novelraw Chapter 152
Chapter 152
"Um?"
"Have you cried?"
Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, then reached out and touched his face.
Dry.
"no."
Cheng Yuxin glanced at him but didn't ask any more questions.
After breakfast, Lin Feng went back to his room to change. He changed into a clean white T-shirt, black sweatpants, and put on his pair of Planet sneakers. The soles were almost worn out, but Cheng Yuxin had brushed them clean the night before, making the uppers much whiter.
He stood in front of the wardrobe mirror and looked at himself.
Sixteen years old, 1.81 meters tall, 70 kilograms. His shoulders have broadened, his chest has thickened, and there are muscle lines on his arms. The person in the mirror is no longer the sickly high school student from three months ago.
He picked up the ball, slung his travel bag over his shoulder, and walked out of the room.
Cheng Yuxin stood in the living room, holding a plastic bag in her hand.
"I packed some apples for you to eat on the way."
Lin Feng took it and stuffed it into the mesh pocket on the side of the travel bag.
"Let's go."
The two went out together.
They went downstairs, left the residential area, and walked towards the bus stop. The 742 bus hadn't arrived yet, and there were only the two of them on the platform. Cheng Yuxin stood to his left, a fist's distance away, without saying a word. It was a summer morning, the sun had already risen, its warmth comforting them. Several sparrows were foraging for food by the roadside, hopping and skipping, pecking a few times, hopping a few steps, pecking a few more times.
Bus route 742 is here.
Lin Feng got into the car, and Cheng Yuxin got in as well.
"Sister Yuxin, you don't need to see me off."
"I'll take you to the long-distance bus station."
Lin Feng didn't say anything more.
The car started moving, and the two sat in the last row. Cheng Yuxin sat by the window, and Lin Feng sat next to her. The street scene outside the window moved back—Weimin Store, Jianshe Road Market, the shop that used to sell roasted sweet potatoes—they no longer sell roasted sweet potatoes in the summer, they've switched to selling cold noodles.
When they arrived at the long-distance bus station, Lin Feng got off the bus.
The station wasn't large, just a big courtyard with a dozen or so buses parked there. The buses were white with red lettering: "Beichuan—Provincial Capital." A queue had formed at the ticket windows; some people were carrying burlap sacks, some were carrying children, and some were carrying live chickens.
Cheng Yuxin bought him a ticket and handed it to him.
"The train leaves at nine. Twenty minutes to go."
Lin Feng took the ticket and looked at it.
"Sister Yuxin, you should go back now."
Cheng Yuxin shook her head. "I'll leave after you get in the car."
The two stood in the waiting room. The waiting room was small, with a few rows of plastic chairs and a faded map on the wall, showing the province's highways. The overhead fan whirred, blowing only hot air.
Cheng Yuxin looked down at the tips of her shoes. She was wearing a pair of white canvas shoes today, the laces were tied tightly, and there was a little dust on the surface of the shoes.
"Lin Feng".
"Um."
"Give me a call when you arrive."
"it is good."
silence.
"You can call every day. If that's inconvenient, you can call every other day."
"it is good."
There was another period of silence, like two stones thrown into a deep well, and it took a long time to hear the echo.
"Lin Feng".
"Um."
"Your... hair."
Lin Feng touched his hair. "What's wrong?"
"It's gotten too long. It needs to be trimmed."
Lin Feng looked at her.
Her eyes were looking elsewhere, and her ears were red.
"I'll cut it when I get back," Lin Feng said. "You cut it for me."
Cheng Yuxin turned her head and looked at him.
"I don't know how to cut."
"Then wait for me to come back, and we'll go to the hair salon together."
Cheng Yuxin looked into his eyes for a few seconds.
Then she laughed.
"it is good."
The car arrived at nine o'clock.