Tropical Highway

Maybe Youzhen's rhodiola potion was really effective, after more than half an hour, Zhai Lan's difficulty in breathing improved a lot.The posture of lying on the stomach seemed to make hypoxia better, so he simply maintained it until his arms were numb before sitting up and rubbing his arms.

You Zhen didn't intend to go to sleep. When Zhai Lan raised his head, he was wearing earphones, and he didn't know what he was listening to. When he lowered his eyes slightly, the light illuminated his eyelashes from bottom to top, showing a fluffy golden color.

Zhai Lan was lost in thought for a moment.

In addition to the dark green hair and a little middle school, You Zhen is also a conspicuous person.

The outline of the facial features is a little hard and a little cold, but the eyes and voice are soft. It is very comfortable to speak and listen, and it will not make people feel unapproachable when getting along.But Zhai Lan can't describe where Youzhen's aura is wrong, as if you have to be careful when talking to him, if you don't say something right, Youzhen will suddenly have a cold face, throw him a blank stare and walk away.

It took a while to realize that he was staring at someone else, Zhai Lan hurriedly looked away.

But he didn't escape You Zhen: "What do you see me doing?"

"I'm thinking why you're not sleepy, it's already three o'clock."

"I'm more inspired in the middle of the night. Listening to the music, I become more and more awake." As You Zhen said, he pressed his finger on the screen a few more times. Seeing Zhai Lan's eager curiosity, he simply showed him the phone screen.

Zhai Lan shook her head: "I'm tone deaf, so I can't understand."

The little night light on the bottom of the feet flickered twice, and it was hard to see clearly in the middle of the night, but You Zhen seemed to laugh when he heard this: "I just made up a few pieces of guitar, and I didn't bring any equipment when I went out...how about this!"

The ending sound rises briskly, which is a harbinger of trickery.

Before Zhai Lan could react, the young man opposite suddenly stood up across a small table, and put the headphones on Zhai Lan's head involuntarily.Bending the corners of her lips towards Zhai Lan, the distance was too close, Zhai Lan could clearly see a cluster of fireflies hidden in You Zhen's eyes from the corner of the night light.

He was dazed endlessly, the angle of the earphone above his head was adjusted by You Zhen, he sat down again after finishing these, picked up the phone, and said to himself: "There is something that I have always felt wrong, can you help me listen?..."

Zhai Lan supported the earphones, and You Zhen's voice suddenly became blurred with the prelude of the brushing in the earphones.

The engine was running, the wheels ran over the rails, and the humming of the metal that accompanied Zhai Lan all the way gradually died down. The lack of oxygen and pressure changes made everything he heard foggy, and he couldn't taste good or bad.The first low sound came from the earphones, and the rest of the echo was obviously neither high-pitched nor thick, but Zhai Lan couldn't help shaking his whole body.

When the notes are connected together, they are a bit sticky and stuffy, and then they become brisk, like waves undulating, and like the wind. When they flow through the fingers, I can really feel something, which cannot be described or grasped.

Without accompaniment or any synthesizer assistance, the blank space between paragraphs seemed to be extended. In the gap, he felt the tremor of the train moving again.Zhai Lan didn't feel uncomfortable this time, the slight shaking and the whistling leaking from the window became ambiguous, without a sense of boundary—maybe the sound insulation effect of You Zhen's earphones is too good.

When it came to an abrupt end, Zhai Lan's heart felt empty for a moment, as if he didn't want to worry about anything for a moment.

He took off his earphones in a daze, lowered his head, thoughtful.

"How is it?" You Zhen moved closer.

"I thought of...winter." Zhai Lan said, trying to describe in words what he felt within 2 minutes, "In winter, the windows are open, it's raining outside, and it's a bit cold, but I don't feel cold all the time, instead it's very quiet."

You Zhen's pupils dilated quietly, but stepped back a little: "Really?"

"Well, how should I put it, maybe because we come from the same place, I think of many small alleys full of camphor trees, which is what it feels like when it rains." Zhai Lan embarrassedly scratched her sleeping A mess of hair, "Just to say something, I don't know music."

You Zhen supported himself with one hand, and his words were softer than usual: "Did you know Zhai Lan, the prototype of this melody was when I was in the store last winter, on a rainy day, and there were no customers, so I just hugged the guitar and played it."

His shop should be "Holiday".

But what if there is something else?

Zhai Lan thought for a while, but didn't mention the fact that she often went there, so she asked, "Where is your shop?"

"Fangcao Road." You Zhen said naturally, "You can go there often when you return to Chengdu in the future. My place is sometimes quite popular, selling coffee and some desserts, as well as staple food."

"It's time to advertise."

"I think you're much better." You Zhen said, stretching out his hand to signal Zhai Lan to return the earphones, "I was depressed during the day, so I guess it's altitude sickness, and I'm much more comfortable now after taking the medicine."

"Yeah." Zhai Lan nodded, and made a strange request, "Can I listen to it again?"

The fingers hanging in the air were grasped empty, and they were retracted immediately.

"Okay." You Zhen's smile didn't fade in the slightest, "I'll give you the mobile phone together, you can choose what you want to listen to-hey, I know why you want to ask, there is no signal in this place, and it is impossible to have it at night What news is coming."

Being stuffed with the phone involuntarily, Zhai Lan nodded while holding it, feeling slightly hot.

"The password is 220901." You Zhen stood up and stretched, pointing to the direction of the bunk, "There is a book next to the bed, I'll go to bed after reading a few pages, and you should go to bed earlier."

Looking up, Zhai Lan watched You Zhen sit down on the lower bunk and tear off the quilt.

A small light turned on again, illuminating You Zhen's face.

Eyes met, Zhai Lan stared straight at him for a moment, and returned the most sincere smile after Lian Yue's haze.

Seeing You Zhen half lying down and starting to flip through a book, Zhai Lan puts on the earphones.He randomly selected a song with a number in the playlist, which was also a semi-finished product.This time it’s not like winter, simple drumbeats and keyboard sounds echo, the morning dew waits for the sun, the mist clears and the sky suddenly breaks, creating warm greenery.

Number 025, name is "April".

Zhai Lan held his face in both hands. Outside the window, Hoh Xil was vast and vast.

But he and You Zhen crossed the no-man's land in the same train and drove to the same place.

In the middle of the night, the wind and snow stopped, the climate changed, and the scenery a few kilometers away was completely different. The stars were bright, and the mountains at the flat end were like the backbone of the earth, supporting the plateau sky that had not changed for thousands of years.

The black color has been seen for a long time, but it also becomes open, the flowing clouds pass by the mountain top, and the moonlight illuminates the snow color.

At four o'clock, Zhai Lan finally felt sleepy.Wearing earphones, he climbed to the middle bunk and lay flat, covered his head with the quilt again, shook twice, and a small note fell suddenly, almost hitting his face.

Zhai Lan was stunned for a moment, and illuminated the note with sour eyes, and could see the one he wrote to You Zhen without much recognition.

But at this time, there are a few more words in the blank space below, which is not very neat, but very delicate and beautiful.Zhai Lan silently read the "you're welcome" he wrote, and then seemed to want to take care of the cat's head stick figure he left behind, and tried to draw some outlines.

It's a pity that the painting is too Picasso-style, and I can't tell whether it is a cat or a dog.

"...What!" Zhai Lan thought to himself, and the smile climbed up the corner of his lips again, pulling him to fly lightly.

When boarding the train, the depression, resistance and irritability that started even longer ago all suddenly lost weight this night.The rock that was pressing on him cracked silently, it didn't need much movement, and it didn't need to announce anything like a mountain avalanche, and it had already begun to be slowly swallowed by the wind and snow.

Zhai Lan didn't know if this note, You Zhen's unreleased song, or that half of an apple that was sliced ​​so flat were of any use to him, but the stone would eventually turn into dust.

He took off the phone case and pasted a small note with You Zhen's reply inside to commemorate their acquaintance.

In the earphones, the guitar sound continued.

The short melody recorded by You Zhen himself is like a few words written by hand, from an acoustic guitar to an electric guitar, with various effects weaving a different feeling.The semi-finished product is not as complete as the final presentation, which leaves more room for imagination, enough for Zhai Lan to keep his fantasy at this dawn.

I don’t remember when Zhai Lan fell asleep when he heard the first few songs. He hadn’t dreamed for a long time. He was immersed in the calm seaweed-like dark green and drifted in a trance. When he raised his head, there was a Milky Way all over the top of the snow-capped mountain.

Until he was woken up by a voice.

"Hey, Di Lan, Di Lan!"

Turning over to face outward, Zhai Lan didn't feel the slightest discomfort of being interrupted from deep sleep, and easily woke up.

Then he found that You Zhen was clinging to the side of the bed, very close at hand.

The uncle's still haunting snoring came from the bed next door, Zhai Lan raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked You Zhen what was the matter with his eyes.The other party grabbed his quilt and pointed his other hand at the car window near the corridor.

"Are you awake? Get up and watch." You Zhen played tricks.

Curiosity defeated fatigue, and Zhai Lan sat up without hesitation after only struggling for a second.

He climbed out of bed in his jacket and went to the window.

The sky is bright, and under the continuous mountain line, the rocks of the Gobi Desert are like the bare bones of the earth, more desolate than before dark, with criss-crossing traces of water flow.Standing in the distance is a signal tower, built of steel bars, erected there as if it does not belong to this era, it has a kind of magnificence of alien civilization.

The green leather train passes through this bone and goes straight to the heart of the world.

Zhai Lan didn't have time to sigh with emotion, You Zhen motioned diagonally forward, his voice was small but he couldn't suppress his surprise: "Look there."

Northern Tibet has been dry and rainless for many years. At this time, a rainbow was ushered in after the snow.

It's not a huge arc that spans the entire sky, you'll miss it if you don't look carefully, and it's very different from all the described red, orange, yellow, green, and blue colors.A very short line connects the sky and the earth, and the color of the blue sky and the mountains makes it more blurred. At dawn, it is not as dazzling as a morning star.

But it is indeed a rainbow, as if falling from the clouds to the earth.

"It's beautiful..." Zhai Lan was almost pressed against the car window, and his warm breath made a layer of mist.

"I saw it once in western Sichuan, and it is estimated that there will be hail or heavy snow here in the near future." You Zhen said softly, "But it's rare... Hey Zhai Lan."

"how?"

"Would you like to make a wish?" You Zhen said, his tone was teasing a child, "Hurry up when you see the wonders of nature."

Zhai Lan wanted to refute him, but felt that his words made some sense.When he didn't wake up, his mind was dull, so Zhai Lanzhen put his palms together in front of him in an orderly manner, and he didn't care what connection it had with religion or nature.

Wishing is for peace of mind, he hasn't delusional to get comfort from the virtual for too long.

But what does he wish for?

His biggest wish is to go back in time, so that he can go back to that night and call his dad to stop him from going on a business trip.

Zhai Lan knew it would not be possible.

After maintaining the posture for a while, Zhai Lan put down his hands: "Forget it, I don't seem to have any special wishes."

"I'll teach you."

After You Zhen finished speaking, he pressed one knee on the chair against the wall, turned his body to face the rainbow, and was as devout as if he was in front of a Buddha. He closed his eyes, and there was still a persistent smile on the corner of his lips.

"Well... I hope Zhai Lan is healthy and happy."

As soon as the words fell, there was a long whistle in front of the green leather train.

"It's as simple as that." You Zhen sat down again, his side face covered in a twilight, and then he blinked his right eye quickly at Zhai Lan as if thinking of something, "No, this is already a Tibetan place, in Mandarin I don't know if the gods can understand it... It seems that I should have said, Tashi Dele?"

The dark clouds dissipated in a short while, and the hail did not arrive as expected. Zhai Lan sat by the window, the morning light dancing on the back of his hand.He lowered his head, not daring to respond to You Zhen.

He heard his heart beating violently, thumping, like the rainbow suddenly warmed up, igniting him.

The author says:

Rest tomorrow, happy weekend~