Chapter 4 1. Slip off like silk

The last time he ran like a boy was because he was chasing something, and that was the train. When he started running, he was still far away from the train. It was on a shortcut—not a shortcut, but a way to the platform without buying a ticket. He ran bravely that day, jumping over a fire hydrant, jumping over a dog, and bypassing a street stall selling mobile phone chains just like shooting an advertisement.Just then, he bumped into someone. Standing in front of him was his mother, his face blushed instantly, and he was about to walk back.His mother grabbed him, and then he looked at his mother, and found that she was different from what he imagined... Well, I can't say that, in fact, she didn't change much from her before, but her face was so pale Because of the lack of sleep, the freckles on her face became more and more obvious, and she just stared at him solemnly and sadly.

Seeing his mother's haggard look, Jiang Rizhao should have comforted her, at least rubbing her arm repeatedly.But behind the mother is the train, and she stands in front of the train with her hips akimbo, blocking her son's ideal image of a dominatrix, which is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.Just then the train started to steam and make whining noises.This does not mean that the train is about to leave, but Jiang Rizhao suddenly became anxious, pushed his mother aside and walked on. Mom grabbed him. Jiang Rizhao began to have a stomachache, and moaned palely, "Let me go!"

"No!" Mom repeated, nails digging into his flesh. At this time, many people gathered around.They tried their best to conceal their identities as onlookers, pretending that they were just passing by, only turning their heads slightly to their side to pay attention, while their feet were still pacing slowly.The staff on the platform and the mother who was holding the little girl all looked at them with curious expressions that pretended to be indifferent.Only the migrant workers in white vests didn't care much about being defined as people with an empty life. They circled the mother and son loosely, clapping and applauding from time to time.

Jiang Rizhao knew that he was not a pure escaper, because while he was struggling, he observed the expressions of the people around him, and at the same time yelled some meaningless threats to his mother.When he heard the radio telling the passengers who were sending relatives and friends to get off the train, he realized that the war had dragged on for too long, so he tried his best to break away from his mother and ran to the train in a panic.The migrant workers didn't expect to see the end of the story, so they shouted, clapped and stamped their feet with joy. He couldn't stand the applause of the crowd, and he wanted to modify the ending of the story in a superfluous way.He rushed back at an extremely fast speed, and forcibly pulled the bag that she had been hanging on her body all year round from her mother's arm.As he wished, the cheers of the crowd went up to a higher level, louder, and mixed with booing to his mother: "Oh—oh——" Someone shouted to Jiang Rizhao: "Run faster!" One point, lest she catch up with you!"

Amidst the loud voices of the crowd, Jiang Rizhao ran until his feet were weak, his legs were almost half of their original length, but he jumped onto the train at an astonishing speed. Jiang Rizhao stood between the two carriages of the train, opened the window, with a complicated expression, no, simply looking out. The migrant workers pointed to his face, probably asking his mother, "Is that your son?" or, "Your son is really shameful." Mom couldn't bear them poking around on her shoulders, so she squatted down with her head in her arms.At this moment, Jiang Rizhao took out the wallet with the cartoon pattern printed on it from his mother's big bag with a complicated mood, and held it tightly in his hand. The bag is thrown out.Just as these things stopped mid-empty, the train started.

Remembering this, Jiang Rizhao still felt a little emotional.Mom is the only one standing in the way, though not because of her grand vision.Apart from this ineffective obstruction, Jiang Rizhao's journey away from home is as smooth as sailing on silk, until it leads to a murder case that stops abruptly.