thirteen letters

He often took the green leather train when he had no money. He and that person would buy two hard seats and rush from here to a certain destination.Although the squeeze was a bit bitter, there was fun between the two of them.Love is a good thing, it can sweeten everything inadvertently.

He hadn't been in contact with his family more than ten years ago, and that person was different, so every New Year's day, he would stay in City B alone, or meet Kuang Xia to travel there.He and Kuang Xia can be regarded as sympathetic, they are also two people who were abandoned by the family, but now that Kuang Xia is free, he still stays there.

He pulled himself out of his wild thoughts, lowered his head and wanted to continue reading the book in his hand, but his thoughts ran away because of the lines of words like a rushing river.

——"The extreme of wisdom will be hurt, and the deep love will not last..."

[An Bao, see the letter.

I am now on my way back to County Y, sitting on the green leather train I used to take.I planned the route a little bit, and planned to go to W City where we lived together before. It took a day and night train, which was enough for me to be mentally prepared to face the past on the road.

I don't know when your wedding is. I didn't open the invitation you sent, and I refused Kuang Xia's more communication. My body blocked all your news before my brain.However, I heard by chance that Kuang Xia said that you have now settled in City W and brought your parents from County Y to City W. I think the wedding should also be in City W.

I was a little relieved. County Y said it was not small, but it was not too big. The chances of us meeting were too high. After all, it was the place where we grew up. City W, if I didn't make the effort to inquire and meet, I probably wouldn't even have the chance to pass by.That's fine, although I'm not worried that you'll recognize me. ]

He took the bulging hiking bag from the luggage rack and stuffed a cup filled with hot water into it.

"We're here in City W, it's time to get off the bus." The aunt on the opposite bed patted her husband who was still lying on the lower bed with his eyes closed, "Old man, get up quickly, we'll be there soon."

"Right now."

He looked at the familiar scenery outside the window, wiped his face, wondering what he was thinking.

"I don't know if An An has been good recently." The aunt chatted to her husband.

He turned his head suddenly, his eyes touched the old couple, and he looked out of the window again as if discouraged.

"Don't worry, the two of them can't take care of An An."

"Yes, I really miss my good grandson An'an."

[The railway station in City W is as dilapidated as ever, at least no different from the last time I left here.When I came back this time, I only brought a copy of Jin Yong's "Book, Sword, Enmity and Enmity" to pass the boring time.Do you still remember the sentence on the jade pendant that Qianlong gave to Chen Jialuo?

The extreme of wisdom will be hurt, the deep love will not live long, the extreme will be humiliated, the humble gentleman, gentle and moist as jade.

I remember that I used it to make a QQ signature for a long time. ]

He was carrying a mountaineering bag and was walking alone among the crowds coming and going. There were many people on the platform, making him even more silent and lonely.

[There are a lot of people on the platform, coming and going, but they responded to the sentence: The excitement is theirs, and I have nothing.In my impression, the only time someone came to pick me up at the station was when I went to S City, that friend who had no relationship with me, came despite my repeated refusal.Even if it was you, you never picked me up again. You always said that you are busy and you have no time and you still have to work. At first it was true, and then you began to mix it up, but I took it all to be true.

I booked the chain hotel opposite the house we used to rent, and I could see the familiar building through the window. When I was checking in, I also saw the landlady walking past the hotel entrance with his grandson. He was the same as at that time, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha, and his voice was loud enough to be heard two or three streets away.

Everything is exactly the same as that time, which makes me envious that they can repeat an ordinary, ordinary but happy life.

Fu Ruibai. ]

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He always wakes up between 6:6 and [-]:[-] every morning. After waking up, he will kiss the man who is still sleeping beside him, then get up to wash up, prepare breakfast for the two of them, and a lunch box at noon.

The dishes are all prepared one day in advance. The crispy toast from the toaster is sandwiched with fried ham slices, crisp poached eggs, juicy lettuce and tomato, and rich cheese slices. The sandwiches left and the two bottles of fresh milk delivered by the milkman early in the morning are the breakfast for the two of them; occasionally, it is the soft bread of various colors made by him on a whim, or the delicious pasta that takes a long time , if the two have a quarrel, it may even turn into milk, fruit cereal, etc.

After the breakfast was ready, the man got up from the bed in a daze, and asked him for a kiss before he staggered to wash up, otherwise the man would hang around for half an hour until he was almost late.

The lunch box is varied, he likes to prepare good-looking and delicious food for himself and his lover, and the man also becomes a non-single dog who is envied by a group of people because of the lunch box that is full of heart when he looks at it.

"What did you eat this morning?" The man who came back from the wash put on his clothes and looked like a human being, obviously regaining his IQ.

"Sandwiches and fresh milk, are you enough? I'll get you some more."

There are 6 sandwiches on the table, if that's not enough it's a pig.

"Enough is enough."

"Here is a bento. Go to the tea room at noon to reheat it before eating. Don't eat it cold like before. Don't come to me if you have a bad stomach." He pushed the bento in front of the man.

"Tired?"

"I'm not tired, why don't you just cook something, aren't all the ingredients you prepared last night?" He smiled contentedly.

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