Ah Jin smiled: "If you can scream, you still have the strength, don't bother me to pick it up." Hurry up. We're waiting for you! ”

Ah Jing wiped away his tears, stood up, and kept squatting on the ground, his feet were sore. She rubbed it slowly, took her bag and was about to go out. Come to think of it, Ah Jin's house is close to the airport, so in the morning, it is better to go directly from there. He dragged the suitcase out again.

Since I will go directly tomorrow, I don't have to drive. I had to drag it to the door and stop a rental card.

Just as Ah Jing bowed and got into the taxi, a black Audi slowly slid into the community parking lot. Yang Benhu closed the car door and looked up at the sixth floor where Ah Jing lived. The windows were closed. No one seems to be there.

I went upstairs and rang the doorbell for a long time, but no one answered. I took out the phone and wanted to dial, and I played with it in my hand for a long time. Finally put it in your pocket. Yang Benhu stood in the doorway, his hands in his pockets, leaning against the wall, waiting quietly.

Quietly, there was not a single sound. Where did she go? Yang Ben lit a cigarette and walked around the door anxiously. His hands were clenched into fists, and he wanted to slam them down on the door.

After waiting for more than an hour, a cigarette butt was thrown at the door. Yang Benhu's face became more and more cloudy. I pinched my cigarette butt and walked downstairs, it was getting dark, and people came and went from time to time in the community. He looked at the sky. Walk into the parking lot on the lawn, open the door and sit in. Sitting in the car, I just could see the gatehouse of Akin's unit. There are few people living there. There are also fewer people coming in and out. In the dark glass, Yang Benhu's deeply locked brow and the light of the fire in his hand loomed.

Ah Jing sat down in the car and took out the mirror to touch up his makeup. After all, it was a gathering of Ah Jin and his friends. Don't show too much of a trace. I touched up my makeup, but I still didn't have any emotion, I hooked my head and sat dullly. The eyes are as if they are stunned, staring fixedly at a certain point, without blinking.

The driver peeked through the mirror. Reaching out and pressing it, the sound of soft music filled the space. A very magnetic male voice sounded: "I am Lu An." Sit on the ground and travel 80,000 miles a day, happy every day. Welcome everyone to join me in today's "walking time". ”

Ah Jing raised his head slightly. Traffic Desk. 102.8。 She usually drives and likes to listen to this frequency. From time to time, some real-time traffic information will be inserted. Remind where there is traffic jam and where it is crowded. It can be a lot more convenient.

I especially like this show "Walking Time", which is a male announcer named Lu An. The voice was slow and deep, and whenever Ah Jing heard it, he was always confused by the sound coming from afar on the airwaves. The voice, like an ancient well, swayed by the wheels, the waves of the water, spread out round and round, echoing, with tranquility, with mystery, with indescribable charm, rushing into the eardrums.

In each episode of the program, Lu An will use that slightly slow, seemingly echoing beautiful voice to slowly tell the beautiful scenery he has experienced in different beautiful places.

Ah Jing remembers that in one episode of the program, he said that he had visited a dark beer bar in Shanghai. It was opened by a German. The wine is made home-made. Extremely dense and extremely depressed. You can't buy it anywhere else. In the bar, there is a strong German flavor. The most peculiar thing is the bar, with huge black leather pipes. There is a dragon head on the leather tube, which is unscrewed and gurgles down to create a delicious stout beer. And the mug for beer is surprisingly large. Petite lady can't hold it up at all.

He also talked about him and his friends, in such a magical bar, holding a large glass of beer, watching the World Cup, drunk and partying. He laughed heartily on the airwaves, saying that if a friend who likes beer was listening, and hearing that the wine could be released as long as he turned on the faucet, his eyes would light up. That bar is simply a paradise for the dream of the good drinking brothers.

Ah Jing listened to his laughter, a little curious, but also a little envious. How can a man who lives happily laugh so comfortably and without anyone else on the airwaves?

Ah Jing often listens to his shows. The places he said are often deeply remembered. I also heard him say that a place is called Grandma's house. There is a big yard. The yard is planted with tall and lush trees. Under the tree there are small tables and chaise longues. In the summer evening, when the weather is extremely stuffy, you can sit in the shade of a few friends leisurely, blowing the natural cool breeze, chatting and sparkling on the swings. Drink tea and wait for the food with the smell of grandma's cooking. It's like going back to when I was a child, and I went to my grandmother's house. At the end, he said lightly: "This kind of place is the most suitable place for girls, meet a few friends, and sit together and have a happy party outside of busyness." ”

Ah Jing listened with infinite yearning. When I was young, I went to my grandmother's house with my mother and played in the yard with tall plane trees. If you look up, you can see the blue sky in the large leaves. The wind blew, and there was a rustling sound. There will also be palm-sized yellow leaves that slowly float down and fall on the head. Picking it up will make Ah Jing excited for a while. There will never be a time like that again.

What kind of person is he? What kind of life do you live? Is it true that he has visited so many beautiful places as he said on the radio program? As he himself said, along the way, enjoy life in the changing time of the four seasons?

Ah Jing was a little envious. Work should be a pleasure for him, right?

"Two days ago, I went to the beautiful south of Caiyun with my friends." Luan calmly recounted his new journey on the airwaves. The voice is deep, like a glass of fine wine, and it exudes a charming mellow fragrance in the air: "I really want to talk about the scenery I saw. Imprinted in the heart. It becomes a memory. Reach the depths of your soul. ”

Ah Jing tilted his head slightly and listened quietly.

"Walking on the road, there is no rush along the way. I once accidentally saw a delicate and beautiful girl, standing quietly next to the black marble column. His face was full of sadness, his eyes were full of sorrow, and his tears were like clear streams. Flowing down from a face like a full moon. ”

Lu An paused for a moment, changed the background music, and the piano music was melancholy and long.

Lu An smiled slightly: "A person's sadness is like a secret landscape. I have no way of knowing what happened. Just the second I saw it, I wanted to comfort her, hoping to help her wipe away her tears. Even hopefully, embrace her into your arms. ”

The background music is louder. Lu An didn't speak for a long time. Let only the beautiful music that flows full of air fill all the listening space.

Ah Jing sat dumbfounded, listening. Drawn into the landscape by his distinctive sound and somewhat drifting music. He forgot his sorrow.

Today's Lu'an is a little different.

"Actually, human emotions are such strange things. Like a little spark in the wasteland, it suddenly bursts, making a crackling sound, and the sound is finally gone, and the spark has passed away with the wind. Or rather, like a dark night sky, suddenly crossing a shooting star. The imprints are still there, and the meteor has turned into a meteorite. It's just that this fleeting feeling will remain in my heart forever and will not be erased. ”

Lu An smiled indifferently on the airwaves again: "There are many such landscapes in life. Or elegant and beautiful, or fierce and intense, or bloody, or heartbreaking. Scene after scene. Composition of life. The only thing I want to say now is that I hope everyone in every scene of the scenery will be the best version of themselves. If life is like a play, God is the director, but the protagonist is ourselves. ”

The music gets louder. Ah Jing sat stunned. In her life, there have been many scenes that are really bloody and heartbreaking. It's just that she is the protagonist of these scenes?