Tales on the Green Train

Zhang Yan hugged a bag of clothes like he was hugging a fluffy teddy bear. He curled himself up on the seat in the waiting room and remained motionless, as if in a trance.Hu Bing didn't come, and he didn't change his ticket, so he stayed until the boarding time of the next day.

Hu Bing in the hospital was also lying motionless on the bed, in fact he couldn't move either - Da Chao's kick broke his battered ribs.Hu Bing guessed that the people outside had already started planning blind dates and forced marriages for him, and they would probably find a girl for him to empathize with.Thinking of this, Hu Bing would rather lie in a hospital bed for the rest of his life.

However, the fact does not seem to be the case-

The first person he saw when he opened his eyes was not his parents, but his own uncle.The uncle's face was wrinkled, and his frowning looked serious like a deadly ghost.The first sentence he spoke was: "Your mother was so angry that you entered the hospital."

Hu Bing finally came back to his senses, and looked back at him with a pale and terrified face.

The uncle deliberately panted and added: "The blood pressure is too high, and I have a cerebral hemorrhage in a hurry, and I haven't finished the inspection yet—hmph, that friend of yours is really interesting, there is no disadvantage at all, your mother will be re-entered the hospital as soon as he leaves. "

Hu Bing, who had five of the six gods absent, didn't understand the causal relationship.

"It's fine if your mother can stand up. If you can't stand up in the future, you will have to take care of this family, and you won't be able to get out of the far away. As for that person, don't even think about it. Let's break up now."

Hu Bing's tongue felt bitter for a while, and he suddenly wondered what the purpose of life is in this world?Simply close your eyes and lean against the head of the bed.He was so overwhelmed by the saliva that he couldn't breathe, there were not many places on his body that didn't hurt, and he really didn't want to enjoy this baptism anymore.

He endured the pain and took a few breaths of relief: "...Where is my mobile phone?"

The uncle's eyes turned cold in an instant: "At your father's place, you should take good care of it first, and don't think about other things-do you have to make your mother mad? How old are you?!"

Hu Bing's nose was sore, irritability and pain came to his heart together, he had never been so embarrassed and so desperate in his life.He suddenly felt like an ugly swan strayed into a flock of ducks, unable to understand each other's words and thoughts.But even the ugliest swan is still a swan, he is born as a human being but cannot be changed.

Hu Bing, who has been stubborn for six years, finally began to doubt—did he really do something wrong?It is said that it is the seven-year itch, and the seventh year has just begun before being cut off with a knife.His heart hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe.

"... When did the doctor say I could get out of bed?"

"It takes at least three months for the bones to grow well."

"Um……"

He was paralyzed on the bed, it was a capitalized "goodbye, no see off", but the uncle didn't seem to understand.

More than half a month later, when Hu Bing was able to move a little, the relatives who accompanied him pushed him to Mama Hu's hospital bed, and let them see what he had done.

When Hu Bing saw his mother lying on the bed half of her body could not move, and could only scream "ahhh", the rope in his heart finally broke.He has always felt that in his spiritual world there is an iron chain on the turbulent river. It is all his principles and bottom line. It is invincible. Although it has been weathered and rusted, it is enough to support him to persist One's own principles will not get lost in the complicated world.

But now it finally broke, fell to pieces and fell into the rushing river, never to be found again.

Hu Bing had a very strange feeling—he felt that he died suddenly, and he could even see his soul leaving his body, and he looked back at him to say goodbye to him.

The tears that had endured for many days finally flowed down his face. He stretched out his arms to cover his eyes, and said with a slight sob, "Give me the phone."

After a while, a heavy object was stuffed into his hand.He didn't move his hand until he was pushed out.

At this time, Zhang Yan, who was in Yancheng, had already packed his things consciously, waiting for the master's order at any time, and he would obediently leave.

Half a month later, he finally arrived——

Hu Bing lay on the bed, covered his eyes with his arms and said, "I'm sorry for you..."

Zhang Yan said indifferently "Oh", as if he heard the sentence "Eat bean paste stuffed buns this morning", but tears flowed out instantly.

"Your stuff," Zhang Yan pinched his nose, "Shall I send it to you?"

Hu Bing called out with nostalgia: "...Baby."

The calm Zhang Yan managed to maintain finally broke. He supported the table and squatted on the ground crying, "I said that if you lied to me, I would hate you for the rest of my life...Why are you..." He kept crying, Snot and tears mixed together.

Zhang Yan cried into the phone for a long time, and suddenly blamed him with a more serious tone like a question: "Since there will be today, why did you bother me in the first place?!"

Hu Bing couldn't speak, and didn't want to find any reason for himself.At this moment, he wished that Zhang Yan would break his other ribs from the air. It would be better to kick him to the Queen Mother and ask him what crime he did in his previous life to treat him like this now.

But at this moment he can only say: "I'm sorry for you..."

"Enough! . . . I don't want to hear any more." Could you say something else?

Zhang Yan asked, "Can I still see you?"

Hu Bing still said "I'm sorry".

The two cried for a long time, and finally calmed down, Hu Bing began to say his farewell speech: "You are my first love, and all my youth, but now I understand that not all likes can be together... ...Thank you for being with me for so many years."

His words were very rational and calm, as if he had finally found a solution to a math problem, with a smell of dust settled.

Zhang Yan finally calmed down and said, "Are you sure you want to divide?"

Only this time Hu Bing said: "Yes."

"Okay, I see. Goodbye." After the negotiation was over, he hung up the phone.

Within a few days, Hu Bing discovered that Zhang Yan's QQ and mobile phone numbers had become dead numbers—Zhang Yan was trying his best to get rid of his past.Regarding his personality traits, Hu Bing didn't know whether to comfort him or not.

Forget it, forget it, forget the past to start a new life.

Zhang Yan spoke ruthlessly, and did things absolutely, but things belonged to things, and feelings belonged to feelings. He packed his suitcases neatly, but he stayed in the original house and never left.Because Hu Bing's luggage is still here, since the luggage is still there, he will come back sooner or later.

But gradually half a year passed, and no outsider had stepped into this room.It wasn't until he came back from get off work one day that he found that all the scattered things in the house had been taken away, and what was taken away happened to be Hu Bing's things.Zhang Yan understood, that person really didn't want to see him again, and he deliberately staggered the time when he came back.

Zhang Yan had no more thoughts, dragged his miscellaneous goods to the flea market, and planned to leave the city with only a few clothes.He sat on the steps of the station and looked at the bright moon in the sky. It happened to be the fifteenth day, and the ground was as clean as silver.He watched the moon for a long time, and when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw that there was still a person standing beside her. Her bangs were pulled up, and Zhang Yan almost didn't recognize her.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Yue looked at his luggage and asked.

Zhang Yan said "I don't know" first, and then began to think about this question: "Go and see my mother first, and then go abroad."

"Oh, where are you going?"

"do not know."

Both of them were silent for a long time without speaking, probably because they had their own concerns, but they didn't even feel that the atmosphere was embarrassing.

"You...have you broken up?" Jiang Yue said after a long time.

Zhang Yan finally glanced at her again, Jiang Yue had a kind of cowardice, so she always seemed a little careless.Although anyone who knows her well knows that she is neither stupid nor lacking.

"You always knew?"

"Um--"

Zhang Yan didn't know what came to his mind, he suddenly looked at the moon and muttered: "I also knew it a long time ago, but I just forgot it accidentally."

If I accidentally forgot, these six years have passed.

A phone call interrupted the silent atmosphere, Zhang Yan suddenly jumped up from the phone and ran away dragging the suitcase.

Jiang Yue looked at his back and watched him get into the taxi.In fact, she almost said to him in a joking tone just now: "It's a big deal, I'll take care of you!" It's just that she couldn't control her mouth very much.

When she met again, she found that her nostalgia for him was not as strong as before, and she was no longer so timid to see him.Maybe it's because of the subtle influence of distance and time, maybe it's because of sex.

Jiang Yue looked at the full moon in the sky. In recent years, she and her husband have been having conflicts, big and small. This time, they have been separated for half a year. I don't know if they will get together again.The breakup like theirs is a serious breakup, and couples who are together as a joke are probably rare in the world.It's just that after so many years of tossing and tossing, some feelings of sympathy and sympathy can't help but arise.

Zhang Yan got into a taxi and went all the way to the People's Hospital, only to catch up with Jin Guowei for the last time.Jin Guowei was stubborn and didn't like to bother others. When he was transferred to Yancheng, no one knew except the family who accompanied him in the bed.For a moment, everyone got the letter and rushed to the hospital.

Only after seeing him did Zhang Yan realize that the person who said he was "okay" every time he called was actually not nice at all. He was so thin that he had already lost his face, and he almost didn't recognize him.

The people around the hospital bed were crying because they were afraid that the corpse would rot because of the hot weather, so they entered the crematorium the day after they left...

Everyone waited outside, watching helplessly as a flesh and blood person turned into a pile of loess when he came out, ashes to ashes to ashes.

Zhang Yan, who was hit by a double blow, didn't have any temper at all, and he returned to a strange calmness.The funeral was held in the Acropolis. Yang Peidong and Wang Huifeng were worried about following him, and kept persuading him: "Just cry..."

Zhang Yan didn't respond.

After the funeral, Yang Peidong and Wang Huifeng simply dragged him back to Yang Peidong's home. The two looked at him backwards, as if they were watching animals in a zoo for fear that he would run away.Wang Huifeng didn't know why, but Yang Peidong was a doctor anyway, so he still had a say in this aspect.

After Jin Guowei left, Zhang Yan no longer studied with Liu Guolin. He had already made up his mind to go abroad—he couldn't stay in this damn place any longer.It's just that it takes a while for the visa to be issued, and it's hard for him to meet his mother before he leaves in this state.Therefore, I still live a life like an "animal" in a daze.

One day, Yang Peidong came in and pinched his chin and stuffed him with a mouthful of pills. Zhang Yan, who had been hungry for several days and hadn't eaten, had no power to fight back, so he had to swallow it with all his might before asking, "What did you give me?"

"Calcium, iron, zinc and selenium supplements," Yang Peidong said angrily. "A friendly reminder, your stomach is not good. If you starve for a few more days, you will basically die here."

"There is no joy in life, no fear in death..."

"Fuck off! I'll take you to the medical examination tomorrow on vacation, and I'll get a few injections first—Huifeng made some porridge, drink some."

"I don't want to eat it, I'm sick..."

Yang Peidong: "..."

It seems that there is no major problem, and you can still make jokes when you are so bearish-but who knows if it will come back to life.

"Don't want to eat? You can come down and take two steps to see if you can still stand up."

Zhang Yan didn't move, Yang Peidong thought he couldn't get up anymore, so he bent down to hug him, "Hook my neck, come, let's take you out for something to eat first."

Yang Peidong wanted him to sit up, but Zhang Yan didn't cooperate at all. He struggled with the posture for a long time, and finally gave him a romantic princess hug.Zhang Yan was obviously taken aback for a moment, and looked at him with familiar and nostalgic eyes.

"Don't covet my body|body," Yang Peidong joked.

Wang Huifeng in the living room had already set up a table full of soup, soup, and water in a very homely and virtuous manner. Seeing the two people coming out of the bedroom, his expression froze obviously.

Zhang Yan was safely placed on the sofa by him, Wang Huifeng served him a bowl of porridge, and the two of them waited on him from left to right like serving a grandpa. Zhang Yan's face turned blue and white: "Is there Someone come to give me a drug test?"

Yang Peidong stretched out a hand and was about to take a picture of his forehead, when he suddenly thought that this person is now "disabled and strong", a beautiful glass mirror, which is easy to break with a slap, so he simply attacked with tongue: "It's delicious Your rice, you don’t have to worry about biting your tongue when you eat and talk!”

Zhang Yan took a bite, and his stomach that had been empty for a few days immediately began to growl. He couldn't help but frowned and curled up covering his stomach. Yang Peidong stretched out a hand to stroke him: "I have to eat it even if it hurts. That’s the price of dieting—it doesn’t hurt to eat for a few more days.”

Zhang Yan followed the doctor's advice and began to bite the bullet and eat.

Wang Huifeng looked at the two without saying a word. This kind of tender and delicate occasion might not be suitable for a rough guy like him who rolls in the mud.

After three months of this, Zhang Yan was relieved from the pain. The depression in his heart was like ice, and finally slowly turned into water, which flowed out with tears.Although the whole person was much thinner than before, Yang Peidong finally breathed a sigh of relief - it is a good thing to be able to cry, and it will be fine if the tears dry up the wound.

Zhang Yan gradually had emotions. Although they were all bad emotions, he looked like a normal person anyway, not like a hollowed out mummy, neither human nor ghost.

He packed his luggage, got his visa and planned to leave.Yang Peidong babbled a lot of "personal hygiene issues" to him, for fear that he would be tricked into contracting some kind of disease by mistake—he may have had dangerous encounters, so he attached great importance to this aspect.

Zhang Yan was speechless, and before he left, he said: "I'm going to live with my father, why can't I openly bring a man home?" This chatter was temporarily suspended.

But it wasn't until after he left the country that the chatter started again, but it was transformed into words...