14 years time difference

On the day of leaving Yu'an, which happened to be the weekend, Xiao Ling went to the passenger station to see Lin Zhique and Du Siren off.Lu Xiaohua had just passed her driver's license test last year, so she volunteered to drive Director Li's car, so the two of them were left.Director Li heard that he was riding in the car with the trio of idiots, men and women, and asked to take the passenger bus with a mournful face, but was snatched away by Lu Xiaohua and forced into the car.

Lin Zhique felt that there was a ghost in her heart, but she was too lazy to think about it. Some things became more ghostly the more she thought about them.

Xiao Ling was full of energy, and she kept posing in various poses, asking Lin Zhique to comment on whether she looked good, saying that she was going to participate in the audition, and showing it to the judges during the audition.

Du Siren stood aside, talking on the phone with her father.

Lin Zhique heard her acting coquettishly on the phone: "... I don't have time for an internship. Dad, I have to rehearse for our graduation scene, and I have to participate in the concert as a backup dancer... I must go, I have practiced so much For a long time, you have the heart for me not to go?... I know, I know, Mr. Du is full of peaches and plums, and he has a great face to arrange work for his daughter. Next time, I will definitely listen to you..."

Soft-spoken, talkative.

Children who know they are loved speak in this way.

Du Siren hung up the phone, joined their conversation, and asked Xiaoling enviously: "Your mother agrees with you to participate in the draft?"

Xiaoling posed in Monroe's classic pose, and at a young age, she gave a charming hum.

"That's great. My dad just asks me to go to work in an agency."

Lin Zhique felt in his heart that with Dusi people's attractive appearance and personality wherever he went, if he was obedient and followed the steps, he would probably live an ordinary and happy life.

She bought a copy of the "People's Daily" at the newsstand next to the station, and lost her mobile phone and Internet. In the past half a month, she developed the habit of reading newspapers.

The car is coming.

Xiaoling waved to them, and Du Siren promised her that when she arrived in Jincheng, he would treat her to McDonald's.She bid farewell to Lin Zhique: "Beautiful little bird sister, goodbye! Goodbye!"

The car moved slowly, and the little girl was still standing under the window, waving her arms wildly, as if they would really meet again.However, the car window was merciless, filling in other scenery ahead, leaving her small figure far behind.

Because of the weekend, this car was almost full. When they got on the car, there were no two empty seats side by side. She found an empty seat and sat down. The elder brother next to him was covering his head with his coat. In a deep sleep, Du Siren was embarrassed to wake her up, so she had to sit several rows away from her. Lin Zhique thought it was good, and the road was quiet, otherwise, Du Siren would have to listen to his ramblings again.

She opened the newspaper, and the content on the front page read, "Significant progress has been made in the anti-pornography and anti-illegal work across the country. The Guangzhou public security has seized dozens of small and medium-sized prostitution dens in one fell swoop...".

There is a nasty little carrot head in the car who keeps crying.

The car stopped at another station, and another group of passengers came up. The car was already very crowded. Lin Zhique raised his head slightly, and at a glance, he felt that the heads protruding from the rows of seats looked like radishes with holes in them.When she thought about it, she felt the mean fangs in her heart stick out, and she seemed to be a bit mean by nature.

The tickets were overbooked, and there were even a few passengers standing in the aisle. Next to Lin Zhique stood an old master with big bags and small bags. The yellowed white undershirt and the dirty bags were carried around and rubbed against her clothes. She hugged her arms and narrowed herself as much as possible. I don't know if the word "dislike" was written on the back of her head. On the way, Du Siren suddenly stood up, moved sideways a few steps in the narrow aisle, and asked the old master to sit in her place.

So Du Siren stood beside Lin Zhique.

She looked up, "What are you doing? Are you going to stand for more than two hours?"

Du Siren didn't answer, just smiled silly, the elder brother who was sleeping by the window suddenly snored loudly, the coat covering his face was blown up, the two of them were stunned, and subconsciously looked at each other , and then each couldn't help laughing.

The car swayed, and her head seemed to rub against Du Siren's waist and abdomen.

Du Siren suddenly took out two pieces of paper from his jacket pocket and held them up in front of her eyes.

It's two concert tickets.

She whispered on top of her head, "Will you come to the concert next week?"

She glanced at the time on the ticket.

"I don't have time, so I won't go."

I heard that the concert venue is in the school's indoor gymnasium, and it doesn't even have seats. In her opinion, it's terribly simple, so she doesn't want to stand for hours with those rustic college students. .

"Come on." Du Siren whispered coquettishly.

"Don't talk." She closed her eyes.

Fortunately, she couldn't see Du Siren's disappointed expression either.

But she still imagined it, just like the expression on the day when she was going to move out of her home on Meixi South Road, when Du Si was sitting on the stairs.

She is so selfish that she has no self-consciousness to respond to anyone's disappointment.

With her eyes closed like this, she dozed off halfway along with the swaying long-distance bus.

This drowsiness flew in the sky at first, swaying uncomfortably, and then it suddenly seemed to land, becoming warm and stable, so it became heavier and heavier, and finally let her sleep soundly.

She woke up, eyes still closed, the car was still driving, and the kid in the back seat started crying again.

Her head was leaning against something soft, and she subconsciously wanted to reach out to touch it, but she woke up suddenly, and immediately put her hand down again.

This is Dusi's... belly?Belly?

Dusi's hand was placed on the other side of her forehead, as if embracing her.She didn't know that she woke up, as if she was afraid that the crying would disturb her, she moved her hand down slightly and covered her ears.

Her palms are warm.

This posture is too ghostly.

Lin Zhique coughed lightly.

Dusi was so frightened that she immediately withdrew her hand, and she took advantage of the situation to sit up straight.The Dusi man stammered and explained: "Uh...well, your head hit me all the way to the stomach...so I just..."

"Fix my head?" Lin Zhique raised his head.

"……Um."

She clearly saw Dusi swallow three times nervously.

Must get rid of this ghostly atmosphere.

She asked, "...where are the two tickets just now?"

"...Here." Du Siren took out the ticket again, paused, and asked her cautiously, "Are you coming?"

She took it over, "Well, but there are conditions."

Du Siren immediately became happy, "What conditions?"

Lin Zhique touched the new and sharp corners of the two tickets.

She wondered if this would be a futile attempt.

"You listen to your father and go to work in that unit."

Can the future be changed?Or just move forward on the original track again and again?

When they returned, there was an unpleasant and unexpected interlude—

An uninvited visitor hovered outside the door of the video store.

The man was over 50 years old, male, saw Lin Zhique open the door with a key, looked him up and down, and leaned forward, looking like he was definitely not a kind person.

He said, "Hey, beauty, where is your boss Li? That's the one, Li... Li what."

The man from Dusi replied, "What's the matter with you? He's not here. We'll help you convey it."

"Oh, you don't need to tell me. I haven't paid the money he owes me yet, so I'll wait for him here."

Seeing that the door was open, he pulled a plastic stool that some store had forgotten to collect on the side of the street, and sat down at the door of the store, blocking the door halfway.

I don't know where the rogue came from.

Lin Zhique squinted at him, "What money does he owe you? Show me the IOU."

"He said he would pay it back for that Yang. They ruined our daughter's future. I'm here to ask for some compensation. You judge, isn't this too much? You call him and tell him to come over quickly. Otherwise, I would go to school and sing big-character posters for him..."

For some reason, Du Siren opened his mouth and asked, "Are you Lu Shan's cousin?"

The cousin replied: "Oh, you know me? Female classmate, then you have to help our family, Lu Shan..."

Lin Zhique interrupted him: "There's no money here, you go and sing big-character posters, it's best if you can really help your cousin and niece get justice." She walked past him and walked into the shop, "You go Go to the Academic Affairs Office, go to the principal's office, go to the Education Bureau, go to the city government."

My cousin was embarrassed by what she said, turned his head to look into the store, and muttered, "What kind of store are you, you must be selling some dubious discs to students, and one or two of them are playing tricks... oh ? Shanshan!"

Lin Zhique turned around and saw Lu Shan walking quickly.

"Uncle, what are you doing here?" Lu Shan's face was ugly, eyes full of disgust.

The cousin blustered: "What are you doing? Of course I'm here to ask for money for you."

"Who told you to come? Who allowed you to replace me?"

"What is allowed? I have raised you for so many years, can't I be your master?"

"Since when did you raise me?"

"When? Even if you ate Baijia rice, there is a spoonful of our family's rice in it, right? Your parents have been dead for so many years, did your uncle and aunt treat you badly?"

Lu Shan pursed her lips tightly, as if holding back her anger, and finally lowered her voice, "Okay, I'll pay you back how much I spent on you, okay?"

"Why do you give it back to me? You haven't got your diploma. What kind of work are you going to do? You want to do a skin business? Your parents have spirits in heaven, so don't blame me to death? He should compensate our family, that's right, you Thin-skinned, uncle makes the decision for you."

Lu Shan finally couldn't help it, ignored the pedestrians' stares, and yelled at him: "What kind of business do you care about me? My life, I make my own choices, and it has nothing to do with you! What are you hypocritically doing for me? ?”

She cursed and shoved her cousin away in one breath, but she was so angry that she kicked the bricks on the sidewalk viciously, until her uncle's back disappeared around the corner, she finally squatted down discouraged and hugged herself knee.Du Siren stood aside helplessly, and the air fell into silence for a while.

Lin Zhique leaned against the cash register and watched their backs for a while.

She walked into the cash register, bent over, found the lottery machine, and poured all the colored beads into an empty cardboard box, then picked out a red one and threw it into the machine.

"Hello," Lu Shan and Du Siren both turned their heads, and she asked, "Is there a lottery draw?"

They go into the store.

Du Siren looked at the handle of the lottery, stretched out his hand, and was knocked off by Lin Zhique.

Lu Shan stretched out her hand, and shook the handle very hard like last time.

The lottery machine spun violently, and after a few turns, a small red bead was spit out.

Lu Shan looked at Lin Zhique and then at Du Siren.

Lin Zhique said, "Congratulations, you have won the special prize. The prize is—" She reached out her hand and took out a concert ticket from Du Siren's coat pocket, which she had slipped in the car just now , "I invite you to go to the concert with me."

The people from Dusi applauded the venue with a wow.

Lu Shan finally couldn't hold back a little smile from her tightly pursed lips.

"Miss Bird, it's really rare to see you so gentle and kind."

"Am I usually cold? Or mean?"

Dusi shook his head vigorously.

Lu Shan replied: "It is cold and mean."

Lin Zhique readily accepted this evaluation.

The lottery machine turned slower and slower, and in the end there were only a few swings with insufficient stamina. What it produced was the best answer after Lin Zhique ruled out all other options, and there was no way to do any elimination. If there was a grand prize in life, what would it be?