Chapter 30 Unspoken rules of turning back

Because we contacted the tour group on the first day, a car came to pick us up after four o’clock the next day. I don’t know whether it’s because I’m too forgetful or I’m whitewashing this peace too well. This second day was like another day. The car drove smoothly towards Mount Tai. I didn't sleep well yesterday and got up early today, so I leaned on Su Yawen's shoulder and ran all the way to the foot of Mount Tai.There are too many people, walking up in the dark, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, seeing this scene is still discounted a lot, I can't help but feel sad for this beautiful nature, and by the way, I will scold this whizzing straight into people's clothes The cool breeze at the bottom of the mountain made the hairs on my arms stand on end.

Su Yawen looked down and said, "You wait here, I'm going to buy two shirts." When I looked at it, there really was a business opportunity selling big shirts down there, so I hurriedly said, "Go, go!" He turned and went down, and I folded my arms and waited.Suddenly, my shoulders sank, and my heart skipped a beat. Was someone messing with me? !Looking back, hey, it really is a hairy hand, the hair is so long that it can be used as a glove.It was a foreigner who smiled at me with a bright smile, and I smiled back, and he withdrew his hand for a few moments and said a lot.

Several words are very familiar, but I really don't understand, I can only continue to smile at him with the same expression. Probably because I didn't understand, he kept wowing for a few miles, and I kept on laughing. A student couple from behind came over, and the girl took the conversation gracefully. Although her spoken language was not fluent and her expression was a bit blunt, the two of them pointed their fingers at each other, and the foreigner left very satisfied. For this young couple, I expressed my sincere appreciation: "Well done, you have given us Chinese people a face!"

They were also quite embarrassed: "It's okay, we have practiced oral English." They looked at me again: "It seems that you are also students, and you are also skipping classes like us to climb Mount Tai while the tourist season is not in season." "Us?" As soon as I turned around, I saw Su Yawen laughing at me with two clothes, and when I saw him, he walked over slowly. I pinched his arm: "You have been standing there since just now, you say you are a real sea turtle, so you are ashamed to see me as a soil turtle here?" He just smiled and said nothing, but the young couple helped him out: "Actually, there's nothing shameful about it. We happen to be majoring in English. We're both sophomores this year so we can barely talk to him. It's normal if you don't understand." .”

When he said this, I squinted at the corner of Su Yawen's wide mouth... It's even more embarrassing! ! The young couple who took the rescue as the vest and the blow as the real body finally left. I took the shirt in Su Yawen's hand and put it on. Although it was numb, it was indeed much warmer, and the two of them began to climb up. It was not yet dawn, and the surrounding area was dark. Although there were occasional lights outside the mountain road, they were not too bright, so we could only follow the crowd.But they still have to hold hands, firstly to prevent being scattered by the crowd, and secondly, they can still hold hands in case they step on empty space.After climbing like this for almost an hour, I was finally killed, and I sat down on the side of the road in despair: "I can't walk anymore."

He urged: "It's already here, let's move on." I cheated: "Then you carry me on your back." He readily agreed: "Okay." Now I am stunned, this dark mountain road is not flat... He smiled and pulled me up, his eyes were black and bright in the thin mist of the mountain forest, and there was a kind of firmness: "The road of two people, if you are tired, just lie on my back and let me carry you. Anyway, you can always get there." terminal." I think this is very philosophical, but since he is willing to suffer me, he has the audacity to rush directly at me.

Just laying on the human mat for a while, I felt sorry, so I said: "Look at your hard physical labor, why don't I, a half-toned literary youth, recite to you a poem I just composed? " He said, "Okay." I took a long breath of fresh air, and read aloud with deep affection: "From a distance, it looks like mountains and peaks on the sides, with different heights and slopes. I don't know the true face of Mount Tai, because I am in this mountain." He pondered for a while and said, "No, is this your original work? Why does it sound so familiar to me? Hey, isn't this written by Su Shi?"

I took advantage of my posture and patted him on the shoulder: "Why are you so ignorant? I said it is original, of course it is original. I may have read Su Shi's poem before, so I was influenced by him accidentally, but it still does not affect my original poem." nature." He shook his head: "Your influence is really big enough, you copied it almost unchanged." I became angry from embarrassment: "What is general? He wrote ridges and peaks, and wrote them without knowing their true colors, so future generations can't write them? According to your opinion, the Preface to the Tengwang Pavilion and the Preface to the Lanting Collection are still plagiarized. Why are so many martial arts off the cliff? It’s not even more plagiarism! Besides, you are still kissing me with Su Shi, and you don’t even have the consciousness of turning black and white right and wrong, how can you be my relatives and friends?!”

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, okay, you guys have a similar style of writing at most." Children can be taught, and I nodded appreciatively: "This is not bad, let's say it clearly, I am paying tribute to the great Mr. Su Shi with this poem." He also booed: "You are too modest. How can you boo with him with your artistic attainments? Without him, you will still be glorious through the ages. I even feel that he was born a few hundred years earlier than you, otherwise he must be You are a faint little ray of light under the scorching sun."

I almost burst into tears, and I couldn't help but patted the two paws that were originally around his neck, you are so talented! ! He was rather modest, and didn't appreciate my applause, but murmured a few times: "I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, only because I live in this mountain." I asked, "What are you talking about?" He was like guessing a riddle: "I was wondering whether I am in Mount Lu or you are in Mount Lu." I deeply despise his IQ: "None of us is there, we are all on Mount Tai!" He froze for a moment, then laughed too, especially joyously, which surprised me so much.

Just as I was about to ask him which direction the wind was blowing from, I had already reached the top of the mountain.I jumped off his back, pulled him into a better position, and looked up at the sky. The sky, which was still as dark as ink just now, has gradually brightened up. To our delight, Uncle Ri lived up to expectations and came out without keeping us waiting. When that round of rays of light slid across the sea level for the first time, no words could describe the majestic spirit of swallowing mountains and rivers.How insignificant human beings are in the face of such uncanny workmanship of nature, and the fame and fortune we are crazy about become ridiculously sad at this moment.There is not only admiration in my heart, but also sadness, because I know it is too short, only this moment, it is even more beautiful, the feeling of wishing to be transformed into it is hopeless. But it's not just hopeless, in front of this god-given picture, all the joys and sorrows seem to be turned into nothingness, and at this moment, it seems that all the most subtle emotions hidden in the deepest part of the heart overflowed the chest.I tightly, could only use all my strength to grasp the sign language of the people around me incoherently, and my voice was trembling with excitement: "Look, how beautiful this is! It's so fucking beautiful, isn't it? Isn't it?! manager?" With one hand on the back of my hand, Su Yawen looked back at me with a strangely calm voice: "Qin Qing, what did you call me just now?" I turned around in a daze, and his face was covered with a layer of golden and red morning light, which was dazzlingly brilliant, but his eyes were like the deepest and deepest pool of cold water, and he just asked me plainly: "Do you know what you just said?" What did you call me?" There was a return train at 10:35 in the morning. I was sitting by the window, next to a mother with a three or four-year-old child. The child kept crying for some reason, high-pitched and piercing.The curtains cannot be drawn in the station, and anxious or empty faces from outside have rushed by, but he is not there. He said not to say goodbye, he said he never wanted each other to see each other's backs. He did what he said, but he didn't come. The people in the car gradually settled down, and the sweet female voice on the horn reminded us that the train was about to start. Looking out of the window for the last time, I still saw him, that familiar figure behind the crowd. He really doesn't talk much. It was he who said to keep walking like this, so as not to get lost.But he also said that he was wrong from the beginning, and he was the fork that made me lose my way.It was he who said that I was tired from walking, and he would carry me to the finish line.But he also said that in fact, the harder you work on some things, the more counterproductive they will be. He said: "You have been in Lushan Mountain, and I want to accompany you there, but there is always a sunrise that can dispel the fog. I don't want you to regret it in the future, and I don't want you to blame me in the future." He said: "I have seen it a little bit these days, and I have seen it clearly again and again, so don't be so cruel and let me tell this fact myself." He said: "While that person is still waiting for you at the same place, go back and find him before it is too late, don't be like me." He never said anything. He never lied. Two years ago, he lied to me. Two years later, he lied to himself. He spoke every sentence so calmly, as if it had nothing to do with him, but I could see his pervasive sadness, but he still insisted on pushing me away.Because he knows that those beautiful sunrises and all the gifts in life, I have secretly hoped to share them with another person. I can lie to myself that I can go on like this, but he can't bear it. In fact, he never had the heart for me, how gentle and merciful. And I have always been passive, on the road paved by others, let others pull me, move forward step by step. It turned out that I was the least brave and selfish person. All the time, like a tortoise, even things like giving up have to be done for me by the person I give up. The train left the station slowly, the speed gradually increased, and finally the familiar figure could no longer be seen. I pressed my head against the car window, tears streaming down my face. Thank you for your smile, which once confused my years; thank you for your few words, which once made me sleepless for countless nights; thank you for your warm hand, which once held me through those years.Thank you for loving me so well when I didn't know anything about love; thank you for making me smile when I think of you; thank you for hurting me, making me feel overwhelmed In addition, let me learn to grow; thank you for looking back, let me summon up the courage and confidence in love; thank you for letting go, let me pursue the direction of my happiness. How fortunate I should be that the first part of my life is to walk with you, although I am destined not to reach the end. Let me thank you, give me empty joy, I will never forget... When the train arrived at the station, the sky was a little rainy, and when we got off the train, there were many strange eyes beside us.It was only then that I realized that I was still wearing Taishan commemorative clothes, with four blood-red characters stuck on the back, plus the ecstasy shorts and cloth shoes, the whole thing was a melon-selling Wangpo. When I got into a taxi outside, the driver asked cheerfully, "Just came back from Mount Tai?" I nod, seeing my swollen, walnut eyes in the rearview mirror. The master started the car: "Where are you going?" Originally, he wanted to announce the name of the school, but when it came to his lips, he gave Song Ziyan's address. I got out of the car in a daze, and stood in front of the familiar gate, I... dare not enter. Although I concealed it very well, I am not used to no one slapping my face every morning to wake me up.I'm not used to nobody confiscating my small notebooks every night.Even if I don't get cold eyes from him every day, I feel wrong all over. Well, I have to admit that I do have the M physique of being squeezed, ravaged, ruled, exploited, and used. I always miss him. I was awkward and unwilling to admit it, but I already cared about him in my heart. I am Sun Houzi, who can turn over in a somersault, but his soul has already been suppressed by him at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain. But when I resigned, he answered so blithely, without sloppiness or nostalgia at all, and he didn't even ask for my liquidated damages, which is equivalent to being a back-payer, and he was willing to let me go. Harvard, Harvard, I used to just sit on the sidelines, but now I guess I can't even get into the school. I feel sorry for myself. He lowered his head and sighed for a while, when he looked up, suddenly there was a big scary face in front of him. Uncle Wang stared at me for a long time, then sighed: "Hey, little fox, you finally got it right this time." I'm bored, why do you think I went for plastic surgery every time I disappear for a while! ! Could it be that your son or daughter's family runs a plastic surgery hospital? ! I opened my mouth to refute, but he had already walked back with his hands behind his back, shaking his head as he walked: "It's a pity that your surgery failed so badly this time, your eyes look like walnuts, no wonder Mr. Song's face is gloomy these days." When he said this, I hurried over: "Mr. Song is in a bad mood these days?" He earnestly taught: "Although Mr. Song is a person who has seen big scenes, you can't use these eyes to test his patience? Xiaohu, you have to listen to my advice, who doesn't want his lover to be beautiful?" , you are already not up to the standard, and now you are getting worse. I am not telling you, before the operation is successful, you have to watch him closely, and be careful that the waves will beat you to death on the beach. " =.= Forget it, I won't inquire with you anymore, if the news hasn't come out, I guess I'll be so angry that my chest explodes and I die. But I still had a kind of secret joy in my heart. I was obviously vacillating, but in the end, this old man had a discerning eye for a hero and picked me out. This is God's will, and God let me in. (Anyone who sticks at the door can be found, and you have been promoted to God's will, and the sky will strike you to death with lightning!) So I walked in, and when I got out of the elevator, I remembered that Song Ziyan would not be at home in the company at this time.The door was locked and my key was still at school, so I just sat down and waited. Leaning against the wall, I went through the process of our acquaintance from beginning to end, and found that he definitely has feelings for me!He has always been very special to me, but this special is also very special, because this special is not very good. The way we get along is more like, occasionally he dug a hole for me to jump into, but more often I dig a hole myself, and he pushes me lightly.Then, step by step, I was reduced to an electric blanket for the cooking woman to warm the bed and a little girl film for people to order. But there is no identity that can show that he has male and female feelings for me. But if there is no emotion, why did he give me so many identities? I looked up to the ceiling and sighed, a man's heart is really a needle in the sea. After thinking about it, I guess the biggest problem now is that after I make such a fuss, I guess I can't even make a cook, a woman, an electric blanket, a girl's film... Thinking about it, I fell asleep with my head on my curled knees. It was awakened by a burst of footsteps, regular and steady steps that could be distinguished with eyes closed. I looked up, and it really was him. I opened my mouth but didn't know what to say, so I could only watch helplessly.And he was just startled almost imperceptibly when he saw me, and then walked past me indifferently, as if he didn't know me. I watched him take out the key and open the door as usual, without looking at me again.The little tortoise in my heart began to shrink its head into its shell again, I felt that I was really enough, what was wishful thinking! After a long pause, I stood up leaning on the wall, my feet were a little numb, I turned around and wanted to go back.But I couldn't move away, because I was reluctant, because I was unwilling.I only realized my cowardice and passivity in the morning. Do I have to let these two play out again in the afternoon?I seem to see the mocking smile on the little turtle's mouth. But I love this man so much, I can't leave him from the bottom of my heart.I took a deep breath, people always have to go all out once, this time I gathered all the courage I hadn't mustered in the past 20 years in Dantian, and decided to throw it out even if it was embarrassing! I walked to the door aggressively, raised my hand to knock on it, but the door was not closed, I was too imposing, too strong, and knocked open all at once. I was stunned, and Song Ziyan's equally astonished face was inside the door. I saw him standing at the door with his hands still hanging in the air, so I actively greeted him: "Hey, hey, you want to go out?" He was a little unnatural at first, but when he heard this, he pursed his lips, his face darkened, and he walked back. What am I talking about without thinking? !The aura just now was gone all of a sudden, and besides, seeing the other person's posture, he would leave as soon as he saw me, and he probably didn't want to see me all the time. The little turtle in his heart stood at the elevator door and waved to me: "Come back, come back~" The footsteps began to retreat slowly unconsciously. But looking at the light gray figure drinking from a water glass with his back turned to me, I couldn't walk away. Without doing anything, I rushed over and hugged him from behind. He froze, but he didn't refuse.I leaned my head on his back and murmured: "I'm home." On his back, I could feel his breath suffocating, and after only suffocation, his cold voice came over, clearly and indifferently, he said: "Let go."