"Don't move, I'll come!" The loud sound is especially prominent in busy train stations. I was startled, and when I turned my head, I saw him, who had been the old president of my high school class, as bright as ever. Now, in front of him, his cheeks are a little thin, his eyes are hidden under deep dark circles, and the persistent momentum seems to have worn out. He is like this, which makes me feel sorry in my heart.
He walked up with a smile and lifted my bag over his shoulder, "It's not heavy, I'll help you lift it there." "I wanted to resist, I wanted to take the bag off his shoulder, but I couldn't resist his insistence. I could only silently follow him, and the back in front of me gave me an indescribable complex feeling.
The train station was full of people, but I felt as if I was isolated in a separate world, just me and Liangliang. He is still so persistent, so persistent, so bright. As we walked across the plank bridge, he looked at his watch, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Look, I said it would be in time." I smiled, and the old days involuntarily came to mind.
At that time, Liang Liang was the captain of the school football team, and he always led us to victory every time we played. We called him the old squad leader in unison, full of admiration. He is strict but kind, and he is always lenient and strict with his classmates. However, Liang Liang was born into a poor family in the countryside, so he often had to help in the fields after school, and often returned to class at dusk.
I looked at the scenery outside the train window, and the memories in my mind flowed like the scenery outside the train window. It was as if I had turned back time to that sunny afternoon, and when I accidentally saw a bright and tired but still resilient face, my heart was touched by him.
How many times he looked at me in the hallway, but I never noticed it. At that time, I fell in love with city life and the boy who was full of promises. However, it was all in vain, and the boys' kind words and tricks led me into the abyss, and the city did not comfort me. When I was most lost, it was Liang Liang who held out that thin hand and pulled me up over and over again.
The radio from the train station broke my musings with the news that my train was ready to depart. I came back to my senses, and looking at the tenderness and firmness in my bright eyes, I suddenly became afraid. I was afraid of the city I had longed for, the life I had tried my best to pursue, because I knew that what was in front of me might be what I really needed.
Liang Liang looked at me, smiled faintly, and then turned and walked into the distance. And I could only watch his back fade away, and then disappear into the crowd. I asked myself, how could the tears flow so quickly, and how could I wash my face with tears so quickly.
I found a seat in the carriage, but I couldn't put my heart down. I couldn't help but sneak out my phone, open WeChat, and search for Liangliang's name. That end was a wound I never dared to touch, it was the beginning of my escape, and it was also the miss I wanted to make up for the most.
I briefly asked him how he was doing, good night, and how his life was. He replied quickly, all right, and quickly changed the subject to me. I was about to say something, but I couldn't resist asking him if he had met me at the train station. He confirmed that he was there too, but he didn't notice me in his panic. It dawned on me that the figure staggering at the train station might just be my hallucination, a vision I had created from my intoxicated memories.
The train passed by the fields at night, and outside the window were faint starlight and blurred shadows. My heart is like the scenery outside the window, dark and chaotic. I couldn't help but start questioning what I was after and what I was giving up.
Suddenly, my phone clicked, and it was a message from Liangliang. He sent me a text, and my heart jerked like weightless space, which was his statement: "I think you may have understood that I chose to return to this town for the sake of my family, for the sake of caring for my sick mother. ”
I couldn't stop crying. This man who once envied my pursuit of urban life is now secretly suffering from the shattering of his urban dreams. I can't help but think of the day at the train station, where he walked through the crowd with his bag, so tenacious and persistent. I suddenly understood that what I was pursuing was not a glittering world, but what I gave up was actually the home and family affection in my heart.
I looked back at the window and decided to go back. The prosperity and temptation in the city are no longer comparable to the tranquility and family affection in the countryside. However, by that time, the train had already left its hometown, far away from the bright light. The moment I decided to turn back, I realized that maybe I had missed the opportunity to reunite with Liangliang. I hope that the real Liangliang is still waiting for me in that town, that he can enter my world again, and that this time, I can have the courage to face him and my hometown.