Jean Love

This time when I went home, I went in and out. I didn’t ask Brother Chen Hui to pick it up. Even my brother Chen Xiong refused. I called a motorcycle driver who specializes in passengers outside to pick me up. The next morning, when I arrived at the station, the station was full of darkness. A lot of people, big and small bags, adults and children, crowded, because it is Qingming Festival, there are many people going back and forth, which is better than the Spring Festival.

I went to the ticket window and waited in line. It was finally my turn. When I asked, the conductor told me that the tickets for the early train were sold out, and I would have to wait until the extra train at [-]:[-] in the evening to get tickets. I pinched the money in my hand and looked back. The crowd scattered and gathered around heard a loud call from inside the ticket window: "Hey, do you want to buy it? If you don't buy it, get out of the way, next one."

I put the banknotes in my pocket, lifted the shoulder strap of the backpack, backed out, and came to the bus stop across the road, where a blue minibus was parked, with the words "to and from Nanxiong" written on the front windshield , I didn't hesitate and stepped up.

I found a place near the corner, not long after, the door closed, the car started, and slowly drove out of the roadside platform, away from the crowd, and onto the new road on the outskirts of the town, the car sped forward, and the trees on both sides followed Zhifei receded straight away, feeling a burst of relief in his heart, a kind of erratic relief after unloading, and at the same time, with confusion, he fell asleep in a daze.

Get off the train and get on the train. After transfers, we arrive at Shaoguan Station, uphill and downhill, a few aisles, in front of the railway station.People are still flowing and shouting. The vendors on the street are facing the hot sun, showing a humble smile and looking at the travelers. The shoe shiner under the eaves at the corner is holding a brush and waving his arms to greet him warmly. : "Sir, your shoes are very dirty, please wipe them for you, they are very cheap, only five yuan."

"Sir, do you want to stay in a hotel? Do you want to take a break? There are girls."

I just stood still for a moment, paused, and looked down at the yellow mud on the edge of the black leather shoes. I felt a slight shock when I heard the two services of different nature thrown by the same person. I looked at the source of the sound in detail. No matter how young you are, you can vaguely see the face of the middle-aged woman with age spots, and there is a strange smile on the face, that smile is like scattered pedantic tofu.

I lifted my heels, walked away quickly, and disappeared into the crowd.

In the ticket hall, eight or nine long dragons flow out of the aisle outside. From a distance, they look like seedlings that have just been planted. Some are crooked and some are uneven. If you look carefully, they are still moving. Take a small step, take one or two minutes, and take a big step. Individual teams feel motionless for a long time, not as good as the big screen on the wall, which keeps shaking, with red fonts, detailed train numbers, starting, ending, time-consuming, and orderly scroll up.

I found a long line that seemed relatively sparse, stood behind, followed the people in front, and moved forward slowly. The feeling was like waiting for a bus. Looking left and right, in the middle of the long dragon on my left, I found two people from the same village, two steps away, we greeted each other.

"Hey, Chen Wen, are you here too?"

"Yeah, what a coincidence, you guys are going down today too? Also by train?"

"Well, bus tickets are too expensive, and there are no more tickets, so come down and take the train."

"Me too, I'm too lazy to wait, and I haven't taken the train for a few years, so I got off."

"Are you alone? Chen Wen?"

"Yes, just me. How about you? There are others?"

"There, hehe, there are a lot of them." The man turned his head and pointed to the pillars in the corner of the ticket hall. They were all from his family. Uncles, brothers and sisters-in-law, brothers and sisters-in-law, piled up a pile of luggage, surrounded by There, talking and laughing.

"Are they all in Guangzhou? You guys." I asked.

"Yes, they are all in Guangzhou. Where are you? I heard that you are in Foshan. I heard that you opened a restaurant in Foshan."

"Hehe, I'm in Foshan, not opening a shop or working part-time."

We chatted in whispers, the team moved forward slowly, and it was my turn in a blink of an eye. Unfortunately, after waiting for a long time, there was no ticket for Foshan. There was a ticket for Guangzhou, but the earliest would be [-]:[-] in the afternoon. I asked the conductor if there was a change. It doesn't matter if you get a standing ticket earlier, but the conductor said that there is no more, this is a standing ticket, and there is no earlier one.

I was a little helpless, hesitated for two seconds, gave up, stroked the shoulder straps of my backpack, turned around and came out, stood in the aisle outside, and waited for the two people from the same village to buy tickets. They bought tickets for [-]:[-] and asked me Why not buy it, I said it was too late, I was worried that there would be no car back to Foshan.

"Can't you stay in Guangzhou for one night and return to Foshan the next day?" the man greeted.

"Okay, I'll see if there is an earlier car. If not, I will call you when I arrive in Guangzhou."

I wrote down his phone number and greeted them one by one. I saw them put on their luggage and backpacks, form a pile, line up, and say yes to the shopping mall at the bottom of the square outside the station gate. I went to the opposite place to eat and rest, and asked me if I wanted to come together, I shook my head and said goodbye to them politely.

I went to the mobile ticket window near the waiting hall of the station. Someone refunded the ticket. I picked up a cheap ticket, which was cheap in terms of time, and bought a ticket for more than one o'clock in the afternoon, a standing ticket.I took out my mobile phone, it was already twelve o'clock at noon, more than an hour, after a long time, I walked around, ate a bowl of noodle soup, and quickly dismissed it.

The metal stools and chairs in the waiting hall on the second floor are full of people, with their luggage stuck in the middle of the chairs. Following the opening and closing of the ticket gates in front, and the rise and fall of the sound of the portable horn, it is like the tide of daily limit, like the waves on the beach, the crowd Come and go, so much gone, so much more to come.

It was almost one o'clock, and it was our turn. The small iron gate of the ticket gate opened, and the female ticket inspector raised a white horn to call for a reminder. The flow of people spread out on the wide platform waiting for the train, like a swarm of scattered bees.

I was carrying a backpack, holding my own train ticket, facing the position of the carriage on the ticket, facing left, and moving forward steadily.There are also dense crowds of people in the carriage, big and small luggage, some people are standing on tiptoes, raising their hands, carrying bags or bags, and stuffing them into the luggage rack at the top of the seat. The narrow aisle was congested for a while, and I was alone , The luggage is simple, so I don't care about all of this, just find a place, even if it's a little bit, it's enough for me to stand.

The car body trembled and shook a few times, the passengers' bodies shook a few times, the train started, the engine neighed for a while, and moved forward slowly, and then there was a crackling sound, a regular rhythm.

I stood at the junction of the carriages, dodging the passing travelers from time to time, a familiar yet unfamiliar smell rushed into my nostrils, it was the smell of cigarettes, the smell of Double Happiness cigarettes.

I turned my head, and it turned out to be the burly man next to him, with his feet together, his waist stuck against the iron wall of the carriage, his left hand was loose and drooping, and his right hand held a cigarette between his fingers. , exhaled a puff of gray smoke.

The man's hair was thick, his face was red, his beard was unshaven, his head was slightly lowered, and his eyes were full of confusion. His expression was so familiar, just like yesterday's self, which made me feel sorry for him. The previous scene is vaguely clear. At this time many years later, I have quit smoking, but I don't dislike the smell of tobacco that I have been with for many years.

The man finished smoking, pointed the cigarette butt at the faucet, stabbed it, threw it into the garbage bag, folded his palms, took a handful of water, gurgled his mouth and washed his face, then turned and left, leaving me a The lonely and dim back.

I took out my mobile phone and wrote a text message: "I bought a ticket for a little over one hour at the flow window, and I'm leaving first, you're all right!"

I habitually stroked the shoulder straps of my backpack, adjusted my standing posture, looked around the carriage, and looked out of the window. At this moment, I am like the butterfly that has not yet flapped its newborn wings, looking at the open space. The world, facing the changing wind and rain, is full of anticipation, but is so afraid, like a turtle with a heavy armor on its back. Even though it hates that layer of burden, it still dare not throw away its armor and armor, so it can only probe its head. cringe.

After a few short stops, a total of more than three hours of driving, at nearly five o'clock, the train arrived at the terminal station, Guangzhou Station, mixed in the stream of people, towards the gate of the station, the stream of people scattered and gathered, gathered and dispersed, Like streams, rivers, lakes and seas, people go in a file. On the left is the city bus station, and on the right is the provincial bus station, and Liuhua station. A pair of young lovers kissing me, interlocking fingers, leaning together occasionally, talking a few words in detail, and then turning their heads to laugh a few times, on this slope with noisy voices, chaotic figures, and fast pace, it can be regarded as a It is a rare scenery. I held the strap of my backpack and strode like no one else, because I have long been used to traveling through the complexity and silently suffering loneliness.

"Hey, where are you now? What time will you be there?" It was my mother's call.

"I just arrived in Guangzhou, and I may be there in two hours."

"Then, we'll wait for you to eat." Mother was decisive.

"Mom, you guys eat first, don't wait for me, hello, hello, hello..." The other party had already hung up, and a panic rose in my heart, and my sensitive nerves began to speculate on my mother's expression, did she know?Know it before I tell her?No way?I started getting jittery.