To Your Island

Wang Jiexiang thought that Zhou Mu had failed, a complete failure.

But no.

Yin Xian sat beside her safe and sound.

The green-skinned train carrying them slowly drove towards Wang Jiexiang's hometown, when it was still dark.

She leaned on the car window, looking at the backward scenery.

The empty road, the driving car, a large black forest, the lighted houses in the distance... When the train passed the cave, she saw the reflection in the car glass.

Everything seems not so real.

She asked him: "Why didn't you call?"

He said: "I found that I didn't think clearly, wait until I'm sure before telling him."

Holding the ticket in his hand, Wang Jiexiang confirmed the word destination several times.

"Can I really go home?"

He smiled, biting his words gently and cleverly: "Yes."

Wang Jiexiang comes from a poor mountain village in the southwest. At home, both her father and grandmother didn't want to see her, and the only mother who loved her died while giving birth to her younger brother. One night when she was 18, she stole her grandma's money and planned to seek refuge with friends in the city and work with her. Grandma chased her out and hit her with a stone on the hillside. Wang Jiexiang didn't look back, and ran away to a far place enduring the pain.

So she never thought that she could go back.

How old will that home look like when she was?

Yin Xian is 22 years old. She is 6 years younger than him, so she is 16 years old? That was the stage when she and her family were in trouble.

After feeling cold for a while, Wang Jiexiang woke up suddenly and crumpled the ticket.

There is no mother's home, a fake home in another world, is there any need to return?

If Yin Xian doesn't call, she just has to wait for him with peace of mind. He figured it out and she could go out.

What was she thinking about just now?

"Hey, I said. You are such a troublesome person, somehow pulling me on the train, who needs you to send it? Who needs you to be kind? Can you leave me alone? Do I know you?"

To him, she is strange, a child who is suspected of being a thief, no matter how normal she is.

Wang Jiexiang's tone was aggressive, and what he said was hard to hear. She wished that after she was so angry, she dropped the sentence "Be kind of donkey liver and lungs" and left directly.

She stared at him fiercely, and Yin Xian, like a real her elder.

He asked her calmly: "Is the adult at home treating you badly?"

Wang Jiexiang turned his head in a panic, facing the dark window, did not hold back the soreness of his nose.

Yin Xian handed her a tissue.

"I didn't cry." Her throat seemed to be choked by something, and she increased the volume to make it appear that she was not weak.

Without piercing her, he patiently put the paper into the palm of her fist.

Wang Jiexiang looked down.

The paper towel is white and soft.

This scene is particularly familiar.

Regarding the passage between her and Yin Xian, Wang Jiexiang once said that it was a major mistake.

But it was indeed Yin Xian she took the initiative to pursue.

She clearly remembered the small pack of tissues he bought her the day when she first fell in love with him.

He is not zealous and will not comfort people; even if he helps others a lot, he will not show that he is willing to help.

But she had known for a long time that Yin Xian was a kinder heart and a better person than his appearance.

Holding the paper, Wang Jiexiang closed his eyes tightly.

With her head tilted, she leaned against the car window.

Come back home.

She whispered in her heart: Go home.

Sleeping intermittently that night, when the train arrived at the stop, Wang Jiexiang was awakened by the people who got on the train.

Its daybreak.

The train took them to a new day.

She looked towards the horizon, thick clouds full of sunshine.

Slowly, the light became brighter and brighter, pouring down from the edge of the overflowing cloud; through the morning fog, it came to the carriage.

She turned around and took a look.

The carriages were full of orange, yellow, and yellow lights.

Yin Xian leaned back in his chair, sleeping soundly in the light.

He has thin beautiful lips, short hair and a young face.

Wang Jiexiang stared at him, with an illusion of traveling through time.

They hadn't met yet and had to wait two years.

In two years, they will meet each other, live in leaky rental houses and eat stale crabs. She will knit a sweater that is too small for him, and he will squeeze carrot juice for her. They quarrel, quarrel many times.

She was before everything happened, holding her face and staring at him.

Her ex-boyfriend, Yin Xian.

Her future boyfriend, Yin...

"Snapped."

Wang Jiexiang's head was slapped by the sudden hand.

Yin Xian opened half of his eyes lazily.

"What are you looking at? My kid."

She clutched her forehead and glared at him with a grin.

"Staring at me, it's also a kid."

He reached out and touched her head, messing her hair badly.

"Who is a kid! I have eyes but I don't know Mount Tai." Wang Jiexiang thought: You are only 22 years old, and I am actually older than you.

He pretended to be surprised: "It's not bad, I can't see that there are idioms."

She held her chin up, her tone of disdain: "What are idioms, I can still recite ancient poems."

"Which one?"

Wang Jiexiang self-belief: "Send to the north from the night rain."

She had taught him before, and at that time he had worshipped her.

Yin Xian applauded in disbelief, "Hurry up and memorize one."

She finally heard his teasing. He jumped up angrily and cut him with both hands like a kitchen knife.

Yin Xian stopped her two kitchen knives with one hand.

"You should let me. I'm a kid." Wang Jiexiang struggled and said shamelessly.

He let go.

She immediately beat him hard.

"...Huhu." Wang Jiexiang blew her hand, Yin Xian that nothing happened, her hand hurt him.

Sitting in the seat, the more she thought about it, the more dissatisfied she became.

It would be hard for Wang Jiexiang to swallow this breath if he didn't get back a city.

"Did you break up with He Shan? Do you imagine what kind of girlfriend you will find in the future?"

Shaking her legs triumphantly, she glanced at him from the corner.

Yin Xian said, "I never thought about it."

Wang Jiexiang happily told him: "It is very likely that I am like this."

"That kind of thing might not happen," he emphasized: "Children."

Failed to regain a city.

Wang Jiexiang became more angry.

Yin Xian raised his wrist and looked at his watch. The train was about to arrive soon.

"How about you, have you considered your future? What do you want to do when you get home?"

She thought about her sixteen years old, at this time she...

"Go home and help with my younger brother, help with farm work, and work in the city in a few years. If I don't go to my family, people will force me to go, or ask me to marry."

After getting off the train, I transferred two buses and three buses.

When you look around, you can see endless green mountains. The bus terminal is a two-story white brick house, which stands alone there, like a pearl left in the depths of the mountains.

Wang Jiexiang excitedly introduced the brick house: "This is my school."

He looked around, but didn't see the houses: "Where is your house?"

She pointed out the direction for him: "Over there, my house is going to take a mountain road. If the weather is good, it will be a three-hour walk."

Yin Xian was surprised: "You have to go so far to school every day?"

"Yes, but I am already very happy to go to school," Wang Jiexiang looked at the small school building with nostalgia: "After my brother was born, I stopped studying very much."

Her words made him ponder for a long time.

"Can I go to school to see?" Yin Xian suddenly said.

Wang Jiexiang shook his head: "You watch the door is closed, the teacher is not there, maybe he is sick."

He frowned: "The school closes when the teacher is sick?"

"Yes, the door is closed even if the weather is bad. Sometimes I come, the school is closed, and I walk back. When I was young, my mother would send me to school, and she would always carry me on rainy days."

She opened the chatterbox and bragged to show off to him: "I love learning very much. Chinese is the best, because I like writing essays. I used to go to school and my essays would be read by the teacher every time."

"That should continue to go to school." He said.

Wang Jiexiang didn't hear clearly: "Huh?"

"I said, you should continue to school."

He sighed long, then looked at her with something deep in his eyes.

"Can non-teacher students come to your school to teach?"

She didn't understand why he asked...

"We are not so formal here. We can teach if we have gone to high school."

Yin Xian fell into thinking again.

Wang Jiexiang felt that he was in an abnormal state, as if he wanted to say something, he stopped talking.

She watched him silently, her eyes going back and forth to see a hole in his body. Yin Xian thought about her own business, and didn't care about her gaze at all.

Suddenly!

Her gaze focused on his chest.

There was an outline of something looming.

It's the key!

There is a key on his chest!

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