Goodbye Wing On

I woke up at 6:45 in the morning, and it was rare that I was not woken up by the alarm clock.

Get up, wash, dress, pack up.

I took the subway, bought an 8:45 train at the train station, and waited for half an hour at the train station.

Received a text message from Yongan, "I have an event in the morning. If you can come, let's have lunch together."

Immediately, I felt cold, and felt like a neuropathy for a few days, and I was in a trance, as if I was in the clouds. I have always been sentimental, which seems to be too much.

No time was spared for me.If you can come.What a "if" word.

and so on.Such a cold tone.

There was an urge to turn back, but the desire to see him still got the better of him.

Send a text message to Yong'an on the train, "My train is at 8:45, and I can arrive at the East Station by about ten o'clock."

"My event will end at 11 o'clock at the earliest. No matter how late, I will pick you up; no matter how late, you should look like you just got off the bus." He replied immediately, in a rare second.

Hehe, I sneered.Yong'an is really a master. He crumpled my heart into a ball and threw it in a corner. Then he picked it up and ironed it properly. I was happy again.He has always been my Achilles' heel, and after many years of cultivation, I have failed.

When I got off the train at about 11 o'clock, there was a lot of people.Walked into Mengziyuan casually, ordered Shuangpi Nai and drinks, and waited for a long time. Fortunately, there was enough air-conditioning, so I finished reading a novel on my mobile phone.Stories are anticlimactic, but that's often the case with life stories.

Chatting with the little girl on the opposite side of the seat, it’s nice to be young, and it takes dozens of hours to go to his hometown, Harbin, by train.Who can be so willful, I have lost this freedom long before I met him.

It was almost 12 o'clock, he called me and said he would be there soon, with a little urgency in his tone.And slightly warm.My heart was cold and then hot, hot and cold again, for half a day, it was like forging iron, tempered in water and fire.

I walked out of Mengziyuan and told him that I was opposite McDonald's.

Looking around, everyone seemed to be looking for someone or waiting for someone, but none of them were the person I was looking for or waiting for.

I saw his appearance in the video last night, but I am still not sure that I can recognize him after more than ten years. In my memory, he is no longer a specific face, but is everywhere, thinking about it.

The train station is such a strange place, people all over the world seem to be looking for someone or waiting for someone.

I have been thinking confusedly, what will happen when I see him, what will change in more than ten years, and what will not change.

We communicated on several phone calls and checked each other's locations... I never called him Xie Yongan, or An, or Brother as I had imagined.He spoke without address, in a flat tone.Far away from each other, such as business contacts.

But I called him brother so naturally in my heart, I really didn't call him out on the phone.

After more than N time, I saw many expectant faces. Finally, finally, I dialed his number, heard the ringtone ringing behind me, turned around, and he shook the phone at me. He was seven or eight away from me. Mi Yuan, I saw him.He has gained weight and is out of shape. A fat middle-aged uncle, he is not as young as WeChat.But I don’t think it’s that bad. He’s never been a handsome man, except for peach eyes, but I’m most jealous of men with peach eyes. In my mind, a good-looking man should have a single eyelid like a terracotta warrior. Indifferent and aloof.But that's the way it is, I'm in the hands of a man like that.

I walked over, he looked at me slightly, waited for me to approach, and wanted to turn around and walk forward side by side with me, I still hugged him with open arms, he was a little surprised, I would hug him at the first time, after a while After more than ten years, is hugging the right thing, is it natural?He turned and hugged me.The fat man's chest was soft.

I was not as excited as I imagined, and the dust settled.

Because it is a train station, there are too many people of all shapes/colors/colors, and no one notices that two big men are hugging each other. In other words, the train station is a place where parting and reunion, and it’s okay for men to hug each other.

In a few seconds of safe European courtesy time, I let him go.