The lights of the city have nothing to do with them
Perhaps that carriage is the most crowded space in the world. On the seat, on the corridor, even in the toilet, the full one is all people. People and people crowd together, the brisket sticks to the back, breathe and mix and blend with the sweat, it is difficult to divide each other. Afternoon, outside the window world of ice and snow, carriage but scorching and unbearable. The train from Zhengzhou, I am pinched off to the position close to door, the health streaming with sweat gets into the cold wind of the carriage meeting hard, suffer unspeakably.
Constantly someone is crowding to fetch water, make tea or bubbles, keep a close watch on me and look, stoic. Is pinched off into a foot and stood after all, I gave it a curse in a low voice, say again, when this train can reach Xuzhou?
By experience, go to Xuzhou to stand, loose in the carriage, if lucky, still can find a seat.
This just pays attention to that rural worker that squats by the door. Confirm he is a rural worker, because his petty and low expression and by the snakeskin pocket held up at the side. That is rural worker's characterized expression and luggage, the exposing sedulously of a kind of identity.
By the way ask him one sentence, where to get off? He answers Yantai. I say like me, we must endure for upper a dozen hours But so crowded, we crowd very much if maybe can not endure in Yantai. Unexpectedly he says, I prefer the train not to arrive too early.
Arrive too early, OK? I am shocked.
Arrive too early, I must in midnight at the station wait for. He says, crowds on the train, it is always more warm The station is different Must take a car could come back home first tomorrow.
But there are a lot of hotels nearby of railway station.
Unsafe.
How could be unsafe? The public security there is very good.
I know this. But I am afraid of being unsafe.
If you have brought some valuable things or much money, can ask the hotel to take care of.
I know this. But I am afraid of being unsafe.
It is stubborn that expression and tone are very. I do not know what he said " Unsafe " Really what is pointed, afraid the money that anyone snatched him away, or is afraid the rights of the person are threatened? I am thinking, by the dressing such as him, perhaps even thief does not consider worth doing and start. Then, does not it have money staying at an inn on one's body that is him? Have been a rural worker for one year in the city in vain, not rare.
In his hands, caught a tank cohering with silent stock tube that is discarded. He tells me, that is the toy that he is made by the son with the waste material on the building site. But does not glue durably, the tank that he shook in the hand says, must hold in this way, put in the bag, will definitely crush!
The train has reached the station of Xuzhou, he and I get a seat. Sit down he close eyes, head carry by flat, sleep appearance in the past. But I know he has not fallen asleep, his eyes are blinked and moved, separate for a moment each time, open and have a look it around. His expression in one's eyes is full of looking out, it seems that he guards cherishing to all people.
He begin, take biscuit silent later on, have a drink, turn on hot water completely. Do I say to him, otherwise, sell this tank to me?
I guess he must have no money to stay at an inn. " unsafe " Just a shop sign, is a characterized a way to maintain self-respect of rural worker. Sell to me! I say, I pay 100 yuan.
Why do you buy this? He is a bit strange.
Regard as a handicraft. I say, you have very good craftsmanship Willing to sell?
Certainly not for sale.
How is 150?
How much can't be sold. Does he say, this is done for the son by me, how could sell?
But you can do for him another one, or go market buy first other tanks for him, 150, it is definite enough.
He is looking at my face, studies my expression. He can guess my purpose. He said he would thanks, but this tank, I will not sell.
He end water cup go, fetch hot water, adjacent seat one man laugh at towards me, say in a low voice, this person fails to appreciate one's kindness.
He come back, sit on the opposite side to get me again, drink water slowly, expression in one's eyes remain, watch out for. That expression in one's eyes keeps people a thousand miles away - -Perhaps, he really feels this world is unsafe.
You can well go to look for a hotel. I try to persuade him, in the station is treated midnight, will freeze you into an ice-rolly.
He says with a smile, it doesn't matter, used to.
Alternatively, you follow me. I continue saying, I know the boss of a hotel
Do not really use. He waves, seems a bit impatient, besides, I also want to look around
Stroll?
Look around.
But when reach Yantai, it should be the over three o'clock at night Do you go to the street to stroll? The luggage that will give you a piggyback?
Perhaps know. Take a walk near the station Anyway it will be bright soon too at that time My wife has been wanting to let me tell her the night scene of the city all the time
But you have been working as a temporary labourer in the town all the time!
But I never went out in the evening.
Is the work very hard?
Mainly afraid of being unsafe.
Unsafe. I do not know why the city leaves man " Unsafe " Impression, anyone injure he? Perhaps in his view, the place beyond all is unsafe!
But tonight, I think, he is destined in a piece of " unsafe " Place hold out through one night. Perhaps he will really look around near the station, looks at two lights in city, then came back home to talk to one's own wife; Perhaps he will only contract to a corner, boil it until the daybreak opening eyes, then his wife, describe the urban night scene made up.
I notice he puts the biscuit wrapping bag and mineral water bottle abandoned by people into a plastic bag. I know these things can bring a little money. I think perhaps he will take these things home. Why not? Such a man, do everything, can not be surprising.
He closes eyes and sleeps, still separates for a moment each time, open eyes and have a look around, hold the toy tank in the hand tighter. A burst of tired looks are attacked, I go to sleep dimly. While waking up again, the train has already reached the station of Yantai.
He is shouldering the luggage, holds tanks, does not forget to take that plastic bag containing several mineral water bottles. After setting off, I follow him and walk slowly. Find he moves towards a garbage bin in my surprised strange land, has put the plastic bag in the hand conscientiously in - -He does not throw in definitely, he really puts in meticulously - -Movements and the posture, even a bit respectful. I guess he wants to give these mineral water bottles to the persons who glean and collect scraps of getting up early, though they are destined not to meet.
He finds I am seeing him. He keeps a close watch on me, refuses including in sight. He refuses me to his looking out, just as he refuses the hotel, refuse help, refuse the city, refuse the crowds of the city. Perhaps come back home, he will come to the city again, perhaps, he will stay in his village with family forever, no longer come out.
I know the rural worker like him, all over the city. Perhaps they once attempted to be close to and incorporate the city too, but refused mercilessly by the city; Perhaps they have never thought of being close to and incorporate the city, they, to the city, at the beginning, nourish a kind of guard, take precautions against, refuse and frightened. Though they live in the city, it is the lights of the city, and they, there is not a bit relation.
They are only transient guests, the lights of the city are destined to have nothing to do with them. In fact, begin most, it was we that said so. We say so, say more, they believe.
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