Tropical Highway

The train is not a very quiet way to travel. In addition to the tremors in the carriages throughout the journey, the buzzing caused by changes in plateau air pressure will also fill the eardrums for a long time, causing a dull pain.

Even so, none of these were the most unbearable.

Zhai Lan wrapped her head in a quilt, but she could still hear the three people on the opposite bed talking loudly.

The one with glasses got on the train from Lanzhou and slept on the upper bunk. As soon as he left the station, he took out melon seeds, peanuts and red dates from his bag, spread them all over the table, and asked them to eat.The other two were also polite, and started chatting while eating.

Where do you come from, oh, Zhongwei, Zhongwei is a good place, plugging Jiangnan...

I am from Shanxi, but I do business in Hanzhong, and I have to go to Golmud to get the goods. My wife said that I have to go through it myself before I can pay for it—boy, how about you?Oops, a graduation trip?Just graduated from college?I can't see it!you alone?

The classmates had already gone first, and I was delayed for a few days because of the completion of the project.We meet up in Lhasa, we are going to Ali, and we are going to see Mount Everest!

……

There are a total of six hard sleeper berths, and half of them have joined the tea party at the moment.

Zhai Lan had a social disorder. He pretended to be asleep as soon as they started talking, and he didn't even dare to poke his head out. He was afraid that he would be drawn into the topic immediately after their eyes met. Putting on earphones was not enough. feel.

Headphones have noise-canceling features, but for now they only amplify the sound of the train passing by every junction of the tracks.

Boom, boom, run over Zhai Lan.

Intermittent conversations and metal shouts disturbed Zhai Lan's restlessness. He tried to keep calm but failed repeatedly. He turned on the phone in a fit of anger. He didn't listen to two songs, and the battery ran out again.

Zhai Lan opened his eyes, the metal bed frame was covered with a layer of yellowish white paint, and there was rust around the iron nails.

He was facing the thin partition of the train carriage, staring at a sudden black spot on it.

"...why am I here anyway?"

The moment the problem appeared, collapse followed one after another. Any unsatisfaction the size of a sesame seed could become the straw that crushed Zhai Lan. He suddenly felt wronged and felt sorry for himself. A lot of tragedies played in his mind continuously—sorrow, music, stove, tombstone, and being alone , no one will ask him where he wants to go on vacation...

He's alone, why is he in this damn place? !

There are still more than 24 hours to arrive in Lhasa. What happens after we get there?To find Li Feimu?

Can Li Feimu take care of him?

He was unfamiliar with southern Tibet, how could he turn around and run away?

Shouldn't have been in the car last night!

Zhai Lan turned sideways and folded the pillow in half to cover her ears.

It's so dark that you can't see anything clearly, and if you are too emotional, you will lack oxygen. Zhai Lan can't really hear the movement around him, and he doesn't even realize that the person who has been silent in the small cubicle has not escaped the middle-aged man's attention except himself. chat.

"...Hey, that young man, did you get in the car in Xining?"

After a while, the male voice responded: "Oh, yes."

A little cold and a little hoarse, the first breath that came into the ears could hardly be caught, but it was like a lightning bolt, thunderous and sudden, tearing a hole in the darkness.

Zhai Lan maintained the posture of suffocating himself, and did not move.

Then he slowly let go of the pillow, allowing it to snap back into place.

You Zhen didn't really want to talk to the fellow passengers, and he already knew what they would ask.

From where, where to go.

Even after asking, it seems that no one really cares.

"Oh, yes," he said, remaining silent.

Seeing that the person who had been huddled in the lower berth in a daze since getting in the car reacted, the man with glasses immediately offered him a snack bag enthusiastically, intending to chat with him: "Here are peanuts and melon seeds, which are roasted seeds and nuts that my wife asked me to bring. The car is too expensive! Come, take whatever you like..."

You Zhen dodged his eyes for a moment, and said politely: "No need."

"You're welcome! In my wife's words, meeting is fate, it's rare!" The man with glasses didn't feel any resistance at all, and kept pushing the bag towards him, "This mahua is the best seller in our place. You can’t eat this in other places! My wife loves it the most, so hurry up and try it—”

The corner of his mouth twitched for a moment, and You Zhen overcome his obsession with cleanliness and reached out to fiddle with the plastic bag twice.There was a rustling sound, and he managed to grab a handful of peanuts: "Thank you."

It seemed that he was planning to "blend" into the scene, and besides the man with glasses, the uncle on the opposite bed also moved closer.

"Young man, you got on the bus from Xining, you don't look like a Qinghai person?"

You Zhen: "Why doesn't it look like that?"

The uncle "hehe" laughed twice: "I can't stand the wind and sand in the northwest, not strong enough! My son is about the same age as you, in his 20s, but he can stand up to both of you!"

It's very interesting, and I made a portrait of the character.

You Zhen smiled without comment, and nodded for a while.

Because the young college student who joined the conversation earlier asked him enthusiastically: "Handsome guy, where are you from?"

"Chengdu."

"Oh! Chengdu!" The college student sighed, "I haven't been there yet..."

The man with glasses answered: "Chengdu is a good place, where the water and soil support people. I lived there for a while when I was young, and I lived there, right next to the North Railway Station! ... Then, young man, are you going to Tibet, or Are you going to get off in Qinghai?"

"Going to Tibet, I'm looking for friends." You Zhen said, rubbing the layer of red paper outside the peanut kernels.

The college student showed a look of "understanding": "My friend... Hey, boyfriend or girlfriend?"

You Zhen: "..."

His eyes suddenly became a little cold, the college student paused, and quickly explained: "Handsome guy, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean any harm in asking this, it's mainly you, you look very popular with little girls, you're handsome, and you can play the guitar and sing a song Love song, very cool, very exciting! Just curious, who are you looking for to go to Tibet."

Man with glasses: "Why, can't you go to Tibet to find friends?"

"Yes, yes! But there seem to be quite a lot of Tibetan female literary youths..." At this point, the college student's tone became inexplicably ambiguous, "Brother, do you want to find a girlfriend directly—"

You Zhenpi raised his head with a non-smiling smile.

"You know a lot."

The young man shut up.

Seeing that the aura was not in harmony, the uncle came out to smooth things over and started rambling, a few words once again brought the atmosphere extremely lively, the topic of girlfriend continued, but no one greeted You Zhen.

You Zhen continued to eat peanuts, and the phone that was upside down on the bed vibrated a few times, but he didn't care.

There was a muffled sound above his head.

The thin quilt hangs half a corner from the edge of the bed, across the edge of the field of vision, destroying the symmetry and cleanliness of the two sides.You Zhen felt awkward for no reason, and couldn't help chasing after the shadow at the end of the bed.

Sweatpants, a jacket, an open collar, and a pale face.

His facial features obviously have the youthful look that only a teenager can have, and his hair is disheveled, like a hedgehog.

He frowned tightly, as if he was about to vent his dissatisfaction with the whole world.His eyes were round and the corners of his eyes were drooping. After glaring angrily somewhere, the boy stepped on his half-worn sneakers and walked towards the other side of the carriage with heavy and irritated steps.

"Oh, so there is someone in the middle berth!" The uncle looked at his back, "Is this kid not in the same carriage as his parents? He looks lonely, let's ask him when he comes back?"

The man with glasses: "It's okay to change it with his parents. My wife said that it's convenient for others to go out..."

The remaining two agreed.

For no reason, You Zhen remembered the backpack that the boy almost threw at him half an hour ago.He stood up and found a mobile phone lying across the white quilt in the middle bunk.

Not quite like "Looking for Parents".

You Zhen came to a conclusion, flipped the fallen quilt back to its original place, and then sat back in its original place without doing anything more than doing less.He rested his chin with one hand, and the window was worn out, making the reflection unclear.

Breaking away from the bewilderment when he first set off, You Zhenxin was much quieter, and suddenly thought: "This carriage is really interesting."

The wife is strict, the peacemaker is old, and the head is young.

...and a little squib.

The map of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is vast, sparsely populated, and stops are limited.

After passing Xining, the next stop is Delingha, 800 kilometers away.The sun was still shining when the train departed from Xining, and the journey took nearly 7 hours. When it arrived in Delingha, it was already full of stars and moons.

In April, when everything is recovering, the plateau has only the Gobi with bare rocks, the boundless yellow sand, and the sky that is still bright without a trace of haze at almost six o'clock. It is completely isolated from the spring, and the dry green meadows seem luxurious enough.There is more residual snow, and the rolling mountains are covered with silver and white. The sun is getting brighter as you go to the hinterland, but it is also more desolate and desolate.

During dinner time, many people went to the dining car, and there were many vacant seats on the window side of the train.

Zhai Lan found a relatively quiet corner and got down on the ground.

It's embarrassing to be pulled into a meaningless conversation by a stranger, but it's even more crushing when everyone laughs and makes friends, and he never seems to be able to join in.

Half of Zhai Lan's face was pressed against the cold table, and his hands drooped naturally.

I'm a bit envious of that stunned young man, although he doesn't know how to measure, doesn't think much about other people's feelings, doesn't have much experience in the world, and sometimes he's sloppy, and his thoughts are oily... But he joined the two uncles so easily, they chatted about football games, and talked about traveling in their hometown Resorts and specialty products, and exchanged contact information and said that they would send gifts to each other.

Di Lan couldn't do it.

He couldn't even greet You Zhen, and then asked him, "Are you the guitarist of 'Green Wind'?"

Even if the answer is a surefire one.

It has been closed for too long, and I usually don't feel it in familiar places, but now I realize that I am really about to lose my normal communication ability.

Zhai Lan closed his eyes and counted his heartbeats—this would allow him to find something to do, so as not to be blindfolded—occasionally his eyes would be swept by the snowy light, and the occasional sway of the bumps when the train was moving became a temporary hobby.

Someone walked past Zhai Lan, but his footsteps stopped beside him.

Zhai Lan didn't move, feeling a little funny.He guessed that the reason why the other party stopped was because of his strange posture, with his hands vertical and his head tilted with a peaceful face, which would make people want to confirm whether he was still alive, but most of them would not really pay attention to him—how could there be so many sudden deaths, even if it was true? Encounter, it is estimated that it is wise to protect oneself.

Just like at the beginning, the cleaner who found his father lying in the hotel didn't call 120 in a panic.Later, the forensic doctor said that he missed the golden rescue time, otherwise there was still a glimmer of life.

Zhai Lan sneered to himself, and couldn't help being bitter, but he didn't hear the man move forward for a long while.

"Hey."

Something heavy fell on the table.

Zhai Lan opened his eyes, he was slightly nearsighted, and finally he could focus and see an apple in front of him.There is also a person who stands opposite the small table and sits down on the bench.

The snow reflected a dark green color, but the dark color was suddenly more eye-catching than the sunlight.

You Zhen asked, "Can I sit?"

Fragmented hair covered those slightly round eyes that were full of guard, and there was a glimmer of light in them.

After a while, Zhai Lan spoke weakly.

"Do you... have a charger?"

The author says:

Oh, I also want to explain that the story of the parallel universe is overhead, so if there is no epidemic, you don’t need to do nucleic acid and you can run around without wearing a mask (anti-bar (shed sad tears)

rest tomorrow