sinking in his peril

Zhong Ruoxi stood on the platform, in the cloudy weather, the wind was strong, but he saw the woman in a dark green coat, with black hair reaching her shoulders, holding a mobile phone in one hand, and coming out of the carriage with her head bowed.

He pushed aside the crowd and walked towards her quickly, but the crowd was so crowded that he only felt that he was walking slowly—it seemed that the connection between the two was like the only lead of a kite, but he didn't dare to pull it hard, he could only repeat it over and over again. He said in a low voice, "Stand still."

Zhizhi held the phone, seemed to understand something, and turned her head to look around.

Away from the crowd, he was wearing a black shirt and walking towards her——Zhizhi suddenly felt that she had misread, subconsciously looked down at the phone in her hand, and said hesitantly, "Is that you? "

So far away, he finally smiled comfortably: "It's me, you stand still, I'll come to you." He smiled so easily, and suddenly felt at ease in her heart, she finally stood still, waiting for him to come.

Zhizhi closed the phone and waved to him.

Zhong Ruoxi could see very clearly that the white mobile phone she held in her hand was sparkling with diamonds even in the dark weather.But he doesn't care at all anymore, he really doesn't care if she uses this phone or not.Because at this moment, he didn't say anything, he just hugged her into his arms, resting his chin just beside her ear, and his warm breath blew her hair slightly.

Her face was pale, her eye circles were blue, and she curled up tiredly in his arms.

He accurately grasped her fear, and comforted her in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, it's okay." His hands did not relax, and he hugged her tightly to his chest.

Zhizhi closed her eyes and relaxed slowly. She really felt scared because she was afraid that it would be too late—for three years, it was only because of that little knot that she rarely expressed affection to her parents; That man—he tried hard to get close to her, and he said, "You must be more patient than me." At that moment, his heart was pounding, but he still hardened his heart and ignored her.

She slowly stretched her arms around his waist, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in his ear, "I'm so sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."

Zhong Ruoxi lowered her head, her cheeks were slightly blush, but her eyes were clear and soft. In her impression, she had never looked at her like this—it was just a faint gaze, but it had time to be doomed to entanglement for a lifetime.

The ticket Zhizhi bought was to go to a provincial capital in the west, and then transfer to Dunhuang.After getting enough sleep on the train, I got off the train alive and kicking. I saw that it was still early, so I went out of the train station to eat the most famous beef noodles.Although beef noodle restaurants are now spread all over the country, she feels that it is really delicious in the place of origin - such hand-pulled noodles, with large slices of beef, and delicious soup, ordering a big bowl, but she just feels more than enough.

Back at the station to wait for the train, I felt that although the waiting hall was large, it was so dark that it was suffocating. It was not the peak of passenger traffic, but it was still crowded with people. The aisles were full of bags and smelled like instant noodles.Zhizhi, however, does not hate it in all her heart. When she was a student, waiting for this moment was always the most heartwarming. When she got on the train, she was always tired and unable to cheer up.Every time her parents had to go to the station to pick her up, Zhizhi played her temper and was reluctant, always looking forward to the moment in her mind when she dragged a big suitcase and rang the doorbell in front of the house—it could surprise her family and be dignified. Show that you have grown up.

It's a pity that for four years, family members always came to pick her up every time-who let herself have too many bits and pieces?It can't fit a single box—my father is always worried that she won't be able to carry it by herself, but Zhizhi actually laughs, every time she sweetly calls other uncles for help in the car, there will always be crowds of people who respond to her—sweet, and She shouted happily, and someone even helped her get off the car all the way.

This time her burden was only the travel bag on her back, and she felt proud - she used to envy those travelers with simple luggage, but once it was her turn, she couldn't reduce the burden of luggage no matter what.So without complaint or regret, I followed the big team and moved towards the ticket gate step by step.

I found my own berth, packed up my things, and leaned against the head of the bed, my lips were slightly dry and cracked, and my hands seemed to be rough with a gritty rubbing feeling—is the weather in the Northwest different? As I imagined, even my hair stiffened as if charged with static electricity.

She didn't think it was wrong, on the contrary, she always felt that only in this way could she deserve the name of the bold and rough west.Always staying in the drizzle and warm Jiangnan water town, I am afraid that no matter how tough a hero is, he will be softened by the tide.

The car body shook for a while, and the train announcement had already started.The swaying rhythm was slow and gentle, much like a cradle—so he wrapped himself in a quilt that smelled of disinfectant, and fell asleep soundly.

But I don't know how to miss the scenery along the way.

When she woke up, it was already sunset, and she looked out the window, the endless green grassland, unexpectedly there were large flocks of sheep in the shape of white clouds, no matter how gorgeous the neon clothes were, they were far inferior to the pure nature. The combination of gold, green and white colors is as coordinated as a speeding movie location.

She devoured everything outside the window with her eyes almost greedily. She never imagined that there could be a pastoral area with fertile water and grass in the barren Gobi wilderness.It's just a pity to spend the good time in sleep again and again.

The terrain of the western province is long and narrow, and the section where the train travels happens to be the most sparsely populated section, but the scenery is unexpectedly good - looking back from the window, several trains meet at a turning point, driving mightily On the plain, the snow-capped mountains in the distance remind people of Liang Yusheng's "Biography of the Glacier Goddess".

Until the stars dimmed, and the scenery outside the window could no longer be seen clearly, Zhizhi looked away reluctantly, and ate something casually, only then did she see Zhong Ruoxi's text message, board the plane today, and return to City A tomorrow.

I sent him a text message back, but tried to send it again and again, but always failed, probably because the place is too desolate, and the mobile signal is not covered--I had to give up in discouragement.Pour yourself a glass of water before going to bed. The hot water bleach on the train smells pungent, so she just drank a few sips, frowning, but she couldn't tell why.

Get off the bus on the second day, but it is actually far away from Dunhuang - it is said that there are still two or three hours' drive, but the name of the small station is cozy, it is called Liuyuan - presumably the wind of folding willows was very strong back then, and the frontier fortress was even worse. That's it - that's how it got its name.The morning in the northwest was very cold, and the exhaled breath turned into white mist, so I hurried on a small bus. The car was a little dirty, but it didn't hinder my happy mood.

The three-hour drive was a bit long, but when Zhizhi saw the melon orchards along the way, she couldn't help but widen her eyes in amazement—then she laughed at herself. She had learned in junior high school textbooks that Xinjiang's melons and fruits are the best in the world, and it must be due to the large temperature difference. Because of the high sugar content.