Chapter 8: Tailgating
According to the itinerary of the tour group, you will spend two days in Moscow, including Red Square, the Kremlin, St. Basil's Ascension Cathedral, Alexander Garden, Bolshoi Theatre, Arbat Street and much more. After leaving Moscow, the tour group took a bus to St. Petersburg, and when they arrived in St. Petersburg, it was already dark, and the tour group checked into a local five-star hotel, and Yao Jingjing still stayed with the team leader. According to the arrangement, this night will not include group meals, and tourists need to solve it by themselves.
After Yao Jingjing put her luggage in her room, she left the hotel and planned to walk around the neighborhood and go to the supermarket to buy dinner by the way.
It's already spring in Penang in May, but it's still very cold in Russia, and you have to wear cotton clothes, and St. Petersburg seems to be a few degrees colder than Moscow. Yao Jingjing was walking on the street, a cold wind blew, and she couldn't help but pull the zipper of her cotton clothes up a few points. I wanted to walk a little longer, but it was dark, and there were few pedestrians on the street, which made Yao Jingjing a girl panic, after all, when she was out, it was better to be careful, Yao Jingjing turned her head and prepared to return to the hotel, there happened to be a convenience store on the corner of the street, she planned to see what was delicious inside, after all, she hadn't eaten dinner yet.
This is a small supermarket, the food bought is traditional Russian food, on a cold day, Yao Jingjing wanted to eat something hot, chose for a while, and finally reluctantly picked up a bowl of unknown instant noodles to check out. There is no hot water in the hotel, but the supermarket does provide it, so simply go back after eating in the supermarket.
There is a special table for guests to eat in the supermarket, just by the window, after Yao Jingjing sat down, she waited for the instant noodles to be soaked and ready to eat, and after a day of playing, she was already hungry.
Travel is happy and exciting, but at this moment, looking at the night outside the window, the hazy street lights, and the empty and unfamiliar street, Yao Jingjing suddenly felt lonely, which may be the mentality that a person often has when traveling.
"Can you get enough after eating instant noodles?" Just as Yao Jingjing was in a fugue, a strange and slightly familiar male voice sounded.
Yao Jingjing was stunned, instantly retracted her thoughts, turned her head to look, she didn't know if she didn't look, and she was startled when she saw it, it was the old man, the strange old man who accosted her in the Kremlin.
Yao Jingjing instantly had an alarm bell in her head, her pupils dilated slightly, and she said in slightly frightened English: "Why are you here?" Are you stalking me? ”
Seeing the fear in Yao Jingjing's eyes, the old man hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, don't be afraid, I have no malicious intent." ”
Yao Jingjing pretended to be calm, barely suppressed the fear in her heart, and asked, "Why are you here?" Yao Jingjing didn't know what to do at the moment, but her intuition told her not to provoke the other party and try to appease her.
The old man sat next to him and said with a little embarrassment: "Well, I don't know what to say, I really don't have any malicious intent, and I don't want to follow you." ”
Looking at him left and right, Yao Jingjing said angrily: "The last time I met you in Moscow, I met you again in St. Petersburg this time, is it a coincidence?" You still say you didn't follow me? ”
The old man paused and sighed: "Indeed, I can't argue, I am indeed following you. ”
I didn't expect this old man to admit it generously, Yao Jingjing was a little surprised, and continued to ask: "Why are you following me?" What do you want to do? ”
"Don't be afraid, I really have no ill intentions, and I don't want to hurt you. You just look like a friend of mine, and seeing you is like seeing her. ”
For this kind of lame reason again, Yao Jingjing pursed her lips with disdain and said, "There are many people who look similar in this world, and I am not your friend." ”
"My friend has been dead for years, but I miss her so much."
Yao Jingjing pursed her lips, not knowing how to answer. happened to be soaked in instant noodles, and in order to relieve the embarrassment, she began to eat noodles with her head bored, but the panic in her heart did not weaken at all.
"There's a nice restaurant around here, I'll treat you to dinner." Seeing Yao Jingjing eating nutritious instant noodles, the old man proposed.
Yao Jingjing glanced at the old man, continued to eat noodles, and said, "Thank you, no need." ”
Being able to see Yao Jingjing's dislike for herself, the old man was a little embarrassed, and asked to himself: "Miss Yao, have you ever wanted to come to Russia to work?" Or life? ”
"Nope." What kind of Russia is here, and you still live permanently, it's really idle, isn't it good to stay in the motherland? There are parents, there are friends, and there is no language barrier.
"In fact, now that many Chinese are coming to Russia to study and work, and Russia's economic situation is getting better and better, Miss Yao can really consider that there are many opportunities in Russia."
"I didn't think so. I'm fine in China. ”
I really didn't want to listen to this old man's ramblings, Yao Jingjing finished eating instant noodles in three times and dividing five by two, and got up to leave.
"I'm done eating, I'm going back."
The old man also hurriedly got up and said, "Miss Yao, can we meet again?" ”
"No, I hope we don't see each other again, you don't follow me anymore, if you follow me again, I'll call the police."
Yao Jingjing's tone was resolute, she looked at the old man fixedly, then turned around and strode away. Leaving the supermarket, she didn't dare to stop longer, quickened her pace, and rushed to the hotel. God knows, just now how nervous and scared she was in her heart, she had been pretending to be calm, afraid that her words would anger the other party.
As everyone knows, after Yao Jingjing left, the old man kept staring at her back in the dark night, muttering to himself: "We will meet again, definitely!" ”