Chapter 3 3

{connect} Less than an hour later the phone rang.After connecting, my father's voice came: "……Hey?!" In fact, I knew before that that my parents were looking for me.Even using skills that he was not proficient at the time, my father wrote letters to netizens who might know me through the Internet.Because then a kind friend forwarded this email.At that time, I was sitting in an Internet cafe, facing the computer screen like I hadn't showered in days.I was away from home for a month, and I found out where I would live in the future on the Internet, and I was planning to go to Beijing at that time.It was busy, fresh, and a little daring. Excitement occupied most of the emotions at the time.Then I received a letter from my father forwarded by a friend.

Of course, I can still remember what was written in the letter until today, but I hope that I can forget it, I hope that such a letter can be forgotten. In this way, a father writes it after a long time of deliberation or in a hurry, regardless of whether it is appropriate or not. Letters that are cast out like a net. "If you have any news of her, please contact me. Thank you." Like the emails, the phone calls with my father I try to forget. He said to me over the microphone: "……Hey?!" {tram} I have been on the JR train for a long distance.I have been on a long-distance Shinkansen.

On the Iida line from Tokyo to Nagano, half the time I was alone in the car.It travels through forests and caves.A green river is reflected in one window, and a few daisies are hastened in the other window. Occasionally there is a big mountain, so the tunnel looks very long, and the train shakes for a long time in the white light, as if it is just vibrating without the perception of forward or backward. It drives into the field, the short body length of two carriages. The route that takes green to gold. {train} From south to north. Buy a train ticket before going to Beijing.I don't know whether to say it was fate or pure coincidence, but I bought the last hard seat ticket in three days.I was still hesitating before, but when I heard this message from the window, I immediately nodded "I want it, I want it".Get out of the long line.

It rained all the time that winter. On the last night before leaving Shanghai, I couldn't bear to leave the Internet cafes and small hotels where I had stayed indiscriminately due to economic considerations.Find a 3-star hotel and resolve to spend a "final" night there no matter what. A soft bed in the single room, a bathroom with hot water, and Fuzhou Road under the window. Just crazy, down and out, and somewhat dirty residents.In order to be able to afford the 600 yuan fee, I took three showers diligently. I went to a nearby snack bar to buy hot wontons, sat at a table in the corner, and watched the passers-by on the road.

Father left the seat and went to the window to get some snacks, while mother sat on the stool next to her, holding father's bag in one hand and wiping the table with a tissue in the other. I pulled out three disposable plastic spoons, the soft flakes easily scratched my mouth. Mother noticed and reminded "Be careful". Normal scene before. Timely and inappropriate recall. Check out before 12 o'clock the next day, even though my train does not leave until 8 o'clock in the evening, staying for a while will affect the room rate, so even if you have to stay at the station for seven or eight hours, there is no way.

When we arrived at Shanghai Railway Station, after we took out the huge suitcase from the taxi, a few people in red vests appeared next to us, saying "Let me help you carry it".The service staff who originally thought it was the helpful service staff at the train station thanked him repeatedly and handed over the luggage to the other party.Until he helped move to the waiting hall, he turned around and charged me ten yuan. From 2:00 pm, sit in the waiting hall until 7:00 pm. phone calls during that time.Mother took it.The call with my father was an hour later. "—One day, it will emerge from the ground in the form of emerald green."

{from south to north} In the green carriage, the chairs are covered with white cloth.After crossing the Huai River, snow light illuminates the horizon. There was no shelf for the huge suitcase, so I threw it in the aisle connecting the carriages to the carriages.Miraculously, in the passenger trains during the Spring Festival travel season, no one took the sheep by the hand when they got off the train.And once I went to visit on the way, I found that some people who didn't buy a seat ticket used it as a stool of the right height, and half leaned on it to take a nap. In order not to wake him up, he walked back quietly.

Play cards with fellow passengers.Bought five yuan a box of very bad pho for dinner.The chubby train conductor liked me very much. He walked back and forth three times, pointing at me and jokingly saying, "Just put your wallet like this", "Why don't you sit well", and "Oh, you're still awake". In the first half of the night, I listened to music with headphones plugged in, and fell asleep leaning on the shoulder of the boy next to me in the second half of the night. Sleeping until morning, my limbs were sore after a hard night, my eyes were covered with embarrassing gum, my face was tense and dry, and my hair collapsed behind my head.

From south to north, enter the strange silver-white land. "—One day, it will emerge from the ground in the form of emerald green." {traveling} Looking at the cherry blossoms in Kyoto, I was roasted into a dehydrated camel all day long, but the beauty of the cherry blossoms is worth the effort.Layers of pink clouds cover the sky.According to different altitudes, it is divided into different scenery of unopened, early opened, fully opened and scattered. Visiting Tsumago and Magome, famous historical attractions that maintain the style of the Edo period, two old post stations, the architectural style is as if a ninja will appear at any time.

From Tsumago to Malong, there is a 7,000-meter winding mountain road in between, and I climbed down alone. Every night I was so tired that I collapsed, and when I took a bath, I drowsily watched the TV in the room.Although when I stayed alone, I was always assigned to a room at the end of the corridor or next to the stairs for some reason. Hearing some superstitions and legends, I felt panic in my heart, and regretted choosing the hotel closest to the station because of the convenience. But it's just a normal arrangement. After washing my hair, I sat wet under the sheets, drank iced milk, and watched various variety shows one by one, laughing out loud, and when I fell asleep, I tilted my head and started snoring.

{year} 2000. After the contact before New Year's Eve, I never dialed home again. Even though I found a job and landed smoothly, it can even be said that after two months of freedom and happiness, I still didn't have the courage to call them. Finally one day my colleague called me "I'm looking for you", and I went to pick up the microphone. "Hey--?" "It's me," Dad said. "I'm in Beijing on a business trip." "..." "In a hotel near you." "...Then I'll go, I'll go now." On New Year's Eve in 2000, I got off the train and had to spend time in a small guest house in Beijing.There is no hot water, and you can only use cold water to wash your face in a very civilian-style guest house.But the price is so kind that it only charges fifty yuan a day.Sleep on wire beds, there are three in a room.There was a woman in the room with me the first night.I originally planned to watch the Spring Festival Gala, but because I was too tired, I fell asleep very early. When I was half asleep, I was suddenly dragged awake. I struggled to open my eyes from sleepiness.Seeing the two police uniforms, Shi Mo was a little more sober, but he still had to pull himself together to hear their voices clearly. "Take out your ID card. Show it to us." After they finished speaking to me, they turned to the woman on the opposite bed. It seemed that they dug out the ID card from the wallet in such a daze, and they handed it back to me after comparing it. It should be a routine security check.When I woke up the next day, I still wondered whether it was a dream or it had really happened. On the morning of the first day of the new year, I found a plastic washbasin from under the bed, and the woman on the bed quickly stopped me and said, "It's better not to use this, maybe someone peed in it before." So I took the cold water with my hands and washed my face for the first time after the New Year. Looking out the window, the snow is full of red shavings after the firecrackers were set off. Very very New Year's atmosphere. But I know very well that the father and mother who celebrate the New Year at home must have the most memorable New Year in history like me.It's totally conceivable.Command yourself not to imagine. Somehow, some years later, when events can be told in a peaceful, reminiscent tone, I hear them, surrounded by their relatives, silently listening to various accusations against me.Heartless or stupid, impulsive or useless.One-sided remarks and anger, but their hearts must be completely... sad and desperate. The chopsticks did not move at the New Year's Eve dinner. "—One day, it will emerge from the ground in the form of emerald green." {"Someday"} Because it was only by phone, the meeting was several months after I had already run away from home. I met my father at the hotel, sat with him for a while, and then took half a day off to go to Beijing's famous places with him, whether it was the Old Summer Palace or the Summer Palace, and took a group photo in front of the fallen ruins. To take the train back that night, so soon we came to Beijing Railway Station. Looking for something to say. me or father. Talking about something meaningless.Show me your ticket.Would you like to buy some water?What kind of car are you going to take to go back.Haven't started unlocking yet. Want to procrastinate.The intention to slow down the pace is revealed in the dialogue. Finally falling into a pause of silence, he said, "Then I'm going". "Oh, bye." "Goodbye." ——One day, in the form of emerald green, it will drill out of the ground. ——One day, it will emerge from the ground in the form of emerald green. ——One day, it will emerge from the ground in the form of emerald green. - someday... And they are accumulating in my throat at the moment, like rhizomes swollen with water, producing bunches of round fruits.It is firmly clogged. No sound. All the words are like alcohol melted in the body, only boiling in vain under the skin. {unable to display} An unbeautiful but accurate example is that after writing thousands of words and pressing "Submit", the result is "The webpage cannot be displayed". Of course I don't have the strength to write it all over again. Although those words still remain in my heart. Although it is impossible to retell them exactly the same.But like a pigeon returning after flying thousands of miles, holding back the old letterhead, it still has memories that can be heavy all the time. "I am"..."I can't tell"..."But"..."There is no way"..."Cruel and selfish"..."No feeling"..."Choice"..."Happy New Year". As every "happiness in the ending" can say to "difficulty in the process". I think I used to have a hard life. So now I am a person who can sell the happiness that I used to make a living. Can't forget.