leaving marks

It was still raining the next day, and there was not even time for people to catch their breath.

The meeting officially ended half a day in the morning. After lunch, Bai Chong asked Song Wenran to pack up, and they drove back to Chongfeng City immediately.

After getting in the car, Bai Chong was still regretful, "It's a pity that it's raining too much outside, otherwise I can go to the city for a stroll, it's pretty good here."

Song Wenran could only respond, "There will be opportunities in the future."

Bai Chong said: "Yes, young people, there are still many opportunities."

Song Wenran looked at Bai Chong from the rearview mirror, and Bai Chong was looking out of the car window, but the rain was too heavy, everything was shrouded in the rain curtain, and the city scenery could not be seen clearly at all.

The car went directly to the expressway not far from the urban area.

With his eyes closed, Bai Chong didn't know if he was asleep or resting his mind.

Song Wenran drove the car carefully. Later, he noticed that there were more and more cars in front of him, and his speed was greatly affected.Until the cars lined up in two rows on the expressway, they moved forward slowly.

"Traffic jam?" Bai Chong said suddenly.

Song Wenran said: "Yeah, I don't know what's going on, it stands to reason that there shouldn't be such a blockage at this time."

Today is not a holiday, or even a weekend. The speed of the cars on the expressway is affected by the rain. At most, they drive a little slower, but it is unreasonable to have such a heavy traffic jam.

Song Wenran glanced at the time, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.Even if it is suddenly unblocked, it will take them nearly four and a half hours to arrive, and it was already 06:30 at that time, not to mention the current congestion situation, it seems that it will not be relieved for a while.

Bai Chong said, "It's okay, just be patient."

Song Wenran nodded.

This slow queuing state lasted for two hours, and there were many traffic policemen standing in front of the next expressway exit.Only then did Song Wenran realize that the road ahead was blocked, and all the cars were queuing up to get off the highway from this exit.

When the car passed by a traffic policeman wearing a raincoat standing in the heavy rain, Bai Chong pushed down the window and asked, "Officer, can I ask what happened in front?"

The traffic police said: "The big river ahead has swelled and flooded the bridge, and the expressway is temporarily closed."

Song Wenran quickly asked, "When will you recover?"

The traffic policeman wiped the water off his face, "I don't know, depending on the rain, the flood control emergency system has been activated, so let's take a detour."

Bai Chong said, "Let's go, get out of the highway first."

With no other choice, Song Wenran could only drive off the expressway and come out of the toll booth. He parked the car on the side of the road and asked Bai Chong, "Shall we go back by the provincial road now?"

Bai Chong raised his head slightly, "Take a look at the navigation."

Song Wenran turned on the mobile phone navigation, and the route suggested that it would take about eight hours to go back by the provincial road, and it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

"Mr. Bai?" Song Wenran waited for Bai Chong's opinion.

Bai Chong frowned slightly, he thought for a while and said: "Let's go first, it will be too late later and it will be inconvenient, so just find a place to stay for one night, and continue to leave tomorrow."

Song Wenran said hello and started the car.

At around seven o'clock that night, they stopped in a small county town next to the provincial road for dinner, and then drove to the best hotel in the county town.The small county is small in size, but there are famous tourist attractions nearby, so it can be regarded as a tourist city.

Song Wenran went to park the car, and Bai Chong went to open the room with his ID card.

As a result, the lady at the front desk told him that there was only one big bed room left in the hotel.

"The last big bed room?" Bai Chong was a little surprised.

The front desk said: "There was a private room for tour groups, and then it seemed that the highway was blocked, and a lot of individual tourists suddenly increased temporarily, and now there is only this one."

"Are there other hotels nearby?" Bai Chong asked, looking back outside.It was still raining heavily, and driving in the heavy rain for a long time made him feel a little anxious.

The front desk said to him: "Also, but I guess the situation is similar to ours."

Bai Chong noticed that there seemed to be another customer dragging a suitcase in from the lobby, so he said to the front desk: "Then I will make a decision."

The hotel parking lot is on the ground. Song Wenran parked his car and ran into the hall in the rain. He was almost completely soaked in just a short distance.

Seeing him running in in the rain, Bai Chong said, "Why don't you take an umbrella?"

Song Wenran wiped the water off his face, "It's just a little distance."

"But you're soaked," Bai Chong looked at him.

Song Wenran tugged at the clothes that were attached to his body, "I'll take them off in the room later, maybe it will work if I hang them overnight."

Bai Chong held the key card between two fingers and handed it to him. Song Wenran thought it was his room key card, and when he reached out to pick it up, Bai Chong withdrew his hand suddenly, and said, "There is only this room. Squeeze with me at night."

Song Wenran didn't react for a while, but Bai Chong had already walked towards the elevator, "Come on."

After entering the hotel room, Song Wenran realized that this room was not a standard room, but a room with a double bed.

He stood in front of the TV cabinet a little helplessly, and said, "Big bed room?"

Bai Chong didn't seem to care too much, he walked to the window and closed the curtains, and at the same time answered Song Wenran's question, "Yes, there are not many choices in the big bed room."

After drawing the curtains, Bai Chong began to take off his coat, and at the same time glanced at Song Wenran, "Don't stand there stupidly, take off your wet clothes and hang them up, and then go take a shower first."

Song Wenran hesitantly raised his hand to unbutton his chest.

Bai Chong opened the cabinet and got him a set of bathrobes, put them on the bed, and urged him, "Go quickly, be obedient."

Song Wenran grabbed the bathrobe and went to the bathroom.

It wasn't until the hot water washed away that Song Wenran felt today's exhaustion. He drove in the heavy rain all afternoon and experienced long traffic jams. Now he just wanted to lie down and have a good sleep.

There was no extra change of clothes, so he could only wrap up his bathrobe after taking a shower, and hang up all the wet clothes he had changed.

The air conditioner in the room has been turned on, and the exhaust fan in the bathroom is also on, but he is still a little worried that the clothes will not be able to dry completely in the morning.

When he came out of the bathroom, Song Wenran saw Bai Chong was sitting on one side of the bed, writing something with his laptop on.

Seeing him come out, Bai Chong put the computer aside and said, "I called room service just now, someone will come to pick up your clothes later, send them to be washed and dried, and they will be delivered tomorrow morning."

Song Wenran nodded.

Bai Chong stood up, "Then I'm going to take a shower." He stood beside the bed and took off his clothes, only taking off his shirt, revealing his sturdy body.

Song Wenran walked to the other side of the bed and sat down, lowered his head and suddenly realized that he was not wearing anything under the bathrobe, and pulled the hem of the bathrobe awkwardly.

While Bai Chong was taking a shower, Song Wenran handed over the wet clothes to the hotel room service, then turned on the TV and went back to sit by the bed.

After Bai Chong came out, he didn't say anything, and sat down beside the bed in his bathrobe, continuing to write on the computer.

Song Wenran was afraid of disturbing him, so he turned down the volume of the TV.

Bai Chong noticed it, turned his head to look at him, and said, "It's okay, just look at yours."

Even though the TV was turned on, the room seemed very quiet. Song Wenran could clearly hear the sound of Bai Chong's fingers pressing the keyboard. The atmosphere was neither natural nor uncomfortable. Song Wenran had been in the army for so many years. It's not too little time for a familiar man to spend alone.If the other party was not Bai Chong, he would even be willing to have a few words with him, but because it was Bai Chong, it was difficult for him to speak.

Bai Chong was concentrating on looking at the computer, and had no intention of talking. It was not until he closed the computer and put it aside, and replaced it with the leather-covered notepad in his hand, that he said to Song Wenran, "Are you tired? Go to sleep when you are tired." Bar."

Song Wenran shook his head, "It's okay."

At this moment, Bai Chong, who was sitting upright, suddenly leaned over in Song Wenran's direction.

Song Wenran looked at him, motionless.

Bai Chong approached Song Wenran, then continued to lean forward in that direction, while stretching out a hand in front of him.

The distance was so close that Song Wenran could feel the warmth of Bai Chong's body. He saw that Bai Chong was reaching for a pen, and that pen was placed on Song Wenran's side of the bedside table.

Before Bai Chong grabbed the pen, Song Wenran reached out to get the pen. Bai Chong's fingers touched the back of his hand, and then retracted.

"Here," Song Wenran handed the pen to Bai Chong.

Bai Chong caught it, smiled and said to him, "Thank you."

Song Wenran felt that Bai Chong's fingers were rough, not like a doctor who used a pen and computer all the time, but more like a worker or farmer who did a lot of physical work.

He didn't ask Bai Chong, but just turned off the TV and the light on his side, then lay down and covered the quilt.

Bai Chong lowered his head to write something on the notebook, and asked him without raising his head, "Sleeping?"

Song Wenran said "Hum".

Bai Chong stretched out his hand to dim the reading light above his head.

It was actually very difficult for Song Wenran to fall asleep under such conditions. He turned his back to Bai Chong, and turned back after a while.

In the quiet environment, the movement of him turning over was particularly obvious. When Bai Chong heard that he was not asleep, he suddenly asked, "Are you and Wen Wenyao brothers?"

Song Wenran opened his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Wen Wenyao was drunk and stayed in the guard room that night, and Bai Chong also appeared there.

He hesitated a little, wondering whether Wen Wenyao wanted others to know about this matter, and later felt that Wen Wenyao probably didn't care about it, so he said, "Yes."

Bai Chong closed the notebook, "I remember Wen Yao has a younger brother, but the age is not right."

"That shouldn't be me, we still have a pair of siblings."

Bai Chong nodded, "That should be." Then he turned his head to look at Song Wenran, "Have you ever been to university?"

Song Wenran shook his head, "I joined the army before graduating from high school."

Bai Chong asked him: "Do you want to continue studying?"

Song Wenran never thought about this question, he thought about it seriously, and said: "I never thought about it, I'm already 27 years old."

Bai Chong put the notebook aside, and slowly lay down, "It's never too late for things like reading."

Song Wenran seemed a little dazed, "Go back to study? What should I study?" Besides what to study, he didn't have enough time and money to support him to go back to school. Of course, he didn't want to discuss these situations with Bai Chong too carefully.

Bai Chong smiled, "It's okay, you can think about these issues slowly, there is still plenty of time."

After saying this, he stretched out his hand and turned off the last reading light in the room that was still on.The whole room was plunged into darkness.

In this dark and quiet environment, Song Wenran soon felt drowsiness coming, and his thinking also stagnated when he closed his eyes.

The next morning, the rain that had been raining for several days suddenly stopped.

Song Wenran was awakened by a burst of dazzling light. He opened his eyes and saw Bai Chong standing by the window with half of the curtains lifted. The sky outside the window was a bright color.

"The sun is out," Bai Chong said.

Song Wenran sat up with his hands on the bed. "Is the sun out?" He was not fully awake yet, and he repeated Bai Chong's words unconsciously.

"Yes," Bai Chong put one hand on the window frame and stared out of the window, "We should be able to go back today."