For the next hour or so I spent the next hour wandering around the train station, with no plans for anything but to leave the country. It wasn't until it got dark that I consciously wanted to find a place to stay.

Back at the exit of the station, the women holding the sign of the small hotel were still soliciting business there, and when they saw someone coming to the door, they did not hide their courtesy, and gathered in groups.

I picked one of the most kind-looking eldest sisters and told her what she wanted, and after some haggling, I made a deal for the cheapest room for fifty dollars, which was really not a high price in the heart of that bustling metropolis, and it was really impressive. Walked less than 200 meters away with her to the so-called hotel, it was in a small alley, one side of the alley was cluttered with some garbage in life, and when you approached, you would smell a pungent smell, and you wouldn't even pay attention to its existence when you passed by the door of the so-called hotel, and there was no sign of a certain hotel at the door, so there was an illusion that it was hidden in the city. The woman who led the way said hello to a man in his fifties at the door and led me to the cheapest room in the hotel. The house is not big, there is only a wooden bed, the remaining small space is slightly cramped, not even enough for two people to walk side by side, the position at the end of the bed is placed a TV, there is a new look at the color, not sure if it can be out of the picture normally, there is no area to wash, there is a basin under the bed, a piece of soap similar to the Shufujia brand is placed at the foot of the bed alone, the sheets seem to have not been washed, the quilt feels a little damp to the touch, that is the only worst room I have ever lived in my life, there is no one.

"It's fifty, I'm sure I'm going to live and pay a deposit of 100, and I'm going to have a pot of hot water at the bar. The house on the second floor can take a bath and has disposable toiletries, which will be a little more expensive. ”

The woman who led the way said calmly, she was more inclined to recommend me the upstairs room.

"This is it."

I didn't want to live in a good room for 50 yuan, although the living experience was a little worse, but I was completely acceptable at the time.

When the woman heard my answer, her eyes became a little more lonely, and she asked instead, "Do you want a girl?" Both. "Started another side business of the hotel.

"No thanks."

At that time, I did not expect that the gray industry of the metropolis would dare to be so obvious.

Soon after checking in, I received the first phone call after arriving in Taiyuan, the other end of the phone was my sister's voice, the teacher received the news that I did not arrive at school on time and found her to ask about my situation, after a brief exchange, she learned my whereabouts, blamed me for my own assertions, turned around and repeated the situation with the family. The phone came in a few minutes after I finished talking to my sister, and my mother was on the other end of the phone scolding me for my wanton behavior, how ugly and ugly the kind of swear words were, and she really didn't expect her son, who was usually docile and obedient, to surprise her. I just sat on the not-so-solid bed and listened numbly to the output of the other party, and from time to time said a few simple words that I didn't want to go on, I was tired of studying, and I wanted to go out and break in.

I forgot how many calls we had that day, only to know that the phone was shut down in the end, and at that time, there was a long-distance call and roaming, and the phone bill of 180 yuan could not withstand the toss.

The last call after I went out to pay the bill was almost half an hour after the last time, and my mother's momentum was obviously much weaker after that half an hour of calming down, and she was more of a pleading tone, for fear that I would hang up her phone again or lose contact again. On the last call of the day, we agreed to go home and have a good talk, and in order to avoid complications, we agreed that my father would come to my city the next morning to pick me up.

The news of my running away from home dominated the land of Hwaseong Technical School on the day, and the people who knew each other around me sent concerned inquiries at the first time, everyone seemed to be very concerned about me as a passerby, and for a moment I was even a little moved, but unfortunately I had to deal with my mother's entanglement at the time, so I couldn't respond to the enthusiasm of those partners one by one, and the content of my unified reply was roughly a temporary matter, everything was uncertain and other nonsense, and I really didn't want to continue to entangle that topic. It wasn't until Lin Chuxue's news came that I stopped perfunctory, or the reason why the conversation with her and my mother's side did not conflict for the time being, so I was more willing to spend more time.

At about ten o'clock, the dialog box of QQ popped up the content of her message, that time was after the end of the self-study class, and she did not have the habit of playing with her mobile phone in class like others who obeyed the order of the class.

"Why didn't you come?"

"Something."

"Where?"

"Taiyuan."

"Not up?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"I've got to make five million and marry you."

"Poor"

"Worried about me?"

"Just ask."

“........”

“.........”

Compared with others, I talked to her a lot, a lot less perfunctory, a little more naughty, that preference is obvious a lot of the time, at least I won't make that kind of joke with other girls that is easy to be misunderstood.

After dealing with the last man, I went out of the door of the small hotel, and walked aimlessly for a long time in the night of that city, I remember passing by a pedestrian bridge, on which there was a wandering singer, with a box containing a guitar at his feet, singing a popular song, perhaps there was also a distant place in his heart, the light of the world fell on him, but the unruly soul was singing wantonly.

My father's call came early in the morning, and I didn't even have time to wash my face before I went out. I waited at the exit of the station early to avoid passing by him, and in order to avoid passing by him, I kept an eye on every pedestrian leaving the station, and soon I saw the familiar face, he was not in a very good state, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was tired, it was hard to imagine what kind of night that man had experienced yesterday.

The first thing he said when he met me didn't blame, he just said seriously, don't do this next time, he took a step and motioned for me to follow, we went to my place to wash up for a while, he looked at the place where I lived for the first time and showed that kind of wordless distress, he always didn't talk much, if I wanted to change to my mother, she would definitely not be as polite as him when she saw that kind of scene.

"Taiyuan has changed a lot in the past ten years."

"It used to be a thrift market."

"That's where your dad almost lost you when you were younger."

"The people who used to be didn't know if they were still there."

On the way from the station to a food market next to him, he told a lot about his past, where he once lived and struggled, the memories he talked about were too far away for me, and most of the so-called real scenes have long been forgotten, after all, so much time has passed, and I was only so young at that time.

Fortunately, he occasionally met a few familiar faces, and could have a pleasantry with people in the past, and the journey seemed less lonely and deliberate, I watched them talk about the past, and asked each other's families about the current situation, and found that it seemed that time does not necessarily dilute everything, at least the joy of reunion on their faces can see the sincerity of their feelings.

That kind of greeting did not last long, and the black car driver who was contacted by my father in advance called, it was a van from a neighboring village to and from Taiyuan, and the service that could be delivered directly to the door was convenient for many rural families at that time, so my father and they were also used to that kind of transportation, except for the illegal operation, everything else was very good.

When I got home, it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon, and my mother had already prepared lunch, just waiting for her disobedient son to appear, and when she saw my appearance, my mother smiled and said, "Oh, my precious son is back." ”

My mother didn't sleep well that night, and her eyes were bloodshot like my father's.