The platform near the meal is crowded with vendors selling local specialties. M City, not far from X City, is really a magical place.

The train stopped for twenty minutes, and many people got off the train to buy them, and the vendors rushed to load their things, and the smiles on their faces overflowed.

The crowded carriage was finally a little empty, Qi Xing looked up and saw Jiao Qing walking towards him with a few corns in his hand.

After squeezing the train for a long time, Jiao Qingtian became a little haggard again, his hair became oily, and the places with coffee stains on his coat became ugly.

She approached Qi Xing and raised the corn in her hand: "It's very fragrant, can you eat one?" When you come out of Linyue Town, you haven't entered a drop of water. This will not work, no matter how sad you are, you have to eat. ”

She took out a stick of corn and nibbled on it: "When my mother just died, I was so heartbroken that I didn't get a drop of water for five days, but on the sixth day, I figured it out and ate my favorite food. I have to live well so that my mom can go with peace of mind. ”

Qi Xing didn't speak, his eyes had already moved to the window, looking at the busy vendors on the platform. Among them was a young couple, busy with work on their hands, with a smile on their faces all the time.

The aroma of corn came over, it was indeed very fragrant, tickling the gluttonous worms in his stomach, but Qi Xing was still indifferent.

Jiao Qingtian no longer persuaded her, she was about to drive, and the people who got out of the car to buy food began to come back, and the surging crowd forced her towards Qi Xing.

Just the moment she approached Qi Xing, the person in front of her remained silent and took several big steps back, far away from her, like avoiding the plague.

Jiao Qingtian was not annoyed, put away the corn, looked in the direction of Qi Xing, walked through the crowd, and squeezed towards him.

Revenge, how can you give up because of a little setback.

However, Qi Xing is really a ruthless person, when she was in the waiting hall before, she was squeezed and looked like she was about to fall, if he helped her, she would probably consider saving him some face when the time came. But Qi Xing didn't, between the lightning and flint, he deviated! He's out of the way!

The person who hit her in the back was quick and grabbed her: "Hey, are you okay?" ”

The person was fine, and the can of coffee spilled out, and it happened to spill on her clothes.

Jiao Qingtian took another piece of corn, and while gnawing on it, he thought stupidly, sure enough, if there is a mother, there must be a son. The mother is a vixen, and the son is not a good partner.

However, his ruthless appearance is really handsome. If she seduces, he will turn back, and she still looks down on him.

The train started slowly, and the young couple who were selling food quickly put away their things and began to count the money in their hands.

Qi Xing saw that a satisfied smile appeared on the young wife's face.

Obviously, this kind of day is very hard, and I can't make a lot of money, and I stay on this dangerous platform day after day year to sell food, waiting for passengers who don't know if they will get off the train to buy it, but there is still that heartfelt and innocent smile.

Qi Xing thought vaguely, a long, long time ago, on the eve of his father's wedding, he must have thought of such a barren and happy life.

But my father didn't say it. After all, his married life with Shi Ying has long come to an abrupt end. The girl who once admired his talent has long since exhausted her admiration and turned into hysteria in her impoverished and unsustainable life.

Every time his father came to visit him, he was well dressed, his hair was meticulously combed, his shoes were polished, and even the bicycle he was riding was clean.

When my father fell on the mountain, when he was lonely and helpless, would he regret it, and would he think of him?

But he is a son, and he has no telepathy for his father.

If he had known, if he had known, would it have been irreparable......

"You know, when my mom was sick, I was still in school and enjoying the happy college life. But every time she called me, she didn't say anything that she was sick. She always behaved very lively, like she was going to travel somewhere, and then brought me local products. ”

Jiao Qingtian took out another dried mango and gnawed it carefully.

Her voice was not high, and her tone was very soft, as if she was telling someone else's story.

"Actually, she rarely travels, because my dad is very busy with work, and he is either on a business trip or talking to his boss all day. Her kind of husband-oriented housewife can't figure out what kind of car to ride, let alone distinguish between southeast and northwest. After I went to college, her time suddenly became empty, but she had no hobbies of her own in this life, and she revolved around her husband and children for half of her life. She wanted to square dance, but she felt ashamed to twist her body in public. She wants to talk to others, but her circle is only family, and she can't talk about anything interesting, for fear that others will get bored after listening to a few words. She was afraid to speak, she had nowhere to go but to stay at home in a daze. The happiest time every day should be to call me, but where do I know her heart, I am very busy every day, busy with schoolwork, busy with classmates, and I am too lazy to deal with her daily phone calls. ”

Speaking of the back, her voice was already a little choked.

Jiao Qingtian took a soft breath and forced the tears in his eyes back.

She had never mentioned these things to anyone.

Her experience, others will be moved.

But Qi Xing didn't even blink his eyes, and only quietly looked at the verdant mountain scenery that kept passing by outside the window.

But a young man standing next to him listened intermittently.

He looked at Jiao Qingtian sympathetically, and couldn't help but interject: "Your mother is really pitiful." Unlike my mother, who is married to my father, she still yells about pursuing love every day. I didn't do a good job at home, and I didn't make much money. No, I eloped with an old man a few years ago, and I haven't heard from him for a few years. No, I just got a strange phone call yesterday saying that she was dead and asked me to identify the body. Hey, really, it didn't bring us any benefit when we were alive, and it's still troublesome when we die. It's the New Year, and I'm busy in the store. ”

Identifying a corpse? Such a coincidence?

Jiao Qingtian is Jiao Qingtian in the end, he has been lurking beside Shi Dan for so long and has not shown half of his emotions, he thought about it for half a second, and asked the young man in a low voice: "Little brother, is it convenient to tell me where you went to identify the body?" ”

"What's inconvenient." The young man grinned and said very casually, "I called the funeral home in X City, saying that he had died on the mountain for a long time before he was found." I don't know if she got into the water in her brain and was martyred with that old man. But there's no need, my dad wants to open it, and he's going to divorce her, so why is he still martyred. ”

The young guy opened his mouth, as if he was talking about other people's gossip. Mom died, and he wasn't sad at all.

Jiao Qing leaned over at Qi Xing, and seeing that he was still indifferent, he smiled at the young man: "What a coincidence, we also rushed to the funeral home in X City to identify the body, since we are on the way, let's go together." ”

The young guy also felt very fateful: "That's really good, I checked it on the Internet, and said that the funeral parlor in X City is very remote and evil, and ordinary drivers don't go there, I don't know the place well, and I don't know how to get there, it's really good to be with you." I've also heard that the mountain in X City is very steep, and I don't know how many people fall down the mountain every year, and their funeral parlor is almost not enough. Hey, who's missing from your family? ”