Lin Luoran invited the down-and-out Pei Yuan to the cafeteria to drink a cup of hot soy milk.
The faint sound of music in the auditorium and the cheers of fans made the cafeteria deserted. I went to the second floor and picked a seat by the window. Lin Luoran ordered a bowl of Jinling specialties, duck blood vermicelli soup.
Put a little red oil, the vermicelli is very chewy, and the duck offal has no fishy smell. Some chopped green onions are sprinkled on it, which makes people appetite. This is not bad for the food in the cafeteria.
Seeing "Fairy" eating duck blood fans in front of him, the loneliness on Pei Yuan's face receded a bit.
"During the trip to Huashan that year, my relationship with her became more and more intense. By the time we graduated from university, we were already on good terms. I signed a contract with a design institute and told her that she was encouraged by others to want to be a star... Although she is beautiful, He can sing well, but he is not a professional, and he only entered the industry after graduating from university. He spent two years living in the imperial capital, suffered a lot of grievances, but he didn't even release a single record... "
This is a story that had a good beginning, but ended up falling into a cliché.
Xia Bingyan's temperament is cold and arrogant, and his relationship with Pei Yuan has gone through twists and turns. Under the instigation of others, he went north, never because he wanted to prove himself. Perhaps subconsciously, she wanted to compare Lin Luoran she had seen before.
The much-anticipated star road can best bring people the sense of vanity.
Pei Yuan stayed in the design institute, and long-distance relationships had many variables. In two years, Xia Bingyan's career as a star was not smooth, while Pei Yuan became the person in charge of a small project in the design institute, with a promising future. Xia Bingyan is already twenty-five years old. It is even more difficult for a woman of this age to become popular in the entertainment industry.
Pei Yuan also half-jokingly half-seriously said that he wanted to raise Xia Bingyan, which already meant a marriage proposal. Xia Bingyan couldn't let go of her arrogance, and stalemate in the imperial capital.
Zhang Shuming, who originally received a lunch box, returned again as a major shareholder of an entertainment company.
The clichéd story starts from here. The long distance and lack of speculation made Pei Yuan and Xia Bingyan drift away. One day, he saw on TV that Xia Bingyan was wearing an ancient costume at a certain game conference. When speaking for the spokesperson, the two broke out a fierce quarrel.
Xia Bingyan accused Pei Yuan of not understanding the hardships of being a star, and Pei Yuan pointed out that she made money by going out of her way and deviated from her dream of singing.
Then, it was Xia Bingyan who was packaged as a "Fairy of the Leftovers", relying on the upsurge of the Chinese people to pursue immortality, and became popular instantly. When Pei Yuan saw the slogan of meeting at the top of Mount Hua, he was worried that Lin Luoran was somewhere in China, and seeing this CD by chance would bring trouble to Xia Bingyan, and also felt sad for his girlfriend's loss of aloofness.
A fierce quarrel broke out between the two, Pei Yuanyuan left for another country, Xia Bingyan turned purple with the east wind.
After Pei Yuan finished speaking, the soy milk had already cooled completely, and Lin Luoran's duck blood vermicelli soup had already been eaten.
She put down her chopsticks and told what she saw in the background, "There are villains making trouble, and I can't blame the two of you for drifting apart. I won't pursue the matter, it's just your matter..."
Pei Yuan smiled wryly: "I knew that Zhang Shuming took advantage of the situation, but the problem is our own. Flies don't bite seamless eggs. She has an arrogant temper and soft ears. This is not the first time that she has misunderstood me."
Lin Luoran was speechless. It seemed that the last time in Huashan, Xia Bingyan was a roommate who made trouble, which made her and Pei Yuan almost lose the possibility of starting. What can she say now? She can be pregnant and doesn't care if others use her as a stunt, but it's just the problem of Pei Yuan and Xia Bingyan, it's the end of two extreme personalities.
Pei Yuan is not Zhang Shuming, he seems to be eloquent, but in fact he can't do things like humiliation and loss of dignity.
And Xia Bingyan is the proud daughter of heaven. She grew up surrounded by the flattery of others and has a cold and arrogant personality. Naturally, she can't accept her boyfriend's stubbornness—forget it, when the pink tone of passionate love fades, life still has to return to its original colors.
"Then what are your plans in the future?"
Pei Yuan hesitated, "Or go back abroad."
Lin Luoran smiled, "Aren't you going to stay and serve the motherland?"
"At the beginning, I left in a hurry, angered the leaders of the design institute, and got stuck in my file. You also know that in China, there is no file relationship. It is difficult to find a job in a formal research institute or design institute. .”
Lin Luoran thought for a while, and then asked: "What you studied is related to aerospace technology, right?"
Pei Yuan nodded.
Undergraduate students who study aerospace technology can also enter the design institute. Pei Yuan must have a solid foundation of knowledge. Lin Luoran had an idea: "I said, those two futons, you didn't throw them away for me, classmate Pei."
Mentioning the futon inevitably reminded Pei Yuan of what happened at the top of Mount Hua back then, and his thoughts seemed to be yesterday. It has been more than six years in a flash, but he and Xia Bingyan will never go back.
Of course the futon was not lost, it was at Pei Yuan's old house.
Lin Luoran borrowed a pen and paper from the cafeteria staff, wrote down the address of Lin's family and Yuan Ye's phone number, and asked Pei Yuan to take the futon to Rongcheng first, and Yuan would also contact Lu Sanchun for him. If there was no problem with his background, he would be arranged go to base.
Pei Yuan held the note in a daze, and wanted to ask again, but Lin Luoran was nowhere to be seen when he looked up.
Only the bowls and chopsticks that were still confiscated on the table proved that all of this was not his imagination. The base is the base. A man can live not only by love, but also by career.
Pei Yuan solemnly put away the address, got up and left the cafeteria, and slowly walked out of the gate of China Southern Airlines.
After all, they were two people who once loved each other. At this moment, Xia Bingyan seemed to sense something, and her heart was empty as if someone had taken away a piece of it. She didn't find Pei Yuan in the crowd...
She seems to have lost the boy who loved to make her laugh forever, and her youth will never come back. Time flies, and from now on, Xia Bingyan is the only one left on this road.
What she was singing at this time was obviously a cheerful song, and Xia Bingyan's tears overflowed, staining her makeup.
Those fans who were waving the flag and shouting suddenly found that the perfect idol on the stage squatted down without image, crying like a wayward little girl.
Life is like this, sometimes, there is no next time, no chance to start again, no pause to continue, if you miss the present, there will be no chance forever.
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After dealing with trivial matters, Lin Luoran set out on the road lightly.
She booked the train ticket for the evening, bought some snacks to cover up people's eyes and ears, and at ten o'clock in the evening, amidst the crowd, the train left Jinling Station.
There was a strange smell in the train, which made Lin Luoran almost unable to eat, but she still had to stay in this environment for forty or fifty hours, so she had to hold her nose and soak a bowl of noodles to eat.
The lights were turned off at eleven o'clock, and Lin Luoran was lying on the sleeper, covered with a quilt, and soon fell asleep. Without cultivation, without using spells, she can only find what she wants only by turning herself into the most ordinary traveler and looking at this trip with a normal heart.
On the second day, Lin Luoran could hardly notice the peculiar smell in the carriage, and she was completely integrated into the place by herself.
At 7:30 on the third day, Lin Luoran arrived at the destination.
Lhasa at night looks no different from other inland cities. Lin Luoran was a little hypoxic, and took a rest for a while to adjust.
Some spoke Tibetan, and some in suits and leather shoes spoke Mandarin with a regional accent. Lin Luoran squeezed out of the station along the crowd.
The law and order in this place was extremely chaotic at night. Instead of wandering around the city at night, she found a family hotel, took a hot bath, and ate some very authentic lamb skewers with a strong smell downstairs.
There are also scones that sell scones, such a big cake, Lin Luoran intentionally couldn't finish it all day.
It is true that there are very few women wandering the streets at night, and it is very dangerous for a single female tourist like her. The owner of the family hotel saw a group of Tibetan youths approaching, and beckoned Lin Luoran to go upstairs quickly.
With the good intentions of others, Lin Luoran packed the mutton skewers and carried them to the small room on the third floor.
The bed was fairly clean, but after watching TV for a while, there were only local channels. She hadn't learned Tibetan yet, and she ate mutton skewers, so she simply fell out of bed and went to sleep.
In the middle of the night, the greasy mutton made her get up to find water to drink. Looking out of the window, the noisy city has become quiet. Although Lhasa is not the same as she imagined, Lin Luoran still feels that she is half asleep and half awake. Turning the prayer wheel, singing Tantric scriptures that she could not understand.
Early the next morning, Lin Luoran drank the buttered tea provided by the hotel, ate two meat buns with the tea, checked out of the room, and headed for the inner city with a big bag on his back.
Lhasa New City, centered on the Potala Palace and Barkhor Street, extends to Sera Monastery in the north and Duilongdeqing County in the west. Looking at the city of Lhasa, the Post and Telecommunications Building, the News Building, the Lhasa Hotel, the Tibet Hotel and various buildings are scattered all over the place, interspersed with each other, continuous and bright.
It is said that when Princess Wencheng married Tubo, it was still a barren grass beach. After the Jokhang Temple and Ramoche Temple were built, the number of missionary monks and people who came to worship Buddha increased, and Songtsan Gampo expanded his palace in Hongshan. Popularity gradually became a famous city on the plateau.
Therefore, only when you arrive at the Jokhang Temple and Balang Street can you count as the real Lhasa.
Lin Luoran listened silently to the two tourists talking about the history of Lhasa, and decided to visit the Jokhang Temple himself.
She went downstream, but she didn't expect that she would meet an unexpected old friend as she walked and stopped.