After the destruction of the 1960s, the confinement of the 1970s, the social culture that rose like a comet and fell like a comet in the 1980s was finally severed from the connection and bond that had lasted for thousands of years, and fell into a pale suffocation and aphasia in the early 1990s. A deep sense of frustration and powerlessness permeated the hearts of every young person who looked up at the stars but was confused about the direction. So Cui Jian, wearing ragged shorts, shouted hoarsely with a voice full of vicissitudes that he had nothing. So Haizi, wearing a white shirt and blue trousers, lay quietly on a slow lane in Shanhaiguan, waiting for the end of life and the renewal of the soul. When the traditional concepts and classical situations that were the main content of social spiritual life disappeared without a trace, a whole generation abandoned the idealism that was the last support of the soul of the times.
This is truly an era where there is nothing to expect spiritually and mentally!
"Thoughts are free..."
The long-haired girl sang this German folk song with a penetrating and clear voice, and the noisy carriage suddenly became quiet. Four or five young men and women sat on the lower bunk behind her, clapping their hands to the beat of her song. The middle-aged man who had been sleeping on the upper bunk also sat up, closing his eyes and looking very focused. There were also passengers like Wen Liang watching in the aisle. People in other compartments would occasionally look out of curiosity to take in the new scene on the journey.
The short-haired girl who had been chasing Wen Liang and chattering followed Wen Liang out. When she saw the long-haired girl, she almost jumped for joy and said, "Wow, a singer. You know, I used to dream of this, wandering around the world with just a guitar... But..."
Seeing her watery eyes, Wen Liang didn't want to know what was said next, so he smiled and made a gesture to keep quiet. The girl stuck out her tongue and stood aside obediently, which made her look even cuter.
Wen Liang was listening to the song when he suddenly noticed Shangguan Chenlu coming out from the front compartment and standing at the end of the crowd. As the song became more melodious, a hint of heart-piercing sadness suddenly appeared in her dreamy eyes.
She also saw Wen Liang at the same time. Wen Liang smiled friendly, but the woman turned and left with an expressionless face.
This is a woman with a story!
However, this had nothing to do with him, so Wen Liang didn't care. After listening to the song, he applauded enthusiastically and shouted for another song along with the crowd.
The long-haired girl plucked a string, played the guitar again, and sang a popular Russian folk song "Birch Forest" in pure Russian. The girl poked Wen Liang's shoulder and whispered, "What language is this? I don't understand a word. What is it? It's all gibberish?"
Wen Liang's Russian was not as fluent as his English. He only learned a little from doing business with the Russians. However, he was very familiar with the song "Birch Forest" because... because this was Liu Yan's favorite song. On many rainy nights in Beijing, the two of them sat opposite each other in front of the window, quietly listening to the beautiful yet sad melody echoing in their ears.
…
Why are the leaves dancing in sorrow
Soothe the soul beneath my clothes,
My heart started boiling again and again.
But I couldn't get an answer again and again.
Leaves from the birch trees fell on my shoulders,
It left the place where it grew up just like me,
Sit with you on the road in your hometown,
You know, I'll be back.
Don't worry
…
That night was the happiest time Wenliang had in his previous life!
You must know that I will come back, so don't be sad! Wen Liang lay down on the bed with his clothes on, and soon fell into a deep sleep. In his dream, he seemed to see many people and said many words, but in the end, there was only a pretty face and the greeting of "Get up, lazy pig".
There was no conversation that night. When he woke up in the morning, it was already past eight o'clock. When Wen Liang went to wash up, he found that the girl who sang last night was no longer in her compartment. He didn't know whether she went to have breakfast or got off the bus halfway. After coming back, he suddenly felt bored and leaned against the window, staring blankly at the scenery along the railway.
This trip to Beijing brought with it too many memories and nostalgia, as well as too much attachment and reluctance. Unfortunately, in the winter of 1996, the ancient city remained, but the beauty was nowhere to be seen!
Fan Bo looked at his face and wisely didn't dare to disturb him. He went to the dining car and bought breakfast, which was nothing more than soy milk, porridge, eggs, etc. Wen Liang had no appetite, and the two girls happened to be up, so he invited them to eat together. The girls didn't hesitate, thanked him, and ate happily around the small coffee table. The short-haired girl burped because she was too full, and she was too embarrassed to look up at Wen Liang.
Wen Liang made a few jokes, which immediately resolved the girls' embarrassment, but attracted more affectionate looks. After breakfast, Wen Liang calmed down and taught them to play Texas Hold'em. Although it was difficult for the girls to play an exciting game with their IQ, it at least helped them pass the time. At noon, the broadcast began to announce the types of lunch. Wen Liang threw away the poker cards and said with a smile: "Let's go, I'll treat you. Although the food on the train is a bit unpalatable, it will take several hours to reach the station. We have to eat well so that we have the energy to ruin the scenic spots in Beijing."
The short-haired girl found what he said interesting and giggled, but she rejected Wen Liang's kindness and said, "No, you guys go ahead. We ate so much this morning and we brought our own snacks, so we'll be full after just a little."
Although the girl with short hair was a bit of a fangirl, she also knew when to advance and retreat. She accepted the invitation in the morning only because she saw that Wen Liang really had no appetite. After all, breakfast was not worth much money. If she shamelessly followed him over at noon, what would it look like
Wen Liang couldn't help but understand the meaning of her words. He smiled and didn't force it, but he had a better impression of this girl. He went to the restaurant with Fan Bo and ordered food. Not long after they sat down, Shangguan Chenlu and the young girl also came over and sat on the other side of the aisle, one seat away from Wen Liang.
After the young girl sat down, she saw Wen Liang. She snorted and walked over. She stretched out her right hand and rolled up her sleeves, revealing a piece of her white and tender wrist. She said, "It hurts here. What do you want to do?"
If it were in the future, Wen Liang's first words would definitely be "so white", but the crime of hooliganism will not be deleted until next year when the Criminal Law is revised. At this time, Uncle Wen is not a mentally retarded person and will not think his life is too long for him to be talkative to a stranger, a grudge against him, and an obvious girl with some background.
"Don't tell me I didn't touch you yesterday. Even if I did, this isn't Jin Yong's martial arts novel. What kind of injury wouldn't show up until the next day?"
The young girl insisted, "I don't care. I'm just in pain. If you don't give me reasonable compensation, you'll be in trouble!"
When he said "you'll be in trouble", he deliberately acted fiercely. Wen Liang smiled and said, "Miss, at present, you should be unable to do anything to me on the train, but we are strangers. We won't see each other again after we get off the train. Where can you go to make trouble for me? Therefore, such threats are useless."
The young girl sighed for a moment and said, "That's right, why didn't I think of that?" Suddenly her face darkened and she said, "Take out your ID card!"
Damn, whose wild girl is this? Wen Liang was really amused and turned to Shangguan Chenlu and said, "Miss Shangguan, I thought yesterday's celebration was over..."
Shangguan Chenlu lowered her head and drooped her brows, saying calmly: "You guys should handle your own issues. If she doesn't call me, I won't care at all!"
Have personality!
Wen Liang finally felt the same as Fan Bo. It was really unlucky to meet such a couple. The one who could communicate was too cold, and the impulsive one could not communicate. The young girl widened her eyes and asked in astonishment: "How do you know Sister Chenlu's name? Are you following us?"
Wen Liang almost blurted out the word "Nima". Where is you, Diana? Is there someone following you
"How about this, you go back and eat first, I also need to think about it, compensation is such a big thing, you have to give me some time to think about it..."
Just as he finished speaking, the door of the dining car was slammed open by a man in a peaked cap, and a woman's voice came from behind him: "Catch the thief, catch the thief..."
It was lunch time and there were many passengers in the dining car. The man in the baseball cap was stunned for a moment. He heard the pursuers getting closer and saw a young girl standing in the middle of the aisle only three or four steps away from him. He hesitated for a moment, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and he took a step forward. Before anyone could react, he put the switchblade in his hand across her neck.
"Don't come over here, I'll kill anyone who comes over here!"
The young girl heard the shout of "Catch the thief" and was about to turn back with curiosity, but she didn't expect that she would be in trouble. She froze on the spot and didn't move. Wen Liang had his back to the car door and didn't understand the situation at all. When he reacted, it was too late. Seeing the switchblade in the hands of the man in the baseball cap flashing with cold light, his heart sank suddenly.
In the 1990s, trains were a paradise for thief gangs. It was not uncommon to see people holding a knife and taking hostages for a little money. However, it was rare to see people holding a knife and taking hostages for a little money!
This guy in the baseball cap is an out-and-out desperado!
The person being pursued also appeared at the door. As luck would have it, it was the long-haired girl who sang last night. Behind her were a few male passengers who followed her out of bravery.
"Go away, go away!"
The people who were dining there had already fled in all directions out of fear. The man in the baseball cap screamed at the top of his lungs, dragged the young girl back to the car window, waved his hand and knocked over the food on the table, and said, "Stop the car, stop the car quickly, or I'll kill her..."
Shangguan Chenlu had stood up early. She was farther away than Wen Liang and couldn't take action immediately. But when she saw that the young girl was in a critical situation, a powerful and sharp aura burst out from her slender body.
Especially when her right hand, which was hanging by her leg, was slightly raised, it was an obvious action of drawing a gun. Wen Liang noticed this, frowned, took a step forward, attracted Shangguan Chenlu's attention, shook his head calmly, then raised his hands high and said, "We can discuss it, brother, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive..."
(Yesterday's chapter was about a green train, and I lost more than a dozen of my favorites. I cried. Is it so obscure and ugly?) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued)