Secret Love · Orange Raw Huainan

Chapter 40 The Broken Mekong River
After getting off the bus, Luo Zhi saw her mother standing on the platform wearing a scarf.She dropped the suitcase and ran over to hug her mother who was dressed like a big bear.Mom's smile turned into an angry frown—"Lolo, how many times have I told you that the train station is in such a mess, how could you throw your suitcase where it is? You think you have been away for many years, why would you give me a hug?" ..."

Luo Zhi smiled cheekily, walked over with her mother to pick up the suitcase, and walked across the square to take the bus.

There is some blackened residual snow on the ground in my hometown, unlike the snow-covered appearance in Beijing just now, and the wind is much harsher.

When I got home, I found that the house was not as warm as I had imagined.

"The heating is not working well this year. It will be much better next year when we start heating by household. Don't worry," my mother turned and entered the master bedroom. "I bought an electric heater and turned it on now."

Luo Zhi's small room still hasn't changed much, one can tell from a glance that her mother cleans it up every day.Her room has no obvious gender characteristics, there are no dolls on the bed, the tables and chairs are all white, and the sheets are blue and gray stripes. The only color may be the large "Slam Dunk" poster on the wall, but unfortunately it is the Lingnan team, all white Team uniforms, as dull as the walls.

The poster was bought when I was in elementary school, many years later.She rarely buys such things.Girls of the same age like to huddle together in groups for a long time in small shops, shopping for all kinds of beautiful mechanical pencils, ballpoint pens, fountain pens, erasers, colored paper strips for folding lucky stars, and square colored paper for folding paper cranes. , large posters of celebrities...she never bought them.I suddenly became interested that day. After buying my favorite animation poster from a small stall, I rolled it into a paper tube and put it quietly on the table, fearing that my mother would scold her if she saw it.Unexpectedly, when I woke up the next morning, I found that the poster had been pasted on the wall by my mother.

After so many years, although it is slightly dark yellow, it has no curling or damage.

Mom pushed the electric heater over and said, "Your room is small, and it will be warmed up soon. I will unpack the suitcase later, and sit here first to keep warm."

She sat beside her mother on the edge of the bed, holding hands and laughing.

"Is it cold in Beijing?"

"It's much warmer than here at home."

"Yes, the temperature here has been cooling down for the past two days, and the wind hits our faces like knives. When we came home from get off work, we all shrunk our necks and hid our faces in scarves, but it was still freezing. How is the heating in the dormitory? "

"It's good. The dormitory room is small and the insulation is good. However, I told you on the phone two days ago..."

"Can't I ask again?!"

"Okay, okay." Luo Zhi stuck out her tongue and smiled.

After laughing, they suddenly stopped talking.Luo Zhi raised her eyes to see the glass covered with thick frost.

"Don't rush to go so early tomorrow morning. The fifteenth anniversary, people from grandma's family should also go. They should be rushing to get the ashes out early in the morning. Let's arrive at eleven o'clock, just in time to avoid it. It's embarrassing to meet you."

Luo Zhi thought of her little aunt's anti-thief expression, and gave a wry smile.

"Okay. If you take the car from our house, you can leave at 09:30, right?"

"No need. Old Chen, the delivery driver in the cafeteria of our mold factory, said that the unit's car will be idle tomorrow. It's very cold, so let him take us there."

"Yo, the bus," Luo Zhi shook her head exaggeratedly, "That's good."

"I'm going to get you some hot food."

"Ah."

Luo Zhi stared blankly at the red grid of the electric heater by herself, her feet were numb from the cold just now, but now she has recovered, itching and hurting.

Get the urn out of the crematorium, make the offerings, burn the paper—according to the rules, these must be completed before noon, just like the funeral, so the funeral home is overcrowded every morning.She and her mother used to visit her father one day earlier, but this time it was the fifteenth anniversary, and they still had to avoid it.

Although my grandma has passed away, I will never point to my mother and say "Kefuxiang" again.

When she returned home after dinner, she found an unread message on her phone.

"Will you have dinner on Christmas Eve?" It was Zhang Mingrui.

"I'm home." Luo Zhi replied.

"Go home? Is...go home?"

"Nonsense. There is something at home and I have to go back. Sorry, Merry Christmas."

"That's it... Merry Christmas! Just in time to recuperate after returning home."

Every time Luo Zhi thinks of Zhang Mingrui, she feels very relaxed and warm.

Like Luoyang.

Whoever wanted to come, the phone soon vibrated again, this time it was Luoyang.

"I heard from my aunt that you are home?"

"Yeah, I'm at home now."

"It's good to be home. Envious."

Luo Zhi was stunned for a moment, what was she envious of, envious of her going home to visit her father's grave?

She smiled and replied: "Sister-in-law will be happy if you can still take care of your family like this when you get married."

She just sent it successfully, and a text message came in at the same time.

"Working overtime in the company is exhausting, it's better to be a student, anyway, I envy you to death."

Luo Zhi knew that Luo Yang must have realized her slip of the tongue, and hastily changed the subject to explain it indiscriminately.

Luo Yang will always appear when and where Luo Zhi needs it most, even if all she is given are cheap comforts such as meaningless "don't be sad, think about it", and often say the wrong things and do not help, but Luo Zhi can put his Clumsy collected everything and accepted it safely.Maybe because the family is different.

No matter how riddled with wounds and heinous she is, she will never feel ashamed and ashamed in front of her family.

The sound of cooking came from the kitchen. Luo Zhi sat in front of her seat and felt bored, so she looked up and looked through the small bookshelf, and found that the most conspicuous one was "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation", which had not been put away for some reason.She suddenly thought of Ding Shuijing.If I go back and repeat my studies, will I still be able to get into P University?
Luo Zhi stood on tiptoe and took out the exercise book, trying to do a set of geography problems for fun, but the exercise book was too heavy, so she accidentally let go of it, and the exercise book fell down with a "slap", almost hitting her head .

A few sheets of paper fell out of the exercise book, and followed them slowly.

Luo Zhi picked it up and found that it was a diary written when she went to Myanmar to participate in activities in her sophomore year.At that time, in order to reduce the weight of her luggage, she didn't bring that heavy diary, so she just wrote it on messy pieces of paper.

But why not in the diary, but in the exercise book?She couldn't figure it out.

There are too many tourists in the palace, and it is difficult to take pictures.As soon as I got back to the hotel, I saw the students from the 2nd team who got off the bus first chatting together in the lobby, and when I got closer, I realized that they were writing postcards.There are locals who sell beautiful postcards of scenery and characters at the entrance of the hotel. After writing, you don’t need to post stamps yourself, just hand it to the front desk waiter.

I don't really need to write postcards.Writing to my mother was a bit pretentious, and I couldn't remember the address in Luoyang, and I didn't have many close friends in school.But after thinking about it, I went to buy one.

I bought a postcard for him.

The beautiful scenery of the Mekong River.The sky at the end of the river is red in the evening, and there is a bright moon in the corner. I really like it.I planned to go back to the room and think about how to write it carefully, but I decided to write it immediately on impulse.I also squeezed to the table, thought for a while, and swiped a pen:
'It's beautiful here, I'm so happy to be here, let me show it off.In fact, I miss you very much, not only when I am far away.But I can't tell. '

It's a bit of a hypocritical passage, but my hands are really shaking after I finish writing it.

Just write the address, leave the sender column blank, and hand it over to the waiter in the hotel.

The moment he turned to leave, I subconsciously called out to him, then said "sorry" and snatched the postcard back and tore it off.Everyone knows that I went to Myanmar, postcards are put in the mailbox, and everyone in their class can see it, which is obviously against me.

What's more, he has a girlfriend. In the eyes of others, the moral meaning of my letter is not just a confession.

The hard fragments of the postcard were placed in the palm of the hand, and it was a bit painful to hold.

In my hand is the Mekong River that I tore into pieces.

I threw it in the trash, and the leader of Team 2, a dark-skinned woman who loved to laugh, was watching me and blinking.

I said to her: "It's for a boy. I miss him." ("It's for a boy. I miss him.")
"But why did you tear it up?" ("But why did you tear it up?") Her eyes widened.

I smiled: "I made some spelling mistakes." ("I made some spelling mistakes.")
Very serious typo.

"Don't be so nervous." ("Don't be so nervous.") she said, laughing.

Caution is the boat.How can I not be nervous?

But who can guarantee that one day the sea will change, and my cautious ship will inadvertently run aground in time.

After reading it, Luo Zhi sat at the table and giggled for a while.

She still remembers her sophomore year, that evening in May, she was called to the principal's office.

The principal was sitting opposite the solid wood desk, and the dean, Mr. Jiang, was sitting at the desk, and the sky was full of red clouds outside the window behind him.Luo Zhi sat down very relaxedly, looked at the headmistress whose skin was a little loose and looked tired, and smiled politely.

"You look beautiful when you smile."

The principal's opening remarks gave her goosebumps.

"I can't tell you why I found you just yet. But you have to answer some questions for me, okay?"

"Okay." She was not worried about this kind of mysterious scene.

"Luo Zhi, you're from the liberal arts class, right? Director Jiang recommended you to come here. Originally, we were looking for a boy, and we have already selected a few candidates. Personally, I am very optimistic about Sheng Huainan from class three. However, Director Jiang said that the best It's better to meet you. I'm also a little curious."

Her originally lazy mood gathered urgently, and an inexplicable competitive spirit began to steam up. No matter what the principal's purpose in looking for her was, she would surpass Sheng Huainan.If this is something Sheng Huainan is looking forward to, then she will let him know who took what he wanted.

This is the same as wanting to be the first in the school year when I was in the science class, it is the way to win his attention.She is not beautiful and ostentatious, nor does she have a lively personality that makes people fall in love at first sight, but she hopes that there will always be a side of herself that dazzles him slightly.

There must be a little bit, right?
What's more, in her imagination, she fought with him to win or lose, and she has already fought for her entire childhood and half of her youth.are used to it.

Talking to the principal was not very difficult for her.Her answers were fluent, polite, gentle and amiable, and she did not forget to add a modest smile while quoting from many sources.

The hypocritical skin is getting thicker and thicker by layers of time and experience.

The principal suddenly smiled and said: "I decided not to see Sheng Huainan and the others, you are the first student I interview, and I don't think anyone is better than you, it is you.

Luo Zhi was stunned.It turned out that the headmaster hadn't met Sheng Huainan yet, and it turned out that Sheng Huainan didn't know that she had won him.

I feel a little boring.

As a student ambassador, I went to Myanmar to participate in public welfare activities, but the itinerary was arranged as if it were a public trip.

She can finally go out to play without worrying about the burden of the family.

Should be happy.

The beautiful scenery of Myanmar was taken as a photo and archived. The only thing that was not photographed and the only thing she remembered was just a broken Mekong River.

Luo Zhi got into the bed, the quilt just opened was very cold, she curled herself up into a small ball, stretched carefully after warming up an area, and attacked a wider area.

Before going to bed, I unexpectedly received a text message from Belle.

"I broke up with him."

Luo Zhi felt a little unusual.Belle and Gobi broke up many times, but never sent her a text message.

"real or fake?"

"It should be true. Because he proposed it."

Seeing this sentence, Luo Zhi couldn't laugh or cry.

"Don't drink or mess around, remember to lock the door at night, it's snowing and it's cold, don't go too far to relax, wear more clothes, and be careful of catching cold." Luo Zhi knew that persuasion was nonsense, but she just told her to be careful.

"It's a good thing you're not here, otherwise I'd be yelled to death again."

"Again? It seems that you are quite self-aware. By the way, let's play music by yourself this time."

"Luo Zhi, thank you."

"Take good care of yourself. It doesn't matter if you can't open your heart. It's the right way to eat, drink, and dress warmly."

Luo Zhi sighed, when persuading others, she was always thoughtful, looked down on the world of mortals, and could afford to let go.

We are all extraordinarily strong when it comes to bearing the pain of others.

(End of this chapter)