Uncle Zhao was also affected by Zhao Minglan's emotions. His daughter was traveling away from home for the first time in her life. Although Ma Qing and the professor and others took care of her, as a father, he was still a little worried about his daughter.
"You girl, please calm down your temper a little." Uncle Zhao comforted his daughter and suddenly said, "There was a very strange sound coming from Xiaohu's house last night, but your mother snored last night, so I didn't hear it very clearly.
Did you hear anything?"
Zhao Minglan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and murmured: "I was so asleep that I didn't even hear..."
"Oh, I guess that boy Xiaohu came back in the middle of the night and secretly exercised again. Forget it. Xiaohu came back late last night. I didn't ask him to see you off with me this morning. You don't blame dad, do you?"
Zhao Minglan shook her head. In fact, she really wanted Ma Xiaoquan to come, but she was also afraid to see Ma Xiaoquan because what happened between them last night actually exceeded her expectation.
Zhao Minglan originally thought that she would just express her feelings to Ma Xiaoquan one last time, but she finally figured it out. It's not sweet to be forced, so instead of always causing trouble for Ma Xiaoquan, she might as well take the initiative to cut it off herself.
But...she didn't know what happened to her last night, but she actually took the initiative to kiss him. What she didn't expect was that he actually treated her...
Zhao Minglan touched her belly. She knew what she had lost last night, but she had no regrets.
A minute later, Uncle Zhao had put away all his luggage. The train was about to leave and he could no longer stay in the car. He quickly got off the car and waved to Zhao Minglan who was sitting by the window through the car glass.
The trains in the 1980s were all green cars, and the windows could still be opened. Zhao Minglan pushed up the window with force and couldn't help but choke up when she saw the white hair on her father's temples.
"Okay, little girl, don't cry. Dad wishes you a successful return from your studies, and I also wish you can bring a good son-in-law to Dad if you can." Uncle Zhao chuckled, lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. In fact, he
He was afraid that he would cry if he continued talking, so he forced himself to smoke, using the smell of smoke to suppress the choking in his throat.
"Dad, I...I'm sorry for you..." Zhao Minglan muttered, covering her mouth.
"Okay, we're not going to fight. What are you afraid of? Dad and mom are waiting for you at home. By the way, there will still be little tiger after you leave. With little tiger here, parents won't be alone."
"Woooo..." At ten fifty-eight, the train started to whistle.
The conductor shouted in the carriage to close the window, and Zhao Minglan had no choice but to pull down the window.
At eleven o'clock, the train started and the whirring sound of the steamer sounded.
Zhao Minglan looked at the entrance through the car glass. Although her hope was slim, she always felt that that person would come.
Suddenly, a man squeezed in from the entrance. Zhao Minglan saw that man was Ma Xiaohu (Ma Xiaoquan).
Zhao Minglan was very excited. She stood up and waved her hands vigorously.
Ma Xiaoquan ran to Uncle Zhao. Uncle Zhao was stunned for a moment and said, "You're really here, but Lan Lan is gone."
Ma Xiaoquan took a breath and saw that the train had not completely left the station. He chased after it and caught up with the train in just a few breaths.
It's just that... when the train starts, it will definitely not stop, and it will always leave the station.
Zhao Minglan inside the glass burst into tears when she saw Ma Xiaoquan running after the train.
As Ma Xiaoquan chased him, he shouted loudly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
The sound insulation of the green leather car was very average. Zhao Minglan had actually heard it. She shook her head. Just when the train was about to leave the station, she shook her head, pointed to her heart, and said to Ma Xiaoquan:
"I don't regret it, I love you!"
"Woo..." The train finally left the station. Ma Xiaoquan stood on the edge of the platform, watching the train leave. Although he didn't hear Zhao Minglan's words, Ma Xiaoquan understood all her mouth movements.
Already.
"I'm sorry...I can't. After all, I failed you..." Ma Xiaoquan closed his eyes, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
Uncle Zhao came over and saw Ma Xiaoquan crying. He patted Ma Xiaoquan on the shoulder and said, "You are also a sweetheart."
Naturally, Ma Xiaoquan could not say that he had failed Zhao Minglan. He wiped away his tears and said: "I hope Sister Lanlan can live a happier life abroad..."
Uncle Zhao was stunned for a moment, then he laughed.
Although Aunt Hong has always intended to bring Ma Xiaohu and Zhao Minglan together, Uncle Zhao's original intention is to broaden his daughter's horizons. After all, he is a policeman and a public official. Aunt Hong is not afraid of other people's gossip, but he is afraid because people's words can be harmful.
fear.
It's okay now. Xiaohu meant to wish Zhao Minglan well. It seems that Xiaohu will not have any follow-up with Lanlan.
"Okay, don't cry. It's not like your sister Lanlan won't come back. A few years have passed by in an instant. Come on, uncle will take you to a restaurant. Let's have mutton dumplings today. Uncle's treat."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Uncle, you are out of town. I have been living at home, and I have nothing to honor you and Aunt Hong. I'll treat you to this dumpling meal. I am also a paid person now."
"Your apprenticeship salary... Besides, you also gave most of your salary to your aunt..." Uncle Zhao said with a smile, "If you fall in love with the girl from that family tomorrow,
I’ll buy you three big items with that money.”
...
On the train, Ma Qinghe walked up to Zhao Minglan and looked at the silent Zhao Minglan. She gently touched Zhao Minglan's head and said, "Lanlan, what's wrong? Are you reluctant to let go of your parents? Or are you reluctant to let go of that young man?"
Zhao Minglan raised his head and looked at Ma Qinghe, flattened his mouth, threw himself into Ma Qinghe's arms, and started to cry.
"Silly girl..." Ma Qinghe sighed, "Do you know why I fall in love with you and want you to be my student?"
Zhao Minglan choked and shook his head.
"Because you are most like me...the persistence of love and the depth of love."
Zhao Minglan was stunned: "Professor Qinghe, I..."
"Okay, I've been here before, and I understand what you're thinking. It's just that I've been here before, so I still want to advise you. Since you can't get it and you can't have it, then let it go... Sometimes it's okay to let go.
It’s not another kind of beauty…”
"Professor Qinghe, after so many years, have you ever completely let go?" Zhao Minglan suddenly asked.
Ma Qinghe was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I have never really let go, but there is no way, I can't destroy it, because I also have my pride, just like you, you have your pride, right?"
Zhao Minglan nodded heavily.
"The road ahead is still long. Let the past things pass. If you don't go home for several years, maybe when you go back, everything will have changed..."
...
Three days after Zhao Minglan left, there was no one in the family, so it inevitably became a little deserted. However, Aunt Hong and Uncle Zhao seemed to slowly begin to accept the reality. Without Zhao Minglan, they placed more love on Ma Xiaoquan, especially Aunt Hong.
She always thought about adopting Ma Xiaoquan as a godson.
After dinner in the afternoon, Uncle Zhao and Aunt Hong said they wanted to go out for a walk. After settling in for a while, they walked out the door hand in hand. Before going out, they did not forget to ask Ma Xiaoquan not to go out if he had nothing to do because he had nothing to do today.
The water meter man will come, and someone will be left at home so that people can read the water meter.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and smiled, thinking that these old couple really treat me as their son.
Uncle Zhao and Aunt Hong usually go out for about two hours for a walk, and they can't go out. It's okay, I haven't listened to mp3 for a long time, so take it out and listen to it.
Opening the mp3 player, Ma Xiaoquan selected two old songs, put on his headphones, closed his eyes, and started listening to the songs while lying on the bed.
"Eh? Why is one of the earphones not working?" Ma Xiaoquan shook the earphones in his hands and smiled bitterly, thinking that maybe the last time he and Zhao Minglan grabbed MP3s, the earphones' cord failed to work. In desperation, he could only bring it with him.
Listening to music with headphones.
It’s just... I was just halfway through listening to the song when the door rang.
Ma Xiaoquan could only take off his headphones, put the mp3 player into his pocket, and step forward to ask someone.
"Who?" Ma Xiaoquan asked subconsciously.
Outside the door, a magnetic male voice came: "Is that song good?"
Ma Xiaoquan was shocked. He was listening to music in the house. Why did the people outside the door know? Besides, the tool he used to listen to music was MP3, which was impossible to have in this era.
"Who are you?"
The male voice outside the door sounded again: "Well, we have been observing you for a long time. If you have to define it, it should be 'those people' that many people you have met before."
"Those people?" Ma Xiaoquan was stunned, and his mind quickly recalled the "those people" that Master Wang said, the "those people" that Huang Chi said, and the mysterious man who taught him to turn the tablet into a weapon.
Also said "those people".
Before Ma Xiaoquan could ask any more questions, another male voice sounded outside the door. This male voice was slightly more delicate than the one just now.
"Are you thinking about the people you have met? The 'those people' you described, yes, they are all us."
Ma Xiaoquan breathed out. Although he was horrified, he still asked: "If I don't open the door, can you still come in?"
"Yes~"
"Click~~" Ma Xiaoquan turned the door rotor and opened the door simply.
There were two tall men standing at the door. Their heights were almost exactly the same, more than 1.9 meters by visual inspection. Both of them were wearing green slim-fitting clothes. Their eyes were very big, larger than those of normal people. A rough visual inspection showed that they were much larger.
Nearly two laps in, both of them have relatively tall noses, their faces are both thin and long, and their heads have the same back shape.