My girlfriend who has been running for ten years is getting married tomorrow

Chapter 29 The blizzard that night saved my life (2)
Old Liu was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head and muttered, "Why can't you make jokes, this silly boy?"

During that time, almost everyone felt my indifference or irritableness, and even the good-tempered cook was reluctant to talk to me, lest I be wiped out if I was careless.Everyone was discussing the arrangements for going home, laughing and having fun, and I was the only one sitting in the corner without saying a word.

"It's easy to get drunk when you're alone." Xiao Meng leaned over and said.

I gave him a blank look, and responded: "Could it be that I have a cup of wine with you?"

Xiao Meng was too embarrassed to speak.

I realized that I was too sharp, so I took the initiative to clink glasses with him. Fortunately, Xiao Meng is not a narrow-minded person, and he quickly forgot the unpleasantness just now.I asked: "When the project is over, we will go home. Have you thought about how to face her?"

Xiao Meng took a sip of wine and said, "How do you deal with breaking up? After you go back, you will be less mean, find more girls, and you won't care if you persist for a while. Time is the best medicine, it's not you telling me Is it?"

I couldn't help laughing wryly, at the beginning I tried to comfort Xiaomeng, but today I have to bear it by myself.The so-called "time is the best medicine" is just the most fucking nonsense in the world, just like a person who has broken a leg, broken an arm or even disemboweled him, let him fend for himself and let time heal him.

In the past, I would play jokes with others, laugh and curse, lose my temper, and get confused, but no matter how drunk I was, I would strictly guard my own city defense and never confide my personal emotions to anyone.But this time, I seemed to be a little drunk, and babbled about my plight. Xiao Meng was a good listener, and he just listened silently.

When I read the review on the video conference in high school, he was still a junior high school follower behind me. Now the youthful youth is gone, and the teenagers at that time have become rough men who live and sleep in the open.

"Hey..." he sighed.

"You have nothing to comfort me?"

He thought for a while and said, "If I have another older sister or something..."

I glanced at him, and then the two of them smiled wryly, remembering that when he asked me to hang out with him at school, when he showed his courtesy, he used his sister who went to Rucheng No. [-] Middle School as a gift.Today, his older sister has already married and started a family, and her children are about to go to kindergarten.

It was late autumn at this time, just a thin line away from the severe winter. The cold wind was raging on the Gobi Desert, and the temperature dropped sharply like diving.I fell asleep in the car all night drunk. When I woke up from the cold, I couldn't see much light. I didn't know where I was for a while. I opened the car door and stood out. What I saw was the overwhelming white world .

In November 2012, without warning, the Gobi Desert in Xinjiang ushered in the first heavy snowfall after winter.

At the same time, I also had the worst cold of my life.

For the little ones, it was a great time for snowmen and snowball fights, but for us, it was a disaster.According to the weather forecast, it will be difficult for the weather to turn sunny again for a long time to come. The shutdown of the construction site is inevitable, and Lao Liu is also planning to evacuate people from the construction site.However, after more than half a year of being crushed by heavy vehicles, the only road leading to the Gobi has long been riddled with holes and covered with thick snow. It is obvious to transport so many people and their belongings out under such weather and road conditions. unrealistic.

When entering the construction site, dozens of coordinate points on the construction site were measured and marked by the piling team. They retreated a month ago and pulled out the steel pipes used to fix the points.When Lao Liu went to the project department of Party A to urge the project payment again, Mr. Gu suddenly launched an attack and asked us to re-measure and mark the coordinate points before transferring the money.

It is not our obligation, but we have no right to refuse.

I had a high fever of 39 degrees, which lasted for three or four days. My head was groggy, I was flustered and dreamy, and I always woke up inexplicably.I can't distinguish between reality and dreams. Sometimes I dream that I am on the way home with everyone, and I see wilderness, farmland, towns, mountains, hills, lakes, and even clearly see all kinds of things in the newspapers of the passengers next to me. News, when the train "buzzed" into the cave, my limbs twitched violently, but when I opened my eyes, I found that I was still lying alone on this messy hard wooden bed on the Gobi Desert.

I have returned to the campus of Baipu Middle School. The classroom is full of summer laziness, and it is so hot that people are sweating. Si Hui on the other side of the aisle was yawning, the two girls in the front row were chatting and giggling, and my desk was shaking violently.I hid behind the tall textbooks, looking at the bees on the window glass that were trying to break out but were knocked dizzy, buzzing, buzzing, and the blindingly white sky, my eyelids became heavier and heavier.With another "snap", the teacher slammed the table and turned his gaze to this side. I suddenly sat up in fright, and my forehead and back were covered with cold sweat.

Buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, it was the whispers of the workers playing cards, the voice was obviously loud, but I couldn't hear a word anyone said, only the monotonous and noisy roar of bees.

I have a splitting headache.

The plastic bag next to the bed is full of medicines that Ling Yiyao prepared for me at the beginning of the year, such as cold medicine, anti-inflammatory medicine, analgesic medicine, and cough medicine. Lao Liu sits on my bedside and browses the instructions of the packaging box one by one. It will be useful pick out things.The tonsils were inflamed and swollen enough to block my throat. I threw the pill into my mouth and drank a few sips of warm water. I drank half a glass of water, but the pill was still in my mouth.

I didn't bother to toss anymore, I lay down with the pills in my mouth, and let them melt slowly. Xiao Meng couldn't help frowning and said, "I've taken this medicine before, it's so bitter!"

But there seems to be something wrong with my taste buds, and I don't feel anything abnormal.

Lao Liu said: "Party A wants us to re-determine, and we will pay the project fee only after we finish the work. I agree. You should take good care of your illness, strive for early recovery, and get things done as soon as possible, so we can withdraw as soon as possible." .”

I nodded and turned to continue sleeping. When I turned around, the contents of my head were turned over like mortar in a mixer, and there was a dizzying sense of weightlessness.

"Wake up, take your medicine." A gentle voice rang in my ear.

I opened my eyes and saw a fair and delicate face. Ling Yao was holding a brown glass bottle in one hand and a white bottle cap in the other, looking at me with concern and gentleness.

"I don't like to drink this, it's too bitter." I covered my head with the quilt, and I usually spoiled her, and when I finally caught an opportunity to get sick, I would seize the opportunity to be arrogant.

"A big man is afraid of suffering, and he is not ashamed!"

I turned a deaf ear to her aggressiveness.

"Okay, forget it, don't drink if you don't want to drink!" She sighed, put the bottle on the bedside table, then pulled back the quilt, leaned over and kissed my lips.The moment I opened my mouth, my tongue suddenly tasted a strong bitter taste. I struggled in shock, but I swallowed the medicine.She raised the back of her hand to wipe her mouth, raised her eyebrows slightly, and showed a sly smile.

I opened my eyes again, it was pitch black, and the sweat-smelling pillow was soaked.

Am I afraid of suffering?

In the past, I thought that living away from home and living in the open air was hard work, but now I understand that the hardest thing is to suddenly lose the courage and will to fight for it, and all beliefs collapse overnight.It's like a soldier fighting bloody battles, leaving only a broken body, but forgetting for whom he was fighting bloody battles; monks who are pure-hearted and guarding the ancient Buddha with a green lamp all their lives, but begin to question the existence of gods; The moment when the pupils dilated rapidly, he was informed that the person he had sheltered with his life had betrayed.

"Gong Lu, are you feeling better?" Many workers asked with concern, they all wanted to go home early.

"It's better." I sat up with support, put on a coat, brought a copy of the blueprint and a construction log, and began to plan the measurement plan for each coordinate point. The workers also brought over the homemade charcoal brazier.

Xiao Meng opened the curtain and took a look outside, and said happily, "It's no longer snowing outside!"

"The radio says it won't snow for the next few days."

"Even if it doesn't fall, the [-] centimeters of snow won't melt for a while."

The workers were talking again.

"You all go to the next room to play cards! Don't disturb our Lu Gong's work!"

"Let's go!" Everyone laughed and rushed out of the room, just like students rushing out of the classroom to prepare for morning exercises, and this joyful atmosphere was even stronger before going home for the holiday, no matter for migrant workers or students.

I sat on the bed, coughing, and calculated the coordinates. They were almost accurate to the millimeter in a land of thousands of acres.If there is a slight deviation after the decimal point, and after several conversions, it may expand into a completely different error. This is the so-called "a slight difference, a thousand miles of error".

It should be dark in Rugao...

There is a soil slope between these points, and the instrument is useless, but it can be calculated using trigonometric functions.

What is Ling Yiyao doing...

fuck you!I made a mistake again, and actually used the hundreds system to calculate the angle!
Will she have forgotten me...

How much is six nine equal to...

Maybe her heart is full of others, right?
Six eight 48, then six nine should add six or nine...

The more I wrote, the more irritable I became. I closed the construction log and fell out hard. I sat under the quilt with my knees hugged, staring at the charcoal in the brazier in a daze.A few minutes later, I had to pick up the construction log in person, and continue to calculate in a proper manner—if life deceives you, don't be sad, don't be impatient.Calm is needed on blue days: Believe it, you can't beat it.

Xiaomeng didn't have much cash on him, and he was unlucky, so he lost all his money very quickly, so he had to play Angry Birds with my mobile phone.The strange chirping of the bird and the snorting and laughing of the pig were endless, and my mood became more and more unhappy. I happened to have 500 yuan in my pocket, and I threw it all over, saying: "If you want to borrow money, just say it. Interrupt my work!"

"Hey, you're welcome, little brother." Xiaomeng took the money and threw the phone on my bed. "Anyway, it happened to be out of battery."

I took it over and looked at it, and it has entered the automatic shutdown screen, and the socket at the head of the bed has been fully occupied, so I threw the phone and charger to him, and said: "Take the socket by the window to charge. "

"okay."

I hated iron and reminded: "Don't forget, I got four hundred last time, and I got three hundred last time."

"A total of one thousand and two!" He had already drifted to the next door.

Holding the blueprints in my hands, I basically figured out most of the data needed for tomorrow. At this time, I felt hungry. I wanted to ask the cook to get me something to eat, but I heard him playing cards next door. I ate a few biscuits and took a sip of water.After just calculating a little data, I became extremely sleepy, and under the pressure of heavy sleepiness, I fell into a deep sleep again.

I started dreaming vaguely again. I dreamed that I was running wildly on the newly laid lawn of Baipu Middle School. At the other party's feet; I dreamed that I was driving Ling Yiyao home on a motorcycle. Under the sunny sky was a splendid field of rapeseed flowers. She put her arms around my waist and hummed a song softly; Back to the hut in Nanjing, looking out from the balcony, a corner of the city is dyed warm golden by the afterglow of the setting sun, busy but peaceful.

I don't know how long I fell asleep, but I was awakened in a daze. Except for the ringing of the phone, there was silence in the shed, and there was no sound of snoring.I took out the phone from under the pillow, and suddenly saw the words "Ling Yiyao" on the screen. My heartbeat accelerated sharply, and I tried to adjust my breathing before pressing the answer button.

"When are you coming back?" she asked.

I said, "Soon, soon."

"I'm waiting for you."

I froze for a moment and asked, "Aren't you engaged?"

"Yes. So many people are putting pressure on me. I really can't bear it alone. I can only obey them and take a breath of relief. When you come back, we can overthrow everything. No matter whether we fight or elope, we will no longer care about other people's rumors Gossip."

I was overjoyed and said, "It's snowing heavily in Xinjiang, the roads are closed, and there are still some things to do here. I'll definitely be home in 20 days at most!"

"Wait for you." Her voice was very low, like a child hiding in a closet whispering to her toys, afraid of being discovered by others.

After hanging up the phone, the shed was still silent. No one was woken up by me. They had never slept so peacefully.I sat up, put away the blueprints, paper and pens on my chest, lay down and fell asleep again, no more nightmares in the long night, and my soul seemed to be floating in a void that no one had cared about for billions of years.

The next day, I woke up early and greeted everyone to start work.The old cook boiled a lot of ginger syrup, and everyone poured down a big bowl each. A group of five people put on thick military coats and set off with their instruments on their shoulders.Others packed their bags, sorted the building materials, or loaded them into cars for transport, or covered them with colored strips for storage.

Before leaving, Xiaomeng handed over my mobile phone. I probably played Angry Birds again early in the morning. I flipped through it and found that there was no call history last night.My mind was a little confused for a while, and I began to doubt whether the call last night existed, but Ling Yiyao's voice was still fresh in my memory, and I even remembered her cautious and eager voice when she said "waiting for you".

Maybe Xiaomeng is mean again. Last time he said he would send me a few funny cross talks, but in the end the cross talks were not available, and he even lost an important PDF file stored on my mobile phone.

Although I was still sick yesterday, my mental state improved a lot overnight.The air is cold but fresh, the snow field is dry but vast, and the ground is white and flat, with no footprints to be seen.The off-road vehicle drove for four or five kilometers along the blurred road, then got off the vehicle and walked into the wasteland with complex terrain. The people in front held sticks to explore the road, and Xiaomeng and I walked side by side at the end, stepping on their footprints.

Xiao Meng pinched my arm and asked, "How many clothes have you worn?"

"Fourth floor," I opened my coat to show him.

"It's too little, it's more than ten degrees below zero today."

I said disapprovingly: "Today I have to run a long way and sweat a lot. No matter how many clothes I wear, it will be a burden."

But he suddenly cried out in surprise: "Wow, what day is it today? You are dressed so formally."

Inside my military overcoat are a set of black suits, which Ling Yiyao bought for me this time last year, and this is the fourth time I wear them.The first time was to attend Ling Yiyao's company annual meeting, the second time was to visit her parents at her home, and the third time was to meet a group of senior officials from the local government here. stand up.

"This one is quite warm, and it's all wool. I just tried it and it doesn't fit me well." I said.

Xiao Meng laughed and said, "Put on a tie and a flower, and you'll look like a groom."

I also smiled, but didn't respond, and suddenly remembered the scene of the day when I was shopping for a suit. Ling Yiyao stood side by side with me, looking at the two of us in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, she nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's great, it's a bit like a wedding photo."

Looking back now, it was nice.

Taking a good coordinate pile not far from the road as the benchmark, we worked for more than four hours in the morning, turning points non-stop, and finally led the coordinates to the boundary of the construction site.However, when I went back to eat and rest at noon, I took out the blueprint and compared it, and found that the new positioning pile at that position was more than 40 meters different from the original one.This is an unforgivable fallacy. If it is not discovered early and the mistake is introduced to the entire construction site, the entire project will probably be messed up.

"Wrong calculation?" Old Liu asked.

I checked the construction log and recalculated every step of the transfer point, and found that there was no mistake. After a little thought, I made my own judgment: "There may be a problem with the original reference point."

(End of this chapter)