A bowl of wontons, four spoonfuls of spicy

It's November, and it's snowing in the north.This year is not abnormal, but the snow is a little heavier.After the plane hesitated and was delayed for dozens of hours, he finally gave up struggling and canceled the flight; the high-speed rail tickets within half a month had already been sold out, so as a last resort, Zhou Cheng bought the one closest to the current time. A train - KXX at 3am.

The "K", "T" and "Z" of the train are white lies like the "medium cup", "large cup" and "super large cup" of Starbucks. The express train is actually not fast at all, in fact it is very slow.From N city to H city, he wandered all the way, and he was able to walk for more than 30 hours. It can be said that he is an old man in the train world.

The long and narrow space is filled with new smells mixed with various instant noodle smells, the smell of cigarettes spreading from both ends to the middle, and another smell that cannot be described.The moment Zhou Cheng entered the carriage with the blue ticket in his hand, he couldn't help frowning.He was located in the middle of the carriage by the window. When Zhou Cheng arrived, he found that someone was already sitting on it. To be precise, it was two people—a young couple was leaning against the window and making out, while the old man sitting opposite him was covering his granddaughter’s eyes. , with a look of embarrassment.

"Sorry to bother you, but you seem to be sitting in my seat."

"Go, go back to your seat." The woman glanced at Zhou Cheng in her busy schedule, obviously taken aback, then pushed the man next to her impatiently, signaling him to shut up first.The man was wrapped in a turquoise padded jacket. Although his buttocks had left the seat, his eyes were reluctant to part.

Zhou Cheng's tall body was trapped in the narrow seat, which made him look a bit cramped, and he was wearing a long navy blue overcoat that didn't fit in among the cotton jackets of different colors.

The woman next to her obviously has rarely seen a man with a handsome appearance, neat clothes and only a briefcase on the hard seat of the train. She looked at the profile of the man beside him who was staring at the window in a daze, and became dazed: brown The hair glows with golden luster under the dim light, the deep eyes reflect the street lamps flying backwards outside the window, the tall nose looks like rolling hills, and the thin lips look like... In short, this is a face that evokes imagination. .

At this time, some unrealistic fantasies arose in the woman's heart, such as a romantic train encounter with the man beside her.

"Ha...Hello? Okay?" The woman summoned up her courage.

"Hello, I can speak Chinese. Besides, I'm Chinese..." Zhou Cheng responded politely, using clear Mandarin.Even with a hint of a southern accent if you say a little more.

"Oh, I thought you were American by looking at your appearance? Then you must be of mixed race?"

"My mother is French."

"Then your Chinese is really good." The woman praised sincerely.

"Yeah. You're fine too." Zhou Cheng turned his head and looked out the window again. It was pitch black, and it took a long time before there was a street light.

I took and installed the mobile phone in my arms, installed it and took it again, and finally decided to hold it in my hand.Zhou Cheng turned on the phone, deleted the hundred and ten missed calls from Assistant Pete, clicked on the dial, skillfully and quickly pressed a series of numbers and deleted them, dialed them and deleted them again; After editing the text, he deleted it. He thought of what Song Ziyu said: modern Chinese young people have long abandoned this traditional communication method and switched to WeChat, so he opened WeChat and searched for a list of names ——Checked out this person, and entered another string of names, still no results, so he could only close it sadly, because he suddenly realized that he didn't have that person's friends at all.

This damn guy changed his WeChat nickname again!What a rich social life this person usually has!It annoyed him just thinking about it.

"Where are you going to stop?" The woman next to him started the topic again.

"City H"

"Then we are fellow villagers!" The woman said with emotion.

"To see friends." Zhou Cheng said.

"Your partner?" The woman was a little disappointed, but she soon let go of it. With such a look, it is impossible for even a poor liar to not have a girlfriend.

"No." Zhou Cheng smiled bitterly.

"That's the one I like." Seeing Zhou Cheng's expression, the woman said firmly, "What kind of girl needs you to take a [-]-hour train overnight to see her, it's amazing!"

Zhou Cheng just shook his head, staring at the phone silently.

"You're already going to find her, why don't you just make a phone call now! Sister, help me, what's the phone number?" The woman has automatically switched roles.

Zhou Cheng shook his head quickly, but pressed a series of numbers as if he didn't obey his hand.

"Sister, help me, you have to be decisive in chasing a girl! Look at this one click, it's over? How easy!"

Zhou Cheng subconsciously wanted to get back the phone and pressed the reject button, but the woman took it away and waited for the connection.Zhou Cheng sat in the corner, feeling a little bit of anticipation while being nervous.

He changed the number again, will it be the same result this time?

"It works." The woman said.

Zhou Cheng raised his heart in his throat, and raised his hands in the air, neither answering nor not answering.

"Hello..." A tired male voice came from the other end of the phone. I don't know if it was because of the poor quality of the call, the voice seemed a little hoarse.

"It's a man." The woman gestured, with a trace of apology on her face, as if she had witnessed a tragic scene.

Thousands of words came to his mind, but Zhou Cheng didn't say anything in the end, he just responded with one word: "Hello." Then, he clearly felt the silence on the other end of the phone, and after a while, the other end responded: " wrong number."

"wrong number."

"I made a mistake..." Zhou Chengji repeated.

Then there was a beeping busy tone.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect..." The woman looked ashamed, she didn't expect that no matter how handsome a man is, he can't escape the fate of having a green head.

"It's okay, I made a mistake." Zhou Cheng put on a routine smile.

Leaning against the window, looking at the scenery outside the window - it's pitch black, nothing can be seen, only the water droplets between the windows are exuding vitality.Zhou Cheng thought over and over again of the male voice on the phone just now.

"wrong number."

"wrong number."

The voice sounds a little hoarse. Is it because I am sick again, or I just played games all night and didn't have a good rest.A person who stays so far away doesn't know how to take care of himself.

"It's okay, as you have such good conditions, I will definitely find someone more suitable for you." The woman comforted.

"Thank you." Zhou Cheng was really grateful for this overly enthusiastic woman beside him, if it wasn't for her, he really didn't know how to start this.Like a few years ago, he always acted first, but his mind was empty and he didn't know how to express it.As soon as he returned to China, he immediately rushed to City H after explaining the matter, saying to the outside world that he was inspecting the location of the branch company, but for himself it was selfish, thinking that he could take the opportunity to meet him... Thinking of this, Zhou Cheng fell into a trap again. mused.

In the eyes of the woman, it was the frustrated man staring at the phone in a daze, and she couldn't help but look at him with a little more pity.

The simple seat, the smell of smoke and instant noodles could not stop the exhaustion brought by dozens of hours of international flight and waiting, sleepiness swept over Zhou Cheng's body unconsciously, and he just curled up on the bed next to him. fell asleep on the window seat.

In a vague dream, it seemed that I was back in middle school, eating instant noodles in the corner of the classroom with a person whose face was not clear.

"It smells so good!" The man lifted the instant noodles high.

"Give me a taste too!" Zhou Cheng shouted anxiously.

……

"Hello!" Zhou Cheng was awakened by the sudden stop of the train. At this time, the night was already dark, and the number of people around him also decreased a little. The woman beside him just now had also disappeared, maybe she had already got off the train.Then Zhou Cheng was surprised to find that what disappeared with the woman there were his belongings, and he was at a loss for a moment.

……

It was eight o'clock in the morning three days later, and his ironed clothes couldn't withstand the torment of the journey and had a few wrinkles. He didn't have the money to buy a bucket of instant noodles but was contaminated with the smell of instant noodles from a carload.As soon as he got out of the car, a bone-piercing cold swept across the sky. He was completely downcast and relaxed, walking alone between the train platforms.

However, there was a man standing at the end of the platform.

The black cotton coat could not conceal his thin figure. He leaned against the escalator on the platform, lowered his head, and watched his feet idly flipping a few small stones that accidentally jumped into the station.

Zhou Cheng forgot what kind of pace he used to walk into that person at that time, he only thought it was very fast, but in his heart he felt that he could go faster.

"You... why are you here?" Zhou Cheng asked sharply.That person didn't look much different from what he looked like a few years ago, but he seemed more haggard.He has messy black hair, and a pair of dilapidated silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, covering the slight blackness under his slightly damp eyes, except for the blush on his cheeks and the tip of his nose caused by the cold , his pale face combined with thin lavender lips almost declared his unhealthy physical condition.Ever since Zhou Cheng noticed his presence, he never took his eyes off him for a moment.

Seeing Zhou Cheng approaching, the man took a step back indiscriminately, exhaled, and pretended to be relaxed: "I don't know which guy who has nothing to do made [-] calls in a row last night. I answered and hung up." , He hung up and played again, endlessly, making people feel uneasy when playing games."

Zhou Cheng unconsciously twitched his eyebrows: "You stayed up late to play games again, your body..." Zhou Cheng looked at the corner of the collar of his padded jacket, and wanted to tuck it in: "You only wear a pajamas underneath. , this place is no better than N City, besides, you are not in good health, so don't be willful."

"Yes, I skipped class early in the morning and came to the train station to pick up my mother." The man blocked his outstretched hand vigilantly, walked forward, and said, "Boy Song called to say that you lost contact." , let me take a look at you, since you are alive and kicking, I will go back to class." He took out his right hand from his pocket begrudgingly, waved it, and walked forward quickly without looking back.

Zhou Cheng followed quickly.

No matter how fast he is, Zhou Cheng will follow.

"Believe it or not, I'll run right away?" He said unconvinced.

"Then you can still beat me?" Zhou Cheng used to be the leader of their high school sports meeting.

"Then I'll die here! Anyway, it's almost enough to run a few steps. I'll make you feel guilty for the rest of my life!" He said angrily, and his breathing became a little disordered when he spoke.

"Song Zhiyu, I will have a relationship with you for the rest of my life, I admit it." Zhou Cheng gave up on himself. He didn't know where the courage came from, and he grabbed the wrist of the person beside him.

Song Zhiyu smiled instead of anger: "Why? Is this a public place, or does this make you more excited?"

"My mobile phone number has never been changed." Zhou Cheng did not answer Song Zhiyu's question directly.

"So? Don't mind my business." Song Zhiyu tried hard to break free from Zhou Cheng's grasp, but Zhou Cheng's strength was too strong.

"I know, you don't have many friends, you know I was the one who made the call last night, so you still... still think about me, miss me, and you can't leave me alone, right?"

"Thank you, you know me so well!"

Song Zhiyu smiled, and was about to open his mouth to retort, but suddenly felt the back of his head sank, his eyes darkened, his body was unsteady, and Zhou Cheng pushed him into his arms.

Zhou Cheng gently wrapped Song Zhiyu's neck with one hand, lowered his head slightly, and put it in Song Zhiyu's ear, and whispered in an almost pleading tone: "Then... will you resist this time?"

The young man in his arms suddenly wanted to laugh, laughing at himself for the years he had spent in a daze, laughing at himself for being too timid to find an answer.I have all kinds of depression in my heart, and it turns out that I only need to see him once, and all of them can be resolved...

Song Zhiyu grudgingly took his hand out of his warm pocket and stuffed it into Zhou Cheng's pocket.

"I'm not talking about you, Zhou, you smell really bad. I've smelled at least three flavors of instant noodles."

Hearing the familiar title, Zhou Cheng was taken aback for a moment: "Did you forgive me?" Then he smiled hugely. At this moment, he even wanted to hug the person in front of him and turn around a dozen times.

"Mr. Zhou, I finally found you!"

It was the woman who was seated next to her, and behind her stood a young man with a livid complexion and a green padded jacket.She came running, grabbed Zhou Cheng's arm, and said out of breath, "You...your bag...is with me! I went to make up for the berth ticket, and accidentally left your things with you. I took it away, and I didn’t find it until I got off the car, so I’ll have to look for it, luckily I found you!”

Seeing this scene, Song Zhiyu looked at Zhou Cheng strangely.

"Oh, I'm sorry. This is you...?" The woman realized that Zhou Cheng was still in a hug.

"I'm his younger brother." Song Zhiyu explained from the side.

"Oh oh oh! Then I won't bother you two!" The woman couldn't help but stuff Bao between the two of them, and when she left, she didn't forget to tell Zhou Cheng: "It's okay! Start all over again! It's no big deal if you get kicked. With such a good offer for you, what kind of object can't be found? Are you right, his brother?"

"Yes." Song Zhiyu nodded.

The two gradually turned into a black dot and a green dot, and Song Zhiyu continued to look at Zhou Cheng with a half-smile, which made his heart shudder.He felt a little guilty: "Let's go, let's go back first, it's so cold!"

"What kind of partner are you going to look for? Huh?" Song Zhiyu resumed the old man's pocket-pocketing posture.

"You are like this." Zhou Cheng replied honestly.

"Don't, brother, I kicked you long ago."

"That's not what I meant." Zhou Cheng followed Song Zhiyu in frustration, and suddenly, he realized something.

"You mean, we were together at that time! Right?" In just 10 minutes, Zhou Cheng experienced ups and downs in his relationship.

"Of course not." Song Zhiyu almost bit his own tongue.

"I see it right." Zhou Cheng said stubbornly.

"No." Song Zhiyu also insisted.

……

"Correct."

"wrong…"

"Correct!"

"up to you."