two of us had no choice but to sigh and snore and end the fight quickly.

After throwing the instant noodle bucket back, the table had been cleaned up, and the third brother took the poker and cut it in his hand.

Little sister, tractor, will it.

Tractor? Agricultural vehicles?

The third brother's eyes widened in surprise.

A college student who doesn't even know how to play with a tractor?

I looked at the room, and apparently I was the only one from a third country.

What to do? Three are missing one.

The third brother said this, but his eyes were fixed on the senior brother.

Let's take a lap first and teach you.

My brother said to me, decide for me, and I obey unconditionally.

Oh.

Show card, main card, deck card, hole card, buckle, throw card......

When I got off the train at the station, I basically had mastered the rules, but I couldn't talk about skills, so I was beaten in a daze. The third brother diagonally opposite me was with me, but it was always the senior brother who taught me to play cards. The senior brother and the swallow hit Queen, and the third brother hit 2.

When I got out of the car, the third brother agreed with me that the next time we met, we must let him take revenge. I was very humble and agreed.

The third brother proposed to go to lunch together, and the senior brother glanced at me. I know he's consulting me. It is not bad for a while, I nodded in agreement. So the four of them took a taxi to Fuxing Road, which was very close to the bus station. The old shop of Wanli Xiang Roast Chicken is here, and the air is full of familiar aromas, and our alma mater is just east of Fuxing Road.

Do you want to eat Huaguang Restaurant, when I was in school, I loved to eat the shrimp stewed tofu here.

Swallow's proposal was unanimously agreed. Hua Guang Restaurant is a famous canteen-style restaurant near the school, and I am reluctant to visit it when I am in school. Potstickers and shrimp stewed tofu are also my favorites. Drinking the hot tofu soup, the warmth spreads to the whole body little by little. The third brother pointed to my face and smiled.

You should really cut a little bit of your skin to check it, why are you so thin-skinned, look at your red like a boiled skin shrimp.

Third brother, you don't use the right words, others say that I am a red apple.

Your face, where did you get the apple, at most it's an apple beard.

Damn third brother, everyone praises me for my small face, so he can use this to squeeze people.

The senior brother was also very uninteresting, covering most of his face with his hands, and although he lowered his head, I knew that he was also laughing.

Laugh, laugh, laugh at me.

I just broke the can. The three of them literally burst out laughing in unison. Is it really that funny? But it's true.

After eating, the third brother sent the swallow home. My brother accompanied me to wait for the bus at the bus station.

When will you go back to school?

The night before school starts.

The senior brother looked in the direction the car was coming and did not speak. The atmosphere was dreary and a little awkward. The middle brother's mobile phone rang once, he looked at it, didn't answer, and hung up.

The two men stood on the side of the road, occasionally looking in the direction the car was coming. I'm a little anxious, why hasn't this damn car come yet. But faintly, I don't want the car to come. The cold wind was freezing my ears, and I still wanted to stand here a little longer.

Rock Rock.

Well?

Is my brother calling me?

Do you want to write down my phone number?

Oh, yes, yes.

I took out the small notepad and pen I had with me from my pouch and handed them to my brother. In the direction behind the senior brother's writing, the car driving towards the development zone came like a snail. When the senior brother finished writing, the car stopped in front of us. I barely found a place in the last row, and before I could say goodbye to my brother, the car started and drove away.

My heart was full of sorrow. The beautiful mood from early to modern times has come to an end. I flipped out the notebook from my small bag, turned to the page where my brother wrote my phone number, and found that my brother wrote three numbers quite solemnly, at home, in the dormitory, and on my mobile phone. I stared at the sticky note for a long time, can I be sentimental?

I rubbed my brother's signature with my hand, Zhang Heng, and pushed through the back of the paper. These three phone numbers really made it easy for me to misunderstand and feel more and more like something was about to come out.