在火车进站的时候,鹿安夹在一群乘客中间上了车。她想着,如果他没追上来,她就一个人去南京。她在通道里踽踽地走,经过自己的座位了,却未停下,一直朝前走,朝前走,走到车厢另一头。她怔了一下,回头看看,跨出车门。他没跟上来。时间一秒一秒流逝,终于,车缓缓开动了,驶出车站了。她的目光追随着火车,火车消失在站台尽头耀眼的阳光里。视线里,只剩下铁轨。铁轨空荡荡的。空荡荡的铁轨尽头,一树一树夹竹桃,红的花,白的花,开得正盛。十来分钟后,又一辆车进站了。忽然,鹿安瞥见不远处的他。他站在那儿,注视着她,似乎观察了她很久。 In the train pit stop, Lu'an folder caught in the middle of a group of passengers. She thought, if he did not catch up, she alone to Nanjing. She walked casually in the corridor, passed her seat, but did not stop, walking forward, walking forward, and going to the other end of the carriage. She was startled, look back, out of the car door. He did not keep up. One second and one second passed, and finally, the car started slowly and pulled out of the station. Her eyes follow the train, the train disappeared in the dazzling sun at the end of the platform. In sight, there are only tracks. Tracks empty. Empty tracks at the end, a tree, oleander, red flowers, white flowers, open Zheng Sheng. Ten minutes later, another car stopped. Suddenly, Lu'an caught a glimpse of him not far away. He stood there, watching her, as if watching her for a long time.