He went to great lengths to change his seat on the high-speed train in Beijing...

After staying at home for two days, it was time for Wen Zichuan to go to the capital of the north.

Before leaving, he went to the company to hand over his work. Chen Yilan and Yan Dantong both supported him. Huang Yun was a little upset when he learned that he had turned down the live broadcast, but under the pressure of Chen Yilan, he dared not say a word.

Pinot, who was far away in his hometown, also sent a message: "Teacher Wen, I wish you all the best."

Wen Zichuan replied: "When I meet Teacher Mu Cen, I will bring you an autographed photo."

Pinault added a happy spinning emoji: "Okay, okay, let's chase stars together!"

The train sped along the rails, and the view outside the window was wide. It seemed that the weather became sunnier and warmer the further north we went. The bright sunshine made Wen Zichuan feel a long-lost sense of relaxation and comfort.

He took off his coat, drank some water, put on his headphones and prepared to take a nap.

"Hello sir, he and I are traveling together, but we couldn't buy connecting tickets. Can we switch?"

"You can change, but where is your seat...?"

"Oh! I'm in first class in carriage 8."

The man next to him glanced at Wen Zichuan, then looked at the ticket information, confirmed that it was a first-class seat, and picked up his luggage and went to another carriage.

Wen Zichuan felt something strange and suddenly opened his eyes: "Brother Zhou?!"

Cheng Sizhou was dressed very formally today, wearing a college-style white shirt with beige suit pants, and a pair of thin gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. When he smiled, he was as warm and pleasant as the autumn sun.

"How is it? Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

"Well, surprise, unexpected."

Wen Zichuan answered seriously, but he didn't lie. Seeing Cheng Sizhou at this moment, his heart was already filled with surprise and unexpectedness.

"Why are you on this train too?" He considered countless possibilities and eliminated them one by one before asking.

"Don't be angry when I tell you." Cheng Sizhou avoided my gaze.

"No." Wen Zichuan smiled and shook his head.

"I peeked at your phone and bought the same flight." Cheng Sizhou straightened the middle armrest of his seat and, using his sleeve to conceal his fingers, interlocked his fingers with his. "My company just sent me on a business trip, also to the capital. What a coincidence, isn't it?"

"It's a pity that I'm in closed-door training for two whole weeks." Wen Zichuan said with a dejected look, "and my classes are packed from morning to night. Without a special reason, I'm not allowed to leave without permission."

If possible, he would love to go with Cheng Sizhou to the Forbidden City, the National Museum, the Great Wall, and walk around everywhere. Brother Zhou knows so much about history, and it must be a pleasure to travel with him.

"It's okay, my schedule is not that full. I'll come to see you when I have the chance." Cheng Sizhou winked at him.

"Okay." Wen Zichuan squeezed his fingers gently, "I'll send you the location when I get there."

"Zichuan, do you think we look like the kind of students who skip classes?"

"No, I have to go to class. As for you, I will wait too."

After what happened two days ago, Cheng Sizhou got the hang of it. When he saw Wen Zichuan's serious and well-behaved look, he couldn't help but want to kiss him.

However, now on the train, he could only tilt his head and look at his profile over and over again.

"By the way, I have a gift for you." Wen Zichuan said.

"What gift? It's so mysterious." Cheng Sizhou was afraid of being discovered, so he quickly suppressed his eagerness.

Wen Zichuan loosened his grip on his hand, hooked out a piece of red string from his collar, slowly pulled out a jade pendant, untied the red string, and put the jade pendant on the ring finger of Cheng Sizhou's left hand as if it were a ring.

In fact, Cheng Sizhou had seen it before, but many people would wear gold or jade jewelry, so he didn't pay much attention to it. Today, when he took a closer look, he found that it was not a standard ring, but had an inconspicuous small gap.

It's not a jade ring, but a jade pendant?

To Cheng Sizhou, jade beads were not particularly rare. What he found strange was that most of the ornaments people wear are for praying for peace or perfection. Of course, jade rings are the most common. However, jade beads have a gap in them. Not only do they require a separate hole to be drilled before they can be worn with a rope, but the presence of a gap in the circle does not have a good meaning.

Wen Zichuan saw that he was silent and felt awkward for a moment: "If you don't like it, then..."

Seeing him coming over to take it while talking, Cheng Sizhou immediately put his hand behind his back and said, "How can you take back a gift you gave away?"

"No, it's not just any piece of clothing or jewelry. I've been wearing it since I was a child. If it's lost or damaged, I won't be able to explain it to my mother."

This was the only thing Wen Zichuan could think of that was the most "cultured" thing he could do. Apart from that, he couldn't afford any gifts that were too expensive, and Brother Zhou wouldn't like any that were too cheap.

"If it's so precious, why give it to me?"

"I will only give you the precious ones."

To be fair, Wen Zichuan has selfish motives.

Since moving to Yangliu'an, although they both go to work separately every day and occasionally work overtime, they have never been away from each other for more than a week.

If he really couldn't take leave during the training period, he was afraid that the relationship between him and Brother Zhou, which had finally made substantial progress, would become cold because of the separation of half a month.

"I know. I like it very much." Cheng Sizhou said, but he couldn't kiss him in public, so in a place where no one could see, he used his right thumb to stroke each fingertip and slightly warm palm of his left hand in turn.

"As long as you like it." Wen Zichuan smiled, resting his elbows on the small table, tilting his head to look at him, and smiling with a row of white teeth.

Cheng Sizhou stretched out his left hand, looked at it from the front and then from the back: "One past is like a ring, and all pasts become a jade ring."[1]

"Ah, what?"

"Nalan Xingde's lyrics."

Wen Zichuan was confused again. He immediately opened his phone to search. The appreciation said that the poet used the incomplete moon and the chipped jade ring to metaphorize lost love: "So, it is a jade ring?"

"A jade ring is larger. This one of yours should be a jade ring." Cheng Sizhou held his palm and wrote the strokes to compare the difference in the shape of the characters. "You have been wearing it since you were a child. Don't you know what it is?"

Wen Zichuan shook his head: "My mother never told me that. I thought it was just an ordinary jade pendant."

“It’s not very ordinary.”

"ah?"

"Jade artifacts are divided into handed-down jade and unearthed jade. Yours has an ancient texture, and the mottled bite marks on it are caused by mineral erosion after being buried underground for too long. Therefore, it is an unearthed jade."

"Unearthed jade? Isn't that a cultural relic?"

"I don't know much about jade. I'll ask the teachers in the jade group later."

"If it's a cultural relic, should I hand it over to a museum?"

"The museum is just a collection organization. We won't force you to donate." Cheng Sizhou shook his hand. "Take our porcelain for example. I don't know how many are in the hands of private collectors. The Lantern Museum didn't go and snatch them all back."

"Oh, it would be great if it was valuable." Wen Zichuan had a brilliant idea, "I could sell it for money."

"If I don't tell you now, I'll be unable to explain to Mom. Besides, what do you need so much money for?"

"Buy a house, buy a big house! A single-family house would be even better!"

"Bring Mom over to live with us? Then we don't need a single-family house, right?"

Wen Zichuan smiled slyly: "My mother doesn't need it, but you do. Don't you want to be kept? Haven't you heard of the phrase 'a beautiful woman hidden in a golden house'?"

Well, this kid has obviously become bad and learned to tease people with his mouth!

"Then tell me, who is supporting whom now?" Cheng Sizhou would pinch his chin at every turn.

It was almost time for dinner, and someone was walking in the aisle. Wen Zichuan retreated to avoid him, biting his lip and smiling at him: "Mr. Cheng, what kind of service do you want? It's charged by the time, and it's fair to everyone."

"You mean Tong Hesou, you're going to take it too? No, that's against the law."

"When you're old, won't you be an 'old man'? If I could travel through time, I would definitely go back to your childhood and kidnap you before you were ten. Back then, wouldn't you be a 'child'?"

Before Cheng Sizhou was ten years old, the girl kidnapping case had not yet happened.

Zichuan remembered the story he had told. If it weren't for the kidnapping case, perhaps he would be more brave and straightforward in his feelings now, instead of being timid and full of difficulties.

The pleasant voice struck Cheng Sizhou's heart, and the unique ending sound scraped in his ears, making him feel like a grasshopper in autumn, drowning in a pond with gentle waves.

The two of them played and joked, and time passed quickly. Soon, they arrived at the Imperial Capital West Station.

The square was crowded with people.

Even if we are reluctant, we have to say goodbye.

Taking advantage of the huge billboard to block him, Cheng Sizhou lightly kissed Wen Zichuan on the forehead: "Okay, it's not a life-and-death separation. The training opportunity is hard to come by, go quickly, don't be late."

Wen Zichuan didn't delay on purpose. Was he accusing himself of being ignorant and having no sense of time?

"Ah—it hurts, it hurts!" Cheng Sizhou didn't react in time and was bitten on the tiger's mouth, leaving a large circle of deep red uneven teeth marks.

"Let's go!" Wen Zichuan was very satisfied and walked in the opposite direction, dragging his big and heavy suitcase.

The reputation of Wen Xiaogou is well-deserved!

Cheng Sizhou rubbed his hands, muttered to himself, and then got into a taxi.

Arriving at the hotel, he put down his luggage and faced the dull and dark room alone, his eyes beginning to well up.

After coming to the imperial capital, he felt no less regret and reluctance than Wen Zichuan, but he was not used to expressing it. He didn't want to turn his emotions into a net to bind another person.

I opened the curtains and saw that the sky outside the tall buildings was still bright, and the angular skyline was shining with a hint of sunset glow.

Cheng Sizhou took a photo from a bird's-eye view, and still posted a message on his Moments without noticing his family: People say that I love Chang'an, but in fact I only love someone in Chang'an.

He will see it.

Not long after, the phone suddenly rang.

Cheng Sizhou was checking whether the facilities in the room were working properly. When he heard the ringtone, he immediately ran over to answer it.

The caller ID showed "Zou Yilong" instead of "Wen Zichuan", and his spirit instantly dissipated.

Zou Yilong was his roommate in college. After graduation, he braved the wind and waves and moved to Beijing. After five or six years, he finally became famous. He formed a camera team with several like-minded people. Not only did he have the freedom to work, but he also had endless work to do.

Occasionally, when I check my Moments, I see that he has successfully lost weight, has a beautiful girlfriend, or is taking his team to shoot films everywhere. He lives a very fulfilling and wonderful life.

To be honest, although Cheng Sizhou has a stable job and never has to worry about food and drink, he still envies him sometimes.

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The author has something to say: [1] Quoted from "Dielianhua" by Nalan Xingde of the Qing Dynasty: "The Hard Work Is Most Pity for the Moon in the Sky"