Chapter 57 Northern Journey

In the winter of 1998, I went to Dalian alone.Because I want to see the lonely sea in winter. This day is the third day of the Lunar New Year.At dusk in winter, a faint night mist rises from the silent fields.Through the large glass windows in the terminal hall, you can see the vast gray sky.The whole airport was empty.The flight to Dalian is at 6pm. I sat by the window and gazed at the deep dusk of the sky.There were some travelers with boring expressions sitting scattered in the waiting hall.After all, this is the Spring Festival period, the warm atmosphere and the loneliness of the journey always make people feel a little sad.

I remember the look in the man's eyes and his words when he turned to look at me.Airports at this point are like the end of the world, he said.It seemed an outrageous thought, but his eyes were as quiet as water.Why?I smiled and caught him.I think this is a good start.To two lonely people on a journey together. You see the color of the sky.And the sound of the wind.It feels desolate.The world seems to disappear at any moment.He said.a young man.Underneath was a plaid cotton shirt.Short hair, with a pair of deep eyes.A native of Fujian, flew to Dalian just like her. You don't look like someone from this city.He said.Why?I looked at him again with interest.a feeling.Your wandering breath.And your eyes.You don't belong in this city.I look at him.I am smiling all the time.Perhaps when a person's heart is always flowing, there will be no obvious local characteristics on his body.I feel the smoothness of talking to each other.This is a smart and experienced man.You should have traveled all over the world and done things for many years.But there is still something sharp in the heart.My gut tells me this would be a pleasant conversation partner.

When boarding the plane, the night had already filled the whole wilderness.It was an MD-82 flying over from Haikou. The whole row of windows was brightly lit, like a huge ship. He found me a seat by the window and put my luggage in the luggage compartment for me.Like all educated men, take care of a girl who travels alone.Take off your coat, or you will catch a cold when you arrive in Dalian later.He said.The bright cabin and the pleasant voice of the stewardess.Dark sky.The feeling of night flight is slightly dizzy, like a trip in a dream.I held my breath, listening to the roar of the plane accelerating on the runway, and then, in a full gallop, suddenly jumped into the sky and climbed up the slope.He smiled and looked at my childish look, and he said, are you afraid?

No.I love this moment.The moment when he jumped up suddenly.become free.flew. Many times, I fantasize that I can fly.Fly to distant places, fly to the side of the one you love.On the solid ground, look up to your dreams.We live lives without choices.This is what was written.In that city, day after day, I tried my best not to feel numb.When I suddenly left the ground, I even felt pain in my heart.Is there any place where we can really stay?I leaned my head against the window, looked at the lights of Wanjia below, and closed my eyes tiredly.When I woke up, the plane was flying smoothly.It was pitch black outside, with no lights.

He said, we are now on the sea.He brought me lunch, mineral water and apples.While eating, I listened to him talk about his own experience.He said that he left home very early to do errands, and almost always traveled between different cities across the country.Have you ever lived alone in a strange city for a long time, and then moved to another city?he asks.It was really a very lonely feeling.I miss my family in Fujian, but I cannot return to them.He exhaled softly.Always wanted to make enough money one day to go back and buy a farm and grow a lawn. Listening to a man's dream, I was suddenly slightly moved in my heart.I used to fear that one day I would lose all my dreams.That heartless silence.The man in front of him has obviously suffered from the dust of life.But he insisted.

We chat and then start playing cards.Another brightly lit city.There are long streets and towering clock towers.But I don't know which city it is.He said that because it was night, he could only see darkness, but we had already flown over the sea. I said, I still remember reading an essay when I was studying, and I can't forget it. He suddenly smiled, and he said, don't forget to go to the beach in winter.Because the sea in winter is lonely.I laughed too.Although I can't remember the beautiful sentences in it, it is indeed an unforgettable prose. We are all happy and remember each other.

Is someone coming to pick you up?He said.Yes, there is a friend who has not met yet.I answer him.Is it a friend you met online?yes.Anyway, I want to give you a cell phone number.So if there is anything, you can contact each other.Take care of yourself, if it's really a friend you've never met.He gave me his number seriously. I look at this man.I think he probably guessed that it was a netizen, although he didn't know that it was my very good friend who could trust each other.However, I felt some warm and loving emotions. People who meet by chance.There is a short fate, lightly touch the soul of the other party.

She looked at him with a smile and said nothing. The plane flew over Dalian.Beautiful city by the sea.There are bright neon lights and shadows under the dark night sky.I leaned against the window and couldn't help but let out a slight exclamation.Every time I'm about to land, I'm glad I survived again.He said.Life is fragile, but it is so beautiful that it is hard to let go. After getting off the plane, the biting cold wind made people realize that this is the far north, not the dank city in the south.I said let's run.I was freezing.Two people run on the empty airport with their bags on their backs.Distant starlight in the night sky, bright and cold.When I walked through the airport exit, I saw my friend standing there. When I waved to my friend and turned to look at him, the thin man had disappeared.I forgot to say goodbye to him.

It's been a long time, I lost his mobile phone number, but I always remember his name and eyes.And the night flight during the Spring Festival.There have always been many strangers encountered during the journey, met, separated, and then encountered new faces.That kind of heart-to-heart conversation and careless care, like clear water drops, left a sweet aftertaste in my heart. Although it is just some tedious and plain details.But unforgettable.