Lingzi is not too cold today

Chapter 26 Her eyes did not show any traces.

At the end of September, the eve of the National Day.

The class committee received the student ID card in advance, stamped it, and the counselor distributed the method of using the discounted ticket for college students in the professional group.

For some of the more famous scenic spots in the province, students can also visit for free with their student cards.

College students who are too far away from home and it is inconvenient to go home can take this opportunity to have a good time.

The students who are not too far from home also bought discounted tickets early and prepared to go home.

When Gongsun Jin was going back to the dormitory after her evening class, she could see many students pushing suitcases and wearing sun hats, waiting for the bus at the bus stop.

Or play with your mobile phone with your head down, listen to music with headphones, or lean on your lover's shoulder like glue.

The school bus leaves when it is full and takes the students to the train station for free.

The cafeteria suddenly became empty, and some stalls were also temporarily closed, but it was a bit deserted.

"How do you want to arrange your vacation? Go home?"

Ouyang Rui asked.

"I'm definitely going home."

Tang Fulin organized his backpack and suitcase without raising his head.

"I'll probably stay at school. It's too much trouble to go back."

Lin Hui shrugged.

"Where's your girlfriend?"

"Katie, her family is here to take her home."

Lin Hui lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling above his head, a little depressed.

I have stayed with Yi Katie for a long time on weekdays, but I don't think there is anything inseparable.

Now I am alone at school, and I feel a little lonely.

"A senior in the External Relations Department introduced me to work as a security guard in Qianjiang. Do you want to follow? The crayfish is very famous there. It's delicious to go there."

Ouyang Rui was very excited.

He is a typical "biliary", full of energy and a natural optimist.

"Do you have a beautiful sister?"

Lin Hui glanced at him.

"There must be. There are a lot of seniors who are traveling together, as well as people from other schools."

Ouyang Rui smiled and nodded.

"Okay, let's go together then."

Lin Hui sat up from the bed and smiled slightly.

"Gongsun, what about you? The National Day holiday is so long, how do you arrange it?"

"No plans."

Gongsun Jin shook his head.

He sat on the bed and looked out of the window with a pouted face, his eyes were empty and confused.

In the original time and space, he was on vacation at university, and he would never go back.

Because at home, he was not happy at all.

Being with his parents, he rarely felt the emotion of happiness.

All I hear every day are quarrels and the house full of chickens and dogs jumping around.

Mom is a very mean person, always throwing a tantrum and yelling at Dad because of some trivial things.

Many conflicts can be avoided, but she seems to be deliberately finding fault, and it is not pleasing to see her father anywhere.

Dad looks like an honest and useless person on the outside, but he is very violent at home.

When we quarreled, we broke things. Plates, bowls and chopsticks, TV remote controls, rice cookers, etc. were all destroyed.

Gongsun Jin remembers that when she was a child, she often went home hungry because the kitchen was always a mess.

Growing up in such a family, Gongsun Jin doesn't know what happiness is.

At the age of eight, the resentful parents who tortured each other finally divorced.

He watched Dad get on a train without looking back, never to return.

My mother remarried, and followed a small boss with a little money.

Gongsun Jin didn't know if he was lucky or not, because he didn't have much contact.

Lack of security, low self-esteem, lack of trust in anyone...

The negative influence brought by the original family has been with him until he enters the society as an adult.

For a long time, Gongsun Jin felt that everyone in this world was unreliable.

No one will love him, and no one deserves his love.

On the day he was admitted to university and left his hometown, he felt that he was finally relieved.

In order to stay away from this family, he ignored dissuasion and applied for a university in another province.

On the day he went to the station, the woman who had been mean all her life called him on a rare occasion and asked if he wanted her to drop him off.

Gongsun Jin said no.

Dragging his suitcase alone, he boarded the green leather train to a foreign country and stayed on the train for nineteen hours.

The food on the train was very expensive and particularly unpalatable, and he felt that he couldn't get enough to eat.

When he woke up at night, looking at the twilight field and starry sky outside the window, he suddenly cried, crying like a lost child.

He didn't know why he was crying.

When he goes home during the winter and summer vacations, he is always very reluctant because there is no canteen aunt at home to cook.

My mother often calls him and asks why he doesn't go back during the holidays, and doesn't call her.

Why do other people's children run home when they are on vacation?
Don't you think about your family and your parents at all?
Every time she asked that question, he remained silent.

He was tempted to say yes.

To the family, to the parents, he can't show the slightest reason to love, and can't express any affection.

Every time he answered a call from his mother, he was very perfunctory, as if he was completing a task.

I don't want to listen to it for a second longer, and I feel physically resistant.

After buying the mobile phone, his parents' phone numbers have been stored in his phone book, but he never dialed through.

Not even when grandma passed away.

In psychology, this phenomenon of not being close to parents is called "disappointment emotional isolation".

The performance is that I don’t feel like a relative with my parents, I don’t want to communicate, and I don’t want to have any emotional concerns. The best way to get along is to live independently.

This is a psychological isolation mechanism, which is essentially being too disappointed in the parents.

Because of the lack of parental understanding and support in the early years, many emotional appeals were not responded to, so I no longer regarded my parents as emotional support.

The four years in college were the happiest time in his life.

Because I can have enough food every day, I don’t have to worry about seeing a pile of broken dishes and broken boilers when eating.

The canteen is subsidized, and you can eat a lot for just a few yuan.

The roommates and counselors were very enthusiastic, and even applied for a bursary for poor students for him.

The university library was one of the places he visited the most. He loved reading since he was a child, but he didn't have good conditions.

The first time I borrowed was Gorky's trilogy, "Childhood", "My University", and "In the World".

Later, I watched Camus' "The Stranger", and Marquez's "One Hundred Years of Solitude" and "Love in the Time of Cholera".

Occasionally, I also read "Selected Poems of Haizi" and "Anthology of Gu Cheng's Poems".

The last book I returned to the library was called "The Kite Runner".

There is a beautiful sentence in it, which is still fresh in his memory.

"The wild grass in the desert is endless, but the spring flowers bloom and wither."

It probably means that those who are as humble as weeds live comfortably, but the rich live unsatisfactorily.

"Gongsun? Gongsun?"

Lin Hui leaned over and saw that his expression was a little dazed, so he yelled twice out of curiosity.

"Um?"

Gongsun Jin came back to look at him, a little puzzled.

"What are you thinking? You're out of your mind."

"Thinking about what to have for dinner."

Gongsun Jin said calmly.

"Do you want to go to Qianjiang with us?"

Lin Hui invited.

"No time."

He shook his head slightly, changed his clothes and shoes, and went out alone.

The night is slightly cold, the setting wind blows, and the leaves of camphor are swaying and rustling.

There were few people on the boulevard, and the street lamps on both sides of the road were dimly lit.

Gongsun Jin walked alone, habitually plugged in the earphones and turned on the music player.

After listening to it for a while, I couldn't find the music I wanted.

"The music scene in this world is also rotten, it's all saliva songs."

After taking off the earphones, Gongsun Jin felt a little lost.

After leaving the school gate, the street outside was still brightly lit, and the shops all over the street were lit with lights.

In front of the stall selling stinky tofu, there was a circle of female students in black and white school uniforms, who should be junior high school students nearby.

The little girl with braids held a paper bowl, and put fried tofu in her mouth with a toothpick. She shivered from the hotness and had a satisfied expression on her face.

When I looked sideways, I accidentally saw Gongsun Jin, and I lost my mind slightly.

When he realized it, he blushed and turned his back quickly.

There were also some bold girls who stared straight at him, clearly expressing their liking on their faces, but reserved as if they were mimosa.

At the barbecue stand, there are still many greasy middle-aged people toasting and drinking, neither drunk nor happy, cursing that life is too short.

The clinking of cups is like the sound of broken dreams.

The hot pot restaurant was filled with the spicy aroma of red oil and chili, and there was an endless stream of students going to the party.

At the small stall selling Chaoshou, the moment the iron pot was opened, a cloud of white mist emerged.

The woman took her child and sat down at the booth, clamoring for more spice.

The diners at the booth were in suits and leather shoes, with briefcases under their armpits, and they were office workers who had just got off work.

The scorching chao hand rolled in the mouth several times, and the hot air kept coming out of the mouth, making the sound of being scalded.

After finally swallowing with difficulty, he beat his chest hastily.

It looks hilarious and poignant at the same time.

The childish young boy, holding the hand of the ignorant girl, entered the remote alley, hesitating for a long time in front of the hotels and apartments with pink light signs.

The girl blushed, bit her lip lightly, and kept holding the boy's hand.

Gongsun Jin withdrew her gaze and walked along the half-mile long street alone.

Jingle~
The phone rang, and Gongsun Jin picked it up.

"Hey!"

"Xiaojin, I'm at your school. Where are you now? I'll take you home."

The voice on the other end of the phone was gentle.

"I'm at...the gate of the east gate."

Gongsun Jin looked back at the way he looked.

"Okay, don't move there, I'll find you."

"it is good……"

Gongsun Jin's voice trembled a little, took two deep breaths, and hung up the phone.

On the way to the east gate, the girl walked slowly, and the sound of the suitcase rolling on the ground was a bit noisy.

After arriving at the door, she looked around, as if looking for something.

I walked back and forth several times, but I didn't see the person I wanted to see.

In a daze, she felt that someone was watching her from behind, and suddenly looked back.

Under Xiwei's street lamp, the tall and straight young man stood in the dimly lit place, watching her quietly.

At this time, Zhuang Xiaomeng was thinking again, how beautiful it would be to take this moment as a photo.

But when she came back to her senses, she had already missed that scene.

The two looked at each other, and neither of them avoided the other.

Like a hunter looking at an eagle, whoever loses will be tamed.

After watching for a long time, Gongsun Jin took the lead to look away.

The corner of Zhuang Xiaomeng's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a victorious smile.

She dragged her suitcase and walked towards Gongsun Jin, and stopped beside him.

"What's wrong? Why do you keep following me?"

Gongsun Jin frowned.

"Who is following you? Can you stop being so narcissistic?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng looked at him with her head tilted, her expression was cold and her eyes were a little playful.

While waiting for the bus, she looked at Gongsun Jin at her side from time to time, then pursed her lips and snickered.

After a while, a bunch of yellowish headlights came slowly under the night.

Zhuang Xiaomeng stood tall and graceful under the street lamp, and said softly, "Here come, lover's eyes."

The breath exhaled by the girl turned into dense white mist in the faint light of the street lamp.

Gongsun Jin looked at the lights from far to near, and remembered what he said that day at the night market.

"I think the headlights are beautiful. Like a lover's eyes, full of tenderness."

"The metaphor is too flirtatious to fit."

Gongsun Jin shook his head.

The lights are getting brighter and brighter, the sound of car horns, engines roaring, and the sound of tires rubbing against the ground gradually become clearer.

The S-series Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of Gongsun Jin, and the windows slowly rolled down.

What appeared in front of Gongsun Jin was a woman's gentle smile.

She looked at Gongsun Jin in front of her, a little curious and a little surprised.

"Is it Xiao Jin?"

"Ah."

Gongsun Jin responded lightly.

"Come up!"

The woman's smile became more gentle, and she hurriedly opened the car door.

Gongsun Jin got into the back seat of the car with a trace of confusion and anxiety, as well as some expectations.

"Why are you still standing there, not coming up?"

Shi Qing looked at the girl under the street lamp and said angrily.

Gongsun Jin looked sideways with a surprised expression.

Zhuang Xiaomeng's beautiful cheeks were a little pale, and her light pink cherry lips were slightly pursed.

A few locks of black hair hang down from the temples, like the curtains of willows, half covering the beautiful willow leaf eyebrows.

The headlights shone on the girl's cheeks, making her porcelain-white skin look like glass, and the slender eyelashes cast distinct and countable shadows under the eyelids.

Gongsun Jin seems to be able to count how many eyelashes she has.

With Gongsun Jin's astonished expression, Zhuang Xiaomeng stuffed the suitcase into the trunk and sat beside him.

boom!
The moment the car door closed, the expression on Gongsun Jin's face changed from surprise to bewilderment, and then from bewilderment to relief.

No matter how stupid he is, he should understand why.

Aunt Qing said before that she has a daughter who is also in business school.

If this person is Zhuang Xiaomeng, then it makes sense.

No wonder Zhuang Xiaomeng gave him so much attention before, even though they were strangers to each other.

"Are you two having a good time at school?"

Aunt Qing looked at her daughter and Gongsun Jin through the rearview mirror with a smile on her face.

Gongsun Jin remained silent.

"not bad."

Zhuang Xiaomeng rested her chin and looked at the scenery outside the window.

Thinking of the sluggishness and bewilderment that appeared on Gongsun Jin's face just now, she felt a little proud.

"I haven't seen you for so many years, and the changes have changed a lot. Is it almost impossible to recognize?"

Aunt Qing asked with a smile.

"I recognized him the first time I saw him."

Zhuang Xiaomeng didn't care.

"I always remember the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows."

The girl is looking at him.

Her eyes showed no trace.

To use Tsai Chin's song to express it, it is "like a shower of rain falling down my heart".

(End of this chapter)