Song Qingcheng said, "I’ll find someone."
"Looking for a boyfriend?" The conductor looked suddenly enlightened.
Song Qingcheng smile didn’t deny it.
The train box lunch doesn’t taste good. Song Qingcheng didn’t have a big appetite, so he put chopsticks on it without eating a few mouthfuls. After simply cleaning up, he got up and threw out the garbage.
She didn’t return to her seat immediately after washing her hands.
Song Qingcheng beside the train door took out his mobile phone and turned it to the bottom of the address book. He stared at Yutingchuan’s number for a long time. It seemed that after some deliberation, she edited a short message and sent it "It’s me".
Seeing that the SMS was successfully sent, I felt that there was something missing and reissued a "I have got the wallet from the foreman".
In the past twenty minutes, the mobile phone only shook one.
Song Qingcheng held his mobile phone tightly and opened unread information. Yu Tingchuan replied with four words: "It’s good to get it."
Didn’t even punch the ending punctuation.
These four words are more like the end of the topic.
At this moment, her mood seems to have taken a roller coaster ride, from the beginning to the final loss, which is inexplicable but more real.
Song Qingcheng dialed the number, and it rang four or five times before she was connected. She heard Yu Tingchuan’s deep and powerful voice "… hello?"
“……”
Yu Tingchuan asked, "What’s up?"
Song Qingcheng’s heart beat a little faster. It took a while to say "no", then paused and said, "Can’t I call you if I’m okay?"
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.
The whole song answered us "are you busy? Am I disturbing you? "
Before Yu Tingchuan opened his mouth, another elegant female voice rang out, "General Yu Wanji has arrived and will wait for you to order in the past."
Song Qingcheng didn’t catch what Yutingchuan said back to the other party, but soon Yutingchuan’s voice came from the receiver. "It’s okay to have a good look at it for half a year. It will be very busy for three times … I still have to hang up in advance here."
There’s a busy signal from the other side.
"…" Song city still holds a mobile phone.
She suddenly felt that the submarine needle should not be shaped like a woman’s heart, but also like an adult man’s mind
Some people held her hand in the car the other day, but now they don’t even want to talk to themselves.
Song city can’t help but wonder if men have this virtue for three minutes? After the brain fever, you can regain your dignity or turn your attention to other women?
Abandoning the old one like our shoes …
The train entered Harbin at 6: 40 p.m.
Song Qingcheng didn’t have any luggage to follow his passenger car for two days and one night, and didn’t sleep much. The whole person was a little groggy. As soon as her feet landed, she was severely hit from behind. I haven’t seen each other yet. The man has hurried past her and entered the crowd, and soon disappeared.
Song Qingcheng found that his wallet was stolen because of the ticket gate.
The small bag is open and the zipper is still shaking gently.
In the face of others’ sympathetic eyes, she held up her mobile phone and waved it at the ticket inspector. "Can I pay for the ticket?"
Song Qingcheng got out of the train at 7: 00.
It gets dark later in Harbin than in the south, probably because it rained in the evening, and there are still traces of rain on the road.
There are many black car drivers on the side of the road, smoking and talking.
Song Qingcheng casually found a place to wipe her hands and then sat on the floor. She wore a short-sleeved T-shirt and the city was blown up by the wind at night.
After a long time, Song Qingcheng took out his mobile phone from his bag.
She dialed that number again.
The speaker played for several times, but the other party didn’t answer but didn’t hang up.
Song Qingcheng choked off the words first. After a few minutes, she sent a text message. "I just met a pickpocket and showed up in Harbin. It’s very cold. If you don’t want me to go home with strangers, come and pick me up."
Tough tone, and a little ridiculous …
She will be ignored by the other party for less than a minute, and a new short message will be reflected on the mobile phone screen.
The man asked, "Where is it now?"
Song Qingcheng looked at the mobile phone and sank to the bottom. Her mood began to pick up gradually. She knocked out three words slowly and then clicked the send button.
Some waiting always makes people anxious
About half an hour later, a black cayenne braked not far away.
Song city eyes rested on the car, the in the mind have a hunch slowly got up, and then looked at driving the door open, looked at Yutingchuan car and looked at him to jilt the door to himself.
Yu Tingchuan seems to have come out from a dinner party. He is dressed very formally. It is also the first time that Song Qingcheng saw him wear a tie and cut it. purplish blue suit, white shirt, and light pocket towel in the left pocket are folded into triangles. It doesn’t give people a strong feeling like it used to be. Manners reveal a bit of elegance and stability.
The first sentence Yu Tingchuan said when he walked up to her was "What are you doing in Harbin?"