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Chapter 136 From North and South

This was the first time Qu Liaoyuan went out alone.

He told his parents that he didn't get a ticket to go home, so he stayed in Beijing to play with his classmates during the holidays. He didn't tell the truth because he was afraid that his parents would worry that it would be unsafe for him to go out alone, and that they would not let him go if they found out. .

Not long after he was on the road, he sent a QQ message to Song Ye and asked: [What are you doing? 】

Song Yehui: [Ready to go to class]

Xinghuo: [What are you doing on National Day? 】

Ye: [Only one day off, maybe sleep or read a book]

Ye: [What about you?Have you bought a ticket to go home? 】

Qu Liaoyuan typed a few words and then deleted them. Want to tell Song Ye that he is on his way to Hong Kong?

Ye: [Where are people? 】

Xinghuo: [in]

Ye Ye: [Don't want to talk to brother anymore? 】

Xinghuo: [no]

Ye: [My brother treated you badly on the phone yesterday, don't be angry with him]

Xinghuo: [I'm not angry, it's my fault, I can't speak]

Ye: [that is, what you said]

Qu Liaoyuan: ...

Ye: [I can't get in touch for a month, I think you are going crazy, but as soon as I get in touch, you will teach me how to make friends with others]

Ye: [If I learn how to make friends, why should I care about you]

Xinghuo: [[crying] [crying] I know I was wrong]

Ye Ye: [Is it convenient to answer the phone?I'll call you, I'll make a cheap call]

There are other passengers playing cards, children crying, the aisle of the train is full of people during the rush hour of the holiday.

Xinghuo: 【It’s not very convenient, don’t fight, let’s just say it like this】

Ye: [Have you bought a ticket to go home? 】

Xinghuo: [No, it’s not easy to buy, I won’t go back]

Ye: 【What are the arrangements for the long vacation? 】

Xinghuo: [go to play]

Ye: [Where are you going?with who? 】

Qu Liaoyuan imagined the expression on his face when he asked these two questions, and smiled at once, this narrow-minded, narrow-minded.

Xinghuo: [I just took a stroll around Beijing, I haven’t decided who to go with yet]

Ye: [There must be a lot of people, so you have to be optimistic about your things when the time comes]

Qu Liaoyuan hugged the backpack on the table and continued typing.

Xinghuo: [I know, I won’t lose anything]

Ye: [I have to go to class, send me a message at night, and I'll call you]

Qu Liaoyuan decided not to tell him the truth, and the mobile phone can't be used all the time, it will run out of power, there are few sockets on the train, and the current is unstable, he is afraid that the mobile phone will be damaged.

Xinghuo: [It depends on the situation at night, if I haven't sent you a message, I can't make a call]

Wild: [OK]

Ye: [The elder brother has gone to class first]

Ye: [Love you]

Xinghuo: 【Me too】

After chatting with Song Ye, he followed the instruction on the Internet and sent a text message to Telecom 10000 to activate the international roaming service, otherwise he would not be able to use his mobile phone when he arrived in Hong Kong.

Then turn off the machine to save power.

After the train arrived in southern Hebei, he gave up his seat to an elder sister who was holding a child. When he arrived in Zhengzhou at ten o'clock in the evening, the elder sister got off the train. Just as he sat down, another old man who was not walking steadily came up, and he gave up again. seat.The uncle is going to Anhui, and he won't arrive until tomorrow morning, so Qu Liaoyuan simply went to the junction of the carriages and sat on the ground with his backpack on.

He fell asleep in the middle of the night and was woken up by the police to check his ID card. Because of his hairstyle, he couldn't see his face when he lowered his head. The police suspected that he was a person who had been released from prison. When he looked up, the police found that he was a student. I asked him for a student ID card, and I knew he was a future "co-worker". I chatted with him for a while, and I knew that he had given up his seat to someone else. It takes more than 30 hours to stand at the terminal."

At breakfast time the next day, the train attendant found Qu Liaoyuan, and gave him a bag of four steaming steamed buns, saying that the elder brother of the policeman went down to help him buy them when he passed the station, and invited him to eat.

The buns are finished.Qu Liaoyuan hid in the toilet, dug out the money from the deepest part of the backpack, took ten yuan and put it in the pocket of his jeans. He wanted to give it to the policeman when he met him again. Later, he didn't know whether it was a change of shift or other reasons, until he got out of the car. He didn't see the elder brother of the policeman, so he had to ask the conductor to hand it over.

From Beijing to Shenzhen, nearly 29 kilometers away, it takes [-] hours to take the ordinary express train. However, in addition to the normal stop at the station along the way, the train also stopped three or four times due to the temporary dispatch of the railway. The original schedule was delayed by nearly ten hours.

This train did not finally arrive in Shenzhen until 05:30 on the third morning after departing from Beijing.

Qu Liaoyuan followed the flow of people out of the station. Before he came, he checked the Internet and knew that Shenzhen Station was very close to Luohu Port, and he could walk there. When he got out of the station, he looked at the signs and found that many people were rushing towards the port. He was too busy. I followed behind others, afraid of going wrong, and kept paying attention to the directions on the roadside.

The gates only opened at 06:30, but because it was the first day of the small holiday, there was already a relatively long queue in front of it.When the gates opened, Qu Liaoyuan queued up and passed the customs. It was already past [-]:[-] in the morning, and he followed the route he had written in advance to take the East Rail Line train, and then transfer to Tsim Sha Tsui after getting off the train. I lost my way, walked around the station for half an hour, asked for directions and couldn’t understand what others said, and finally met a tourist from the mainland who had been here many times, and gave him the directions, so he successfully transferred to the subway Go to the Central Terminus, finally take a minibus and get off outside the University Hall of the University of Hong Kong.

2009年10月1日,上午10点40分。

There was a national day holiday, and the roommates who lived with Song Ye were not in the dormitory.

Song Ye was more comfortable in the space where he was alone. It was rare that he didn't get up early for morning jogging or reading. He didn't get up until after nine o'clock and didn't want to go out. After cooking and eating in the dormitory, he washed his clothes and cleaned up.

After chatting with Qu Liaoyuan on QQ the afternoon before yesterday, I didn't wait for news from Qu Liaoyuan at night.After class yesterday morning, he saw that Qu Liaoyuan had left him a message an hour ago, saying: [I'm playing outside, I'm afraid my phone will run out of battery, so don't call today]

He sent a message to Qu Liaoyuan but got no response, so he called again and turned off the phone.Qu's parents called last night, asking him about his vacation arrangements and telling him to take care of himself. He asked about Qu Liaoyuan, and Aunt Gao also said, "He didn't get a ticket, he didn't come back, he went to play with his classmates."

It has been a whole day since the last message, and Qu Liaoyuan has been turned off.

Where did this person go to play?Didn't you just take a stroll in Beijing?How can the mobile phone run out of battery and have no place to charge it?

With whom?Is it with the Beijing classmate in the same dormitory, or the Gansu classmate?

He kept saying that he only focused on training for a month and had no time to play, and he met two good friends in just one month, it was really annoying.

Song Ye swept the floor a few times, feeling depressed, picked up the phone again and tried to call Qu Liaoyuan, but it was still turned off, and dropped the phone even more depressed.

In the month since he came to Hong Kong, the unfamiliar environment, brand-new way of learning, and roommates who don’t get along well, these are not a challenge for him. Life is nothing more than adapting to the word.

The hardest thing for him to adapt to was not the things that others found difficult, but the people he could touch with just reaching out his hand before. For a whole month, he was separated by thousands of miles, and because of the closed military training, there was no news.

The sunrise and moonset he took every day, the sun, moon and nebula in those photos, the campus, the basketball hoop, the window of the library, the branches and leaves, and even the wind that cannot be seen, all made him remember that day clearly , What kind of mood did he miss Qu Liaoyuan, which day the cloud was like a puppy, which day the wind dazzled his eyes, which day someone talked about "Bright Sword" in Mandarin on the bus, which day suddenly Smelling the smell of strawberry lollipops, which day, which day he heard someone call "Brother" like an auditory hallucination when crossing the zebra crossing, and which day he woke up in a nightmare in the early morning, and the cruel scene in the dream made him not even remember dare.

But Qu Liaoyuan didn't understand at all, maybe he thought he was doing all these romantic things because he was too boring alone.

He wiped the table, hesitated for a while, helped his roommate collect the trash, went out to throw it away, and when he came back, his phone was ringing, thinking it was another student he knew from the mainland asking him to participate in some social event, and wanted to pick it up to find a reason Refused, picked up the phone to see the caller number, thought it was a hallucination.

"Hey," he said, scaring Qu Liaoyuan with malicious intentions, "What's the matter? I have something to do, so please speak quickly."

Qu Liaoyuan on the other end of the phone said, "What are you going to do? Are you not at school?"

Song Ye said: "You don't care what I do, you are only allowed to play, can't I play?"

"Did you go out to play? Didn't you just have one day off?" Qu Liaoyuan said in shock, "Leaving Hong Kong? I'm at the gate of your school...is this the gate of your school? But I didn't see the door, it says University Hall."

Song Ye: "..."

In the early autumn weather on October [-], the temperature change from north to south in the land of China is not as great as in other seasons.

When Qu Liaoyuan set off from school, he wore an Adidas raglan shoulder jacket with color matching, inside was an Adidas black short-sleeved T, jeans and black basketball shoes as bottoms.This suit was bought for him by Song Ye during the summer vacation. When he tried it on, Song Ye said it looked good.

But now he looked at the glass on the door and found himself ugly.During the month of military training, he applied sunscreen well. He didn’t get sunburned, but he was as black as ink and didn’t wash it off. The layer was dusty, his clothes were dirty, and he was also stained with the strange smell of the train. In addition, he was sweating himself, and his whole body was smelly.

His place is in the university hall, and Song Ye lives in the second hall village of Hong Kong University on Sassoon Road, and he has to take a bus to pick him up.

He didn't know where he should wait, so he sat on the steps with his backpack on his back and waited for Song Ye.After a while, I found that the university hall seems to be a dormitory for boys, and there are only boys coming in and out. Most of them speak English and some speak Cantonese. , not short, and clean, they all look handsome, not to mention that Hong Kong university students generally have good clothing.

When he saw someone, others noticed him and looked at him strangely, so he hurriedly lowered his head, trying to reduce the sense of presence.

Hong Kong is like a "foreign country" to him.He thought, maybe other people feel that he is not from the same country as him, just look at his dirty, sloppy nigger appearance, sitting at the door of others, what do you want to do?

Maybe when he got off the train at Shenzhen Railway Station in the morning, he should find a place to wash his face and change his clothes.Song Ye still loves to be clean so much, when he sees him like this next time, he will definitely dislike him like a dirty and smelly briquette.

"Qu Liaoyuan!" After some distance away, Song Ye saw him.

Hearing the sound, he quickly stood up and jumped down the steps.

Song Ye wore a pair of slippers on his feet, and ran towards him with big strides, his eyes were extremely bright in the sun, and his face was full of brilliant joy.

He quickly realized that Song Ye might want to rush over to hug him, so he quickly raised his hand to stop him, saying, "Don't, don't..."

Song Ye came in front of him, grabbed his hand, brought him in front of him, put the other hand around his head to support him, lowered his head slightly, and kissed him forcefully.

Qu Liaoyuan was panicked for a moment, dizzy from this passionate and unreasonable kiss, his ears were temporarily deaf, and the surroundings were completely quiet.

The sun seemed too bright, and he closed his moist eyes.

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