"Can this trip help me figure out the answer to why I fell in love with nature in the first place?"
The reason why Wen Liang was not very interested was simply because she got on the train with this mentality.
Ever since the girl agreed to this trip to Yunnan and Tibet, she seemed to have forgotten something. A strange feeling about He Tianran began to occupy her heart. She carefully looked up at the high-lift trolley suitcase and helped her put her luggage. The tall boy on the shelf lowered his head, and their eyes met.
He Tianran took off the piano bag on his back and placed it on the empty seat opposite the two of them. Fortunately, the train from Hong Kong City was not full yet.
Not long after, the train started to move very fast after an almost imperceptible bump.
"A Liang, let's play a game."
He Tianran sat outside Wenliang, arranged his clothes, and suggested.
"Game? What game?"
He Tianran said: "The game of life is during this trip. Assuming that you and I don't know each other, it was the first time we met."
Wen Liang asked: "At the end of the journey?"
"Yes." He Tianran nodded, and then added an additional sentence: "Or, until we fall in love again."
Dong dong, dong dong, dong dong——
For a moment, Wen Liang heard her heartbeat. She almost thought that He Tianran could really read minds. Otherwise, why would his arrangements always seem to have seen through her...
The train drove into the tunnel. The sunny scenery outside the window suddenly fell into darkness.
"How about it, are you interested?" He Tianran raised his eyebrows, his tone slightly provocative.
Wen Liang's innate desire to win was aroused, "Yes! But are you sure? I'm a professional in acting, and I'm ugly in front of you. Let's compete on the whole set. You won't be able to catch up by then. Me, don’t cry!”
He Tianran was calm and composed: "Okay, if you don't get me in the end, don't cry."
Wen Liang was in disbelief: "How is that possible!"
"Hook."
He held out his pinky finger.
Wen Liang stood up and said suspiciously: "He Tianran, you don't want to take this opportunity to indulge yourself and seduce others, do you?"
"That's not possible, but you don't have confidence in yourself before this has even started?" He Tianran continued to say excitedly.
"Oh, you're pretending to be me, right? You think you're so charming! Just pull the hook!"
The two of them hooked their little fingers in the air, and then stamped them with their thumbs.
Looking at her boyfriend who was as calm as if he had a chance to win, Wen Liang really planned to make him suffer this time. She began to be eager to try this proposal. Although it was childish, during this long journey, it was both entertaining and entertaining. Why not?
"When does it start? Now?"
"When the train comes out of the tunnel, I'll call start..."
"good!"
Wen Liang closed her eyes, leaned back on the chair, and waited leisurely.
He Tianran turned his head and stared at the reflection of the two people's faces in the car window. Soon, the darkness faded and the sunlight appeared again. The endless mountains, rivers and fields outside the window surged over their youthful faces, like Like a gorgeous photo after multiple exposures, only a hazy silhouette of the figure in the car window remains.
In these two silhouettes, the scenery outside the car is constantly speeding, and the small car windows are like frames of film that have begun to run, faithfully recording their story...
In Wen Liang's ears, her boyfriend's vague command sounded -
"Action."
…
…
When Wen Liang opened her eyes again, she looked strangely at the man next to her who was smiling at her.
The man looks good, and his long hair is tied up casually and casually. Although his appearance looks very sunny, a tear mole in the corner of his eye adds a bit of melancholy to him.
However, being stared at by someone of the opposite sex made Wen Liang a little wary and disgusted. She warned:
"Who are you? You keep staring at me."
"No, little sister, I helped you carry your luggage just now. It's quite heavy. You don't want to express your gratitude?"
The man seemed not to take her warning to heart and continued to take credit for himself.
Wen Liang was clear-cut and said coldly: "Thank you, but you keep staring at me, which makes me very uncomfortable. Please pay attention to your propriety in public."
"Ah...really? I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Realizing that something was wrong with him, the young man quickly turned his head away, but he still kept chattering: "Don't mind it, I rarely see people like you around me. Such a beautiful girl.”
Hey, that's really greasy.
Wen Liang cursed, but the feeling of being praised made her feel more relaxed, but she also said unforgivingly:
"Well, then your social circle is indeed quite narrow."
Originally, she wanted the man in front of her to embarrass herself and then retreat. Unexpectedly, the man nodded in agreement, followed her words, and said seriously:
"Well, I used to be a homebody. I usually stayed close to home and didn't have many friends. You're right to say that."
Wen Liang was stunned. She didn't expect that this boy was quite good at crawling along a pole to find something to say.
"Are all otakus as good at talking as you?"
"I'm biased. I'm an otaku, and I'm not mute. I can't kill anyone if I say a few words. I usually don't have interest if I don't talk, but when I encounter something that interests me, I am more enthusiastic than anyone else."
Wen Liang deliberately made things difficult and said bluntly: "Then you are talking so much now, do you mean you are interested in me?"
The man turned to look at her again: "If you're okay, little sister, and you don't want to disturb me, I'd really like to chat with you."
Pull, pull to the extreme.
If the other party says he's interested, Wen Liang's backhand would be "But I'm not interested in you." If the other party says he's not interested, then the conversation is over.
This evenly matched conversation gave Wen Liang the idea to continue the conversation, mainly because people were traveling and had nothing to do.
"Maybe I'm biased, but you keep saying that you're a homebody. Why do you think of traveling far away? Your accent doesn't sound like someone from Yunnan."
The man was silent for two seconds and said, "To fulfill someone's wish."
"Do it for someone else?"
"Yes." He nodded and added with a sad expression: "She's my girlfriend. When we were together, she always wanted to come to Yunnan and Tibet to see the snow-capped mountains, but she never made the trip..."
Good guy, when I first heard this reason, I almost made Wen Liang into trouble...
The girl made a pun: "When you were together? Does it mean you are not together now?"
The man shook his head, and there was something in his words: "She just forgot that she was with me."
Wen Liang smiled. Did he want to create a character of a lovelorn person?
In this kind of travel situation, the rhetoric of lovelorn is really cliché and classic.
"Hey, do you think my behavior is worth it?" At this time, the man suddenly asked proactively.
Wen Liang shrugged, thought for a while, and then said: "It was worth it when we were together. If we are no longer together...it depends on you. I can't give you the answer."
The man was thoughtful after hearing what he said. Wen Liang observed his expression. There was a bit of mystery in his eyes. There was no disappointment or confusion. It seemed that just asking this question was enough for him.
Finally, he changed the topic without comment:
"By the way, what about you? Why did you get on this train?"
Wen Liang blurted out: "Is it enough to work, travel, and... play?"
"Haha, that's enough. I'd like to ask, what kind of job do you have?"
"I'm in a band."
"Cool, is this job a band tour?"
"almost."
The man was very interested in this and said positively: "I can also play the guitar, but I am afraid of performing in front of the public, so I envy people like you who can shine on the stage."
Wen Liang squinted his eyes and half-smiled: "That's understandable, but looking at the way you're talking to me, it's hard for me to imagine that you're someone who suffers from stage fright."
The man raised his head and rested his head on the back of the chair. He said "haha" twice, hesitated for a moment, and then tilted his head slightly: "Maybe... you look like someone I know. It makes me feel good." Kindness.”
"嘁~"
Wen Liang uttered a short syllable of disdain. She raised her hand, inserted her fingers into her long hair and teased it casually, and said deliberately: "The preparation is quite long, so who do I look like? The one who forgot to follow me The girlfriend you’re with?”
The man didn't take her contempt to heart, nor did he show any displeasure on his face. He recalled seriously: "No, her hair is not as long as yours, and that's why she got here."
He gestured toward his shoulder.
Wen Liang was stunned for a moment, "Then who do I look like?"
"An... old classmate of mine."
It seems that the other party has gone round and round, but it turns out that he still wants to get close to him.
"Well - it seems that your circle of friends is not as narrow as you said."
"No matter how narrow it is, you will always have one or two friends, and who would mind broadening their circle?"
The man said something smoothly, he stretched out his palm and stopped it in mid-air.
Warm eyes passed over his hand, and then looked at his face, showing no intention of holding it.
"Hello, my name is……"
"It seems like we're not that familiar yet."
Wen Liang interrupted his self-introduction.
The man paused and retracted his hand. There was no embarrassment on his face, and there was no silence between the two of them. He said cheerfully:
"It doesn't matter. It's a seven-hour drive from Hong Kong City to Kunming. I think seven hours is enough for two strangers to become acquaintances."
Wen Liang's eyes turned intelligently, and she pursed her lips slightly. Her repeated attempts to make things difficult were resolved by the other party, and it was hard for her to continue. Moreover, what he said this time was quite to the point.
"Since we don't know each other's names, why don't you just call me Xiao Jia."
"Xiaojia?"
"A passer-by, because I feel like we won't meet each other after we get off this bus. After all, we are bound by mountains and rivers, so I guess this is the end of it..."
Wen Liang smiled and said: "I quite appreciate your attitude, but don't say one thing and do another when the time comes."
"No, I am most afraid of trouble, so now I will... call you an old classmate."
The girl immediately made an "X" shape with her hands, "As long as I'm a classmate, forget about 'old'. It feels like we've known each other for a long time."
The man who claimed to be a passerby nodded and was speechless.
He was the one who started the previous words, so the current silence made Wen Liang somewhat uncomfortable. It was like a complete sentence. The author suddenly put down the pen and lost the second half of the sentence, so she rarely took the initiative to say:
"So Xiaojia, what do you do?"
"I'm still a student, now in my third year of college, majoring in finance."
This answer made Wen Liang a little strange, "What school is it? We all got on the bus in Hong Kong City. You should be studying in University City, right?"
Xiao Jia shook his head, "No, it's an unknown second university in the city. Where are you, my classmate? Seeing that you are in a band, you must be studying art, right?"
"Performance."
Wen Liang's words are concise and concise.
"Ah, no wonder she is so beautiful. I have almost no friends who study art..."
Well, as far as their respective majors and fields, and even the scope of their daily activities, it is basically impossible for them to have any intersection or common topics.
If nothing unexpected happened, the chat between the two should have stopped there, but Wen Liang still responded kindly, as a courtesy before ending, she said:
"Looking at your appearance and dress, I can't tell that you majored in finance. Is that your chosen major?"
Xiaojia smiled bitterly and said: "My family forced me to do it, but as I thought about it, I still found it quite interesting. To put it bluntly, it might sound boring to you, so I'll take this trip as an example. At least I can use what I learned." Professional and made some reasonable plans for the budget of this trip. I like the feeling of this kind of planning. "
"Then where is your destination this time? There are so many snow-capped mountains in Yunnan and Tibet, and you can't possibly plan them all."
Xiao Jia grinned: "I don't calculate it based on the destination..."
"No? Then how do you plan?"
"I came according to a plan... that would allow me to go back the way I came..."
Wen Liang stared at him for several seconds, then moved away to look out the window and suddenly smiled.
She turned her head again and said: "Personally, if you have to go back the same way when traveling, it would be quite boring. Seeing the same scenery will inevitably make me a little tired. You can try more and plan more routes."
"I understand, but... returning to where I came from is my best choice... Sometimes I think, if only I could be like art students like you, living a free and easy life."
"You are quite weird. This has nothing to do with art. Isn't the most important thing to look at the budget? By the way, what is your budget for this trip?"
Xiao A reported a number: "Four thousand yuan."
"Definitely dead?"
"It was decided early in the morning. I prepared this money three years ago, but I never used it. If it was just me, it would be enough..."
Wen Liang felt uncomfortable for some reason.
"It sounds like there is a story..."
"Haha, three years ago I sold my game console and some small toys to go on a trip with my girlfriend. But then I had the money but no one. It was... quite irritating."
"...It's not necessary."
Wen Liang's tone was a little stiff.
"What?"
"There is no need to sell everything to please someone. First of all, this view of emotions is wrong, not to mention that the final result is not satisfactory..."
Xiao Jia's body slowly sank into the seat.
"You may not believe it, but she... said the same thing to you before she left..."
Wen Liang took a deep breath. She was confused and a little angry at the moment, but she couldn't tell whether she was angry with herself or the person in front of her...
"I……"
Before Xiao Jia could speak again, the girl made a pause gesture and muttered:
"Ka ka ka, stop for a moment, stop for a moment..."
…
…
He Tianran was not too puzzled by his girlfriend's sudden call to stop. He asked with a smile:
"What's wrong?"
"You're still asking me?" Wen Liang glanced at him, "You've been prepared, right? He Tianran! The story is so real, if you can afford to go out this time, you can only spend these four thousand yuan!"
He Tianran smiled playfully.
"That's enough."
"I……"
Wen Liang patted his shoulder heavily and asked:
"Why didn't you just say that I go to the same school? If you start a conversation with me, we can have something in common!"
"But later, didn't you become interested in my story?"
Wen Liang was speechless for a moment, she thought for a while and said:
"But you also saw my reaction just now. If we are really strangers, then I don't want to listen to you in the rest of the journey!"
"Wow, Sister Liang, are you always so prickly? I've been busy for most of the day and you didn't even tell me your name..."
He Tianran felt a headache, and Wen Liang shook his body proudly.
"Of course, Director He wants to make this game more difficult, so I will barely give you six points to play with you! Your pick-up routine is too old. If you hadn't written the story carefully and considered Now that I am indeed fine in the high-speed train situation, I am too lazy to listen to what you have to say!"
Seeing his girlfriend's coquettish appearance, He Tianran suddenly pulled her into his arms and kissed her fiercely.
"Ah, what are you doing? Kiss me and spit on my face..."
Wen Liang struggled twice, and He Tianran let go of her and said seriously:
"I'll kiss you enough first, otherwise I won't be able to talk to you in the next few days!"
The girl wanted to say something to him, but when she heard this, she looked surprised.
"Are you still going to continue?"
He Tianran was not in a hurry to answer, but asked instead:
"Do you think this game is interesting?"
Wen Liang recalled the scene just now. The familiar feeling touched her inexplicably. She said truthfully:
"Fortunately... it's quite interesting. After getting through the opening, at least I'm quite interested in your character, your heart, and your past... Where did you get the details of the character?"
He Tianran smiled, as if he was mocking himself, and said matter-of-factly: "Isn't this the case all the time? Are there not enough people like this in search of self-liberation in places like Dali, Yunnan and Tibet? Since you are interested, then we will continue……"
Wen Liang said harshly: "Then you have to think clearly. If the show continues, you will not get off the car and be with us, because it does not meet the setting! And if you follow me shamelessly, I will call the police Got it!"
"Don't worry, I still know this character logic well."
The girl hesitated for a moment, then driven by curiosity and desire to win, she decided to play with He Tianran.
"...Okay! I want to see what medicine you are selling in your gourd!"
"Well, then we are...right..." He Tianran suddenly stretched out three fingers, "Add a setting. We only have three chances to shout 'click'. You just used it once, so..."
He bent a finger and said, "Two more times."
Wen Liang said angrily: "It sounds like you don't know how to use it!"
"Of course I have to use it when I need it, but don't use it all at once. You have to save it for me once."
He Tianran deliberately provoked the general, and this move really worked.
"Hmph, when someone runs out of four thousand yuan, don't cry and ask me for it!"
Wen Liang immediately responded!
"Then let's... get started?"
"bring it on!"
"Action."
(End of chapter)
