Far away in Moscow

Chapter 39 Returning to the Heart Like an Arrow
Hu Yi felt hot, recalling that he had hardly given him a good face in the past half a year, and felt a little unbearable, stepped forward to comfort him and said: "Peng Song, we had some unpleasantness before, but it's over, from now on everyone We’re still good friends. Here, I’ll leave you all the dry goods and seasonings in the kitchen, and our quilts and winter clothes are too heavy, so we won’t take them home, so you can help them keep them first, and I’ll come to get them from you when we return to Moscow.”

Peng Song bit his lip and nodded. Li Baoqing patted him on the shoulder and said, "Old nonsense is right. We are all good friends. In the future, if you have nothing to do, you can visit us at Youda University. Let me tell you, the school at Youda University is great. Yes, it must be more fun than Maji."

"Okay, I'll definitely go." Peng Song twitched his nose twice, held Li Baoqing's hand and said, "Baoqing, only you here... and Brother Hu treat me best. Everyone else just ignores me Yes, once you leave, I, I will have no friends." As he spoke, he started to choke up tremblingly.

Peng Song is not bad at heart, but he is too stingy and sloppy on weekdays. When he encountered skinheads, he once left Lu Tao and Li Baoqing to run away alone, so he was extremely disliked by his compatriots.And his bad reputation was mainly spread by Hu Yi and Li Baoqing. After all, we were neighbors and we were about to part at this moment. The two also secretly felt bad for him and didn't know how to comfort them.

Fortunately, Fei Fei just knocked on the door and came in at this moment. Peng Song quickly stopped sobbing, stretched out his sleeve and dipped it in the corner of his eyes.Yu Feifei looked at the luggage in the room and asked softly, "Going away? Do you need help packing?"

"No, no, no." Li Baoqing quickly waved his hands: "We won't be leaving until a few days later, we can just clean up slowly."

"Oh." Yu Feifei chatted with them for a few words, glanced at the two oversized suitcases by the wall, was stunned for a moment, and said in a soft voice: "Time flies so fast, it feels like just now Arrive in Moscow by train, and you'll be leaving in no time."

Just as Peng Song's mood stabilized, Yu Feifei became sad again.Hu Yi was at a loss and said, "Don't be sad, Feifei, we really couldn't graduate, so we had to change schools."

Yu Feifei sighed softly and said with a smile: "It's okay, I see that you are packing your bags and preparing to go back to your country, and you suddenly feel a little homesick."

"Persist a little longer. After the exam, you will return to China immediately. We will wait for you at home, and then we will have dinner together!" Li Baoqing rubbed his face silly and happily.The wound cut by the wine bottle had already healed, but it left a conspicuous scar, which added a bit of fierceness to him.

Yu Feifei pursed her lips: "Oh, my dad asked me to stay here and choose a school to go through the admission procedures, and at the same time consolidate my language foundation, and go back after the Spring Festival."

"Choose a school? Aren't you going to stay in Maji?"

"I want to go to Moda, but I have to discuss it with my family." Yu Feifei looked a little sad, it seemed that her family was worried about Moda's high tuition fees.

"Otherwise you will go to Youda with us!" Hu Yi blurted out.Maji preparatory education has the certification qualification of the Russian Federation, and students who graduate here can go directly to the corresponding majors of any university.

Yu Feifei forced a smile, shook her head and said, "I haven't made up my mind yet. I heard that some universities will hold admissions promotion meetings during the summer vacation. Let's make a careful selection and make a decision at that time."

"Oh, yes, you must be careful when choosing a school." Hu Yi touched his ears and murmured with a smile: "You can stay here with peace of mind. It's meaningless to go back to China anyway. I wouldn't go back if it wasn't for getting a visa. Woolen cloth."

"Really?" Yu Feifei stared at Hu Yi with staring eyes: "Don't you miss home?"

"Why would I be homesick?" Hu Yi smiled disapprovingly: "I never thought about it."

"why?"

"I..." Hu Yi paused for a moment: "Probably... I'm not a family lover."

Hu Yi is telling the truth, since he came to Moscow, he has never thought of homesickness.But now that the ticket is in his hand, his mentality has changed subtly.Hu Yi lay on the bed every day before going to bed, thinking about his plans after returning to China, and he was really suffering.

On the night before leaving, Hu Yi vaguely dreamed that he was sitting on the train home and saw a large fruit forest beside the railway from a distance.He shouted excitedly, opened the window, jumped off the train and rushed over, jumping up the tree like a monkey.The tree is tall and thick, and it grows very considerately. The tree is full of various fruits, including bananas, grapes, peaches, and watermelons—and even a lot of kebabs. Every branch is heavy.

Hu Yi sat on the branch of the tree and ate while picking, laughing while eating, and woke up with a smile. Turning his head, he saw that the pillow cover was soaked by halazi.He swallowed, remembering that he had hardly bought any fruit since he ate that expensive watermelon, and laughed to himself that he must be hungry.

The length of day and night at this time is exactly the opposite of that in January. It was just four o'clock in the morning, the sky was already bright, and the birds were chirping non-stop on the branches outside the window.Hu Yi tossed and turned on the bed, lying down for a long time before falling asleep again.

It was already noon when I woke up.Most of the classmates had gone to class, he and Li Baoqing had a hasty lunch, took a short rest and went straight to the airport, returning home like an arrow.

It takes more than seven hours to fly from Moscow to BJ, and it takes more than five hours to go home by K-shaped train from BJ.By the time Hu Yi stepped into the house, it was already the afternoon of the second day.

The son who hadn’t seen him for a long time came back from thousands of miles away. The parents were very happy from the bottom of their hearts, and they couldn’t stop holding Hu Yi to look at him: he is white, and he has grown flesh. He is not as sallow and emaciated as in high school.The old couple was full of joy, and the mother was worried because the son had traveled thousands of miles. No matter how well he did in school, as long as he saw his son was healthy and safe, he would be satisfied.

The parents carefully prepared a large table of sumptuous meals. During dinner, they listened to their son talking about his experience abroad, with a smile on his face all the time.The topic quickly turned to Friendship University, and Hu Yi was very upset: Although he had reached a consensus with his parents on the phone to retake the preparatory course, after all, he wasted a year and tens of thousands of dollars in vain, so he was inevitably a little worried.

Unexpectedly, my father just smiled lightly: "Your poor foundation is an objective fact. The idea of ​​transferring to a relatively simple liberal arts major shows that you have a relatively accurate understanding and positioning of yourself, and it is also practical for future considerations. This is difficult for you to do in high school, taking this step means that you initially have the ability to recognize your own direction, and your future studies will definitely be smoother."

The mother also showed an encouraging smile: "Your father is right. Now that you have made a new choice, you should redouble your efforts to make up for the time lost before. I believe you will be able to achieve better results in Friendship University. Don't worry about money. Worry, we are all ready for you, in a few days when the exchange rate is suitable, find someone to help you exchange it into US dollars."

Facing the earnest eyes of his parents and listening to their hopeful words, Hu Yi knew that he had no reason to think about staying in China, and he had to go back to Moscow no matter what to get the diploma.

However, the new semester is still more than two months away. After all, it is a rare vacation time, and I should go to meet old friends.He had a good night's sleep, and the next day he started his holiday life with friends and companions.

Although it is not a return home, the friends have been away for a long time, and there are always endless topics to talk about when they meet.Everyone lined up to welcome him, and Hu Yi continued to drink every day, never drunk and never returning home, and made up for the various delicacies that he had been thinking about day and night in Moscow for more than half a year.

It was another sunny morning, and Hu Yi was woken up by the cicada's shouts outside the window, so he got out of bed and stretched.Both parents went to work, he finished washing, took out his bicycle from the basement, wiped it carefully, inflated the tires, and pedaled slowly towards Dongshan.

The relationship between many parents and adolescent children will fall into a vicious circle. After a long time apart, they will inevitably miss them, and they will get bored after getting along for a long time.Hu Yi's family is no exception. When they first returned to China, their parents were extremely stingy with their son, and obeyed everything; within a few days, they began to see that he was not pleasing to the eye, nagging and urging him to clean up the room. , Go to bed early and play less computer games.

Hu Yi has been used to being at ease for more than half a year, and now he suddenly feels that he has returned to his high school days where he was controlled everywhere, and his heart is so depressed that he has to go out every day to find friends to pass the time, preferring to hang out on the street rather than stay at home.

Turning around the foot of Dongshan Mountain, and riding along the moat to Xiaonan Lake, Hu Yi was sweating, but he was in a particularly happy mood: the scenery in his hometown is good, Moscow is so stupid, although the natural scenery is also considered Not bad, but no matter how you look at it, I feel that it is less spiritual than the landscape in my hometown.

Staying by the Xiaonan Lake for a while, Hu Yi rode his bicycle through the old alley by the lake, turned around and came to the back wall of his alma mater No. [-] Middle School. Barbed wire, couldn't help laughing.After stopping for a moment, he followed the fence and turned to the school gate.

The small street at the school gate has not changed much, and the sign of the stationery store still hangs at the gate of Good Mood.Hu Yi glanced at the store and shouted loudly, "Dongzi!"

"Hey!" Dongzi rushed out from the store, and when he saw Hu Yi, he couldn't help grinning and said, "Brother Yi! Here you go! Hey, you seem to be getting fatter?"

Dongzi's name is Xiangdong, he was Hu Yi's good friend in high school, and he was also a poor student who was at the bottom of the school.Dongzi is very introverted, he doesn't smoke or drink, he doesn't play cards or fight, he has few friends except Hu Yi, and his only hobby is playing computer games.It's just that his brain is not very easy to use, so his academic performance is comparable to that of Hu Yi, but otherwise he is a good boy.

"You haven't changed a lot, you're as thin as a dick." Hu Yi locked his bicycle to the cable-stayed steel wire next to the utility pole, and put his arm around Dongzi's shoulder: "Why? The appointment here is to discuss ideas How many games? Are you looking for abuse?"

"Hey, don't brag, you are definitely not my opponent now." Dongzi said with a simple and honest face like before: "Wait a minute, there are no idle machines now."

"Then let's go eat first, it's almost 11:30." Hu Yi hooked his finger on the keychain and turned it around twice: "I've been riding for a whole morning, I'm so hungry."

"Don't worry, wait a little longer." Dongzi pointed to the room: "I'm looking at the shop now."

"Look at the shop? Where did the boss go?"

(End of this chapter)