The distance between you and me is 0.01 meters

Fang Guangji’s heart was full of crap, thinking that he was a low-level working people in the early years. Back then, he took the 3 yuan that he was given to squeeze the green leather train to go north on the first day of the new year. Tickets still went to the train station in advance to queue up all night. bought.

It’s really good. The scars forget the pain. If you have some money, you don’t respect China’s Spring Festival travel. Now that the train tickets are all real-named, even if he spends a lot of money to find scalpers, it is absolutely impossible to get someone who can take the same train as Huacai immediately. train ticket.

Fang Guangji was heartbroken.

He stared at the continuously decreasing number on the elevator floor display, took out his mobile phone and instructed Ren Fei, "Help me plan a route to City S, the one that can start immediately is the best."

Just when Ren Fei repeatedly confirmed on the phone whether he was going to City S, the elevator showed that Hua had only reached the first floor, and Fang Guangji reluctantly ran to the window, stuck his head out and looked down blindly.

"Yes, it's City S, hurry up, it's urgent, if you don't hurry up, my wife will run away." Fang Guangji said exaggeratedly.

The corner of Ren Fei's mouth twitched, and he asked, "Brother Guang, you said last time that you would never set foot in City S again."

That being said, dedicated brokers and part-time assistants are already looking at itineraries.

"That's not the case." Fang Guangji categorically denied it.

Ren Fei was speechless on the phone.

Fang Guangji's discord with his family is something that all the old employees who follow him know - and it's also one of the media's favorite gossips.But how bad the specific relationship is, except for veteran officials like Ren Fei who brought Fang Guangji with him from the beginning, and later came out to work alone with Fang Guangji, the others actually don't know the details.

Some vague speculations cannot prove or decipher the most mysterious part of Fang Guangji's private life-his relationship with his original family.

Fang Guangji only showed up at family meetings in a hurry when his grandmother died. Most of the time, he would rather wander outside like a lonely ghost than return to his home that exists in name only.After grandma passed away, Fang Guangji took the initiative to regard himself as an orphan without relatives.Although he has both parents, and his father even gave him a half-brother, these things are as disgusting as they are to him, their existence itself is disgusting.

After Fang Guangji became famous, he had been separated for many years, and his parents, who each formed a new family, would come to Fang Guangji to ask for money from time to time. The money given by Ren Fei alone was enough for a down payment in the capital.If things go on like this, there is no solution, even Ren Fei, an outsider, thinks that Fang Guangji has given these two ordinary people too much money, and this has made them even more greedy.

But it's impossible for you to kill your parents all the time like in TV dramas.

Fang Guangji, who was dragged down by his original family, has not really been relieved until now.

So when he said he was going back to City S, it was no wonder that Ren Fei was so surprised that his jaw hit the ground, because he really couldn't figure it out.

In fact, there is nothing unreasonable.

If there is someone you are willing to give up everything to chase, then all choices are willing and willing.

Huacai got on the train. Originally, he could have taken the plane, but during the Spring Festival, the air ticket cost more than 2000, and the train ticket was only [-]. Huacai made a lot of money, but it was all hard money. He was reluctant, so he withheld it.

But at least he bought a hard sleeper, and the train carriage was filled with an inescapable, fermented smell, so the flowers didn't matter. He skillfully climbed to the upper berth, closed his eyes and began to sleep.

Said it was sleep, but suddenly broke into a lonely satellite in his mind, the satellite was wandering in the vast universe, boundless cranky thoughts, plus outdated love songs playing on the train radio, all these made it difficult for Hua Cai to stay on the train. Really calmed down on the way.

He has never been able to figure out what he wants.

Or you can't figure out why you are alive.

For a long time, he felt that he was just performing the program of being alive mechanically.When the mother gave birth to him, this program was automatically encapsulated in his brain. His brain was like a ruthless compiler, which just ordered the body to execute the survival program without any burden.

Huacai was sure that what she wanted was not those petty bourgeoisie things.

The refined life of little Bourgeois means nothing to him.

He doesn't even long for affection anymore.

Whether it was his mother's or Fang Guangji's, he had no expectations for it.

In that case, what exactly does he want?

Originally, I thought that when I saw Fang Guangji again, I would say a few cruel words, or simply use a more decisive method - violence, etc., to give a sigh of relief for myself.

But it's actually neither salty nor light.

Actually nothing happened.

Huacai thought why she was so calm.

Why did you verbally curse a few words, as if everything can be forgotten.

Just like he still carries his luggage back to his hometown for the New Year every year.

It seems that all the unsatisfactory life has been taken away by Hua Cai indifferently, with two words.

But what Huacai doesn't know is that the more such a person, the more he may suffer from emotional depression.Under the calm surface, there may be angry eggs that have not yet hatched, emotional magma that has not yet boiled, whether it is the explosion of egg shells or the bursting of magma, sooner or later, maybe one day after all, it will make him There is no escape.

Of course it's too early to tell.

Huacai fell asleep drowsily amid the inertial jolting of the train, the rattling sound of the railroad tracks.He quickly put those myths behind him, he had a very pure dream, so pure that there was no dream content, and he fell into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until the next day, at seven o'clock in the morning, that the train broadcast brought him back to reality from the dream, and Hua climbed down in a daze, took off his shoes, went to the sink, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and waited for the dining car to come over. He ordered a breakfast of 15 yuan. He sat alone on the small table by the side of the train, and slowly ate the porridge and pickles. He didn’t touch the last egg, maybe he couldn’t eat it, maybe he just lost his appetite. , he stuffed the egg back into his pocket, and sat there upright.

The sun shines in through the window of the train through the poles. The train arrives at a certain station, stops for 15 minutes, and then slowly drives out.As the car started, the long electric poles for power transmission would have shadows printed on Huacai's face and body at regular intervals, like the stripes of a zebra.

This is the train home.

The car was full of people returning home during the Spring Festival.Thousands of people have thousands of faces, some people are in good condition, but there are also young people like Huacai who sit there dumbly, not knowing what they are thinking.It's just a look of being rubbed on the ground by life at a young age.

The flowers are fine, and the face looks young.Some young people look like programmers or plumbers, Hua is not sure-because whether it is moving bricks with brain or physical strength, they can make them as dull as themselves.

Just a person, sitting on the train blankly, as if he didn't know where he came from, and he didn't know the way back.Just sitting on the train.

——It’s just that all living beings are suffering.

Huacai usually does not sigh and sigh like this, and his mind is full of untimely philosophical thoughts, but the long-distance train has its magical power. The train confines people in an extremely limited and closed space. Chatting, some people can play with mobile phones, and Huacai, whose brain cells are more active than others, just play with himself, which is reflected in his mind starting to wander aimlessly.

But no matter what, the moment Huacai stepped off the passenger ladder of the train.

The enchantment of the train disappeared.

In an instant, he returned to the human world from his unfettered and chaotic spiritual world.

Billows of red dust rush towards him.Huacai regained his composure, and then he was that Bu Shiren who would whip his subordinates to work overtime again.At this moment, no matter from the operation of his smooth flow, squeezing the crowd out of the station, or from the fact that he does not look at the black car drivers crowded at the gate of the train station to solicit passengers, or from the fact that he skillfully jumped to the shuttle bus leading to their small town. All these things——all show that his heart is still connected with the strange yet familiar land under his feet.At least in terms of actions, they are the same as the ordinary people who were born and raised here, there is no difference.

He is not like Fang Guangji.

Fang Guangji looked like he was completely reborn, he couldn't tell he was from City S at all, and his words and deeds seemed to carry the deep imprint left on him by this town.

From the train station to Huacai Town, it takes more than three hours by bus.Huacai's cell phone ran out of battery, so Hua Rong was not notified that he had got off the car.Huarong didn't ask him when he would be back.The relationship between the two is as indifferent as strangers, but when strangers get together to celebrate the New Year, it seems funny and ridiculous.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Hua opened the door and went in.

As expected, the sound of the man he didn't know shouting and drinking didn't appear, only when he opened the door, he drove the lantern hanging on the door, jingling, and a faint bell rang.

The light was on in the living room, but no one was there.Huacai dragged the box in, only to find a light coming from the kitchen.

Huacai stood in the room and felt a little cold, only to realize that there was no air conditioner or other heating equipment in the room, so the temperature was almost the same as the outside temperature, just a little above zero.

"..." Huacai opened her mouth, but she never said the words "Mom, I'm back".

The older he got, the less he called his mother, and he couldn't get over that hurdle in his heart, but when he asked him what the hurdle was, Hua Cai himself couldn't explain it clearly.

The sliding door of the kitchen was pulled open at this time, Hua Rong poked his head out, greeted with a very calm expression, and said, "If you are cold, turn on the air conditioner."

Then the man shrank back into the kitchen.

Huacai rubbed the tip of her nose that was red from the cold, first she lowered her head and charged Huarong [-] for the electricity bill of Huarong's house on her mobile phone, and then turned on the air conditioner.

He sat down numbly.

Blow it under the air conditioner for a while.

Then, the body finally warmed up.

The author says:

No one watched it so I let myself go.This is not a pure love story either.I don't want to write that stuff either.Anyway, miscellaneous blind writing.hapiness.