Sun Qingmei leaned on the seat quietly, not knowing whether she had fallen asleep. Both of them drank, and the whole car was filled with the pungent smell of alcohol.
When the car turned onto the canal bridge, Liu Yang pressed the button and lowered the windows on both sides to take a breath. A blast of fresh air blew into my face, and the night breeze in late September already seemed cool.
"Ugh... Stop the car, stop it..." Perhaps stimulated by the cool breeze, Sun Qingmei, who had been sitting in the passenger seat as quiet as a virgin just now, suddenly straightened up, turned her face and yelled at Liu Yang, then stuck her head out. out the window. He retched a few times, but he didn't seem to vomit.
"Are you okay?" Liu Yang said while slowing down.
"Ugh... I told you to stop, why are you still driving forward? Why are you stopping here? Turn down..." Sun Qingmei was almost yelling at Liu Yang.
"Where are you going?" Liu Yang didn't know why and asked quickly.
"On the riverside..." Sun Qingmei said, seeming to point out the car window.
"It's so dark by the river, where are you going?" Liu Yang asked confused, fearing that he might misunderstand Sun Qingmei's intentions and make her angry again.
"Go if you are told! Where's all this nonsense!" Sister Meimei got angry! Liu Yang had no choice but to turn the steering wheel and the car drove along the intersection towards the river embankment.
The thousand-year-old canal has weeping willows on both sides that cannot be hugged with hands. Every spring and summer, thousands of willows are green, making it a good place for citizens to go outing. But after all, this place is outside the urban area. At night, in addition to the croaking of frogs and the chirping of cicadas, there may only be some wild mandarin ducks gathering secretly in the grass on the river beach.
As soon as Liu Yang stopped the car, Sun Qingmei opened the door and jumped out. He held a big willow tree with his hand and started to scream.
The reason why he used the word "scream" instead of "vomit" was because Liu Yang was not sure whether Sun Qingmei really vomited it out.
Liu Yang quickly opened the trunk of the car and took a bottle of mineral water from it. Before he could get behind Sun Qingmei, Sun Qingmei had already shouted: "Don't come over here, you want to see me make a fool of myself, don't you?" "
Who wants to see you make a fool of yourself? Besides, didn’t you just drink a little too much? Who has never done this kind of thing before, is there anything so strange about it? Do you think I want to see you? It's really a good intention to treat it like a donkey's liver and lungs!
Liu Yang stopped and raised his eyes to look at the river. I don’t know what day it is tonight on the lunar calendar. A bright moon shines on the gurgling river. The breeze blows, and the water surface is blown up by a layer of sparkling silver waves. It's like a lover's hand, gently flicking the willow branches, causing the willow leaves to make bursts of brushing sounds. It adds a touch of touching interest to the countryside where the moon and stars are sparse in the wilderness.
Sun Qingmei vomited for a while and seemed to be feeling much better. Sitting on the stone bench under the tree, I silently looked at the moon reflected in the river, biting my lower lip without saying a word.
Liu Yang gave her the mineral water in his hand, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and stood aside quietly admiring the moonlight by the river. Sun Qingmei beside her took a sip of water, gargled her mouth, spat it out, and slowly raised her head.