The Pentium Era - South to North

Liu Ligan came down from the mountain. It was starting to get dark. He walked to the embankment and stood there looking around. At the dock in the reservoir, all the boats had returned. Only the swimming pool not far away was still there. There were a few people swimming, and the safety guard at the farmhouse was blowing his whistle and urging everyone to go ashore.

For safety reasons, all water activities will end before it gets completely dark. Then, all the lights in the venue will be turned off, leaving only one or two lights.

While there are only a few people here, the fish restaurant is already bustling with activity. Through the huge glass, you can see the crowds of people inside, mingling with each other.

Liu Ligan stood blankly for a while. He didn't want to go back, so he walked towards the pier under the embankment. When he reached the iron bridge, the staff was about to lock the door and get off work. Liu Ligan walked over and said:

"Wait, I want to row."

The staff member turned around and saw Liu Ligan and opened the door again.

Liu Li pole passed the iron gate and said to the staff: "You can get off work. I will come back later and park the boat under the fish restaurant."

Below the fish restaurant, there is a trestle in the middle of the rows of cages. Above the trestle, the fishing boats of their fishing team are parked there.

The staff agreed, Mr. Liu.

Locked the door and left.

Liu Ligan sat on the rowing boat. At this time, it was completely dark. Liu Ligan rowed the boat towards the middle of the reservoir. He subconsciously wanted to leave all the people and lights and go to a place where there were no traces of people at all. He wanted to be alone in this place.

Liu Ligan was rowing in the dark, tears streaming down his face, and muttering: "Lao Meng, I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Lao Meng..."

It wasn't until the surrounding lights faded away that Liu Ligan stopped paddling.

Just now, Lao Qiao's words touched him. Lao Qiao said that life on the run was not easy, and Lao Meng must have left this world because of depression and illness.

Liu Ligan agreed with Lao Qiao's statement. He felt that Lao Meng was still different from himself. Lao Meng was the kind of person who was destined to be unwilling to be lonely. He wanted to make a splash and make a lot of noise wherever he went. He was a bustling person. A person who can only survive among the crowd, if he is allowed to settle for nothing like himself, it will kill him.

Sure enough, he left so early.

Liu Ligan thought of the first day he met Lao Meng, how they had walked together step by step over the years, and how many past events had turned into smoke. Without Lao Meng, even these The past seems to have no place to anchor.

Liu Ligan didn't want to believe it was true, but he had to believe it was true. Lao Meng had really left. The panicked farewell at Jinhua Railway Station was their eternal farewell.

Farewell.

Lao Meng has gone, gone, gone...

And the source of all this is still the PTA battle, or Lao Ni and those Shaoxing people. Liu Ligan thought that it was no one else but himself who brought Lao Meng to this life-betting game. Otherwise, Lao Meng would definitely be Still like Zhang Chen, living healthily in his Nanjing.

Liu Ligan deeply blamed himself for this. He felt that it was not someone else or some bullshit lung cancer. It was himself that killed Lao Meng. If Lao Meng had stayed in Nanjing, he could stand on the tallest building in Nanjing and look down every day. , nothing will happen to him.

That's where Lao Meng really should stay, his home court, and the one who tempted him to leave his home court was not others, but himself.

Liu Ligan sat there, tears streaming down his face. The wooden paddle in his hand had slipped into the water, and he didn't even notice.

He was cursing himself as he recalled what Lao Qiao had said to him.

He thought about what the hell he had done. Not only did he kill Lao Meng, but he almost killed Zhang Chen. They were wiping his own ass and cleaning up what he had left. When you were in a mess, all you did was fool around with women. Damn it, did you really think you could just walk away?

Sooner or later, you have to pay back everything you want when you come out. If you haven’t paid it back, it’s because someone is paying it back for you. Lao Meng took his life, and Zhang Chen almost took everything from him. With a brother and friend like you, They probably can only admit that they are unlucky, right?

Liu Ligan sat there blankly. If he didn't know the nature of water, he would have plunged into the water. Unfortunately, he grew up by the Xin'an River and his water nature was very good. The water could not drown him. The instinct to survive will make him struggle even when he is dying, unless he can restrain his hands and feet first.

Liu Ligan fell down in the middle of the cabin and stared blankly above his head. The night sky in this ravine was particularly deep. The stars in the sky were big and cold, like a dome covering the top of his head. Each star The stars looked so aloof, and they sneered together, mocking him.

What a damn good brother!

The stars were pieced together, and what they pieced together was Meng Ping's face, and Zhang Chen's face. Their faces kept changing in front of Liu Ligan's eyes, making the starry sky above his head blurry. Liu Ligan hit it with the back of his head. It hit the bottom of the bilge and made a thumping sound.

His cell phone rang. He looked at it and saw that it was Zhang Chen. The ringtone was like a needle, piercing his heart. He pressed the phone down.

The ringtone rang again unyieldingly. Liu Ligan knew that as long as he didn't answer, the phone would continue to ring. Liu Ligan raised his hand casually, and the phone in his hand flew out and fell into the water with a "plop" .

I'm sorry, brother, the mountains are high and the water is vast, so we will never see each other again.

Damn it, I don’t have the face to see you.

Just let me rot in this place, keep rotting, whoever lets me rot is a fucking rotten person.

…

Zhang Xiangbei arrived at JFK Airport. At the exit, he unexpectedly saw Zheng Xinxin, standing there and smiling at him. Zhang Xiangbei said, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to pick you up." Zheng Xinxin said, "The training camp is over, and there are still three days before school starts. Didn't you say that you would come and hang out with you when I have time?"

"My sister asked you to pick me up?" Zhang Xiangbei asked.

"If Xiang Nan didn't call, I couldn't come to pick you up?" Zheng Xinxin asked, "Is Xiang Nan your mother or mine?"

His tone was already a little harsh, so Zhang Xiangbei quickly changed the subject: "Has your school registered?"

Zheng Xinxin didn't answer. It was indeed not Xiangnan who asked her to pick up Zhang Xiangbei.

After Xiangnan saw off Zhang Xiangbei at Pudong Airport, the three of them received a call from Zheng Xinxin on their way back.

At that time, Zheng Xinxin drank a cup of strong coffee at night and stayed awake until midnight. She was really bored. She had no one in the United States to talk to or a phone number to call. She dialed Zhang Xiangbei's phone number. Turn off the phone and then dial Xiang Nan's number.

Xiang Nan told her that they had just sent Zhang Xiangbei away and were on their way back to Hangzhou.

After putting down the phone, Zheng Xinxin checked the flight. Knowing that Zhang Xiangbei came back by this flight, she took the bus from Boston to New York.

Zheng Xinxin said: "You tell me first, are you happy to see me?"

Zhang Xiangbei smiled and said: "Of course I am happy. To tell you the truth, after my Aunt Xiaofang went back, every time I came back from China, I saw that there were people picking up people at the exit, but I didn't. It was still a little sad to let myself go. I know that no matter how long I stay here, the United States is still a foreign land. Returning to New Haven from New York makes this feeling even more intense, and it is completely different from returning home."

"What if we return to China?" Zheng Xinxin asked.

"Go back to China. I have to hide for a long time to avoid someone coming to pick me up. I flew to Pudong Airport alone, and when I walked from Shanghai to Hangzhou, the same thing happened. What does that poem say? It's like being close to home. ?”

"I'm even more timid and illiterate when I'm close to my hometown!" Zheng Xinxin scolded.

"That's right, I get buzzing when I'm near my hometown. The further I go to Hangzhou, the buzzing starts in my head and ears." Zhang Xiangbei said, "As soon as I got home, there was a 'bang' in my house. It completely exploded. Your grandparents are all buzzing around you. I even wonder if I didn’t tell them that I went back. I actually enjoy this kind of surprise.”

Zheng Xinxin giggled and said, "I think you are."

Zheng Xinxin felt happy when he heard what Zhang Xiangbei said. He knew that Zhang Xiangbei said he was happy to see him, and he was not being polite.

"By the way, you haven't answered me yet. Have you registered?" Zhang Xiangbei asked.

"Of course, not only did I register, I also submitted my application for residence." Zheng Xinxin said.

"Yes, you can already live independently in the United States." Zhang Xiangbei said, "I was still thinking on the plane that I would go to Boston tomorrow to accompany you to register and apply for residence."

"Xiang Nan asked you to help me?"

"No, you don't need to give orders. Of course, when doing things, you have to start and finish. How could I leave you in Boston? However, it seems that you don't need me anymore. Not only have you done both of these things, you also know how to start from the beginning. Boston has come to New York." Zhang Xiangbei said with a smile.

"Fuck you, do you think I'm an idiot?!"

"Impossible, I haven't heard that Massachusetts can accept even idiots." Zhang Xiangbei said.

"However, you were wrong before, Zhang Xiangbei. I still need you, very much." Zheng Xinxin said.

Zhang Xiangbei was a little confused. He looked at Zheng Xinxin and asked, "Do you still need me? What else do you need me to do for you?"

"I need you to help me make braised pork and mapo tofu."

Zheng Xinxin looked at Zhang Xiangbei with a grimace and said, "I have been eating burgers for more than a month, and I feel like vomiting when I see them."

Zhang Xiangbei laughed loudly: "I can cure this disease. In this case, let's not go back to New Haven first, but stay in New York. I will take you to a place that guarantees that I can cure your disease."

"Where?" Zheng Xinxin asked.

"There is a restaurant on Fifth Avenue opened by a Wenzhou owner. They have Wenzhou fine noodles shipped from China and make Wenzhou fried noodles. We have also eaten the fried noodles at the seafood night stall at Hangzhou World Trade Center. Just as delicious.”

"Really? That's great!"

Zheng Xinxin couldn't help shouting loudly. People on the side looked towards them. Zheng Xinxin made a face at Zhang Xiangbei.

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