Secret Love · Orange Raw Huainan

Chapter 39 The Train to Winter

The train has been moving smoothly, and it was very pleasant to lie on the bed listening to the sound of the railroad tracks and daydreaming, but the children in the lower berth kept making noises, which made Luo Zhi very annoyed.

The kid kept spitting on the ground, kicking everyone's shoes all over the place, and yelling things aliens would understand while everyone was sleeping.

Luo Zhi suddenly remembered that in the second year of high school, the girls were sitting in the stands of the gymnasium waiting for the final exam, and Ye Zhanyan and her friend suddenly yelled about a certain topic.Ye Zhanyan stood up with her hips crossed, frowned after expressing her love for the baby enthusiastically, and said, I hate children after the age of six or seven the most—when I have a child, I will see him as soon as he is four years old. strangle him.Everyone laughed and said be careful that you just strangled the child, your family Sheng Huainan strangled you.

Luo Zhi admits that although sometimes she secretly laughs at her extremism and childishness, she has to admit that listening to her talk is very enjoyable, and it makes people feel an unconscious sense of intimacy.

It's not uncomfortable for the treacherous thoughts that secretly flashed in my heart to come out through other people's mouths.

The child seriously spat on the carpet again, and finally, with a slurred mouth, imitating the tone of the protagonist of the soap opera on TV, he said, fortunately, I left my own traces.

In the end, I specially emphasized and prolonged those two words.

Where is it? Luo Zhi laughed until her stomach ached, her face flushed but she didn't dare to make a sound.Children and puppies are the same, leaving their marks wherever they go.

After thinking about it, who is not like this?The desire to be affirmed by others is also to engrave your own traces in the lives of others.Being ignored and forgotten is embarrassing and disappointing, and sometimes I want to prove my existence in such a boring way like this child.

It was getting late, the setting sun lazily shone into the car, and it was almost home.

In fact, she is not very homesick.Her age is still far away from true homesickness. Although she is young and mature, her nostalgia and melancholy for her past life still carry the label of youthful publicity, but she just wants to pretend to be a deep look.

She still longs for the distance, and still doesn't know how to miss deeply.

She was homesick, just like a child attached to her mother.In fact, his father's face had long been blurred.

Luo Zhi got out of bed, sat on the chair by the aisle, and sat facing the direction opposite to the train, so that it seemed that the train was desperately chasing after its lost time.The plain to the north of Beijing is barren. Occasionally, a sudden tree can be seen, puncturing the calmness alone.

In such a quiet moment, the train shuttles between the present and the future, between Beijing and hometown.She felt for the first time escaping all her memories.No memories, no visions, no speculations, not even emotions.

Luo Zhi suddenly wanted to be rebellious and no longer be responsible for the rest of her mother's life, and she also didn't want to remember the so-called grievances of the previous generation, like an idiot with no responsibility, no pride, no dignity, let this train derail in the wasteland It exploded in the middle of the fire, and the flames completely engulfed her and burned her up. Or it will continue forever, drive out of China, cross Siberia, rush into the Arctic Ocean, and be completely buried and frozen under the glacier.

The train braked suddenly, and the carriage shook violently. She looked up at the distant sky in surprise.

Then return to normal speed, everything is calm, only the rumble of the wheels passing through the joints of the rails.

She remembered an irrelevant junior high school physics problem. There was no mileage sign outside the window, and there was only a stopwatch in her hand. How to estimate the speed of the train?The mystery lies in the rhythmic rumbling sound, right?
She saw that the noisy child finally fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)