He Mo, the protagonist of "The River of Momo", left a note to his family one day after dropping out of high school, and went out alone with a backpack. I wrote this experience into a book, which contains real statements and fictional scenarios.
For Bai Ziren, who only knew how to read behind closed doors, He Mo's travels were more of a curiosity, but what touched her heart was the relationship between He Mo and the people around her. It is gentle and melancholy, erratic when it is near and far away, friends are generous and loyal, it is a long journey, and it is a long journey, family is firm and eternal, ups and downs, always behind.
On the seventeenth page, He Mo called home for the first time within three days of leaving home, and asked her parents for forgiveness on the phone. She promised to pay attention to her own safety and contact them regularly. Knowing that if she can't persuade her back, it's more worrying than blaming her. Her elder brother He Yan reminded her that his mobile phone is turned on 24 hours a day, so he can contact her in time if he has any questions.
On page 81, He Mo writes that whenever she comes to a strange city, the first thing she does is to find the local bank, and then she finds out that her family remits money in time, so she never worries about money.
On page 115, He Mo sent a text message to He Yan, saying that she was homesick, and He Yan replied that she would come back after being homesick. She said that it was not yet time, but she really wanted to eat the fermented bean curd rice dumplings from her hometown. He Yan asked She asked for the address, and three days later, she received a tightly packed small box in the small hotel. After opening it, she found that there was no word left except what she asked for.
From the beginning to the end, He Yan played a silently supporting family member, doing what he could to make his biological sister happy and away from troubles.
When He Mo talked about He Yan, she was very fortunate to say that she thanked her parents for having him first, and thanked him for coming to this world to find out first, and then tell her what is good and what is evil.
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Bai Ziren closed the book and put it aside.
In the past few nights, she often reads a few pages before going to sleep. Reading this book after many years will still bring her peace and warmth, just like He Mo listening to his uncle by the campfire on a winter night in the Gobi desert. Playing the guitar while holding a pen and writing in the notebook: "From a memory that can be told to you, to the deserted yellow sand at this moment, with the singing of the strong wind in my ears, and the quiet and beautiful distance in my hand, I Own too much."
"Everything you pass by is scenery, everything you meet is destined, and everything you have is luck."
He Mo wrote it like this, and Bai Ziren felt that if he were her, he would say the same.
Looking at the ceiling, her thoughts were brought back to reality bit by bit, and she couldn't help thinking of the man she met in the cafe last Friday. For the first time in her life, she was willing to take the initiative to say those words to a stranger, and even got his name. Find out where he works.
Afterwards, she concluded that she simply used the guise of a reading exchange meeting to strike up a conversation with a good-looking man with clear eyebrows, a nice voice, and a well-spoken conversation.
However, it seems that we can only stop here with him, and the rest is obviously out of reach.
Except for this encounter like calm water and slight waves, Bai Ziren's life is still the same as usual, with two points and one line in the school dormitory.
Adi's man, Fang Zheng, did not receive a reply for a long time, so he chose to appear at the door of the girls' dormitory building strangely one evening, and when Bai Ziren came, he hurried up and asked her if she had seen what he wrote.
"I saw it." Bai Ziren said bluntly, "However, this won't work."
"Don't you think about it any more?" Fangzheng stared into her eyes, "I'm very sincere."
"But you said you fell in love with me at first sight, but I didn't love you."
"I don't mind if you fall in love with me at first sight or not. Feelings can be cultivated slowly, as long as you believe in my feelings."
Bai Ziren shook his head: "We haven't talked at all before, you don't know me at all, how can you conclude that you fell in love with me at first sight?"
"It's just a feeling. It seems that I have known you for a long time. Every time I see you sitting in the front row, my eyes will involuntarily stay on you." Fangzheng stated forcefully, "You will distract me, and I will Think about what you're doing."
"If that's the case." Bai Ziren looked at his persistent and nervous eyes, and said bluntly, "I'm more sure that I don't have that kind of meaning for you. Such feelings are not equal, and it's not fair to you. I don't think we have any This time must be wasted."
Fangzheng was stunned, he did not expect such a result at all, the enthusiasm that rushed to his head was extinguished, replaced by a strong damage to self-esteem.
Bai Ziren turned back to the front of the building, and heard the complaining voice behind him: "I hope you don't regret it, I mean, basically no one will feel this way about you except me. Although you are good-looking, you are very human." Strange, like living alone in a fish tank, it's meaningless, many people say this behind their backs."
Bai Ziren stopped: "But you fell in love with such a person at first sight."
Fangzheng blushed: "Maybe it's just my illusion, I'm just too lonely during this time."
He left after leaving the words.
After Bai Ziren went back to the house to cook dinner, he started to work on the questions. When he was taking a break in the middle, he turned on his phone and found an unread message.
"Are you coming back this weekend? You haven't been back since school started."
It's from mom.
"I plan to stay in the library this week and go back next week."
"Understood, pay attention to your body, don't be too tired."
Originally, she planned to go back this week, but one thing occurred to her, and she gave up the idea of going back by a strange coincidence.
That's right, it is the reading exchange meeting with fewer and fewer participants.
And this Friday's book exchange meeting was really cold, until the end, Bai Ziren didn't see Cheng Jingbo.
When paying the bill at the bar, she hesitated and asked the waitress at the bar: "Excuse me, is there a part-time philosophy teacher in your store? Didn't he come today?"
The waitress basically knew who she was talking about without distinguishing, and replied briskly: "You mean Teacher Cheng? He is not a part-time job. He is one of the managers here, but he probably has something to do this week."
"That's right." Bai Ziren suddenly understood something.
"May I ask what you need from him? If it's convenient, I can call for you."
"Oh, I don't have anything special."
"Yeah." The waiter kept a friendly smile, "Welcome next time."
Twenty minutes after Bai Ziren left, the door of the cafe in the lighthouse was pushed open, and someone walked in. The waiter turned his head and saw Cheng Jingbo.
"Ms. Cheng? I thought you wouldn't come over today, it's already this time."
Cheng Jingbo said, "I've been delayed by something at school."
"By the way, a girl was looking for you just now."
He asked casually, "Who?"
"It's the tall, thin, beautiful girl who has been coming to the book exchange meeting for several weeks, but it's a pity that she is left alone now."
Cheng Jingbo recalled it for a while, knew who it was, and continued to ask: "What does she want from me?"
"She keeps it a secret from me." The waiter said playfully, "I really want to know too."
Cheng Jingbo heard this, and glanced at the waiter lightly. The latter immediately restrained his expression, thinking that he almost forgot that he has always been insulated from these things, and making jokes about him would only be self-defeating. The atmosphere became awkward, so he shut his mouth, pretending that he hadn't said anything, and he didn't react, he took the simple ledger on the bar, flipped through it, closed it, and went upstairs.
Passing the second floor, he looked at the only light source in this space, which came from the seat last week. The pillow in front of the back of the chair was a little crooked, and there was nothing on the table except a glass. It felt like his own living room had just left I lost an old friend, leaving a small lamp as warm as an orange, and the smell of green tea quietly spreading.
He naturally thought of the girl in the black sweater and the book she liked to read. When she talked about the book, she was serious, straightforward and with appreciative eyes. Besides, what did she look like, what did she say in detail? I don't have a very special impression.
Oh, no, there is another thing that impresses her, which is her name, which is strange and special, but as she said, it is not easy to forget.
He walked over and saw a slender, long black hair on the pillow before turning off the light. He carefully picked it up, put it in the small trash can in the corner, straightened the pillow, and turned on the light.
Everything fell into a dark silence. At the end of a day of intensive classes, and answering all kinds of strange questions for a group of foreign students until evening, he was in a state of contradiction physically and mentally at this moment, tired and relaxed, and soon came to the third floor office, fell into the sofa, immediately turned off the phone, closed eyes, and took a small nap.
The next day was Saturday, and even if it wasn't a study day, Bai Ziren didn't have the bad habit of staying in bed. She woke up at five o'clock, changed into a tracksuit, carried her bag and went for a jog, and ran to the pony that meets Siwei Road At the intersection, I stopped at a food stall, bought rice balls and hot soybean milk, and walked towards Siwei Road while eating.
Unconsciously, she walked to the end of Siwei Road and passed the cafe in the lighthouse. She smelled a coffee smell that was a hundred times stronger than hot soybean milk at the tip of her nose. Holding a cup of coffee, I stood on the stone steps at the entrance of the cafe.
She came face to face with him.
When everything around is still shrouded in a quiet mist, the tall and straight man in front of his eyes is like a clear light, sharply cutting through the hazy world that has just woken up.
"Hello." When he saw clearly that it was her, he took the initiative to say hello, "Are you here to buy breakfast?"
Bai Ziren nodded, looking at him in good spirits, he picked up the bag of soy milk he bought.
"Rice balls and soy milk? A good combination of nutrition."
"You... slept in the cafe last night?" She guessed why he came out of the cafe so early in the morning.
"Well, yes." He said frankly, "I stayed too late yesterday, so I simply slept here."
"I also came to the reading club yesterday, but I didn't see you."
"I'm late." He looked at her with a natural tone, "I heard that you have something to ask me."
"Ah?" Bai Ziren was at a loss for words, and after a while, he struggled to think of an excuse, "Oh, it's the book you mentioned last time. I searched around in the library and bookstores near the school, but I couldn't find it."
"The travelogue? It's not a popular book, and it's really hard to buy." He lowered his head slightly, and looked at her politely all the time, as clear as the morning light, "It happens that there is one upstairs, I'll get it for you, you Wait a minute."
After he finished speaking, he turned back and entered the cafe. Through the long glass-lined wooden door, she saw him put the coffee in his hand on the bar counter and go upstairs. After waiting for a few minutes, he came down with a book and walked out the door. Go up to her and hand her the book.
But obviously, she holds soy milk in one hand and half a rice ball in the other, without a third hand.
She immediately turned around and turned her back to him: "Can I trouble you to put the book in my bag?"
"No trouble." He patiently unzipped her backpack and put the book into her bag.
"Thank you." She turned around and faced him again, "I'll return it to you after I finish reading it. Are you here next Friday?"
"If there is nothing else, I will be there. You don't have to worry, just read it slowly before returning it. If I'm not here, I will hand it over to Xiao Ji at the bar."
Bai Ziren said hello.
"Then goodbye." He said goodbye neatly.
"goodbye."
Two seconds later.
"Wait, I thought of something..." She said a little worriedly.
"What?" He turned his head and waited for her to finish.
"I suddenly remembered that I'm going home next week, and it's not convenient to come here, so next Friday, will you still be there? If possible, I want to chat with you about books."
He was slightly surprised to hear the studious spirit in her language. He stood still and thought for a while, and then promised her: "Yes, then I have an appointment with you. I will be here next Friday night."