Pingdou pear

Boom, boom, boom...

Dou Jiao opened his eyes sleepily, the train had already stopped, Dou Jiao squinted his eyes, and gently rubbed his buzzing forehead with his hands, this headache that was newly added not long ago, I forgot the details When did it start, it hurts like a tumor in my brain.

Slowly, the sky outside was completely dark, half of the street lamps were out of order, the wind was still blowing, the sky was a vast expanse of white, and the fog had fallen.

I don't know how long I slept, the car window was always half open, the hair of Doujiao was wet from blowing all the way down, and my nose was clogged badly.Dou Jiao stood up and couldn't help tightening his coat, the surroundings were deserted, and the only passengers in two or three were also tied up in a pile.

Dou Jiao puts on his backpack and walks through the carriage, gets out of the car, Hangzhou, and arrives at this lonely rainy town.

In the night, the humidity was overwhelming, and there was a little bit of cold in it. Dou Jiao groped forward along the mossy stone slab, intentionally or unintentionally avoiding the young men and women walking not far in front of him. The last thing he wanted to see now were people. , It's too noisy, I want to find a place to hide by myself, and then prepare to hibernate, it's too noisy.

Dou Jiao found several quaint small hotels, and the prices were not affordable for him now. He couldn't afford to live in one hundred and eighty-one nights.

It was near midnight that Dou Jiao walked into a farmhouse that was willing to stay overnight.

The hut less than five square meters is actually illuminated by a small kerosene lamp.

Dou Jiao tidied up everything for a while, took out the cheap bread in the backpack, and swallowed it with plain water, remembering that he bought it in the supermarket with dozens of middle-aged women for a dollar in the morning, Dou Jiao felt sad He couldn't stop feeling uncomfortable, now that he had a lot of cash in his hand, but the reality was that he might have another winter to live through, he had to work hard to take care of himself, eat even if he wasn't hungry, and wear clothes even if he wasn't cold.

The bread choked on half of it, until he felt that he had some strength before retracting the backpack again.

I took out the blanket and clothes and lay down on the small single bed. The dry bedding finally warmed my cold body, and my head was still aching.

"Dream about Jiang Meng again,"

Dou Jiao's eyes were very bright, the water was flowing, he bit his upper lip, huff... sobbing, he put all his energy into it, he has been in love for so long, how could he forget it all at once.

"I miss you so much, I miss you"

Dou Jiao felt very helpless about his uselessness, he couldn't stay there, he couldn't stay with that person, he couldn't hear everything about him.

He will go crazy.

It was not until Dou Jiao managed to calm down. It was already bright outside, and the fog was very thick. There should be another rain today.

The next day——, the water in Wuzhen was very unclear, like a fish pond.

It rained drippingly for two days without a break, gray boats, gray tiles, gray attics, dingy people, like a large solid wood sofa with complicated styles.

In the open-air teahouse, Dou Jiao drank 20 yuan a pot of cheap jasmine, rubbing the tea bowl with his fingers, feeling nostalgic for the warmth.

There is still mist, damp air, and people with chills.A row of festive red lanterns hung in front of a row of houses on the surface of the water.

The sky was gray, and a few women were pulling heavy clogs, tapping them on the mossy stone steps, making a pile of floral clothes and making fun of them.The old man who drank camellia water sat on the bridge wearing only a short coat, and the children with bare buttocks all ignored the light rain and the depressing weather.

In the hazy scene, Dou Jiao smiled and thought hehe,

"Zhang Zeduan must have thrown a few ink ideas to outline the charm here."

Curling his lips, putting down the tea bowl, Dou Jiao leaned back on the back of the chair, withdrew his smile, and laughed at himself:

"I want to drink Dahongpao," Dahongpao said, with a pot of cheap jasmine still steaming in front of him,

——This person is so cheap, Dou Jiao looked at the pot of jasmine in front of him in a daze, so cheap. .