Tales on the Green Train

Probably because of his strict self-discipline all year round, Wang Huifeng doesn't drink very well.The three of them had a hot pot meal at Yang Peidong's house. A bottle of liquor had already run out, and half a case of beer was gone.

When he was drunk, Zhang Yan asked drunkenly: "Brother Feng, I heard that you went on a blind date." Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully: "How is it?"

Wang Huifeng waved his hand and said with a "don't mention it" expression: "I met you two or three times and said I'm not interested."

Zhang Yan: "?? Fun?"

Wang Huifeng pointed to Yang Peidong next to him: "Like him, anyone can eat it, very open."

Zhang Yan coughed half to death from a mouthful of spicy soup, and stared at Yang Peidong: What have you taught him? ?

Yang Peidong circled his index finger a few times around his temple and then threw it out, indicating: My IQ is not online.

Zhang Yan gave him a big roll of eyes - he really forgot everything when he saw the color.

Wang Huifeng has a straight body, dark skin, handsome eyebrows, not to mention a strong body.When he was wearing long sleeves, his stature looked no different from ordinary people. If he was only wearing short sleeves, his strong muscles were really scary.Zhang Yan looked at his biceps and felt that he could smash his head into a rotten watermelon with one punch.

Wang Huifeng served in the army for ten years, his salary was not low, and he had nowhere to spend it, so he naturally saved a lot.As for the house, the state has subsidies, and it has been arranged a long time ago.Not to mention the car, he probably drives a private car like driving a toy car.For a person like this who has a car and a house and is not short of money, Zhang Yan believes that there is still a market for finding a partner based on his conditions.

It's just...it's true that he is not very good at talking. If you ask a question and he answers it, if you don't ask, it is basically impossible for him to initiate the topic, just like an idiot who can only work hard.This is really deadly for girls.

Zhang Yan took a sip of plain water to suppress his cough, "Don't listen to him talking nonsense, he can only open his mouth, and he can't even say a single word of shit when he really meets someone he likes."

Wang Huifeng said with a smile: "Your personality is quite good-but you are good-looking, it is probably the result of other people's false impressions on you, you should not worry about this."

Zhang Yan said indifferently: "I don't have the pressure you have. My mother doesn't care about me. She has a personality that goes with everything."

Yang Peidong suddenly said: "Don't all of you soldiers have group blind dates?"

Zhang Yan: "..."

He finally knew why this product hadn't made any progress after more than a month.

Wang Huifeng drank a little too much, and he talked with a big tongue. He bit his tongue and said, "Actually, I don't like blind dates. It's just to deal with my family."

"So you have been procrastinating on purpose?" Zhang Yan asked.

Wang Huifeng nodded: "I have a natural aversion to blind dates, and it's not that no one is interested in me. These days, there are still many good girls who want to find someone who can live a down-to-earth life."

Both Yang Peidong and Zhang Yan nodded.

Wang Huifeng said: "It's a bit ashamed to say it. I haven't had a serious relationship since I joined the army at the age of 17. I think it's a pity to just get married like this. What about you two?"

Zhang Yan said, "I've been talking for four years."

Wang Huifeng: "Oh, it's time to get married."

Zhang Yan: "..."

I'm afraid this won't work.

Wang Huifeng turned to look at Yang Peidong, stunned for a while, as if he had realized something: "...you and I know, you are messing around."

Zhang Yan: "..."

Yang Peidong: "..."

Zhang Yan tapped the table with his index finger: "Is this the impression you left in people's hearts?" Then he gave him a thumbs up.

Yang Peidong explained: "Whoever said I messed up, I am still very conscious of hygiene and health - I have a different concept from yours. I cast a wide net and focus on catching fish. You just hang on a tree with a crooked neck Like him—" He pointed to Zhang Yan, "You can still find crooked neck trees here, like you—" He looked at Wang Huifeng, "You can't even find a tree!"

Wang Huifeng was amused by his metaphor, "To be honest, I really didn't expect to be friends with you."

"How to say?" Yang Peidong asked.

"It is said that things of a kind flock together and people are divided into groups," Wang Huifeng explained. "My personality and lifestyle are too far from yours. It really doesn't seem like we can get together."

"Maybe we have ulterior motives for you?" Zhang Yan suddenly said meaningfully.

Wang Huifeng, who couldn't turn his head, seemed to take it seriously. Although he teased with a smile on his face, his facial muscles were a little stiff: "The consequences of lying to veterans are very serious."

Looking at his murderous eyes, Zhang Yan unconsciously took a step back. He had the illusion of rushing out of the door, and said guiltily, "I'm just kidding you, you, you, calm down!"

Wang Huifeng's expression froze, and he immediately revealed embarrassment and embarrassment. Zhang Yan patted his chest, feeling that he was still suitable for a civilized society: "Brother Feng, have you always been this way? Do you always do it?"

Wang Huifeng said: "In the army, it's true that you can solve the problem every now and then. Just fight to see who doesn't like it."

Yang Peidong said: "Outside, you will be locked up in a cell like this—"

"I didn't do it on purpose," Wang Huifeng said, "but I trained for too long, and I couldn't hide the murderous aura on my body. I was an armed policeman for another year, and I also did the job of screaming and killing, shooting my head with a gun every day. "Wang Huifeng said and made a gesture of shooting: "Bang", and hit Zhang Yan's forehead.

Zhang Yan: "..."

Yang Peidong: "..."

Zhang Yan gestured to Yang Peidong with his eyes: Are you sure you want to be so flirtatious?

Yang Peidong seemed to hesitate for a while, then gritted his teeth and nodded, and leaned into his ear and said, "The taste is wild!"

"But I dare not open my mouth..."

"..."

Zhang Yan suddenly felt that there was a reason why Yang Peidong didn't dare to bring up the topic. Wang Huifeng was too murderous, so he said helplessly: "Why don't you also try the trick of subtly sticking to others? Stick to him first. In a year and a half, I will watch my words and look at my words."

Yang Peidong said indifferently: "Then you will always be my second candidate."

Zhang Yan said, "I'd rather be a spare tire than get shot in the head."

The two of them whispered to each other, Wang Huifeng looked puzzled: the two men were still whispering, there were three of them in total.He looked at the two people on the opposite side with a constipated expression, as if they were watching a cartoon.

Zhang Yan glanced at him, just in time to see Wang Huifeng watching them, so he grinned awkwardly.

"What are you two talking about? You are so involved in the chat," Wang Huifeng said, "Is there anything you can't say face to face?"

Zhang Yan said without words: "There is indeed one thing that I don't know whether I should say it... Um, do you discriminate against homosexuals..." His tone became lower and lower, almost showing a little guilt—he was afraid of Wang Huifeng. Blow his head off.

Who would have thought that Wang Huifeng had an expression of "what a big deal" on his face: "What's the matter? There are many in the army, okay?"

"..."

The two stretched their necks at the same time: "Huh?"

"That's what you asked me to say. Usually, I don't talk about this kind of thing. My thinking is relatively traditional."

Zhang Yan thought to himself: We can all see it.

Wang Huifeng said: "The environment in the army is closed, and many of them have sex with men..." He gestured, "Some of them are serious, but most of them are for venting."

Yang Peidong finally asked the question he was most concerned about: "Then have you ever had it?"

Wang Huifeng shook his head, smacked and said, "...I can't accept it."

Yang Peidong's heart was ashamed immediately, and he flicked the slippers casually like a ten-year-old child, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to bed first", and then went into the bedroom barefoot.

Zhang Yan had black lines all over his head, and Wang Huifeng looked puzzled: "Why did he take off his shoes before going to bed barefoot?"

Zhang Yan laughed dryly, and the two broke up after chatting for a long time.

Yang Peidong's home has two bedrooms and one living room. Wang Huifeng went to the guest bedroom, and Zhang Yan quietly went to the master bedroom after washing his face. Yang Peidong was lying on the bed in a "big" shape—he didn't I feel panicked.

Zhang Yan approached and sat on the edge of the bed with a smile, "Have you got the answer? Satisfied? It doesn't matter what you said."

Yang Peidong remained motionless.

Zhang Yan rubbed his head comfortingly: "Okay, there are so many men in the world, why bother to fall in love with one grass?"

Yang Peidong turned over and looked at him: "But there aren't many gays, and the forums are full of lies, and the bars are full of one-night stands. Why is it so difficult for me? I think I'm about to get depressed too."

Zhang Yan smiled and said, "It's just right, you can prescribe some medicine for yourself tomorrow."

Yang Peidong rolled his eyes at him: "doctors don't understand themselves."

Yang Peidong let out a long sigh: "Forget it, I'm used to it anyway. I'm announcing now that you've climbed to the top candidate again." He stretched out his hand and hooked Zhang Yan's chin, "Little beauty, clean up and lie on the bed wait."

Zhang Yan tilted his head, and pinned his fiery hand with his fingers, "No one will hook you up and use me for sex."

Just as he was talking, Hu Bing called. Zhang Yan held up the phone and shook it provocatively in front of his eyes, then pressed the answer button and went out the door.Yang Peidong's face is like a dog's face - there are happy people everywhere in the world, why can't I be counted as one...

Hu Bing called and said that he would not be able to go home during the Chinese New Year this year, and the more the holidays came, the more busy the TV station would be.Zhang Yan didn't express any opinions, but to be honest, he was a little happy in his heart, so that it would not be easy for his family to find out.

Zhang Yan asked: "Then... do you need me to go back and look for you?"

It is rare for Hu Bing to have no noisy voices, and he really doesn't have much free time: "You can go and have a look, but this is still the first year, and I probably won't be able to go back every year after that."

Zhang Yan thought that he didn't have any reason to go to see Hu's mother. It was suspicious that he took care of his mother for so long as Hu Bing's good buddy, not to mention going to visit alone during the Chinese New Year.He couldn't help but feel a little sad. He didn't mind this kind of emotion, because the emotion Hu Bing gave him was enough to resist all of this.But now people have their own way to go, gathering less and leaving more, and the relationship seems to be gradually fading.

Although he had established a close relationship with his family, Zhang Yan suddenly felt that he and Hu Bing had drifted farther and farther.

Zhang Yan said: "I don't necessarily have time, let's talk about it when the time comes."

The conversation between the two ended without a problem.He obviously didn't say anything out of the ordinary, but that alienated atmosphere sneaked out like a barb.

Hu Bing vaguely realized something, but he felt that there was no reason, and he didn't have time to think about it.

As a result, Zhang Yan encountered a railway track collapse accident on the way back to the Acropolis, and was stuck in the middle of the journey for just a few hours.Hu Bing received the notice from above and ran to the first site for an interview in the face of the heavy rain——

"This is XX Town, XX City. At three o'clock this afternoon, the subgrade of the XX Railway suffered an overall subsidence accident. The subsidence section was more than 100 meters long. The rails were severely deformed and affected the adjacent rails. Yancheng, the starting point of the XX Railway The terminal Acropolis..."

It was raining heavily outside, and the TV in the waiting room was reporting the place where the accident happened in a loop, and the radio was repeating that the XXX train had stopped running, and N cars had stopped running, but the announcer didn't mean to stop.For the first time, Zhang Yan knew that there were so many cars passing through the Acropolis from Yancheng.

But now one can't pass, unless there is a large triangle circle on the map.

There was a strange sense of ease in his heart. There were so many people around him that he couldn’t hear what the people on the TV were saying. He put his legs crossed on the seat and looked at the familiar faces on TV like he was watching cartoons when he was a child. .The time given to him by the camera is too short, and all the shots are taken of the two suspended railways and an old man in his fifties and sixties in a raincoat.Only the subtitles can tell what the person said.

I don't know if it was because the crowd was too lively, Zhang Yan suddenly had a sore nose and wiped away his tears, like a child acting like a baby, but there was no one around him who could make him act like a baby.

San wiped away her tears, her heart suddenly became bright and joyful, she thought to herself that no wonder women live longer than men, because they all love to cry, and after crying, they feel much more comfortable.The crowd had already turned upside down because of the delay of the trip, and no one was in the mood to pay attention to him.

Just as he was thinking about it, a four-year-old doll suddenly came over and handed him a pack of tissues, and his eyes looked a little sympathetic.Zhang Yan now felt that he was also a four-year-old doll - sitting cross-legged on a chair, he was indeed as tall as others.So he took the tissue and thanked him, took out two lollipops from his pocket and shared them with the little doll.

The two of them sat side by side and licked the lollipop, neither of them said anything, it was a bit like a confidant.This brief companionship did not end until the child's mother picked him up.

Hu Bing called at this time. Zhang Yan heard the heavy rain over there, so he might be staying in a temporary green cloth shed.

Hu Bing asked, "Where are you?"

"Still in Yancheng," Zhang Yan said, "It collapsed before getting in the car."

"That's okay, it's better to stay in a familiar place than to be forced to get off at a strange station..."

"I have something to tell you," Zhang Yan said, "I suddenly feel that we are not suitable."

Hu Bing's heart tightened, and instantly felt that the whole world was quiet.

Zhang Yan's tone was careless, a complex tone composed of jokes mixed with angry words.He never got angry, and never even said a harsh word, neither to Hu Bing nor to others.

No matter what mood or tone he said now, it was probably the greatest anger he had ever shown.

It took Hu Bing a long time for his brain to be a little stuck when he said such a sentence before he laboriously analyzed this point.

Hu Bing said, "Don't move there, I'll pick you up."

"No need." Zhang Yan squeezed the bones of his ankle, "You have more important things to do." You always have more important things to do.

"Don't move, I'll go right away," Hu Bing said and hung up the phone, leaving no room for him to refuse.Then he asked the driver to drop him in the town by bus, and took a taxi directly from the town to Yancheng. On the way, he contacted a colleague to take his place.