The phone in his pocket vibrated twice. This was the fifth time in three minutes. Jiang Cheng opened his eyes.
The car has been driving for almost three hours, the sky outside the window is still very gloomy, the girl sitting next to him is still asleep, her forehead is firmly resting on his shoulder, and the right shoulder is already numb.
He shrugged a little irritably. The girl just tilted her head. He pushed the girl's head away with his fingers, but within a few seconds, the head snapped back to his shoulder.
This kind of action had been repeated many times, and he felt that the girl was not asleep, but the effect was coma.
Irritable.
He didn't know how long he could get to the station. He didn't check it when he got the ticket. He only knew that he was going to a small town that he hadn't even heard of before this trip.
Life is amazing.
When the phone vibrated for the sixth time, Jiang Cheng sighed and took out the phone.
-what happened
-Why haven't you mentioned anything about leaving before
-Why did you leave suddenly
-Why didn't you tell me
How how how why why why blablablabla...
The message was sent by Yu Xin. It is estimated that he could not make a phone call during the make-up class. At first glance, it was full of question marks.
When he was about to put the phone back in his pocket, the seventh message came.
-If you don't reply to the news, we will break up!
Finally it was not the question mark, he heaved a sigh of relief, turned off the phone, and put it back in his pocket.
It doesn’t make much sense for him to break up. The love for two months on the high school campus is nothing more than what other classmates say. Someone will bring you early, and there is an exclusive cheerleading team for playing... What degree.
Looking at the constantly changing and always the same scenery outside the car window, Jiang Cheng's destination was finally reported on the broadcast. The girl next to her moved her head and looked like she was about to wake up. He quickly drew a red marker out of his schoolbag, pulled off the cap, held it in his hand and turned it around.
The girl woke up, raised her face, with a big mark on her forehead, as if she had practiced magic skills.
After meeting his gaze, the girl wiped the corners of her mouth, took out the phone, lowered her head, and said, "I'm sorry."
Didn't even hear any apologies? Jiang Cheng smiled meaningfully at her, the girl was stunned, her eyes fell on the rotating marker in his hand.
Jiang Cheng put the cap on the pen fiercely and made a creak.
Two seconds later, she slammed her face, stood up and rushed towards the bathroom.
Jiang Cheng also stood up and looked out of the car window. It was so gloomy all the way to here, and finally it snowed. He took his suitcase from the luggage rack, put on his coat and walked to the door of the car, took out his phone and turned on the phone.
The phone was quiet, and Yu Xin's message did not ring again, nor did he miss it.
It feels that this is the most comfortable time for her to get along with Yu Xin these days. It is not easy.
But no one other than Yu Xin contacted him.
For example, someone he thought would come to pick him up.
Following the crowds leaving the station, Jiang Cheng pulled the zipper of the down jacket to his head and looked at this gray city in the cold winter.
The chaos and rundown around the railway station was his first impression of the city.
No, this is the second impression. The first impression was that his mother was at a loss when he said "Go back, there is your real home".
He dragged the box to the southernmost side of the station square. There were few people, and there was a small street next to it. There were all kinds of small hotels that felt like you couldn't get out when you got in, and small restaurants that felt poisoned after eating.
He sat on the suitcase, took out his phone and looked at it again, but no one contacted him.
He has both a phone number and an address, but he just doesn't want to move, he doesn't want to talk or he doesn't want to move, he fetches a cigarette from his pocket, and he is full of deep, inexplicable, and dazed feeling that he will come here suddenly. , Desperate, angry.
Staring at the ice on the ground while furious, he touched the lighter from his pocket, leaned back against the cold wind and shrank the cigarette, and sighed as he watched the smoke floating in front of him.
If this is for the class teacher to see, I don't know what to say.
But it's okay, he is already here, far away, not to mention the head teacher, even people who have lived in the same house with him for more than ten years, maybe they won't meet again.
It is estimated that no one will stare at whether he smokes or not in the small school in this small city.
Only half of the cigarette smoked, Jiang Cheng was too cold to hold him. He stood up and planned to take a taxi to find a place to eat first. After dragging the box, he felt that something hit his ankle. Not small, it hurt him for a while.
He frowned and turned back and saw a skateboard behind him.
Then before he looked up to see where the skateboard was flying over, a man fell to his feet.
"Why..." He reflexively stretched out his hand to help, but he stopped halfway through his hand.
The messy hair is scattered, cut like a dog, long and short, and the clothes on the body are quite dirty... beggar? tramp? Porcelain? Thief
When the man raised his head, he could see that this was a girl who looked like she was in the fifth and sixth grade of elementary school. Although her face was covered with mud, she could see that her skin was quite white and her eyes were big.
But the hand he wanted to hold again was not activated yet, the little girl was dragged away by the four or five little girls who followed, and someone was still kicking her back on her back. She staggered and almost fell down again.
Jiang Cheng immediately understood what was going on, hesitated, turned around and dragged the suitcase to move on.
A burst of laughter turning behind him stopped him again.
When he was in a bad mood, he was not willing to be nosy. It happened that he was in a very special and very bad mood now, but the dark and clean eyes of the little girl with big eyes just turned his head back.
"Hey!" he shouted.
The little girls stopped, and the eyes of one who looked like a head slanted: "What are you doing!"
Jiang Cheng dragged the box and walked over slowly, staring at the little girl who was still pulling the clothes with big eyes. After staring for two seconds, the little girl let go.
He pulled his big eyes to his side and looked at the little girls: "It's okay, let's go."
"Who are you!" The picker was a little timid, but still yelled dissatisfiedly.
"I am the big brother with a knife," Jiang Yan looked at her, "I can cut you a hairstyle of the same style as her in 30 seconds."
"I'll ask my brother to come and clean you up in a while!" The one who picked the head was obviously not a habitual offender. He shrank a little when he heard this, but he was still not convinced. (End of this chapter)