At 20:54, with a neighing sound, the locomotive spit out bright sparks angrily, panting heavily, dragging more than a dozen carriages and sliding slowly along the rails.
The train left the station and began to speed up with the sound of two flutes. Through the spacious windows, you could vaguely see the black smoke rising from the top of the front of the car in the distance and rising into the sky. The train rushed forward in the breeze.
After leaving the city, there were fewer lights, and the window turned into darkness. Except for the roar from the railway tracks, there was nothing new about taking the train.
A middle-aged couple sitting opposite each other cuddled up on the back of the chair and closed their eyes and began to fall asleep. After the excitement of riding the train for the first time gradually disappeared, I glanced at Teacher Xia not far away who also had his eyes closed and suddenly felt sleepy.
A huge sound of brakes rubbing against the rails came from the bottom of the car. The train began to slow down. From the carriage broadcast, you could vaguely hear where the train was about to arrive.
My numb arms made me realize that I must have been sleeping on the small table for a long time. The street lights outside the window shone in, and I realized that the middle-aged couple sitting opposite me had turned into a young girl at some point.
The girl is about 20 years old, has very delicate features, has a high ponytail, and is wearing a simple white T-shirt and a pair of jeans that are very popular at the moment.
I don’t know why the figure of the high school music teacher appears in my mind at this time. Maybe it’s because my classmates secretly say that she is the most beautiful female teacher in our small town, or maybe she always wears jeans. Then I took another look in front of me.
Of girls, this girl is more beautiful.
The girl looked up just in time to see me staring at her with a slight smile. I had never been nervous in the exam room, but at this moment I felt my face was getting hot. At a loss, I turned to look at the platform outside the window.
The girl's perfectly proportioned face lingers in my mind, but I always feel that there is something unusual about it.
I closed my eyes and thought about it carefully. The girl smiled unnaturally. She was suppressing a polite smile for something. Her eyes were bloodshot and the bags under her eyes were swollen. She must have cried not long ago.
The forehead on the left side is darker, with some red light in the dark, which represents the Sun and Moon Palace. The left side represents her father. It seems that her father has some physical problems but is about to get better.
Even if my heart beats and I get the hexagram "Yi" in "Gen", the vibrations in my body are caused by the throat, and the obstacles in my body indicate a disease. It should be pharyngitis caused by smoking and lungs all year round.
When you change the hexagram and see that Zhenmu restrains the body hexagram Gen and earth, the main hexagram fire generates earth, and Zhenmu turns around and generates fire, it should be a high fever.
Until the main hexagram sees Gen, the number of seeing separation is 3, and the number of seeing shock when changing the hexagram is 4, it should get better in three to four hours.
I breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief and glanced at the time on the top of the carriage. It was past one in the morning, so I leaned on the seat and closed my eyes.
I vaguely seemed to hear crying. I opened my eyes in a daze. The girl sitting opposite me was facing the window with tears on her face. She tried hard to suppress her crying voice as if she was afraid of disturbing others. When she saw me waking up, the girl
He glanced at me sheepishly, with a look of pity in his eyes.
I actually spoke out of nowhere: "What you are worried about is not that serious. The result will be within two hours."
I couldn't care less about the girl's surprised expression. Driven by strong sleepiness, I lay down on the small table and fell asleep.
Suddenly, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I opened my eyes and saw the girl opposite me standing next to me. When she saw me waking up, she made a silent gesture and pointed to the front of the car, gesturing for me to follow her there.
I put the backpack in my arms back on my shoulder and followed her to the connection between the two carriages.
It was a lot empty here, with a few cigarette butts thrown underneath. The girl stared at me without speaking.
Just when I was looking unnatural by her, she smiled sweetly and said: "My name is Xiaoyu, little brother, how did you do this?"
I was confused when I was asked, how did you do it? Seeing my appearance, Xiaoyu smiled again and said: "Silly silly, I mean how did you know that my father was sick and that the results were available within two hours?"
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I didn’t know how to answer at once. I couldn’t tell her that I calculated the result by looking at the face, could I? If so, she would probably be kicked off the train as a swindler. I asked: “What did you do on the train?
Do you know your father’s situation?”
"The PHS received the message!"
"PHS?"
"It's the bb machine!" Xiaoyu said and took out a pink pager from his pocket.
"Oh, I know about BB phones!" The village chief has a black pager, which he wears on the belt of his leather trousers and walks around the village all day long, but it never rings.
Xiaoyu’s pink pager looks more compact and delicate.
"Now you should tell me how you know?" Xiaoyu put away the pager and continued to ask, with the momentum of never giving up without a reasonable explanation.
I bit the bullet and told her that I knew some methods of fortune-telling, and everything was based on her facial features.
"Is it like Uncle Nine in "Mr. Zombie"?"
"What is Mr. Zombie? Who is Uncle Nine?"
"Mr. Zombie is..."
After the chatterbox was opened, Xiaoyu was actually a talkative girl who knew a lot of things. "Mr. Zombie" is a very popular supernatural movie in Hong Kong, and Uncle Jiu is a master ghost hunter.
Xiaoyu told me that she was born in Nanjing, three years older than me, and is now 21 years old, working as a nurse in Chongqing First Hospital. My school is not far from their hospital!
This trip to Shaanxi was to visit her father, who was working in Shaanxi and was hospitalized due to lung disease.
During the day, she received a notice from her work unit that she had a very urgent mission and needed to rush back to Chongqing overnight. When she left Shaanxi, her father was still in a coma and had a high fever, and then the scene on the train happened.
The two of them stood in the aisle of the carriage and chatted from dusk to dawn. Because there was a hospital bus in Sichuan, Xiaoyu needed to get off the train in advance to find their colleagues and go back to the hospital with them.
Xiaoyu left her PHS number before getting off the bus.
"Brother Feng, why have you been in a daze for the past week? You don't know where this is?" Zhang Feng's voice brought me back to reality.
I touched the train ticket in my pants pocket, and there was Xiaoyu’s contact number 023-xxxxxxxx on the back.
"Oh, Brother Feng, I remembered what happened some time ago. How about we go to the video hall to watch "Mr. Zombie" one day?"
"Should I say you are stupid and bold? Or just call you stupid? Are you talking about "Mr. Zombie" at this time? Don't you feel cold?" Zhang Feng rubbed his hands and crossed his arms. It was obviously close to 30 degrees in the evening in September.
weather.
"I think you either have a cold or are scared!" Looking at Zhang Feng shivering, I actually knew in my heart that it was probably because he was scared.
A week ago, after more than 30 hours of journeying from train to bus, I finally arrived at school with extreme back pain.
Then it was reported that the dormitory arrangements were made, and Zhang Feng, who was in the upper bunk, was one of my four roommates.
Coincidentally, he is also from Shanxi and has the same birthday as me, so we decided to call each other brother. The other two roommates are Liu Yang from Xinjiang and Zhiyong from Inner Mongolia.
The next day after registration is the military training, which ends with a boring day of standing at attention, taking a break, and walking in goose.
Perhaps the instructor also felt that it was too boring to lead the freshmen, so he organized a social event in the evening. The crowd sat around an open space of about ten meters which became a stage. It was required that each dormitory must produce a program.
It turns out that the kids in big cities are really good, they can sing, dance and even say cross talk and play allegro, but I seem to only be able to go up the mountains to chop wood and go down to the rivers to catch fish, so I obediently acted as a qualified audience, at least I was really
Applauding vigorously.
Dormitory 206, which is our dormitory, was promoted to Zhiyong when there was an extreme shortage of such talents because he said, "The men on our grassland only know how to drink and wrestle."
When the instructor called 206, Zhiyong, who weighed nearly 200 pounds, caused a burst of laughter as soon as he walked into the crowd.
What's even funnier is that Zhiyong said directly: "I don't have any talent, I only have brute strength. I can try wrestling with all the heroes."
Seeing that there was no reaction from the freshmen, the young instructor decided to play on his own in order to ease the embarrassment. However, within five minutes, Zhiyong threw him so hard that he refused to come again.
There are still some hard-core freshmen, such as Liu Sheng from dormitory 404.
When the instructors were stopped by the fall, he somersaulted into the crowd, kicked his right leg in the air three times and stood still, with his long hair flying in the wind. He looked very handsome.
It seems that he must be a showman who has been practicing for several years, but his basic skills are not very solid, and there is still a gap between me and me. I followed my grandfather since I was a child, so I still have this bit of vision.
"Liu Sheng, the new student of 404, has a black belt in Taekwondo, please give me some advice!"
"Wow! Black belt!" A girl screamed from the crowd.
When Zhiyong heard the word "black belt", he also paid attention to it. He stared at Liu Sheng closely and tucked the hem of his clothes into the belt. He followed Liu Sheng's example and clasped his fists and said: "206, Zhiyong! Please give me some advice!"
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Amid warm applause, the two began their performance.
Liu Sheng's Taekwondo was indeed very entertaining to watch. He hit Zhiyong several times, but the force was not enough to cause any harm to Zhiyong.
On the other hand, Zhiyong's body is not flexible enough. He is like a bulky chimpanzee, sweating on his head while running in a circle surrounded by people.
Zhiyong, who looked naive, was not naive at all. He immediately discovered his shortcomings and stood there, waiting for Liu Sheng to take the initiative to attack.
A few minutes later, Liu Sheng, whose physical strength was also declining, showed obvious flaws in his attack. Zhiyong grabbed his ankle and threw him heavily to the ground for a long time before he got up.
Several more dormitory performances followed, and the social activities ended just after eight o'clock in the evening.
The freshmen laughed and walked back to the dormitory arm in arm. Zhang Feng, who was walking at the end, suddenly quickened his pace to catch up with the three of us and whispered mysteriously: "I just saw Liu Sheng from 404 look at us with evil eyes.
Yes, will it?"
Liu Yang, who doesn't talk much, rarely spoke up and said: "What can I do? I'll be taught a lesson again!"