Xia Xiaowu sat on the bus back to the city, and in winter, the sunset was very early, and it was six o'clock, and the street lights were lit up one by one.

Most of the people in the car were silent, and the light of the mobile phone screen was printed on the tired faces.

She didn't have much strength, leaned against the window, and enjoyed the scenery of the bridge across the river at night. The wind and waves are blowing, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the surface of the river, and the beauty in the photos is far less beautiful than what you see with your own eyes.

The phone screen lights up: Before 12 o'clock tonight, please hand in a copy of the ......

She breathed a sigh of relief, and the little boy in front of her looked at him with round eyes. I work for so many days, I am so busy every day that I almost forget who I am, I get up at six o'clock in the morning, return at six o'clock in the evening, and go home is also infinite and often overtime, and the so-called adult world, but I can't say it with a sour heart.

"I'm telling you, we're never going to go to hobby classes anymore when we grow up! It's annoying! The little boy was very serious, and said to his sister, who was only three years old next to him, that the adults were smiling and it was a good time.

More than 10 years ago, buses were so long that there was a long cable attached to it. The road is also surrounded by interlaced cables, but there is still some beauty in the confusion.

The two children in the seat suddenly raised their voices and argued.

"What are they arguing about?" Little Fifth Dad and Ah Cheng's Dad sit in two positions in the back seat, picking up their children from school on the way, every day.

Ah Cheng's father shook the cigarette in his hand, "What can there be?" I took a fancy to each other's snacks. They all said don't buy them food, the car will sit at the station, and they will go home for dinner immediately. When you get home after eating so much, can you still eat it? ”

"Kid, I don't have anything to eat, so don't make a fuss......"

Xia Xiaowu looked at Luo Huaicheng, with big eyes on small eyes, the goal was very clear, it was the toy given away by the bag of snacks.

At that time, snack manufacturers were very good at doing business, and although the packaging of each package of snacks was the same, they would immediately get different toys inside, which was a joy that children could not suppress.

Especially, when you smoke your favorite toy.

"Ah Cheng, can you give it to me, I will make money in the future, and I will pay you back again, okay?" Xia Xiaowu really likes that purple spinning top too much, especially when she knows that Ah Cheng always succumbs to her, never disagrees with her, and becomes more and more inch-inch.

"I, I want this spinning top." Xia Xiaowu was stunned for a moment, because Ah Cheng had never rejected her.

She ignored him childishly, "I don't want to play with you anymore, Ah Cheng is a stingy ghost!" ”

"I ......" Ah Cheng held his beloved spinning top and refused to let go, and his heart was entangled for a long time. This is the first time I have seen Luo Huaicheng have such a beloved thing, such a thing is just a spinning top given randomly for five cents snacks.

Many years later, Xia Xiaowu listened to his parents tell this story and asked Luo Huaicheng to know that his parents often quarreled at that time, and they rarely saw them every day, and the purple spinning top was exactly the same as the one he had lost at home when he was a child.

He is so persistent and refuses to let go.

……

As far as the eyes fell, the bus arrived at the next stop, and whispers began to float outside, and the passengers who got on the bus held an umbrella in one hand and hurriedly swiped their cards in the other.

Suddenly, my eyes fell and I saw that familiar and suddenly unfamiliar face.

That face was clean and clear, but now you can only see exhaustion.

"Ah Cheng?"

Maybe it's because it's so incredible that both people look at each other for a few seconds before they confirm it.

The crowd of people in the car waved to each other slightly through the gap.

She is rarely so embarrassed, especially when facing Luo Huaicheng, she can usually be generous and decent. But right now, all that remains is that I don't know how to speak.

The car door opened, she greeted Luo Huaicheng and got out of the car, obviously, this time they were no longer on the same road.

As she walked along the road, she watched the dim street lamps cast such a long shadow on the ground.

Remembering that time, she liked to follow Ah Cheng and play with his shadow, while Ah Cheng trotted all the way, for fear that she would be able to catch up. At that time, it was not long ago, and it was not long ago.

She stopped, and the dim light cast a long shadow.

With the breath that could be heard by listening carefully, she realized that Luo Huaicheng's shadow.

"Ah Cheng?" Xia Xiaowu paused for a moment, carrying the light on his back, and Ah Cheng's breath fell together.

"I have something, something I want to tell you."

The telephone rang at this moment, and the lonely night was so clear and untimely.

"I'll answer the phone first." Xia Xiaowu took a step back slightly, covered the position of the microphone, and asked in a low voice, "Hey?" ”

"Where are you, the big head refuses to eat, do you want to starve it?" The tone was somewhat coquettish, and the man on the other end of the phone was squatting down to look at the big head on the ground, scratching its round belly from time to time.

"I'm almost back, and the cat food is in the closet at the very door of your kitchen. You touch its belly, and the big head likes to be tickled by others. ”

The man looked at the big head's eager eyes staring at the cat food on the table, still insisting on scratching its stomach, "It said it still doesn't want to eat it." The big head innocently meowed and meowed, trying to escape from the man's grasp.

"Well, I'll come over later."

The man rubbed the cheek of the big head and scratched its chin, and it enjoyed it.

"Well, when you get back."

She hung up the phone and looked at Ah Cheng, under the light, he seemed to become thinner and haggard, "I'm sorry, my cat is a little convulsive." ”

"You have a cat?" Luo Huaicheng was strange, when she was a child, she didn't even dare to touch a kitten.

"yes, it's an orange kitten." Xia Xiaowu should actually say that the orange big fat cat.

"Oh, that's good." Ah Cheng nodded to himself, "I've passed by your downstairs several times, but I haven't met you." ”

Xia Xiaowu was stunned, his eyes flickering up and down unconsciously, "My home is actually quite far away from where I work, and it is more convenient to rent a house outside." You came to me on purpose, what's the matter? ”

Luo Huaicheng was silent, maybe it was after the end of high school, and every time they were estranged, they had become strange and familiar. And the unwillingness in his heart was that he didn't dare to say it anymore because he missed it.

"I want to meet my aunt and uncle, they took care of me a lot when I was younger." The clear stream in Luo Huaicheng's bones still hasn't changed, "I also want to meet you, old friend, I haven't been in touch for too long, I'm afraid you'll forget what I look like." ”

Luo Huaicheng in his memory, there are not so many words, but those eyes simply say what he thinks in his heart.

"Well—my mom must welcome you, and besides, we're good friends who grew up together, so of course we won't forget you." Xia Xiaowu understood, but he didn't understand the meaning.

Because Luo Huaicheng will not suddenly appear, suddenly appear in the news that has disappeared for so many years.

"Thank you, Little Five."

"Thank you too, Ah Cheng."

The two of them no longer need too many words to explain and uncover the ending that they already know. Because a person is late, he can never escape the arrangement of fate.

And Xia Xiaowu seems to have begun to understand, it turns out that a person is always growing up, and no one has said that this kind of growth is not good enough, but people are still nostalgic, nostalgic for that time that can't go back, and nostalgic for the lingering figure in time.