Subordinate Doting - Chap 157
Ji Tingyu packed his things and put them in a small square cardboard box. He handed it to him through the window of Mo Moqing’s room and said to him through the window glass: “There is a train leaving Niwei tomorrow. I will let Rosalin see you off.”
This is an act of expelling guests.
He Zhuo remained silent and stood at the window looking at him.
He didn’t know if it was because it was too dark or the light was not bright enough, but he couldn’t see the outline of the kitten outside.
”Is this glass also one-way? Why can’t I see you?” He laughed wryly at himself.
Ji Tingyu also laughed, a laugh from the heart.
Her eyebrows are curved and her eyes are moving.
The tiny spots of light in his eyes are as bright as stars.
He Zhuo liked his smile very much, and his eyes even more.
Countless times, he had stared at the cat’s sleeping face in the dead of night, and the cat’s warm fingertips had traced his eyes again and again.
That was the most satisfying moment in his two lives, and he would not trade it for any money.
Because the person he embraces is his only connection with the world and his most abundant and stable spiritual garden.
He Zhuo once thought that after his death, he would turn into a simple Metasequoia tree in a frozen lake, swaying forever in the direction of the cat.
But now, Ji Tingyu didn’t even want to give him a last look before they parted.
”If you can’t see… you won’t think about it. You’ll forget it after a while. We should all move on. You should also live your own life.”
”My own life?”
He Zhuo didn’t even know what that was.
It snowed all night and the two of them stayed awake all night.
The next morning Rosalin came to wake him up early, saying that they had to catch the earliest train.
He Zhuo opened his eyes blankly, got up and followed her.
He did not take the square cardboard box, but only carried a black leather box in his hand. When he arrived at the station, he handed the box to Rosaline: “Leave it for him and your things.”
Rosalin couldn’t bear it and had long regarded him as a comrade-in-arms.
But she could clearly distinguish between those who were near and distant, and just nodded slightly, wishing him a safe journey.
He Zhuo turned his head to look at the dark tunnel. With a rumbling sound that sounded like a dilapidated tunnel, the mottled front of the car slowly emerged like an elderly man, passed behind him, drove forward for a distance, and then stopped after dragging.
“I took this train the first time I came here.”
The green train is like a walking mailbox. In the Chinese people’s impression of color, this green always has a special meaning: traveling far away, returning home, going to school, good news, reunion…
But in He Zhuo’s heart, it represents the return of time.
His previous life ended after he got off the bus, and his current life began when he got off the bus.
He thought he would settle down here for the rest of his life, with a kitten and a team of comrades. He would take them on trips in his free time and serve them at their service when he was busy. This was not a bad life.
But in just half a month, everything he hoped for and longed for was cleared out.
”It’s good, it has a beginning and an end.”
Rosalin blocked the lighter with her hand, tilted her head and lit a cigarette. A thin mist came out from her sexy red lips and was blown far behind her by the wind.
”Mr. He, I don’t know what else to say at this point, but we are grateful for what you have done for us. I can’t help you with the boss, but if you need anything else, just give me a call and we will all go.”
”Thank you very much.”
”I’ll leave you the base’s emergency contact number.”
”No need.”
He Zhuo looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, the towering peaks reflected in his eyes: “Nothing will happen to me again.”
The station is not very old, but due to poor maintenance, it looks old and out of touch with the times. There are very few passengers, and even the broadcast is through a manual loudspeaker.
The conductor wearing a red armband came down from the train, holding a small golden bell in his hand. He rang the bell and called out several times for the passengers to get on board, but after a long time no one came.
Turning to look at them, he asked, “Are you guys leaving or not?”
”Go ahead, Mr. He.”
Rosalin took the box and urged Ji Tingyu on his behalf.
He Zhuo turned around, stepped onto the ladder, walked through a narrow passage, and finally entered the box.
Rosalin saw him sit down, waved to him, turned around and walked to the platform to call Ji Tingyu.
”Boss, Mr. He is in the car.”
”good……”
”After he gets off the bus, he will have to transfer to another bus. I have found a guide for him and will pick him up at the station.”
”Thanks……”
After saying that, he hung up the phone with a beep.
Rosalyn uttered an annoyed “tsk”.
”I miss you when we’re apart, but we can’t live together if we’re together. Dating can help you overcome all the difficulties.”
She finished her cigarette in big puffs and strode out of the station.
Two minutes later, a series of barely perceptible footsteps were heard from the dark tunnel entrance. He Zhuo, who was supposed to be on the train, walked step by step into the light and took out his cell phone: “Let him come over.”
What came was a pickup truck. I don’t know how many years it had been driven. There was a layer of black mud on the car, and half of the door on the rear bed was missing.
The driver put one arm on the window and turned his head. His wrinkled face looked like the surface of a walnut pickled in soy sauce. He was smacking his pipe in his mouth, and when he spoke, he lifted his dark lips to reveal a few scattered yellow teeth.
”You’re looking for a funeral?”
”Yeah.” He Zhuo didn’t even raise his head.
The driver looked him up and down, his eyes changed, and he raised the price on the spot, holding up five fingers: “If the weather is bad, I will raise the price, at least this amount!”
”what ever.”
”Come on, man! Come on up.”
On the table lay a mountain of remuneration and thin white paper agreements.
The driver, Sanka, squatted on the ground, feeling around, and finally found a piece of coal slag the size of a fingernail and handed it to him.
He Zhuo didn’t take it, but took out the pen from his suit pocket.
Just as he was about to sign his name on the paper, Sanka stopped him and said, “Hey, have you thought about it? Once you sign this, I will not bear any legal responsibility. If you regret it, I will not refund you a penny of the reward!”
