Meet·Lijiang

I think this is a turning point in my life. I choose to give up the so-called kinship and live in my own way. The Jinsha River is rolling down beside me, and the cliff is retreating rapidly beside me. Because there is only one road, no matter how steep it is, there is no way to give up. Perhaps the only way to get rid of this bondage is to plunge into the torrent.And now, I am like the dead leaf thrown into the torrent, waiting to wander, or waiting for a harbor where I can dock.

-------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------- The break between Zhuang Sheng's travel notes and her mother left Zhuang Zijing in a daze, and suddenly became The financial constraints turned into an unexpected pressure. Zhuang Zijing walked slowly through the long streets of Deqin, and was lured into a van by a driver.

There is a long distance from Deqin to Lijiang, and there is no expressway, so the van drives quickly by the river.Zhuang Zijing was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery. After her mother's rogue and mercenary had hurt her for many years, she hurt her heart again. Even this time, she did not choose to give in, but when she said those words, she felt It is also difficult to hide the sadness in my heart.The current situation makes Zhuang Zijing have to change the original travel plan as soon as possible.

Yixing will never go back, and even those cities with high-rise buildings are not Zhuang Zijing's choice. After thinking for a while, Zhuang Zijing decided to choose Lijiang as his foothold, because there are no tall buildings and smog here, and he will avoid the ancient city. If the most prosperous streets do not compete with tourists for resources, this is a quiet, leisurely and slow-paced city. You can see the blue sky and white jade almost every day, and you can see the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.

"Just get off here." The driver's voice suddenly interrupted Zhuang Zijing's thoughts after an unknown period of time.

Zhuang Zijing looked up blankly, only to realize that she was the only one left in the car at some point, and now the car was parked in a small village. She had stayed in Lijiang before, so of course she would not naively think that this is Lijiang: "Not yet."

"It's still a little short, but you see that the whole car has already got off, and you are the only one left. It is not worthwhile for me to take you from here to Lijiang alone. It is not easy for us to earn money, otherwise you Just get off here and wait for a car to Lijiang, or you can add another [-] to me, and I will take you to Lijiang as a chartered car." The driver was a man with a dark and broad face, and when he spoke, he had a rogue face. expression.

Zhuang Zijing was angry, but at the same time a little afraid. It was already evening, and she was the only one in the car. If she agreed to his request and gave him 300 yuan, would he come to blackmail her again halfway, or even It is to do something else. Even though I have taken a photo of the license plate of this car and posted it on Travel Notes and WeChat before getting in the car, this does not guarantee that I will not be infringed.

And if you get off here, whether you can still get on the bus is also a problem.After hesitating for a while, Zhuang Zijing still decided to leave the driver first, and then make another decision.At least in this way, you don't have to worry about the greater danger you may encounter with this unscrupulous driver, and no matter whether you can get off the bus now or not, at least this is a village with people.Otherwise, if this bad driver takes himself to Xionggupo where there is no one and threatens him again, it will be even worse than it is now.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Zijing chose to get out of the car instead of adding money, the driver taunted a few words in a low voice, and when Zhuang Zijing got out of the car, he kicked the accelerator and drove away, leaving Zhuang Zijing standing alone by the side of the road.

When the sun was setting, the village by the Yangtze River looked quiet and beautiful, but Zhuang Zijing didn't care to appreciate it at all. The current situation was extremely unfavorable to her, so she looked around. Of course, there couldn't be any hotels or inns in this village. , Zhuang Zijing waited for a while, but did not see the car at all. Although there is a village here, it is very risky for a single woman to knock on someone's door. Thinking of this, her heart became even more nervous , I couldn't help but imagine the scene of myself sleeping alone in the wild in my mind.

Zhuang Zijing walked along the road for a while with her pack on her back, but except for a few trucks passing by, she saw no other vehicles, and at this time, the sun was about to set.

Zhuang Zijing was so anxious that she was sweating a little, she continued walking along the road, and soon left the village, but there were still no commercial vehicles on the road. Several times, Zhuang Zijing wanted to raise her hand to greet passing trucks or private cars, but an idea appeared in her mind. Zhuang Zijing was full of fear of some of the terrorist incidents reported on the news.

Time is passing slowly, the sun is setting slowly, and the Yangtze River is reflecting the golden afterglow. Zhuang Zijing keeps emphasizing that she must stay calm.Finally, she remembered that little Yang who repaired the car.I just don't know how far it is from Judian.Open Baidu Maps and measure the distance between the current location and Judian. Fortunately, more than 20 kilometers is not too far.

Holding on to the last hope, Zhuang Zijing found the two photos of "Xiao Yang's car dealership" from her mobile phone. There was a shop sign of Xiao Yang's car dealership on the photo, and there was a contact number on the shop sign.

Zhuang Zijing dialed the number, and after a while, the call was connected.

"Hello, this is Xiaoyang's car dealership, who are you?" A male voice answered the phone, probably an apprentice in the dealership.

"I'm looking for Xiao Yang." Zhuang Zijing calmed down, making her voice appear calm.

The voice of the apprentice calling "Master Yang" came from the phone.Soon, Xiao Yang's voice changed on the phone: "Hello, hello."

"Hello." Zhuang Zijing finally relaxed after hearing this voice.In any case, Xiao Yang knows a lot of people here, and there is a local person to contact, which is much better than the previous situation.

"Who are you? What's the matter? Do you want to fix the car?" Xiao Yang still spoke quickly.

Although Zhuang Zijing relaxed a bit, she felt a little embarrassed, but looking at the sky, she could not let go of this life-saving straw anyway: "I am Zhuang Zijing." After she finished speaking, she remembered the last time she was in Judian. I had a lot of contact with Xiao Yang, and even had dinner together, but the two of them didn't exchange phone numbers or names. I knew her name was Xiao Yang, and it was because of listening to other people's discussions and her shop sign.

There was silence on the phone for a while, as if recalling, Zhuang Zijing quickly said: "It's the tourist who stayed in Judian for one night more than half a month ago, and also had dinner in your shop."

Xiao Yang finally thought of Zhuang Zijing: "Oh, yes, I recognized your voice, where are you now? Are you having fun? Why did you think of calling me?"

Zhuang Zijing sighed and gave a wry smile: "I was going from Deqin to Lijiang, but I was dumped by the driver halfway, and now I'm in a place called XX Village, and I haven't waited for a long time for the car to Lijiang. I don't know anyone here. After thinking about it for a long time, the only local person I can contact is you, so... I want to ask you for a favor. I just don't know if it's convenient for you. Of course, I can't let you be in vain Run, and the hard work will be paid to you."

"There is no bus to Lijiang at the moment." Xiao Yang said, "Don't mention the hard work, then you can wait by the side of the road. I will pick you up."

After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Zijing looked at the sky and walked towards Judian along the Weili line with her backpack on her back.

Yang Hui was a little surprised when he received Zhuang Zijing's call.That beautiful backpacker left a deep impression on me. In her own words, she is a very cultured, well-educated and well-educated person.This kind of person and I are people from two worlds. It is very fate to pass by each other. If there is a chance to meet again, it is completely accidental.

Although it was unexpected, Yang Hui was still a little happy - talking to such a girl is of course much more interesting than talking to those ignorant old women in the town.So although he was very surprised, after Yang Hui hung up the phone, he threw the car he was repairing to the apprentice, washed his hands, and rode a motorcycle to go out. My aunt said "fry more dishes".

When Yang Hui arrived, he saw Zhuang Zijing walking in his direction with a travel bag on his back. At this time, the sun had already set on the hillside, and the lonely and somewhat thin shadow on the winding concrete road walked a little hardships.

The motorcycle turned around on the road and stopped in front of Zhuang Zijing. When Zhuang Zijing looked at the girl on the red motorcycle who was still wearing brown overalls and had two holes in her trousers, she suddenly felt like The impulse to cry is the excitement after being rescued, and the relaxation of seeing acquaintances in times of crisis.There is even a feeling of finally finding an exit after staying in an inescapable predicament for a long time. This feeling is not only because this girl has escaped the predicament she encountered today, but also because of the free spirit in this girl. The breath made Zhuang Zijing feel much less pain because of her mother.

What should life be like?Maybe that's it.free, good.

"You just wait for me. You're too tired to go with your bag on your back." Yang Hui didn't notice Zhuang Zijing's agitated expression, so he took a helmet from the luggage rack and handed it to Zhuang Zijing.

Zhuang Zijing put on her helmet, climbed onto the motorcycle, grabbed the luggage rack behind her with her backhand, and said to Yang Hui in front of her, "Thank you."

Yang Hui smiled: "You have to hold me tight. Riding a motorcycle is not like riding in a car. A car has a seat belt, but a motorcycle seat belt is your hands."

Hearing Yang Hui's humorous words, Zhuang Zijing couldn't help laughing easily, and then reached out to hug Yang Hui's waist.Only then did Yang Hui put the car in gear and pump the gas, and rode out.

The sky was already dark at this time, the motorcycle was speeding past between the mountains and the water, the whistling wind sounded in my ears, the cold wind at night made people a little chilly, Zhuang Zijing tightened her hand holding Yang Hui, The whole body was also tightly attached to Yang Hui's back.After Yang Hui felt Zhuang Zijing close to him, he slowed down the car: "Is it too cold?"

Zhuang Zijing raised her head slightly and put her chin on Yang Hui's shoulder: "You are colder in front, I want to stick to you, maybe you will be warmer."

Yang Hui laughed again: "Just don't catch a cold. If it's cold, I'll ride slower."

Zhuang Zijing said, "Okay."Then he still hugged Yang Hui's waist tightly and pressed his body against Yang Hui's back.The howling wind blows away the dullness and fear of the day, Zhuang Zijing experienced the feeling of riding a motorcycle for the first time in her life, and also experienced the feeling of being so close to a person.

Many years ago, when I was still in college, there was a girl who was so close to me.It's just that at that time, she always hugged herself like this from behind, pressed her head on her shoulder, and whispered in her ear with a voice like mixing honey: "Zijing, I'll just hug you like this for the rest of my life, okay?" good?"