together for a moment

When they walked out of the shop, Zhao Yimu and Nick each had their own harvest, Zhao Yimu was holding a bag of colorful clothes, and Nick found out from the boss that there is a place where you can enjoy the sunset: on the north bank of the Yamuna River, you can look at the sunset in the distance. Taj Mahal.

Nick just went to a small stall on the side of the road to buy mineral water and dry food. When he came back, Zhao Yimu had already picked up a tuk-tuk and negotiated a price. Nick nodded in satisfaction and praised: "It's ok, I've learned the skills of a backpacker. "

"Where is it? It's not as good as Master Nick's teaching." Zhao Yimu flattered him.

"You're still in the dark, and you won't be considered a backpacker until you sleep in the station hall someday." Nick got on the tuk-tuk, and the sun began to slant to the west, and the golden wheat light sprinkled his body.

"Have you slept?" Zhao Yimu asked.

"I have slept in parks, stations, and airports." Nick narrowed his eyes and smiled. "The experience is not very good, but it must be unforgettable. I was alone with my backpack, and I dare not sleep soundly."

"Traveling alone is so tiring, why don't you find a companion to go with you?" Zhao Yimu used to travel abroad in groups, with all meals, drinks and entertainment included.

"It's not that simple. Everyone has different travel habits and places they want to go. If you have a destiny, go for a while together. If you don't have a companion, you can be free alone." Nick leaned back on the back of the chair and smiled sideways.

"Speaking of it this way, we are destined." Zhao Yimu said.

"Isn't it? If it took you a little longer to clear customs at the airport that day or I didn't smoke outside, then we would have missed it." Nick squinted his eyes in the sun, "Actually, meeting people is not that easy."

"Will you keep in touch with the friends you met on the road? I mean after the trip is over." Zhao Yimu was a little curious.

"No, there is no need," Nick said, shaking his head, "It is a tacit understanding between backpackers to keep the memory at the moment of meeting."

It may be because this person has a free and easy temperament. Nick's answer is not surprising at all, but he is a little bit disappointed. He hasn't met such an interesting person for a long time.

They caught the timing just right. When they got off the bus, it was just after five o'clock. There were already some tourists sitting or lying on the open space on the north bank of the Yamuna River. Nick followed the route the boss told him and took Zhao Yimu to the side path and arrived at a person. Sitting on a small mound platform, overlooking the Taj Mahal gilded by the setting sun across a river, it is dazzling but soft, with a face that is completely different from that in the morning and day.

"I have never seen a scenic spot where I can see the sunset from the sunrise. I will never get tired of seeing all kinds of styles. It deserves its name." The evening breeze gently brushed Zhao Yimu's face, and he squinted comfortably Eye.

"Yeah, it's so beautiful that it's touching and so happy that it's a little lonely." Nick said.

"Lonely?" Zhao Yimu was puzzled.

"Every time I see this beautiful scenery, I think of my parents. They have worked hard all their lives to help me pursue my dreams abroad, but I have never been abroad," Nick said with a sigh, "I don't know if there is a chance to bring They come out for a walk."

Zhao Yimu thought of his mother who had no interest in traveling for fun. It is estimated that even if he paid for the arrangement, Tang Qing would not be bothered to make this long trip.

"Do your parents like sex?" Zhao Yimu asked.

"Yeah, when I was young, the family of three used to play everywhere in the country. Later, after my father's factory business started, the chances of traveling were much less, and then I went abroad to study, and even the chances of going home were less." When Nick said this , the eyes seem to fall into the memories of the past.

"My mother doesn't really like to go out. She likes a regular day, and she arranges everything well at any time of the day," Zhao Yimu yawned while talking: "I tried to find a girlfriend to come to India to play, but she Said she wanted to go to Europe."

"It seems that we can share this beautiful scenery with each other now, Brother Owen." Nick patted his leg, "To commemorate this moment of one period and one meeting, I will play a song for you as a kid." As he spoke, he pulled from his bag Take out a small black box.

"Play? Do you have a musical instrument?" Zhao Yimu looked at the small black box and said, "This is... a harmonica?"

"Bingo!" Nick opened the piano case, and there was an all-black harmonica lying inside, "I can play whatever I want, and you can listen to it whatever you want."

"I'll give you a reward if you play well." Zhao Yimu doesn't know harmonica, but the one Nick is holding looks much more advanced than the one he remembers playing when he was a child.

When the familiar tune came out from the harmonica, Zhao Yimu knew it was an old English song but couldn't remember the title, only remembered the lyrics, and hummed softly along with the music

If you miss the train I'mon (if you miss the train I'mon)

YouwillknowthatIamgone (you willknowthatIamgone)

You can hear the whistle blowahundred miles (you can hear the whistle of the train a hundred miles away)

Ahundredmiles, ahundredmiles (a hundred miles away...)

Ahundredmiles, ahundredmiles (a hundred miles away...)

You can hear the whistle blowahundred miles (you can hear the whistle of the train a hundred miles away)

Lord, I'mone. Lord, I'mtwo (God, I'm a hundred miles from home, two hundred miles)

Lord, I'mthree.Lord, I'mfour (God, I'm three hundred miles from home, four hundred miles)

Lord, I'm five hundred miles away from home

fivehundredmiles, fivehundredmiles (five hundred miles away...)

fivehundredmiles, fivehundredmiles (five hundred miles away...)

Lord, I'm five hundred miles away from home

Oh, this song is called fivehundredmiles, Zhao Yimu remembered it.

Nick played very well, at least to his layman's ear, it sounded impeccable. The music, the breeze and the early morning wake up made him feel sleepy, and Zhao Yimu yawned twice in a row.

"Are you sleepy? Does that mean I'm playing well or not?" Nick asked him with a smile after playing the piece.

"You play very well, but I haven't played like this for a whole day for a long time, so I'm a little tired." Zhao Yimu smiled embarrassedly.

"It's okay, you go to sleep, I'll play for you to sleep." Nick played another old English song.

If that's the case, then I'll take a nap unceremoniously. Zhao Yimu bent his back and lowered his head, falling asleep to the sound of music. Before Nick finished playing a piece of music, the tired birds in the sky lightly landed on the treetops, and Zhao Yimu's head fell on his left arm, and he was about to fall backward. Nick quickly hugged him .

"Are you really talking about sleeping?" Nick looked down and saw Zhao Yimu's peaceful sleeping face with relaxed brows and eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. , thinking that it would be good to have someone as a company once in a while, someone to rely on when you are tired, and hug each other for warmth when it is cold.Are people like this, wanting to find someone to rely on after being alone for a long time?

When Zhao Yimu opened his eyes again, it was already dark. He was in a deep sleep. It took a while for his brain to restart, but when he found himself being held on Nick's shoulder, his brain froze again.

"Uh... how long have I been sleeping, why is it dark." He moved his shoulders, his voice a little hoarse.

"It didn't take long, just over half an hour." Nick smiled, let go of the hands around his shoulders, and took away even the warmth. He stood up and patted his pants to stretch his back, "Oh, you slept so deeply I couldn’t move, my back was stiff.”

"You should have woken me up..." Zhao Yimu was a little embarrassed.

"It's warmer when two people are close together. I was next to you last night, and you are next to me today. No one will suffer." Nick moved his neck and turned around, "Let's go, I promised Anuj yesterday that I would go to his house Restaurant patronage, it’s about the same now.”

When they got back to the place where they got off the bus, they found that the tourists had all left, and the tuk-tuk driver who was waiting outside had no one now, Nick shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "Let's go back, think of it as a pre-dinner exercise. As far as I remember, it should not be more than eight kilometers."

"Eight kilometers is not far? You can't walk in an hour." Zhao Yimu took out his mobile phone and used GPS to navigate the route, and he had to walk 7.6 kilometers.

"Why don't you walk around and see if there is a car that can be picked up?" Nick said halfway, the phone rang, it was Anuj calling to ask him when he was going to have dinner, Nick had to tell him the current situation, unexpectedly Anuj immediately said that he would ride a motorcycle to pick them up, as long as they waited for him where they were.

Zhao Yimu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the good news. It would be fatal to walk eight kilometers on the chaotic Indian road, but after thinking about it seriously, something seemed wrong.

"Why is this Anuj so enthusiastic, please come to pick us up for dinner, are all Indians like this?" Zhao Yimu asked

"Indians are generally friendly to foreigners, and they are usually more enthusiastic towards girls." Nick seemed to think of something, and smiled and said, "But Anuj seems to be really enthusiastic, and we chatted non-stop on the train. , I saw someone sleeping next to him soundly and soundly, that was simply enviable."

"Well, I'm really not like this. After arriving in India, I somehow relaxed my nerves several times." Zhao Yimu defended himself with amusement and annoyance.

"If it's loose, then it's loose, and if it's loose or tight, you can maintain your enthusiasm!" Nick was very funny seeing him being eager to argue, "Are you usually tense?"

"Are you tense? I don't particularly think so. It's been like this since I was a child. My mother doesn't like children to make trouble, and she does everything in a dignified manner." Zhao Yimu is not used to talking about himself, but because his partner is Nick, After saying goodbye a few days later, he didn't see the person again, but he felt that it didn't matter to chat.

"That's why you should try to travel, jump out of those frames, and relax." Nick said.

"You are the first to say this. Most people tell me to work hard to get a promotion, and then get married and have children." Zhao Yimu found himself feeling helpless when he said this.

"It's okay, they must be doing it for your own good." Nick smiled, "But I can't wrong myself, I have to do everything to make myself happy, as long as I am happy, even if I suffer."

Zhao Yimu didn't speak, just stared at him for a while before saying, "How old are you?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Nick asked.

"Who doesn't want to live a happy life, but is it actually easy? Maybe you won't know until you are a little older and roll around in the workplace. It's all good." Zhao Yimu's words rushed out of his mouth without thinking, probably wanting to defend his own way of life all the time, and also seemed to kill Nick's naive idea with a bit of malice.

After hearing this sentence, Nick's eyes flickered, he nodded with his lips pursed, and said, "Someone told me this sentence before, so you really look like him..."

"...Anyone with a bit of experience would say that." Zhao Yimu softened his tone, feeling that he shouldn't be serious, it's none of his business to live how people like to live.

"Don't make it sound like you're old." Nick laughed softly, then rubbed his stomach and wailed, "I'm really hungry, how long will it take for Anuj to come?"

"You still want to walk eight kilometers back?" Zhao Yimu sneered.

"Don't worry, I have food ready at any time." Nick said, then took out a pack of potato chips from his bag, "Let's eat something to fill our stomach first?"

"Hold on, we're going to eat later." Zhao Yimu thinks it's not a good habit to eat snacks before meals.

"Whispering, I should call you Mrs. Owen." Nick glared at him feigningly, ignoring his nagging, "If you don't eat me, I'll just have fun!"

"Eat, eat, eat, I think you are just a child." Zhao Yimu was amused by his appearance.

The last bag of potato chips still didn't fall into Nick's stomach, because when he was about to start shooting, a beam of light from a distance swept across their faces blindingly, and then he heard the sound of a motorcycle.

"Nick!! Are you there?" Anuj rode his car in reverse all the way to them, grinning white teeth in the darkness, "Oh, Owen, are you there too?"

What do you mean I'm here too?Zhao Yimu smiled and said nothing.

"If you don't come again, I'm going to starve to death!" Nick put the potato chips back into his bag with a smile on his face, and got on the motorcycle. It seemed that it was three times, and Zhao Yimu sat on the rear end of the motorcycle.

"There are many situations on the road, you have to take care of them." Zhao Yimu heard Anuj say this, and grabbed the iron frame with both hands. Nick put Anuj's shoulders and said impatiently, "Let's go!"

"NoNoNoNo" Anuj shook his head repeatedly and shouted No, he took Nick's hand off his shoulder, clasped it around his waist again, looked back at Nick with an inexplicable smile, and said, "Hold on tight, don't let go .” After speaking, he accelerated and rushed out with a bang.

What does this look and that smile mean? Zhao Yimu, who could see clearly from behind, was instantly stunned.

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