Time ｜ Ren Liming: bus 27

Text/Ren Liming

QQ, who was silent for many years, suddenly flashed. I saw him. "I was on bus 27. After so many years, I did not expect that Low 27 was still driving as before." I sent it for a while.

The years rotated counterclockwise to 20 years ago. That summer, I went to a university from my hometown to a university in Chengdu alone. After a person ran to the west, I put down the mosquito net and hid in the bed quietly.

At dusk, he suddenly came. He and I came to Chengdu with a bus, and he went to the School of Sports to report. He looked at my crying eyes and said, "I think home? Do you want to go out?"

Our school is next to the lotus pond. There are noisy here. There are cars on both sides of the road. People are responsible for large bags and small bags, and they are running. I avoided people and asked, "Where to go?"

He scratched his head and didn't seem to know.

"Otherwise, let's take a bus! 27 bus starts from the Jiuyan Bridge, and returns to the Jiuyan Bridge around the ring road around the road. I just take the road 27." If you buy another ticket with the eye bridge, you can return here. You can sit for one or two hours for two dollars! "

I couldn't figure out the direction, so I followed him. We walked through the third lane of Xiaojia Village and embarked on Renmin North Road. After a while, a double -layer 27 car came. We got on the car, bought the ticket, and followed the stairs to the top floor. The top row of the upper layer was empty, and we sat down together.

The scorching sun was swallowed by dusk, and the bus of the bus brought a strand of cool breeze. I was sitting on the window of the window, and my eyes widened and watched the city on the first lantern. Ximen Station, Fuqin Community, Qingyang Palace, Yiguan Temple ... These stations are stroked one by one in the radio of the ticket seller, and I also portray them in my head.

I stood up, watching those dense tall buildings, watching those who came and went, and looked at the pavilions and pavilions hidden in the high -rise building, and said quietly, "Hello, Chengdu, I'm here, I'm here It's! "

I thought I was about to start my college life in such a city, and I was excited. After I finish my college, I will stay. I will definitely sit in this stand -alone building and wear beautiful high heels to become an enviable urban beauty.

I turned my head and asked him, "What would you do after thinking about it?" He stunned and shook his head.

After drawing a circle in the metropolis in Chengdu, Layin 27 returned to Renmin North Road. He sent me to the school gate and waved his hand and said, "If you have nothing to come to me on the weekend, you can also go to the Qingyang Palace. Remember, you can sit 27."

We waved farewell, he still took the 27th way back, and I stepped into the school with longing.

Many years later, I took a double -layer sightseeing car in Shanghai to see the night view, and I saw it very brilliant and prosperous along the way. But I was out of the case, there was no light in my eyes, and my heart had no waves, because I knew that I was just a passenger.

Later, I met a lot of classmates and many friends, and became not lonely. We often wandered on the streets of the city on weekends. He and some high school classmates who were scattered in each school of Chengdu gathered several times, but slowly had less contact until they finally silently in each other's QQ.

After graduating, I stayed in Chengdu. Various longing for a beautiful glass was crushed by the hard stone of reality. Only some residual films flashed a little light when there was a sun.

Fortunately, the city of Chengdu is more inspirational than me. The building is higher, the lights are clearer, and the traffic is smooth. The elevated bridge is like a jade belt around the second ring road, and the subway is like blood vessels throughout the city. The 27 car is still drawing on the road on the one ring road, but in the early years, the starting station and the terminal station were changed to the north station of the train. The models also became environmentally friendly and comfortable air -conditioned cars. Youth has disappeared.

I moved to the third ring side. I went out to take the subway or a taxi. I rarely took a bus. But when it comes to the 27th car, I will think of the day when I first arrived in Chengdu, thinking of his friendship with me, and thinking of the excitement, longing and ignorance of me in the face of the big city.

"Are you coming to Chengdu? Come and get together?" I replied to him.

He said, "No, I just passed by. I took the 27th car and thought of when we were studying."

That day, I sat in front of the window and looked at the album, and a golden ginkgo leaf floated in front of me. The past is like the ginkgo leaves in Chengdu. Over time, it gradually turns yellow, but it is becoming more beautiful.

【About the Author】

Ren Liming, female, native of Chengdu, Sichuan, author of story little novels, published hundreds of works in many magazines such as "Story Club", "Little Fiction", "Youth Digest", "Reader", "Yilin" youth version.

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