The Road Home

Chapter 43: The Return Road to Morning Dawn (2)

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By noon, the wedding banquet was over.

Those who were drunk were sent to the private rooms upstairs, or went straight home.

Gui Xiao took off his makeup in Meng Xiaoshan's office and washed his face dry. Lu Yanchen walked in with the sleepy Lu Chuyang in his arms, put him on the bed, and pushed it to the corner, with the invitation card in his small hand. Qin Xiaonan came in with him, his eyes locked on his sister, because everyone had explained that his duty today was to watch her sister and stay close to her.

The children especially like the phrase "Chen Xiaozhao", because Lu Yanchen told her that her name, "Chuyang" is equivalent to "Chenxiao", which is the name of her parents.

So from the time he wrote these five words on the invitation card, the children patiently took them one by one, pointed to them, recognized the characters "morning" and "xiao" over and over again, then pointed to their nose and said, "chu Positive."

He was wearing a white shirt and khaki track shorts, just as he had first seen him.

Lu Yanchen doesn't have many casual clothes. According to his explanation, because they are not as disciplined as military uniforms, the uniforms of the base can also be used as casual clothes. Therefore, the closet at home only gave him a small grid, all uniforms, no more than five sets of casual clothes, and this set was hung on the far right side against the wall.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Gui Xiao didn't notice that he came back with this casual suit, and tiptoed behind him, "I remember this suit, you wore it four years ago."

Lu Yanchen gave Qin Xiaonan a wink and took Gui Xiao away.

Lu Chuyang was always sticking to his father. Seeing his parents want to leave together, he rolled over to get out of bed, but was persuaded by Qin Xiaonan's kind words. The one-and-a-half-year-old girl struggled and slapped Qin Xiaonan's right face. The drooping eyes immediately stopped moving, stupid. Qin Xiaonan hurriedly persuaded in distress: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, my brother doesn't hurt, come, come, hit me here again."

Lu Yanchen got a bicycle from Meng Xiaoshan. He couldn't drive after drinking alcohol. He was going to use this to take Gui Xiao to revisit the old road.

The town has changed a lot.

The two argued about the route, obeyed the bride's request, rode in from the northeast corner of the original market, looked for the location of the boutique house that she had almost hollowed out, and then went back to the main road of the town to find beef noodles. Booth, look for that billiard hall, that two-story shopping mall. The two were outside the gate of the middle school, looking inside, students were making up lessons, the playground was renovated, and the big poplar tree was still there.

The small shop at the gate of the school was gone, and there was a thick brick wall, and the white paint covered all traces.

Gui Xiao looked at the wall with a sense of disappointment: "I remember that this small shop has two doors, one facing the outside of the school and the other facing the inside. When you were just repeating your studies, once I walked in through the door of the school, just in time. You came in through the door outside the school. Do you know Lu Chen? All the girls in the room were peeking at you at that time. "

She was quite proud: "I didn't peek, I watched it clearly."

Lu Yanchen took out a cigarette case from his trouser pocket under the shade of a tree.

I'm going to the gas station in a while, there's no smoking there, so I'll fix it here first. After Gui Xiao finished speaking, he went to probe his head to watch the campus. He switched on the lighter, got close to the cigarette butt, lit it, took a deep breath and wandered between his heart: "It's almost done, come and stand." It's too dry, look Her cheeks were tanned.

Gui Xiao was reluctant to part with it, so he ran across the small road with his hands behind his back and walked to his side. Outside the post office, opposite the school.

He smokes, she watches.

The guards at the gate of the school don't know what the two of them are doing. It depends on the age. The child should not be studying, but they can't guess what they can do standing outside the school gate at noon in the summer.

He stuffed the cigarette into his mouth, rode into the car, and drove Guixiao to the place she named: the gas station where the two met again four years ago.

There was no shade on the road, and her arm hurt from the sun.

Five minutes away.

The bike turned her into a gas station.

He didn't drive again. He was afraid that the gas station staff would think that the two were sick, so he propped the bicycle in the shade and asked her to wait and go in to buy water.

"Do you have any money in your wallet?" Gui Xiaolin chased after him before he entered.

"There's a bit more, enough for a few days." He returned, pushing the door open.

Gui Xiao was in the back seat, looking at his figure, he took out a purse inside the glass door and took out a 20 yuan bill, and quickly took it from the other party to give change. He took out two bottles of water in one hand, a bottle of mineral water, and a bottle of iced black tea.

The ice water fell to the concrete floor along the bottle. After handing her the iced black tea, he unscrewed his bottle, raised his head, and took two sips.

The Adam's apple slid up and down slightly due to the action of swallowing water.

Gui Xiao also took a sip of his drink and suddenly said, "I'll ask you again."

Lu Yanchen lowered his eyes and looked at her.

"Do you remember who I am?"

Four years ago, here, that's what she asked.

Behind him, the pickup truck and the car turned in one after another, and the car exhaust was still so unpleasant, with a burnt smell and dust. The driver of the sedan jumped out of the car and said "Number 92"...

In the midst of the noise, he quietly looked at her eyebrows, her face: "Remember, I will remember you when you turn to ashes."

"Well then." Gui Xiao said.

Lu Yanchen nodded cautiously, as if he had really returned to that day, and told her, "Listen to you."

Over the years, you have always been by my side.

In the wind in Inner Mongolia, in the sand and dust of Beijing, it seems to be everywhere, but you can turn around and look for it, but there is no trace.

Through the dusty years, who has not regretted it

Always wait until the morning dawn to illuminate the way back.

Thank you, Lu Chen, for appearing when I was thirteen years old.

Thank you, too, for being back.

— (Online version) End of full text —

The author has something to say:

Phew, get it done.

Here is the online version, the book version is waiting for me to take a breath... Maybe next year.

Well, let's talk nonsense, our family's rules.

When Sunshine was serialized in 2013, he said that the most respected professions were doctors, soldiers and war correspondents. After Sunshine ended, only the soldiers did not write. Last year, I went back to Beijing for something and happened to be at the military parade training base. I watched them practice over and over again on the runway at night. In order to show the pride of national strength to the people of the whole country, I was deeply touched. And now, I am very happy that the draft has finally been successfully completed, with mixed feelings and thousands of words.

I thought I would say a lot after the serialization, but I found that I was choked here again, and the text that should be said has been said.

90% of the words that describe this profession in this book are true (original I wanted to write 98%... in case the information is also wrong... leave some room for yourself hahahaha), our soldiers are great, no need for any fabrications to exaggerate. Very respectable. For example, being recalled to defuse bombs after changing jobs, this is a real story, and it is the anti-terrorist unit on the frontier. One of Brother Chen's colleagues had no arms. The article mentioned that he was the arm of an ice shop in Changsha that was lost during detonation. This is also true. Wait, wait, and so on, and it's also true that you take yourself and terrorists for hostages.

During the period, a reader asked about this small town, yes, it is real, but the place name was not marked, and it was properly hidden.

So far, five months of serialization, thank you for your company.

goodbye bye~

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