I really don't want to be a teacher

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"...the child's father, which bus does the child take?"

In front of the high-speed rail station, a woman looked at the silent man with her head down, looking at the mobile phone, opened her mouth, and asked aloud.

"……cancelled."

The man lowered his head and said something out loud.

The woman opened her mouth, looked at the quiet square in front of the station, her eyes were a little dazed, confused,

"...Call the child...He is also feeling uncomfortable at this time..."

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"...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

In the somewhat quiet square, there was a choking sound,

A woman who was running towards the high-speed rail station with both hands carrying big bags and small bags stopped, clutching the ticket in her hand,

The luggage fell to the ground. Looking at the ticket, the woman gradually squatted down and lowered her head.

"...I want to go home, I want to go home..."

Choking and crying, the woman said.

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"...Baby, is your train canceled..."

"...Okay, I see...it's okay, your mother and I are still in the house, and we are about to pick you up at the high-speed rail station..."

"...It's okay, it's okay... Come back if you can, or come back when you are free... Be careful outside alone..."

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"...Dad... I'm taking this high-speed train and it's temporarily canceled... The railway said it was blocked by snow..."

"...I know...I bought a dress for you and Mom, if...I'll send it back to you..."

"...It's okay...I'm wearing thick clothes...I'll wait at the high-speed rail station, maybe I can come back when the railway is connected..."

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In front of the high-speed rail station, after the broadcast, it was quiet for a while, and it became even more noisy.

Some people squatted on the ground, buried their heads, choked and cried, some people ate the snacks they just bought, and their tears couldn't stop falling down, some people stood there in a daze, some people took out their phones and waited for them. , Waiting for my own people to call, they are all comforting each other.

The sound of calls and voices rang out in the square along with the gusts of cold wind, and it seemed to be lively again.

Standing by the square in front of the high-speed rail station, Lian Ge looked at the pedestrians who stopped in front of the high-speed rail station, holding their tickets, or holding their mobile phones, who were confused but hadn't left yet, and listened to the voices ringing in their ears .

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"...Mom, you are making dumplings so early, why don't you sleep more...Dad also got up early in the morning..."

"... Mom... The train we took was delayed... It is said that the railway was blocked by heavy snow... I don't know..."

"...it's okay, we'll wait and see..."

A couple stopped in front of the high-speed rail station, sat on the luggage, held up their mobile phones, and made a call.

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"...The train is cancelled, you guys go back first, don't stay outside, don't wait a while, my precious grandson will be frozen to death..."

"...Xiaohui misses grandpa. I want to eat the food that grandpa cooks. It's okay. When Xiaohui comes back, grandpa will cook for Xiaohui... Go back, don't be cold..."

An old man held up the mobile phone in his hand, made a video call with a smile, hung up the phone, and looked into the high-speed rail station again, but did not leave.

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"...Master, please ask, how to do this, how to check the latest situation..."

In front of the entrance of the high-speed rail station, a man with plaster on his hands that seemed to be uncleaned and rough skin on his face was holding an old smart phone. He hunched over and smiled apologetically, asking about maintenance services outside the high-speed rail station. staff in order,

"...You click here, you can see..."

The staff member who maintained order looked at the man who was asking the question, tapped the man's phone, looked at the man again, fell silent for a while,

"... Which train are you on?"

"...the bus to Xingqing...is this bus."

Hearing the staff's question, the man quickly responded, took out a high-speed rail ticket from his pocket, and handed it to the staff.

"...Your train is temporarily delayed..."

The staff looked at it, fell silent for a while, and then said to the man,

"...The snow on the north side of Lingbei hasn't stopped yet. Although many people have been sent to rush to repair and rush through, but in a short time, I'm afraid..."

"……thanks, thanks."

The man just thanked him, stood beside him, and waited.

"...Go inside the station and wait."

The staff member sighed and just said it aloud.

"……thanks, thanks……"

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The sun above the head gradually began to slant to the west,

Outside the high-speed rail station, some people were waiting to pick up people, and some people stopped outside the high-speed rail station with their luggage, or they stopped and stood in a row, or squatted down and choked up and cried for a while, or they were at home and wanted to After the waiting person made a phone call, he left a bit.

The sun was gradually setting to the west, and some people and passengers who were still waiting gradually left again, or their eyes were red, or they were carrying luggage, walking in the direction they came and going, silent.

And more and more people left, the quietness in front of the high-speed rail station, less and less pedestrians and passengers, and a somewhat short and thin figure gradually stood out.

It was a seven or eight-year-old girl who seemed to be standing alone in front of the high-speed rail station,

Pursing his lips, his eyes kept looking towards the high-speed rail station, looking at the exit,

Every time someone came out, she watched intently, waiting for the last person to come out of the high-speed rail station, she put her feet on her feet again, and looked into the high-speed rail station,

After confirming that no one came out of the high-speed rail station, she slowly lowered her head again.

Just followed closely, and not long after, she raised her head again, as before, staring intently at the exit of the high-speed rail station.

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge glanced at the little girl, and then at the old man not far from the little girl, looking at the little girl.

Chapter 703 Those who wait for others, those who want to wait

"...Let's go back first... Let's see tomorrow, and then come and see..."

"...tomorrow it will be thirty..."

Night is approaching, the setting sun slanting to the west has sunk into the horizon, without the sunlight swaying down from above, the square in front of the high-speed rail station seems to be getting colder and colder under the gusts of cold wind.

Several rows of street lamps swayed with dim light, barely illuminating the square in front of the high-speed rail station, and the lights inside the high-speed rail station were already lit, reflecting some lights outside.

On the road outside the square in front of the station, the number of congested vehicles has gradually decreased, and traffic has resumed.

On the side of the square, the mobile food vendors have changed several batches, and there are still many stalls.

In the square, there are quite a few people, or they put some luggage on the ground, sitting on the woven pockets, looking into the lit high-speed rail station, or clutching their mobile phones, tickets, From time to time, I looked into the station, and from time to time I looked down at the ticket and mobile phone in my hand.Or each of them was talking, but they were talking, and they looked up at the high-speed rail station.

Under the dim yellow street lamps, heat was still rising from the stalls on the edge of the square, and the stall owners behind the stalls had calmed down a bit.

Under the dim light, one after another is reflected, sitting or standing, looking at or burying their heads, or carrying luggage, walking slowly, leaving the high-speed rail station, or under the gusts of cold wind, wrapping their clothes tightly and stamping their feet , looking at the figures at the exit of the high-speed rail station.

The cold wind disturbed the skirts of the figures, and seemed to shake the shadows reflected on the ground by the dim light.

A pair leaned together, put the knitting on the ground, and held a small bag in their hands. Among the couples sitting on the knitting bag, the man looked at the high-speed rail station and stood up.

The woman followed, also stood up,

"...We haven't passed a year..."

The woman spoke again, her eyes turned red.

The man fell silent.

Gusts of cold wind carried the words of the two people farther in this quiet square, and the people who hadn't left were also a little silent.

"...Come and see tomorrow."

The man was silent for a while, just said something, fell silent again, lifted the woven bag,

The woman's eyes became redder, and she didn't speak anymore. She just looked back at the high-speed rail station where the lights were still on, and picked up another bag.

It seemed that the bags they were carrying were a bit heavy, and the men and women walked slowly, turning their heads and looking back at the high-speed rail station from time to time, gradually walking away.

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"...Master, has the snow stopped on Lingbei?"

Near the entrance of the high-speed rail station, a middle-aged woman leaned her luggage on the side of the high-speed rail station, her rough face was a little red from the cold, she rubbed her face, smiled apologetically, and asked the staff at the entrance of the high-speed rail station,

Beside, some people with the same luggage on the side also looked towards the staff,

The staff member turned his head, looked at the waiting people in front of him, fell silent, shook his head,

"...Not yet, according to the current weather forecast, it will take two or three hours for the snow to be less..."

After saying something, the staff member paused again, and continued to say,

"...there is already trying to mobilize as many people as possible to find a way to repair and rush through it...but it is still snowing over there, just to rush through the snow... It is also a section that has just been cleared, and the snow is buried behind it... The closed railway section is also very long, and the snow has stopped. According to the situation there, I am afraid it will not work... tonight or tomorrow... If the distance is not very far... If you can think of other ways, you should still Think of other ways..."

While talking, the staff member gradually stopped talking and didn't continue talking.

If it is really close, there are other ways, and these people will not stay in front of the high-speed rail station for a while.

Listening to the staff's words, the eyes of the people next to them became darker, or they were silent for a while. They carried their luggage and moved their heavy feet, and slowly left outside the high-speed rail station.

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"...The baby said, I don't know how long it will take..."

"...Let's go, let's go back first."

An old couple stood outside the high-speed rail station, and then looked into the high-speed rail station,

"...soak some cured chicken and bacon when we go back, and cook it tomorrow...maybe the railway will be connected tomorrow, and the baby will be back...you have to prepare it first..."

The old lady in the couple said, her pace was faster, the old man nodded and said nothing.

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The night is getting darker, in front of the high-speed rail station, in the square, or those who are about to take them home, or those who are ready to go home, the people who stop in front of the high-speed rail station gradually leave,

Or carrying luggage, walking slowly, or empty-handed, but still walking and looking back, as if waiting for the announcement in front of the high-speed rail station to sound again, and there will be some different notifications.

There was not much business, and the food stall owners on the side of the square in front of the high-speed rail station also left some more.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the square seemed to be getting colder, quieter, and deserted.

Only the sound of howling cold wind was left.

On the square, the little girl was still standing there, pursing her lips, looking towards the exit of the high-speed rail station.

At the side, except for the old man who was not far away, watching the old man who has not stepped forward, there is no one else.

"...Mom is still waiting in the house with Xiao Zhong, and I haven't seen him for several months...The last time I went back, he has grown taller again..."

A couple who were waiting at the entrance of the high-speed rail station, carrying two woven bags of luggage, walked outside the high-speed rail station.

The woman in the couple had red eyes, tears in her eyes, and said in a crying voice,

"...Tomorrow it will be thirty, and they are still waiting in the house..."

The man was silent, without saying a word, the two of them carried the woven bag, walked past the little girl, and gradually walked away.

Hearing the woman's words, the little girl turned her head, looked at the couple, pursed her lips, turned back again, put her feet on her feet, and walked towards the exit of the high-speed rail station, staring intently at the couple as before. .

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By the square in front of the high-speed rail station,

Lian Ge quietly looked at the little girl in the square, turned his gaze, and then looked at the old man not far away,