Chapter 21 Twenty, wait for the wind to come

After entering the city, the first thing we did was to find the nearest hotel, get into our respective rooms, and fell asleep. After waking up in the evening, we started to eat our last dinner in Nepal. The sister borrowed the kitchen of the hotel and made us hot and sour noodles with the seasonings she brought. Although the noodles are local rice noodles, there are many ingredients It's not complete, but it's the most delicious bowl of hot and sour noodles I've ever eaten. After eating, even the sweat that flows out has a tear-jerking fragrance. Not only I think so, but also Li Nuoxue and Wang Can. Well, they were all in a dazzled state.

After eating, we started to celebrate ourselves, celebrating that everyone rushed over from the scene of the riot, we walked along the street side of the tavern, and started drinking one after another, and before we knew it, everyone They all drank too much. Before the memory was blurred, I only remembered that Li Nuoxue started calling her boyfriend, sometimes shouting, sometimes laughing, and sometimes starting to say angry words, but the phone over there never hung up, so I thought, her boyfriend was actually I like her, so much that I can listen to drunk talk for so long. I still remember that Wang Can hugged Racine and drank a cup of wine. While drinking, he hugged him and said, "Brother, come back to China with me, and I will find you a beautiful wife."

I also remember that sister, at the instigation of the sister group, began to recite the poems she wrote aloud when she was a girl. Frankly speaking, those poems were indeed a bit like jingles, but under the domineering shroud of that sister, I was only responsible for applauding vigorously, and I absolutely dare not tell her the truth. We drank more and more, and we talked louder and louder. I still remember Wang Can sitting in front of me and asking me, why on earth are you called Yu Meng?When you scold me, I don't understand the meaning of your name. I finished a glass of wine and told him: Yumeng, it means being able to fly, not far away, it means that you will be injured all over your body, but you have no reason to complain, it means you have a big dream in your heart, but you are too embarrassed to tell others , I am even ashamed to think of it myself.

Later, we were almost blown away by the owner of the bar, walked to the quiet street, we sang loudly, ran around, and said sensational words desperately, maybe in the eyes of others, this is a group of tourists I ran to a place where no one knew me, drinking madly regardless, but I said to myself in my heart: Just show your original shape, even if it’s only for a short while, before dawn. When I left the bar, I looked up. The moon was very round and the moonlight was so bright that night that the signboard of the bar was clearly visible. Only then did I realize that the name of the bar we walked in was "Once Upon Time" "--long, long ago.

The next morning, we were all woken up by Wang Can's frenzied knocking on the door. I got up from the bed, my head was as heavy as a plaster cast. After opening the door, Wang Can said lively and vigorously: "Quick! Clean up quickly. Let's go!" "Departure? Where are you going? Isn't the plane back to Kathmandu in the afternoon?" "Not to the airport! I'll treat you and take you to a place." Wang Can winked mysteriously, "The main thing is to fulfill your wish." "My wish is to sleep a little longer." Wang Can pushed me into the room: "Hurry up and wash your face and brush your teeth. I have paid all the money. We will meet downstairs in fifteen minutes!"

Enduring nausea and headaches, I managed to put myself in my clothes, and before going out, I picked up my mobile phone and found an unread text message in my mobile phone, which was sent by the editor-in-chief. "Can't wait for you, I'll post Xiao Chen's manuscript first." My heart sank, I went online immediately, and started to check the electronic version of our magazine. Sure enough, the manuscript for this issue was written by Xiao Chen. It was about a new Spanish restaurant in Beijing. She used almost all the fashionable idioms and words, but I think readers who read this column may not be able to see the difference or gap between me and her. What I have to admit is that she wrote Not bad, the future will even be better than me. Xiao Chen is like me back then. When I first started writing this column, I was so enthusiastic, so excited, and so confident that what I was doing was my handwriting my heart.

The editor-in-chief finally managed to protect her own sense of security. In fact, for so long, every time she presses for a manuscript, although she doesn't have a good face, she is willing to press me, which proves that she has to rely on me to complete this matter. Admitting that she needs someone, I think it will destroy her sense of security a little bit, and now, she is finally safe. Still hungover and depressed, I went downstairs and was thrown into a convertible jeep by Wang Can, and I started to drive bumpily up the mountain. I must have looked miserable, but the others were not much better. No, the morale of the eldest sister group is also low. The sister said that she has never drank so desperately since the wedding ceremony. Racine behaved normally at first, just sitting silently with his hand on the railing, seemingly calm He stared straight ahead, but after a while, he suddenly said to us calmly: "I'm sorry." Then he turned his head. With a "wow", I vomited.

This car just carried our group of half scrapped people all the way to the edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain. When we got out of the car, several coaches came out of the cliff, and the ground was covered with colorful paragliders. "What... are we... doing?" I asked Wang Can on behalf of everyone. Wang Can pointed behind him: "Glide! Fly like a bird!" Everyone looked at the bottomless valley under their feet, and all their faces turned pale for a moment. The sister took the lead and said: "No, no, I can't play this, Xiao Wang, thank you, but I can't, I still have my family and children. What if something goes wrong?"

Li Nuoxue took two steps forward, looked down the mountain, and then looked at the sky. Judging from the expression on her face, I think she wants to vomit even more. Wang Can stared at me, and I shook my head: "I'm not ready for this...Actually, I'm a little afraid of heights, and I'm also quite afraid of death..." "Why are you doing this!" Wang Can interrupted me, "You didn't say it yesterday. You wanted to fly, but you didn't have the conditions to fly! It's all arranged for you, why are you doing it again! Ah? Cheng, Yu, Mongolian?"

I was taken aback, feeling a little moved in my heart, but this feeling was accompanied by a sense of powerlessness that I couldn't explain clearly: "Wang Can... the flying I mentioned, if it is not true, I have to fly out, then... that is kind of description..." As I explained, I watched Wang Can's expression change from confusion to frustration. Before his expression completely turned into grievance, I gritted my teeth and said, "Forget it! Isn't it just gliding, and it's not like jumping off a cliff. Fly! Don't spend your money in vain!" In the end, it was only me, Wang Can and Li Nuoxue who decided to glide. The others said they could sit in place and take pictures for us. Wang Can and I asked Li Nuoxue repeatedly: "Are you sure you won't fly and throw up?" Li Nuoxue His eyes were dull, but he nodded firmly: "No, don't worry."

Because it was the first time we played, a coach was standing behind the three of us to guide our movements. I was a little shivering in my heart, but the coach's few words intensified the tense atmosphere. The coach said: "Take off in a while!" When jumping off the cliff, you must jump straight out of the cliff, don’t shrink your body because of fear, you must be straight, otherwise, once you curl your body, the umbrella will not be able to hold up, and we will hang there, which is very dangerous.” After listening to it, I became even more scared. Who knows if my legs will soften and my body will shrink when I have a conditioned reflex?Even with a paraglider on his back, this is still jumping off a cliff. When I stood on the edge of the cliff with an umbrella on my back, my legs began to shake, and I was so nervous that the scene in front of me seemed a little blurred. I just hoped that this process would pass quickly, and I rushed out with my eyes closed Flying, I can put my heart back down to my stomach after flying. With this idea in mind, from the moment I put on the umbrella, I started to ask the coach like a repeater: "When to rush forward? When to fly?" Go forward? I'll go now and don't waste time!" In the face of my nervous urging, the coach patiently asked me to wait a while, and then stopped answering with a mysterious smile on his face. When I was a little delirious from the question, the coach suddenly came to my ear, and it was very slow. , Said very seriously: "No matter how anxious you are, or how scared you are, we can't rush forward now, it's useless to rush out, we can't fly, now we just need to quietly wait for the wind to come .” I was stunned for a moment, and during the few seconds I was stunned, I felt that something in my body was knocked away instantly, those things that had been pent up for a long time. "Wait for the wind to come?" The coach nodded: "If you want to fly, it's not enough to have the courage to rush forward. We have to stop, don't think about anything, let ourselves empty, just wait for the wind to come." Just wait for the wind to come. I knew that the coach was telling me the basics of paragliding, but the words "wait for the wind" made my eyes warm without warning. I was suddenly not afraid, and I suddenly realized that for so long, I have actually been sprinting on the road with all my money on my back. I thought that as long as I ran fast enough, I would always be able to fly, just like now. I ran all the way and couldn't see the take-off point, but I forced myself to believe that there was such a place. I ran all the way and threw away all the things I didn't think I needed, such as self-esteem, belief, useless self, superfluous Stubborn, I told myself that to pack lightly, I would put all my eggs in one basket, and I had to give up something to take off safely and fulfill my dreams, but these things I threw away kept chasing after me like a loving dog, I forced myself Don't look back, force yourself not to care, force yourself not to think that I have abandoned so much, but why others still treat me so coldly and indifferently, so it is uncertain whether you exist or not, but in fact, I understand better than anyone else in my heart, no one forces me Throwing away something, I forced myself to do this, I need others to respect me so much, because I despise myself, say things I don’t want to say, do things I don’t want to do, I’m already out of breath but I still force myself to speed up and speed up , It’s nothing more than because the road ahead is too far, I’m afraid that if I slack off for a second, I’ll be sent off the track. , why I never thought to tell myself: Wait, wait for the wind to come. There was silence all around, as if time stood still. The coach pointed to the woods on the hillside opposite me: "Look at them, look at the swaying of their leaves, that's the wind." When the swing of the leaves was getting bigger and bigger, and when the leaves made a pleasant rubbing sound, the coach said softly in my ear: "The wind is coming, let's fly." I nodded, took a deep breath, and rushed out straight into the wind. Behind me, Wang Can and Li Nuoxue also rushed down shouting. When we flew into the sky, the wind supported us, and with the airflow, we slowly circled up and down, just like a bird. Flying to the highest place, the wind became very strong, and it actually hit me, whizzing past my ears. I looked at the river, farmland and valley under my feet, and imagined that I was in it. Tiny black dots, invisible to the naked eye, I opened my arms and imagined that I could embrace the wind in my arms. Not far away, Wang Can yelled in the air and asked me: "Are you happy?" I gave him a thumbs up, wondering if he could see the smile on his face. "Cheng Yumeng! Your wish has come true. From now on, just return to Cheng Tianshuang!" Wang Canfei came to me, turned around, grinned at me, and said to me like this. In the howling wind, I nodded gently. As Cheng Yumeng, the story that happened in Nepal ends here. But Cheng Tianshuang's story is not over yet. (Editor’s note: “It’s about a girl named Cheng Yumeng’s experience in Nepal. Cheng Yumeng is Cheng Tianshuang’s pseudonym, and her personality is just as eager for success and bluffing as her pseudonym, but she experienced reflections during the journey, She finally has the courage to return to Cheng Tianshuang, to be her true self. This is the end of the novel, and the rest will be left to the readers to ponder.")