"Creation of Short Stories" Station (Part 1)

The country has just emerged shortly after online chat, hear some stories of online dating. One day a friend recommended a song - the station. Triggered the urge to learn to write a novel once. In fact, online dating meets the right person, and it is also very beautiful.

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(i)

Zhou received a call from Hai on Saturday afternoon, "The train I took is estimated to have an hour to arrive, and the stop is half an hour, and I would very much like to see you."

The sudden call made Zhou's heart beat and said incoherently, "Is it okay not to see?" I wasn't mentally prepared.... ”

"I miss you!"

The boat took off her apron, dropped her chores, carried her bag, and rushed out of the house.

Beckoning, taxis.

Along the way, Zhou's brain was almost blank, and his curiosity was mixed with nervousness, and he felt that his body was trembling a little. Never thought to meet with netizens.

Zhou forced herself to calm down and carefully recall the pictures that Hai had sent her.

At that time, online communication had just emerged, and Zhou was curious to wander around the "Sina Network" dating room and get to know the sea. Later, it was changed to mobile phone SMS communication. It's been more than a year.

They communicate with each other in text messages about work, life, family, distress, and even some secret private life. From occasional chats, to daily exchange of text messages.

Zhou likes the sea's thoughtfulness and carefulness, as long as it encounters unpleasantness in work and life, it is cathartic to the sea, and the sea is also very sympathetic and patient to listen, and then give some comfort and advice.

What makes Zhou appreciate most is the ability of hai's written expression, which is concise and full of passion. Let the heart of the boat continue to flood with warm waves.

Zhou had had several impulses to meet with the sea, but in the end they were overcome by reason. And say goodbye to the sea and keep this pure friendship until old age. In each other's hearts, leaving each other's most beautiful imagination space, using virtual ways to express love, motivating each other's careers to forge ahead, family life and harmony.

(ii)

As soon as the boat stepped out of the taxi door, she saw a familiar face smiling and walking towards herself. The afterglow of the setting sun sets off The Sea's strong body.

The boat seemed to be in a dream, a little confused, and when it felt that standing in front of him was the real sea, a pair of warm hands had tightly grasped the cold hands of the boat, a stream of heat rushed straight to the cheeks of the boat, the boat could not use its eyes to meet the warm eyes of the sea, and lowered its head.

Hai took the boat's hand and silently came all the way to the bustling waiting room.

The boat's hand was wrapped by the warm hand of the sea, and the heart gradually calmed down a lot, raising its head to look at the sea, the grinding of the years had left a mark on the face of the sea, and the smile was like a photo, still so kind. Zhou felt that there was a lot of things to say, to ask, but did not know what to say better.

"It's a meeting passing by, I want to see you, I'm afraid you won't." Or the sea opened its mouth first.

"You know I won't refuse, didn't you say it was better not to meet?"

"This is also one of the reasons why I met with you this time, my wife looked through my mobile phone, found the record of chatting with you, and then went to "Telecom" to print out the chat records of a month and show it to me, which is several meters long. It has hurt her, and we must stop communicating online. ”

"How did you get so careless?" Is the problem serious? ”

Hai smiled bitterly.

At this time, the radio rumored that the train to the northeast began to check the ticket, and the boat was sad, and forced to hold back the tears in her eyes and said, "I know." ”

Hai let go of Zhou's hand and hugged Zhou tightly, "I'm gone, cherish myself." ”

Zhou nodded, "Take care of yourself too!" ”

Hai strides around and walks toward the ticket gate, and turns back again, waving to the boat.

The boat slowly waved its hands, watching the back of the sea disappear into the crowd, tears coming out of its eyes.

The boat knows deep down what is lost...

(To be continued)

2009-11-21 Yu Ning