I met a girl on the train
? The train from the northern Xinjiang of the motherland to my hometown in the south was the train I was still waiting for at the station at 1 o'clock in the morning. Harbin to Hangzhou, Z176. The cold air outside did not seem to affect the waiting room of the station. I sat tiredly in the station, imagining that I could meet a girl on this long-awaited train, a girl as beautiful as lilac.
? Without any hurry, the train arrived at Changchun Station. I was in the last carriage, holding my luggage and running in the cold wind, as if I could go home faster if I ran faster. There were already some people in the car. After all, it was early in the morning. It was always bad to disturb others too much. In addition, I was already sleepy, so I simply packed my luggage and lay down on my bed. Before I knew it, I was unconscious. When I opened my eyes, it was already dawn. The snow from the north still remained on the windows, but the silver outside the windows had gradually disappeared. The carriage is a great place. There are people from various professions and ages inside. You can hear many stories in one train. There is no one here in suits or clothes, but there is a person facing the window, as if watching all the scenery along the way with his bright black pupils. I came back with the washing tools, so that the person in front of me can only observe the side view. , the clean, strange girl was stunned in place. I didn't go up to strike up a conversation directly, nor did I have the courage.
? I asked for a breakfast from the passing dining car, and secretly noticed you not far away holding a book in one hand and taking out sliced ??bread from the bag with the other, biting it slowly and dignifiedly. My state of embarrassment and the way I ate made me ashamed to pretend to be polite. After the meal, I also started to read the novel I had prepared, trying to relieve the boredom on the train. After watching for a while, you, not far away, disappeared. As if disappearing, a girl disappeared on a carriage. In my memory, only the silhouette looking into the distance is left. I really regret not secretly recording her appearance at that time, but now I can no longer see this girl.
? Maybe books are not that attractive to me. At least that time, maybe I occupied a power outlet by chance. I took out my laptop from my bag and opened the saved movie. Maybe it's a logic film, so I don't care. Sitting quietly, quietly, if a girl hadn't appeared, I might have spent my solo trip like this. Soon after, the car began to be filled with chatter, noise, and even chicken wings and beer. I also stopped using the socket, looked at the mobile phone that lacked signal, and read the previous books. You got out of bed in a hurry, looking for the socket with your hungry mobile phone, not wanting others to occupy that socket like me before. I just learned that this girl was shaken like a cradle by the train and went back to sleep early. She stayed there with disappointment, and for a moment our eyes seemed to have converged, which at least made my heart beat faster. I looked for the power bank anxiously, suppressed my excitement strongly, and tried to hand it to the girl calmly. There was a bit of pink on your face, and I looked at you clearly. After a simple conversation, it seemed that I still didn't dare to look into your eyes. However, you accepted the cold power bank with some sweat and sat on it. Opposite me.
? You started to stare at the screen of your phone quietly, reading the novel. I didn’t want to miss it anymore. First, I secretly took a picture of the girl opposite me. It was so good that I didn’t get discovered. I originally hoped that the train would speed up and cross the river and the mountains, but I also began to hope that the train could slow down, at least, so that my heartbeat could continue to accelerate. When you stopped to look out the window, I disturbed your mood rudely, but started talking to you without apology. I learned that we are all ordinary sophomores. I am not as arrogant as the group of Harbin students on the other side. I am just a simple medical student who likes to write things that I consider literature. I actually made a fool of myself in front of Guan Gong. Dadao, the girl majoring in literature did not dislike it in that way, but instead showed a sense of humor and entertainment, with just a bit of appreciation. Although they are strangers, meeting on the train is like two trains meeting on the railway track. The meeting is short, but the miss is long. We started talking about what we are good at. I talked about medicine and my favorite writers, and you talked about the college entrance examination and your hometown. Ever since we found out that we were from the same province and destined to the same city, we suddenly had many topics. These are all things I can't imagine, the shy person who secretly looked at you in the morning. The girl who is 120 centimeters away from me, I wonder if you remember the poems I once showed off, the writers we talked about together, and the life in the Northeast. Although there are many topics, two strangers always have a way of causing embarrassment. The train gave me a good fig leaf. If I couldn't talk, I could look at the mountains getting higher and higher in the distance and the unfamiliar cities.
? People are always sleepy and hungry on the train, and we are no exception. These physiological factors make us return to our respective beds, somewhat reluctantly, but mostly helpless. In a dream, the train traveled another hundred miles. I forgot whether I had an appointment with someone in the dream. When I got up, I sat on my seat, as if I was looking at the mountains, as if I was waiting for you. You don’t quite remember whether the instant noodles for dinner were delicious. All your attention is on the yogurt in your hand. It’s not envy, but disgust and disgust for your own unhealthy state.
I understand that you and your classmates are in two distant carriages. I understand that you just went to Harbin for fun. You understand that I will go home with my classmates at noon the next day in Hangzhou. I understand that I also have happiness in traveling alone. . Time passes quickly, and the wheels beating on the rails fly with time, leaving deep imprints on only a few stations. Xuzhou Station, I don’t remember the name of this station because of a certain novel, a certain martial arts, and naturally it won’t be a certain star. Just because of you, the train that stopped at Xuzhou Station for a long time made me muster the courage to reach your WeChat. It turns out that you have no traffic, so you opened it and scanned it without worry. At 9:16 pm, I excitedly added your WeChat message. Before falling asleep, I sent a message to the WeChat account that had no traffic. Nice to meet you. Such cliché words. This night was to prepare for arriving in Hangzhou at 6 o'clock the next day. Time was no longer available. We made an appointment to help each other the next day, and I finally fell asleep with satisfaction.
? With groggy eyes, the sound of getting up one after another and the noise of moving luggage drove away the sleeping bugs. I thought that after all, I need to be early, so it is better to get up and watch the train move slowly. Let the sun rise slowly. I took the toothbrush to wash up and took a look at you on the way. You must still be in the dream. I muttered to myself. Get up, exchange tickets, wash up, sit quietly, pack your bags, wait for the sunrise, and wait for arrival at the station. I just took a step ahead of you and sat across from you in advance, leaving a seat for you. After everything was ready, you sat in the seat reserved for you. The train still arrived at the station, even arriving in Hangzhou early for the first time. Unknowingly, we accidentally became the last ones to get off the train. After you got off the bus, you found your classmates who were anxiously waiting for you. After you briefly introduced her, as a boy, you came to help you and yourself carry your luggage. It was my first time to take this train, and you taught me the subway journey. I also personally helped you to the East Station. You wanted to go home quickly, so naturally you bought a very early ticket. I will continue to wait for my classmates here. Watching your retreating figure, you looked back and said, "Goodbye."
? How wonderful that we know each other but do not know each other. You returned home safely and reported the news to me at my urging. Not long after, I also met my classmates who had just finished their exams and got on the bus home together. The closer the car is to home, the further away it is from your memory. After returning home, we shared our surroundings, a rare Jiangnan home-cooked dinner, at least for us, it was rare. My cat and I both miss you, but I don’t have a cat, and I don’t have you either. We never met again, but we really left beautiful memories for me. I gradually began to like trains and the stories inside them.
? Just like I always fantasize about meeting a girl like you on every train.
? Zi Feiyu