Old Liu

As the night deepened, people gradually fell asleep on the speeding train.

"Dad, I want to drink water." The child woke up from a nap, rubbed his eyes with his little hands, and stretched himself in his father's arms.The father smiled and kissed his forehead, took out the water bottle from the luggage bag, put it near the child's mouth, and said, "Is the baby hungry?" With his head resting on his father's chest, he fell asleep again.

The man lovingly touched his little head, and wrapped his clothes tightly, only showing a cute little face outside.After hugging for most of the night, my arms were so sore, and I had to take care of the luggage and the child at the same time, it was a bit embarrassing.This stuffy truck is crowded with people, and the places where they can stand are full of all kinds of cheap shoes.For a ticket of more than [-] yuan, for such a long journey, the people who take it are all people of my own kind.With a big bag on his back and a child on his chest, he didn't know how he squeezed into the seat.Fortunately, the child didn't cry, but opened a pair of clear big eyes and shouted excitedly: "Daddy, Daddy."

China's trains always embarrass the poor.

At four o'clock in the morning, the bus arrived at the station. The station in City X was noisy and lively even in the early morning.The man tied the child to his chest, picked up his big old denim backpack, and waited until the people in the car were almost gone before slowly getting out of the car.Follow the flow of people down the platform, check the ticket, and walk out of the station.The flow of people was scattered again, everyone went to their respective destinations, and it seemed that he was the only one who had nowhere to go.The man stood in the middle of the square, looking at the [-]:[-] displayed on the electronic screen, his heart was at a loss.Traffic and crowds, bright neon lights, the surrounding is very lively, but his heart is deserted.Standing in this square for the first time, I seem to be wearing a beach suit and a torn straw hat, and I am happily walking past.How come it's just a matter of looking back, and it's already changed?

Are you ok?

"Father!" The child let out a clear and loud sound, and at the same time touched his father's face with his little hand worriedly.He seemed frightened by the tears on his father's face, and he was about to cry with his mouth puckered.

Old Liu suddenly found himself in that memory, and unknowingly burst into tears.Is it true that everyone's memory is a leaky book that is always dripping with water when it is opened by chance?He hurriedly wiped away the tears, lowered his head and kissed the worried child on his chest, patted the child's back lightly, and said, "Is the baby hungry?"

The child answered loudly that he was not hungry. At the same time, he took out a deformed rabbit candy from his pocket and said, "Dad, eat it. Don't cry, don't cry." He thought his father was crying because of hunger.

Old Liu opened his mouth, and he stuffed his whole little fist into his father's mouth. Old Liu couldn't laugh or cry.

I found a breakfast shop, bought a bowl of porridge for my child, and borrowed some hot water to make instant noodles under the look of the waiter.The child was hungry, so he swallowed it as soon as it was fully stuffed, eating so fast and deliciously that Lao Liu's hands were too busy.After the waiter finished eating, he ate the instant noodles in a dull manner.It was still very early, Lao Liu got up slowly, the way to Lei Zheng's house was engraved in his mind, but he couldn't move forward.It took him too much time to muster up the courage to take a step, and finally reached City X, but when he arrived in his city, his courage seemed to be exhausted.I was very timid in my heart.More than two years have passed, and his mind has not changed, but what about that person?At that time, I chose to leave, and I didn't even give him any news.But his longing for him is increasing day by day, making him uneasy.He wanted to see him, to be with him, to hear their kids call him daddy...

"Dad, dry it." The son gripped his clothes on his chest and complained loudly.The child is just over one year old, full of energy, lively and active, full of enthusiasm for everything.It grows very fast, like a new seedling in spring. It sees the wind and the rain, and its small arms and legs grow upwards, and it is impossible to buy clothes and shoes.The face is round and pouty, but the eyebrows and eyes are just like Xiaolei Zheng.

It's summer now, and the sun can peel off a layer of skin, not to mention the delicate skin of children.Old Liu felt sorry for his son, and he was reluctant to pay for the taxi. During the process of changing trains one after another, his fatigue relieved the tension of seeing Lei Zheng a lot.

When he finally arrived in front of the house, Lao Liu felt uneasy and trembling with nervousness.This area is very quiet, and there are many pigeons parked by the side of the road. As soon as they passed by, the pigeons flew away slowly, grunting and looking at them with their heads tilted.The child had never seen so many birds, shouted excitedly, beat his father's chest with his little hands, and shouted inarticulately: "There are so many! There are so many! Dad, it's white!" Lao Liu tried hard to teach The child can speak Mandarin, but he can't speak Mandarin himself. Naturally, the child can only say "bird" as "le".

Old Liu touched the child's little head, thinking bitterly, this is Lei Zheng's child.Perhaps, for the sake of the child, he could forgive him a little.The familiar door was right in front of him, and Lao Liu felt that the air became heavy as he breathed, frozen like cement, gray and unable to move.The longing for Lei Zheng has never stopped, and only when he is in front of him can he feel real and sad.The roses in the yard are blooming just right, like a crackling and burning flame, pouring out their fragrance warmly.At that time, Lei was standing in front of him holding a handful of uneven and untrimmed roses, his shallow smile and gentle whispers still seemed like yesterday.

The child looked at the birds for a long time. At this time, the white pigeons flapped their wings leisurely, flew into the yard, and landed on the side of the green brick and black tile house. The child immediately waved his little arms and shouted: "Father, I want to go in." But the father was immersed in the memory and turned a deaf ear to it. The child became angry and slapped his father's chin vigorously: "Go in, go in."

The child's yelling caused the dog tied in the yard to bark wildly. The guard saw the person at the door from a distance, and asked in a loud Beijing accent, "Who are you looking for?"

Old Liu cleared his throat and said, "I...I'm looking for Lei Zheng." This sentence was repeated in his heart and practiced countless times, but when he said it now, it seemed so pale and weak.What reason does he have to come back to him?

"Mr. Lei is not here, you can come back another day."

"I... I'm Liu..."

"What about Zhang San and Li Si? There are too many people looking for Mr. Lei. How can he have time to meet everyone?"

Having said all this, Lao Liu really didn't have the courage to stay any longer, even if he stayed for a second longer, he could hear the sound of his heart breaking, and could only run away amidst the crying of the child.He walked so fast that the courage under his feet seemed to disappear bit by bit.I am the irrelevant Zhang San Li Si in the population, and I have already walked out of his life, so why come back?