The cell phone in his pocket vibrated twice. This was the fifth time in three minutes. Jiang Yan opened his eyes.

The car has been driving for almost three hours. The sky outside the window is still very gloomy. The girl sitting next to her is still sleeping, her head is firmly resting on his shoulder, and the right shoulder is numb.

He shrugged a little irritably. The girl just tilted her head. He pushed the girl's head away with his fingers, but within a few seconds, her head buckled back on his shoulder.

This action has been repeated many times, and he felt that the girl was not asleep, and the effect was unconscious.

Irritability.

How long can I get to the station? He doesn't know. When he got the ticket, he didn't check it. He just knew that he was going to a small town that he hadn't even heard of before the trip.

Life is wonderful.

When the phone vibrated for the sixth time, Jiang Yan sighed and took out the phone.

-what happened?

-Why didn't you mention anything to go before?

-Why did you leave suddenly?

-Why didn't you tell me?

How how how why why why why blablablabla ...

The news came from Yu Xin. It is estimated that I couldn't make a call during the make-up class. At a glance, it was all question marks.

When he was about to put the phone back in his pocket, the seventh message came over.

-If you don't reply, we will break up!

It was finally not a question mark. He breathed a sigh of relief, shut down the phone, and put it back in his pocket.

Breaking up didn't make much sense to him. The love of two months on the high school campus was nothing more than what other classmates said. Someone brought you early. There was an exclusive cheerleader for playing. What degree

Looking at the constantly changing and seemingly the same scenery outside the car window, the broadcast finally revealed the destination of Jiang Yan. The girl next to her head moved and seemed to be awake. He quickly drew a red marker from the schoolbag, pulled out the cap, and turned it around.

The girl woke up, raised her face, and put a big stamp on her forehead, practicing her magical skills.

After encountering his eyes, the girl wiped the corners of her mouth, touched her phone and lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry."

Didn't hear any apologies? Jiang Yan smiled meaningfully at her, the girl froze, and her eyes fell on the rotating marker in his hand.

Jiang Yan set his cap on the pen fiercely and clicked.

Two seconds later she covered her face suddenly, stood up and rushed over to the bathroom.

Jiang Yan also stood up and looked out the window of the car, gloomy all the way here, and finally it snowed. He took off his suitcase from the luggage rack, put on his jacket, walked to the door, pulled out his mobile phone and turned on the machine.

The phone was quiet, and Yu Xin's message didn't ring again, nor did she miss it.

I feel this is the most satisfying time for Yu Xin since these days, it is not easy.

But no one other than Yu Xin had contacted him.

For example, he thought he would come to pick up the station.

Following the crowd out of the station, Jiang Yan pulled the zipper of his down jacket to his head and watched this city that seemed grey in the cold winter.

The chaos and rundown around the train station was his first impression of the city.

No, this is a second impression. The first impression is that when Mom said, "Go back, there is your real home," he was completely confused.

He dragged the box to the south of the station square. There were few people and there was a small street next to it. There were small hotels with various feelings that could not go out and small restaurants that felt poisoned.

He sat on the trunk, took out his cell phone and looked at it, but no one was contacted.

He had both the phone number and address, but he didn't want to move, didn't want to talk or move, he felt the smoke out of his pocket, and he suddenly came here, full of deep, inexplicable, dazed Desperate, angry.

Staring at the ice on the ground while angry, he touched the lighter from his pocket, leaning back against the cold wind to light a cigarette, and sighed, watching the smoke spreading out in front of him.

If this is shown to the head teacher, I don't know what to say.

But it's okay, he's already here, a long distance, not to mention the class teacher, even someone who has lived with him in a room for more than ten years, may not meet again.

It is estimated that no one would stare at him for smoking in this small broken school in the small broken city.

The cigarette was only half smoked and Jiang Yan was a bit too cold to carry it. He stood up and planned to take a taxi to find a place to eat first. After taking the box and taking a step, he felt that something had hit his ankle. Not small, it hurts him a while.

He frowned and looked back, seeing a skateboard behind him.

Then without waiting for him to look up and see where the skateboard came from, a man fell to his feet.

"How do you ..." He reached out reflexively to help, but stopped when he reached halfway.

Messy hair was scattered, cut like dogs, and long and short, and his clothes were dirty ... for dinner? tramp? Touching porcelain? Thief?

When he raised his head, he could see that this was a little girl who looked at grades 5 and 6 of elementary school. Although the face was covered with mud, the skin was quite white and the eyes were big.

However, he did not want to hold a hand again, and the little girl was dragged away by the four or five little girls who followed him. Someone was still kicking her on the back. I was so stunned that she almost fell again.

Jiang Li immediately understood what was going on, hesitated, turned around, dragged the suitcase and moved on.

A laughter turned behind him stopped him again.

When he was in a bad mood, he was reluctant to gossip about it. He happened to be in a very special and very bad mood now, but the dark and clean eyes of the little girl with big eyes just turned him back.

"Ah!" He shouted.

The little girls stopped, and one of the eyes looked sloppy: "What!"

Jiang Yan dragged the box slowly and walked over, staring at the little girl with her hand and clothes with big eyes. After staring for two seconds, the little girl let go.

He pulled his big eyes to himself and looked at the little girls: "It's okay, let's go."

"Who are you!" The head was a little timid, but still shouted with dissatisfaction.

"I'm the elder brother with a knife," Jiang Yan looked at her, "I can give you the same hairstyle as her in 30 seconds."

"I'll call my brother over to clean up you in a moment!" The obvious one was not a recidivist, and he shrank a bit when he heard this, but he was still not convinced.

"Then you make him hurry up," Jiang Yan dragged the box with one hand, and his big eyes with one hand. "I'm scared to death, and I will run fast."

The little girls walked away, but his eyes widened and he broke his hand.

"Are you all right?" Jiang Yan asked.

Big eyes shook his head, walked back to the skateboard in two steps, stepped on it, and looked at him.

"Your?" Jiang Yan asked again.

His big eyes nodded, and his feet lightened slightly. He slipped on the skateboard and approached him, then stopped steadily, still watching him.

"Then ... let's go home." Jiang Yan also nodded, pulled out his cell phone, and wanted to call a car.

After walking for a while, he heard a sound behind him, and he turned to find his big eyes and slowly followed him on the skateboard.

"What?" Jiang Yan looked at her.

Big eyes don't speak.

"Afraid of them coming back?" Jiang Yan asked helplessly again.

Big eyes shook his head.

"No, are you dumb?" Jiang Yan began to feel a little irritable.

Big eyes continued to shake his head.

"I'll tell you, I," Jiang Yan pointed to himself. "Now I'm in a very bad mood and very irritable. I don't know what to do with my little girl."

Big eyes didn't move.

Jiang Yan stared at her for a while, seeing that she didn't mean to speak, dragged the box and moved forward again.

The signal was not so good at the moment. The interface for calling the car couldn't be opened. He sat on the stone pier next to the bus stop and lit a cigarette.

His eyes were still on the skateboard, standing next to him.

"You still have something to do?" Jiang Yan asked impatiently, a little regretful to gossip, and found himself inexplicable trouble.

Big eyes still didn't speak, just pedaled the skateboard gently, slid under the bus stop next to him, and looked up for a long time.

When she stepped back on the skateboard and returned to Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan guessed the reason from her confused expression and sighed, "Are you lost? Can't you go back?"

Big eyes nodded.

"Is it a local?" Jiang Yan asked.

nod.

"Call your family to pick you up." Jiang Yan handed her cell phone to her.

She took the phone, hesitated, lowered her head and pressed it a few times before returning it to her.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Yan looked at a cell phone number that had been lost but did not dial out. "I'll help you?"

nod.

"Fuck," Jiang Yan pressed his dial with a frown, and listening to the dial tone in the receiver, he asked again, "Who's your number here?"

Without waiting for big eyes to answer, someone answered the phone there.

Of course, she probably wouldn't answer, Jiang Yan said "hello" to the phone.

"Who?" There was a male voice over there.

"Passerby," Jiang Yan didn't know what to say, "I have a little girl here ..."

"No," said over there.

The phone hung up without waiting for Jiang Yan to return.

"Who is this person?" Jiang Yan spit out his cigarette and pointed at his big eyes. "Go away without talking. I'm impatient."

Big eyes squatted to his leg, picked up a stone, wrung a word "brother" on the ground, and looked up at him.

"Okay, I see." Jiang Yan felt that the little girl might really be dumb.

He dialed that number again. This time it was ringing for a short time, and he picked it up over there: "Who."

Jiang Yan looked at his big eyes: "Your sister is here with me ..."

"Tear the ticket." Answered over there, and then hung up.

"Fuck me!" Jiang Yan's urge to smash his phone, pointing his big eyes, "Your name!"

Big eyes bowed his head and wrote his name with a stone.

Gu Miao.

Jiang Yan didn't call again, but just sent a text message with a picture of his eyes.

-Gu Miao, dumb, skateboarder.

After 30 seconds, I called over there.

Jiang Yan answered the phone: "It's late, the ticket has been torn."

"I'm sorry," said over there, "Can you tell me where I'm going? I'll see if I can get together."

"... East Train Station, the particularly broken one," Jiang Yan frowned. "She's lost. Come over here, I still have something to do."

"Thank you, thank you very much," replied over there, "coming soon, if you have any urgent matters, you can go first, and let her wait for me there."

Jiang Yan picked up the half-smoked cigarette that had just been thrown on the ground and popped it into the trash can next to it, and ordered another one.

He originally wanted to call the car directly, but felt that no one cared whether he was coming or not, whether he was there or not, and he seemed to have nothing to worry about.

Gu Miao stood up after sitting on the skateboard for a while, stepping on the skateboard and sliding back and forth on the sidewalk.

After looking at Jiang Yan for a few moments, he was a little surprised. He originally thought that the little girl was just playing blindly, but she didn't expect all kinds of uphill and downhill steps, and she quickly turned her head around and stopped easily.

It was the hair that had been cut into shredded heads, and the dirty face and clothes made people play.

After playing for more than ten minutes, Gu Miao slipped to his side and stopped, picking her toes on the skateboard and catching the board with her hand, she raised her hand and pointed at Jiang Yan.

"Very handsome." Jiang Yan gave her a thumbs up and then turned his head, seeing a black motorcycle parked behind him.

The man in the car couldn't see his face in a helmet, but his legs in gray slim pants and short boots on the sidewalk were eye-catching.

Long and straight.

"Your brother?" Jiang Yan asked Gu Miao.

Gu Miao nodded.

"What's wrong with your head?" The person in the car took off his helmet and got out of the car. He came over and stared at Gu Miao's hair. "And your face and clothes ... Did you fall into the pit?"

Gu Miao shook her head.

"I was bullied by my classmates," Jiang Yan said.

"Thank you," this man turned his attention to Jiang Yan's face, and stretched out his hand. "My name is Gu Fei, it's her brother."

Jiang Yan stood up and shook hands with him: "You're welcome."

Gu Fei looks like he should be about the same age, just looking at the eyes is not quite like Gu Miao's brother, not as big as Gu Miao's eyes ... The skin is quite white.

Jiang Yan's current mood is very much like a pot of rotten tomatoes, but Gu Fei's hairstyle is as eye-catching as his legs, so he still glances into the rotten tomato slit.

A very short inch head, when you lean over your face, you can see a clef pattern on the green skin shaved on both sides against the scalp, with a bass clef on one side and a rest sign on the other.

"You just got out of the car?" Gu Fei glanced at his suitcase.

"Um." Jiang Yan picked up his mobile phone and continued to think about driving a taxi software.

"Where do I send you?" Gu Fei said.

"No." Jiang Yan glanced at his car, even the largest motorcycle it was a motorcycle.

"She doesn't occupy any land," Gu Fei said again.

"No, thank you," Jiang Yan said.

"Thank you, brother," Gu Fei pointed at him, and said to Gu Miao, "Shit ball."

Jiang Yan turned to look at the "dung ball" and wanted to hear what she said, but Gu Miao just held the skateboard and gave him a 90-degree bow.

Gu Fei stepped onto the car, put on his helmet, and Gu Miao climbed up into the back seat with ease, hugging his waist.

"Thank you." Gu Fei glanced at him and started the car to turn around and drive away.

Jiang Yan was sitting back on Shidunzi. The internet was quite good at the moment, but no one took orders for a long time. The taxis passing by were beckoning.

What the **** is this place?

Although he was in a bad mood, he hadn't had time to taste it. He just felt that he had lived in chaos for a while. He was surrounded by shocks and blankness. Promised all the arrangements, and here we are.

Is it rebellious?

Like Mom said, our family has never had a rebellious person like you.

Of course, it is not a family at all, not to mention that they have been treated like enemies in the past few years, whoever sees it is fire.

Jiang Yan frowned. He didn't have time to think about it.

Until now, now and now.

It was in this strange, cold, snowy city that he suddenly returned.

Despair and pain, and resistance to all unknown made him feel a sore nose.

When he lowered his head, tears made a fierce stroke on his face.

When the cell phone rang, Jiang Yan was sitting in a kfc in an unknown location. He glanced at the strange number and picked it up: "Hey?"

"Is it Jiang Yan?" The voice of a middle-aged man over there sounded.

The voice was a bit loud, and Jiang Yan lifted the phone slightly. "Yes."

"I'm your father," said the man.

"... Oh." Jiang Yan responded. The conversation sounded a little funny, and he couldn't hold back anymore.

The man over there also laughed twice: "My name is Li Baoguo, you know."

"Um." Jiang Yan drank Coca-Cola.

"Have your car arrived?" Li Baoguo asked.

"Here it is." Jiang Yan looked at his watch, and it was two hours.

"Do you have an address? I can't pick you up without a car. You can take a taxi and I'll wait for you at the intersection." Li Baoguo said.

"Um." Jiang Yan hung up.

I was lucky this time, and when I was out, I was hitting a car. The heater on the car was still hot enough, and it felt like a fever.

The driver wanted to chat, but Jiang Yan always looked out silently by the window. He didn't succeed a few times, finally gave up and turned on the radio.

Jiang Yan tried hard to see exactly what the city looked like, but it was already dark, the street lights were not very bright, and the snowflakes flying in the halo were dizzy.

He closed his eyes.

Soon it opened again.

I don't know what's wrong, just like a pussy, it's really boring.

The car stopped somewhere, Jiang took the trunk out of the car and stood at the intersection.

no one.

Li Baoguo, a "your father" who claimed to be waiting at the intersection, did not see any figure.

Jiang Yan pressed the irritability in his heart and the pain of being cut by the wind, touched his mobile phone, and dialed Li Baoguo's number.

"Ah, this is too smelly ..." It took a long time for Li Baoguo to answer the phone, "Hey?"

"I'm at the intersection." As soon as Jiang Yan heard the news, he wanted to hang up the phone to find a hotel.

"Ah? Coming so soon?" Li Baoguo screamed in surprise. "Where am I? Come out right away."

At this moment, it took five minutes to get on the horse. When Jiang Yan dragged his suitcase and reached out to stop at the intersection, a man wearing a Lei Feng cap ran over, pressed his arm, and shouted loudly. A cry: "Is that Jiang Yan?"

Jiang Yan was silent, and he saw Li Baoguo running out of a residential building next to him.

immediately?

When he saw the heads of several windows on the second floor, he really didn't want to speak anymore.

"Stay at a friend's house for a while, walk," Li Baoguo patted his shoulder, "go home ... you look higher than the picture."

Jiang Yan looked down at the muddy road and followed him forward.

"Hey," Li Baoguo patted him on the back two more times. "How many years has it been, should I have it for more than ten years? But I have seen my son! I need to take a closer look."

Li Baoguo reached his head and stared.

Jiang Yan pulled up the mask on his chin and put it on.

Suddenly I felt that the whole person was empty, and even the air was full of confusion.