Chapter 14 Chapter 12 Unintentionally Old

There are still several hours to go from the airport to the destination. I don’t know whether it’s because I can’t adapt to the local environment or because I’m too tired. I vomited twice in the car. Before I got off the plane, the enthusiastic boy gave me motion sickness medicine. But it didn't work, it just made my head more dizzy, and I always felt that there was a ball of rotten cotton under my feet. Fortunately, the driver I met was very enthusiastic. Not only did he not feel disgusted, but he stopped a few times halfway to replenish my water. But I still feel that my mouth is dry, and even when I open my mouth, I feel a sour and bitter taste.

When approaching the destination, the car stopped to rest.It was already very late, and the small headlights were turned on in the car, and I was a little pale. I picked up the small double-sided round mirror in my hand to take a picture, and was suddenly frightened by my haggard and pale appearance. "How did you make it look like a ghost?" I twisted my ghostly cheeks, hoping to get some blood back. The driver looked at me and said with a smile in broken Mandarin: "The girl's physical condition is too poor. I'm afraid she won't get used to it when she comes to our plateau, but if the girl looks like this and sees the lover, the lover will be scared away. "

return lover... I couldn't help laughing. In ancient times, I guess it is the same character as Meng Jiangnu. She cried down the Great Wall, and I vomited to Tibet. I gave myself a definition: a great woman who is not afraid of vomiting for love. Thinking about it, I couldn't help laughing at the car window, I don't know if it was excitement or nervousness, it seemed that the depression just now was swept away, but my body still felt a little uncomfortable. The car started, and it didn't take long to arrive at the destination.After I said goodbye to the driver, I went into the hospital alone with my bag on my back. The nurse in the corridor was a little surprised to see me like this, and probably thought I was here to stay.

"Excuse me, Miss Nurse, do you know where Dr. Jiang Zimo is now?" "Oh...you mean Dr. Jiang from the neurosurgery department?" The nurse is very enthusiastic and speaks Mandarin fluently. I followed the nurse all the way, the long corridor was almost deserted.When I arrived at the inpatient department, I was still beaten twice by the nurse, and finally I fell into the hands of a strong-looking nurse.She looked up and down at the disheveled me, "Dr. Jiang, right? He's doing ward rounds now, so go to the duty room and wait for a while." As a newcomer and unfamiliar with the place, I blinked my dull eyes and nodded honestly, "Oh."

Then the door opened, and the nurse pointed to a small broken bed next to the door in a rough voice, "Sit here!" I pointed at the brand-new little bed inside, and asked the nurse boldly: "Can I sit on that bed inside? This one looks old and broken. I can't afford it if it breaks." .” The nurse stared at me speechlessly for a while, and finally rejected the cheeky request, "That new bed is specially prepared by our hospital for Dr. Jiang..." What is this? Just as I was talking, a white shadow was standing at the door. I turned sideways and caught a glimpse from the corner of my eye. I couldn't help being frightened out of my wits and screamed. The nurse was also stunned by my scream. The body turned around, and the face turned red and white.

"I... this... I..." The person I mistakenly thought was a ghost stood in the middle of the door, staring at me with a damp face and stammering. "Doctor Jiang... is looking for you." I wish I could just dig a hole and bury myself alive. Thinking about it day and night, traveling thousands of miles, trekking through mountains and rivers, working hard, being nervous and trembling on the plane, I thought it was a touching reunion scene, but I turned into a dancing fairy.I scolded myself in my heart, why was my whole body completely distorted when I met him. "Thank you, Nurse Dolma."

"you are welcome." The nurse's eyes were sunken into the flesh with a smile, full of joy. But I kneaded my palm vigorously, and the tension along the way returned to my fragile heart, which was so nervous that it beat a drum. After the nurse disappeared, he and I were the only two left in the small room. I felt my heart pounding in my throat, and when I saw him staring at me, I said, "Wait for me first." Looks like there's still work to do. Could it be that I have worked so hard to find him, is there anything more important to him than this? Then without waiting for me to say anything, I hurried out of the duty room.

Sore all over, I took off the big bag on my back, slammed it onto the dilapidated little bed, and sat down on the new bed that belonged to him. Sit down, what can you do to me?" I have to say that my high quality is fully reflected here. I lowered my head and was muttering, when he entered the room with a basin of hot water in his hand, passed me and put it on the table. "Come here first and wash your face, it's dirty." I was deeply moved when I saw him bring the water, but when he finished the last two words, I couldn't help suspecting that I had heard it wrong.

Dirty? I looked down at my coat. Although it is true, but... is it necessary to say it? Although I had a small complaint in my heart, I still walked to him obediently, but he stood motionless in front of the washbasin, okay, you can just stand there. I looked at the light blue towel in the basin, rolled up my sleeves, turned sideways, stretched my hands, and picked up the steaming towel inside. The water temperature was just the most comfortable temperature. "It's so comfortable..." I couldn't help but whisper in my heart. To be honest, I really want to push Jiang Zimo who is standing next to me blocking the way with my body first. How can someone wash his face sideways, it's too uncomfortable.

It's just that the towel was just pulled out of the water by me when my hand was forced down by his hand. In the steaming water basin, his hot hand came up directly. I felt that I could hardly stand still at that moment, and my lips were trembling. It was obviously so hot, but why, there was cold air between the lips and teeth. I am really petty as always, and I am always nervous when I have never seen the world at critical times. This is... what does he want? I don't know how long this weird posture has been maintained, although it may actually be very short, but I think it is extremely long.

"I come……" Only then did his bony hand move away from the back of mine. I let out a long breath in my heart, so it turns out, how could he be the person who can act so enthusiastically by holding on to people's hands? I stood aside blankly, watching him silently wring out the water from the towel for me. A steamy towel was handed to me, "Here." I took the towel and threw it on my face, as if a warm steam was blowing on my face, my chaotic and tired brain became clearer. But he heard his voice faintly, "You come here, I will take it seriously, do you understand?" He takes the towel. But he didn't look at me. I chewed this sentence over and over again. My ears couldn't help burning. "I see." Then he turned his head to look at me, his eyes were calm and unwavering, as if he had never said the words that implied affection just now. "Why don't you ask me how I found this place?" "You went to the hospital and heard something, didn't you?" I pinched my flesh with my fingers. I am afraid that since he saw me just now, he has quickly understood the cause and effect of my coming here.I had forgotten that he was such a smart person. "Why do you keep turning off your phone?" His eyelids drooped, as if there was a shadow, "I'm afraid I'll want more warmth. I just want to be here alone." He raised his eyes and looked at me with black eyes, "You came to comfort me, didn't you?" I didn't expect him to ask such a question suddenly, and I didn't know how to answer it for a while. It was his pain, I came here, I didn't want to pick it out, but I didn't expect that he could face it more calmly than me. "Not at all." I said only three words in a gentle manner. His voice sounded calm and unwavering, "I'm not that vulnerable, but I don't want you to know that it's enough for you to come." I don't know why I didn't dare to look deeply into his eyes, and quickly retracted my gaze, but my heart was pounding. This person really was so calm that he couldn't find any flaws, but he seemed to be comforting me. "I regret that I treated you that way in the hospital last time, I'm sorry." I didn't expect him to bring up the old matter again, so I shook my hand, "You already said you were sorry that day." Now that I've come here, nothing matters anymore, I'm just here for you.But I couldn't speak such nasty words, so I could only keep them in my heart and say them silently. It's a pity that the moment of such warmth is very short, if it can be called warmth. There was a knock on the door, and he went to open the door. I heard his footsteps from near to far, the nurse's voice, and then the door closing, so hurried that he didn't even explain to me. It's so late, he seems to be very busy, how could I not see it, his face is full of tiredness, compared with last time, he seems to be thinner and his outline is deeper. Poured out the wash water, casually ate some biscuits I brought with me, and sat on the edge of the bed. I turned on the phone, plugged in the earphones, and listened to the music. Sadness is the song "To the Young". Rain Street under the plane tree dead leaves falling to the water Shallow blooming water halo at the corner of the blue skirt a red umbrella hold up my childhood memories have no idea When did such a colorful and restless youth begin do not know either When did I walk down the stairs again? day by day, year by year I seem to be used to the days without you I seem to have learned to face it alone Facing this world that is neither good nor bleak without you I seem to have forgotten until in the occasional dream appear your shallow smile How can I forget, how can I forget your youth Already the best of my youth The most beautiful time story still remember The autumn maple leaf you gave me in the textbook still remember Your cheerful footsteps on the playground I follow your back humming your favorite song My heart is full of love for you drowned in countless dreams can't tell I can only look at my heart follow you away close your eyes Everything seems to be still yesterday Young man, but gone sand of time Bury my heart with a grin and a mockery Youth is like a burning candle Illuminate our too young faces but will eventually go out everything is too hasty too hasty only this memory memory is like a mirror when i stopped inadvertently look back Then I met myself in the shadow of time that ignorant boy I remembered what I said casually to that boy on the plane, "I came to Tibet to find a gate. It connects to the past and also leads to the future." That door is actually not magical or mysterious.In the stories of many people, the name of this door is youth. Pushing open the door of youth, that person stood there, his heart beating inexplicably for the first time in his life.I don't know when the gate of youth will be closed. Looking back, that person has long since disappeared, because it has firmly lived in your heart, whether you want it or not. I asked myself, is it possible that once we fall in love with someone for the first time, we can never quit? The answer, meaningless, is only in everyone's heart.Because some people have left behind, life has a more beautiful scenery.But some people spend their entire lives just for this first heartbeat. Originally, I wanted to wait for him to come back, but I felt extremely tired amidst such song after song, and gradually became sleepy, and then I lost consciousness. When he woke up thirsty in the middle of the night, he realized that his big coat had been taken off, his headphones and mobile phone had been put away, and he was lying on his new bed, covered with a white quilt. There is a lamp in the house. He sat in his clothes on the shabby little bed by the door, his face drooped slightly, his eyes were tightly closed, and he breathed low and evenly. He fell asleep just like that. At that moment, my heart ached.Just because of his sleeping position. I didn't dare to wake him up, so I sat up slowly, and just as I looked down for my shoes, I was stopped by his hoarse voice, "Where are you going?" He just looked at me eagerly. For the first time, I saw such complex emotions in his eyes, which made me immediately feel that my figure became so important in his eyes. Is he worried that I'm leaving? "I just want to drink water." Only then did he retract his gaze fixed on me, stood up neatly, and told me: "Stay still, I'll pour it for you." Holding the white porcelain cup, I looked at his exhausted expression, and my heart was full of guilt, "I have left you with no place to rest, why don't you come to my bed and lie down for a while." "The bed was too small." Without even thinking about it, he answered me directly. I didn't react for a moment. After Yi understood the meaning of his words, her face couldn't help burning. After taking the glass of water I finished drinking, he sat down on the small bed again and began to rest with his eyes closed. This narrow duty room became extremely quiet again, except for some fragmentary sounds from outside. I just wanted to close my eyes and fall asleep, but I heard his voice low as if he was muttering to himself, "Xiao Wei, am I dreaming?" It seems to be warmer than anything else, just calling me Xiaowei is enough... He called me so familiarly and deeply, as if he had been waiting for a long time. I opened my eyes and looked at him, and saw that he still kept his eyes closed. "I'm here, here I just don't understand, why are you still alone, are you waiting for me?" I could hear my own trill and speak incoherently. Under the dim light, his eyes slowly opened, without moving, he looked at me, and said seriously, "Didn't you say you would come to me?" I looked at him in disbelief. He knew it. Those deep humble little thoughts of mine. "You really believe what I say?" He looked at me, his voice sounded so casual, like a breeze passing by his ears, but every word fell to the ground, "I will take everything you say seriously." I said in my heart that he is stupid, such a brilliant person is more stupid and stubborn than a fool like me... We were all silent for a long, long time. Until the light slowly brightened on his face. But I can only see his pair of dark and deep eyes. A low murmur sounded in his ear. It was as if time had passed straightly, "Xiao Wei, do you know that I am already old." The voice seems to have been covered with the dust of the years. He looked careless.But how deliberate and unintentional it is to stand still. At this moment, I burst into tears, but I could only turn my face to the other side, sobbing very quietly, in my heart. I understand the phrase "waiting for you to paint" he wrote, and I understand that and other words. He was silent for so long, so long, as if it had passed through a long century, but when I looked back, I could still see him standing there, always standing there, never leaving.