sorry i love you

Chapter 24 I thought I would never think of you again

On the way home, I went to the ticket office to buy a train ticket. It was very close to the Spring Festival, and it was not easy to buy a train ticket. Fortunately, someone wanted to refund the ticket. The next day's ticket, a hard seat, she just bought.After packing her luggage, her sleep was restless throughout the night. After more than ten years, she once again dreamed of the earthquake that year and the scene of being buried in the ruins.It was only five o'clock when she woke up, and she lay on the bed like that, staring at the ceiling with her eyes open until dawn.

Sitting on the train, watching the train gradually leave the city, there is a feeling of melancholy lingering in my heart, and my chest is stuffy.

"Miss, this lady."

Suddenly hearing someone calling herself, she turned her head, looked at the family of three in front of her and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Miss, we are a family, but I bought a ticket and went there. I want to change seats with you, is that okay?"

Qing Yang slightly bent her lips, and replied friendly: "Yes."

After the seat was changed, Qing Yang sat by the window, opposite, a boy who looked five or six years old sat opposite her, and beside the boy was a middle-aged woman who kept talking to him.In a daze, Qingyang seemed to see the scene of her taking the train from Sichuan to S City after the earthquake.At that time, it was a female teacher who sent her here. She remembered that along the way, the teacher kept telling her that the Xu family was a big family, and that she was lucky to be in the Xu family for several lifetimes. , She must be obedient in the past, and don't make the Xu family angry.

She looked at the receding ruins outside the window, her hometown was getting farther and farther away from her, and her parents who loved her had already left her.

The teacher talked for a long time, but she hugged the bear tightly, and never said a word, even when the teacher asked her if she heard, she didn't even nod her head.The teacher looked at her for a long time, and finally just sighed and said: "Poor child."

At that moment, at this moment, the situation and mood have long been different.

After more than ten hours on the train, she finally arrived in Sichuan, her hometown.

It was completely dark, and after leaving the train station, Qing Yang pulled the suitcase and took a taxi. The master asked her with a strong Sichuan accent: "Where are you going?"

After leaving my hometown for so many years, I can still understand my hometown dialect, but I can no longer speak it.He replied to the master in Mandarin: "Do you know where there is a hotel nearby? Just take me there."

"Are you a foreigner?"

outsider?Not really a local anyway.Qing Yang smiled, "That's right."

The car passed by a canteen, and the small room overlapped with a place in memory, Qing Yang felt a little excited for a moment, "That canteen..."

The driver turned his head and looked out, "Oh, that, did you know that there was an earthquake here more than ten years ago?"

How can you not know?She almost died in that earthquake too. "kindness."

"The canteen is one of the few houses that survived the earthquake. During the disaster relief, it was a place to provide supplies. After it was rebuilt, the canteen was kept as a memorial. People around I will go there to buy some things and let this small shop continue to operate." Probably thinking of some old things, when the driver said this, there was sadness in his tone.

The canteen has disappeared from sight, Qing Yang reluctantly looks back, remembering the earthquakes more than ten years ago, suddenly asked the driver: "Have you experienced that earthquake?"

The driver glanced at her in the mirror, then nodded, "Yes, I was also driving a taxi at that time. I was doing a job when the earthquake happened, and the surrounding buildings suddenly began to collapse. The customer in the car said It was an earthquake. I quickly drove to an open area, and I didn’t encounter any danger.”

"You are very lucky," Qing Yang said with a smile, "Your family must be as lucky as you."

The driver suddenly became quiet, and after about half a minute, he replied: "No, my son died in that earthquake to save his mother."

Qing Yang was stunned, and then said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

The driver chuckled, and instead came to comfort her, "It's okay, every time I mention my son, I am very proud." After a moment's pause, he said to Qing Yang: "Here, the hotel here is in good condition. You can rest easy."

Qing Yang looked out the window, and there was indeed a hotel there.She paid the money, thanked her, went into the hotel with her suitcase, asked for a room, and stayed in.

After taking a shower and coming out, my whole body was completely exhausted, the fever hadn't subsided completely, and with the exhaustion all the way, I obviously didn't eat much at all, but now I felt like vomiting.

He took out the anti-fever medicine and took it, lightly lay down on the bed, and fell asleep drowsily.In the dream, Pei Xinying held Xu Nancheng's arm and said to her with a smile: "We are getting married tomorrow, you must come!"

When I woke up, I was already sweating profusely. I didn't expect to think of Xu Nancheng after hiding here.

"I don't want to, I don't want to grow up..." The phone rang suddenly, Qingyang took it, and the words "5:10" and "Brother Nancheng" were displayed on the screen. After being surprised and hesitant, she pressed the call key, put the phone to your ear.

The person on the other side of the phone was as silent as she was, and she could even hear his steady breathing. After a long time like this, she vaguely heard: "Qing Yang..." It was almost a sigh.

Due to the exhaustion of the journey and the slight acclimatization, the fever never subsides, and the cemetery where her mother lives is in a very hard-to-find place on the outskirts of the city. Qingyang thought that she would stay here for a month anyway, to see her mother beforehand. Not urgent.

After staying for a few days, Qingyang became familiar with the people around her.There is a small restaurant next to the hotel, because of being tired and lazy, he doesn't want to change places all the time, so he eats three meals a day in that small restaurant.The owner of that shop is about 50 years old. Seeing that Qingyang is a little girl, and the new year's old came here alone, he feels a little pity for her and takes good care of her every time.

The boss is called Pang Jie, who is not a local. His wife passed away a few years ago. He liked the beautiful scenery and simple folk customs here, so he stayed and opened a small shop, planning to spend his old age here.

He and Qingyang have very consistent views on many issues, and soon became friends. He often laughed at some of Qingyang's jokes, and his evaluation of this was: "Qingyang, you are such a fool An amazing little girl who can bring joy to those around her."

Qing Yang hadn't thought about this before, and when she first heard his words, she couldn't help being stunned.The word joy seems to be far away from her. Laughing is rare on weekdays, let alone bringing joy to others, which she never dared to think about.

Qing Yang shook her head, "I'm nothing special, it's you who are optimistic and cheerful, so full of joy."

Pang Jie did not deny, "Isn't your life full of joy? Sharing your joy with others is bringing joy to others."

full of joy?Qing Yang didn't know what to say, approaching the Spring Festival, she ran to her unfamiliar hometown alone with a fever. Is this considered full of joy?

"I can see that you are a girl with a story, can you share it? Maybe it will make you happier."

Qingyang raised her head, looked at Pang Jie's kindly smiling face in front of her, and pursed her lips.

Can you say that?No matter what happened 30 years ago or what happened now, it seems that outsiders cannot be told.

"Sorry, I..." Qingyang was a little uneasy, and wanted to explain, but couldn't find the right words to express it.

Seeing Qingyang's embarrassment, Pang Jie smiled and said: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you can't say it, as long as you know how to look back at what you got, you will understand that happiness has never left you."

Looking back?Qingyang was silent. A few months ago, Liao Yingchu seemed to have asked her similar questions...

"Why don't you look back?"

But when I look back, not only can I see what I have gained, but also what I have lost...

She is afraid of losing, and it has been since she was a child, so it is difficult for her to accept someone or something, because if you don't accept it, you won't lose it.

On New Year's Eve, the small town is extremely lively.Although there are no flashing neon lights in big cities, the red lanterns hung in every household make the whole small town look warmer.

Dinner was still eaten at Pang Jie's shop. On the way back to the hotel, a child ran past her and bumped into her, but the child didn't realize it, and jumped straight forward into his mother's arms.The mother hugged him and said something, and the mother and son laughed together.

When the mother and child left, Qing Yang found that the corners of her mouth had curled up at some point.

The sound of firecrackers is endless, and amidst the crackling sound, light waves entered the hotel.Because the hotel is relatively small, there is no TV in the guest room. A few tenants gather on the first floor and watch the only TV in the hotel together.

Qingyang walked over, moved a chair, and sat beside them.On the TV, there were smiling faces of the actors. Qing Yang turned her head and saw her slightly sad face reflected in the mirror on the wall.

"Lightly."

Hearing someone calling her, Qingyang looked towards the source of the voice. It was Pang Jie who came towards her with a plate of dumplings in his hand, "Qingyang, I'll bring you some dumplings."

Qing Yang looked at the dumpling, the shape was a bit strange, probably Pang Jie made it himself.Qing Yang reached out to take it, only feeling that the heat of the dumplings seemed to be rushing into her heart.

(End of this chapter)