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At the end of 1999, the silence was huge, and the landing was silent.

——An Yuan's Diary

After the unhappiness that night, it was easily covered up, An Yuan never mentioned it again, and Shen Xingchun would not take the initiative to bring it up.

An Yuan insisted on skipping a grade, Shen Xingchun was in his third year of high school, and he was in his third year of junior high school. Both of them are graduates, and they are very busy.

A year later, Shen Xingchun got admitted to the long-awaited university in Beijing as he wished, Shen Xingchun was a freshman and Anyuan was a freshman.

Another year, Shen Xingchun was a sophomore and An Yuan was a sophomore.

Four years has been shortened to three years, and now there are still one and a half years left.

After Shen Xingchun university, he only had time to come back during winter and summer vacations, and would call home on weekends, sometimes An Yuan was there, sometimes An Yuan was not.

Shen Xingchun and An Yuan mostly wrote letters, they wrote letters very frequently, one letter a week, Shen Xingchun wrote to An Yuan, and An Yuan would reply.

Shen Xingchun's letters to An Yuan were full of trivial matters. He would tell An Yuan about his college life, ask about his grandparents' health, ask An Yuan if he was tired in high school, and when the farming season was busy, he would ask whether the beans had been harvested and whether it was October. It's already very cold. It snows in Beijing at the beginning of November. An Yuan said that the snow in his hometown is already very thick at the end of October.

Shen Xingchun reminded him not to go skiing in the back mountain alone, and not to go to the deep mountains in summer, there are many snakes, and to go with grandpa.

Sometimes I will boast that the sauerkraut dumplings in the Northeast Dumpling Restaurant near the school are delicious, and the owner is from their hometown.

Sometimes I put a few ginkgo leaves in the letter, which are green in summer and yellow in autumn.

Shen Xingchun would always add a sentence at the end of the letter: Xiao Yuaner, you will know when you come to Beijing to go to school.

One letter a week, more than 500 days, a total of nearly a hundred letters, Shen Xingchun used this method to answer what he didn't answer An Yuan that year.

An Yuan would always stare at the last sentence for a long time.

It's winter again.

An Yuan's winter vacation was nearly a month earlier than Shen Xingchun's, and Shen Xingchun would not be able to come back until the young year, and it's not yet the twelfth lunar month.

Shen Xingchun finished evening self-study, and when he returned to the dormitory, he glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall. An Yuan wrote last week that he would be on vacation this week. He estimated the time, and calculated that An Yuan should be on vacation, so he put down the kettle , took the phone card and went downstairs again.

Grandma answered the call. An Yuan was chatting with He Mingzhe in the house when she heard the phone ring. When she heard grandma calling "Da Chun" on the phone, An Yuan put down the things in her hands and listened with ears straightened. He Mingzhe He didn't hear what I said to him, only the voice from the other side of the phone.

Grandma talked to Shen Xingchun a few words, and asked him if it was cold at school, if the food was good, and if he had enough money. Shen Xingchun said that the food in the school cafeteria was delicious, and the money was enough.

Grandma said a few more words to him, glanced at An Yuan's half-open door, and asked Shen Xingchun: "Xiao Yuan'er is in the room, can you two talk for a while?"

"Is Xiaoyuan'er on vacation?"

"Let it go, I'm playing with his classmate in the room, I'll go in and ask him to talk to you."

Before grandma put down the phone, Shen Xingchun stopped her, and asked, "Grandma, what kind of classmate is Xiaoyuan?"

"Students in his class," said grandma, "often come to play with Xiaoyuan."

"Male or female?" An Yuan's letter never mentioned anything about her classmates.

Grandma: "A little boy, two years older than Xiaoyuan, and they often do homework together at home."

Shen Xingchun: "Grandma, call Xiao Yuaner over here, and I'll have a few words with him."

The door of Anyuan's house was half-closed, and the word-for-word of grandma's words came in through the crack of the door.

He Mingzhe was a little distracted seeing An Yuan looking at the direction of the door, and touched his arm, "An Yuan, what are you thinking?"

"I'm listening to my brother's call." An Yuan whispered.

He Mingzhe often heard An Yuan mention his brother, "Don't you often say that you miss your brother? Why don't you go out to answer your brother's calls?"

At this time, grandma knocked on the door and came in to call An Yuan: "Xiao Yuaner, your brother's phone number, he asked you to talk to him."

"My brother took the initiative?" An Yuan asked.

Grandma teased him: "Yes, your brother took the initiative to say it. If you don't take the initiative to say it, you won't answer his call?"

"Go." An Yuan stood up from the chair, walked out quickly with his head down, picked up the phone on the table, said "Hello" and then called out: "Brother."

"are you on holiday?"

"Let it go."

"Haven't you returned to the village yet?"

"It's been snowing for the past two days, and the main road has been closed. After two days, the road will be opened, and I will go back with grandma."

Shen Xingchun asked something else, and the topic shifted to his classmates, "It's almost nine o'clock, haven't you slept yet?"

"Not sleepy yet."

"Is your classmate here?"

"Ah."

"Second year classmate?"

"Ah."

"who's that?"

"you do not know."

"What's your name?"

"The new one I met in the second year of high school is called He Mingzhe."

Shen Xingchun asked a question and An Yuan answered, He Mingzhe was a name Shen Xingchun had never heard of, so he was silent for a while on the phone.

An Yuan watched the call time displayed on the phone increase little by little, it had been more than five minutes, Shen Xingchun didn't ask anything else, An Yuan asked, "What's wrong, brother?"

"It's nothing," Shen Xingchun said after a long time, "I still have 20 days left for vacation."

"Ok, I know."

"Would you like to come to Beijing to play with me and go home together after my holiday?"

An Yuan's eyes lit up, "If I go, will it disturb your class? Besides, if you live in a dormitory, where will I live?"

Shen Xingchun used the public phone at the bottom of the dormitory. When his roommate Wen Le came back from the hot water, he saw that it was Shen Xingchun who was calling in the corridor. He walked over and patted his arm, and deliberately leaned closer to the phone, "Chun'er, who is it for?" What about calling? Is it the object?"

Shen Xingchun covered the phone with one palm, pushed Wen Le who was leaning on him away, and said with a smile: "Get up and go, I'm making a call."

"Who are you fighting with? This face is melancholy."

"my brother."

"I thought it was the object."

"No object."

"Our dormitory is all single, you can't leave the organization in advance, be careful of the organization to criticize you."

Shen Xingchun kicked Wen Le lightly, Wen Le stopped bothering him, went upstairs with the hot water bottle, and said as he went up the steps, "You hit it yourself, I'll go up first."

Shen Xingchun waited until Wen Le went up the steps and he was out of sight, then let go of the hand covering the microphone, and put the receiver to his ear, "Is Xiao Yuan'er still there?"

"here I am."

"Come here, I have time on Saturday and Sunday, and I have a place for you to live in. You can go to the train station to buy the ticket. After you buy it, give me a call. I will wait for you at the exit."

An Yuan pursed her lips hard, smiled silently into the phone receiver, but kept silent.

Shen Xingchun waited for a while, but did not hear An Yuan's answer, and asked again: "Are you coming?"

An Yuan nodded, "Come on, when are you going?"

"Tomorrow, tomorrow Thursday, the train at eight o'clock in the evening, it happens to be Friday night in Beijing, I will pick you up."

"It's already midnight when we arrive in Beijing."

"It's okay, I'll pick you up."

An Yuan went to the train station early the next morning. It was a 28-hour journey. After buying the ticket, he took it back to show to his grandma.

Grandma was still a little worried about him, and while packing up An Yuan's things, she said, "Can you go by yourself? It's true in Dachun. I didn't say anything before, and suddenly let you go."

"My brother said, wait for me at the exit of the train station."

"Why don't grandma take you to Beijing, and then I'll come back."

It is impossible for An Yuan to ask her grandma to send him off on purpose. Zhao Lihong is pregnant with her second child, and she called three days ago to ask her grandma to help take Shen Rui. She may not be able to come back this year during Chinese New Year. It was delayed, and grandma had already left.

In the past two years, Shen Jianjun and Zhao Lihong had great opinions on his grandparents because of him and Shen Xingchun. It is impossible for him to ask his grandma to send him to Beijing on purpose at this juncture. Besides, there is no need. The train goes directly, and the terminal is Beijing. Just a little longer.

When Shen Xingchun was in college, he went to Beijing with his grandparents to see him off. He had been there once, so he knew the way.

An Yuan put his arms around grandma's shoulders and said, "Grandma, I'm already this old, so don't send me off. After my brother and I make money, we don't take such a slow train. I'll take you and grandpa to fly, and we'll be there in no time." Beijing."

When An Yuan said "Whoosh", he even gestured in the air with his hand.

Grandma was amused by him, "Okay, when the time comes, the old lady will take the plane with you, and you'll be there in a blink of an eye."

An Yuan didn't arrive in Beijing on time, the blizzard just happened, the train was late, and it was past eleven o'clock when he boarded the train at night.

Shen Xingchun went to the train station on Friday night, and kept an eye on the information of An Yuan's train number in the arrival hall. The red words scrolled, showing that it was late.

He waited until dawn in the middle of the night before he heard the broadcast from the loudspeaker above his head, announcing the information that the Anyuan train was about to arrive at the station.

A group of people surrounded the third floor outside the exit, some were picking up people, some were soliciting guests from a nearby small hotel, and some were holding a sign of a certain hotel.

Shen Xingchun managed to squeeze into the front row, and standing outside the railing of the exit, he caught sight of An Yuan who was wearing a hat and carrying a black schoolbag, looking towards the exit.

Knowing that An Yuan was looking for him, Shen Xingchun stood on tiptoe, raised his hands and shouted in An Yuan's direction: "Xiao Yuaner, this way."

An Yuan followed the voice, ran towards the exit after seeing Shen Xingchun.

"Xiao Yuan'er, don't run, slow down, don't worry, I'm waiting for you here."

An Yuan ran to the exit. There were too many people in front of him, so he had to line up along the crowd, looking for Shen Xingchun through the noise, and saw the hem of his clothes and his raised hand, even though he knew that Shen Xingchun was standing there. The door was less than ten meters away from him, but his face was still blushing with anxiety.

An Yuan finally got out of the station, and threw herself directly on Shen Xingchun's body. Shen Xingchun's coat hadn't been zipped up. An Yuan hugged his waist with both hands, lay on his chest and took a deep breath. Smelling the familiar smell, she said softly, "Brother , I miss you so much."

Shen Xingchun was taken aback by An Yuan's embrace, but An Yuan quickly let go of him, his expression normal.

An Yuan smiled and changed the subject: "Brother, how long have you been waiting?"

"It didn't take long," Shen Xingchun said, taking off his bag from An Yuan's back and carrying it on his own, pinching An Yuan's red face, "It's so fast, it's another semester, soon You're coming to school."

An Yuan nodded vigorously, "Brother, I will also take the exam in your school, to see the green and yellow ginkgo trees."