In the morning rush hour of the Beijing subway, it is usually a crowded scene. Travelers carried bags and cell phones, struggling to find space to stand between their arms. Occasionally, an argument would arise over a foot or a collision, but such scenes have become commonplace. People who swipe their mobile phones don't look up, and people who listen to songs also close their eyes, as if they all live in their own small worlds, and have nothing to do with the hustle and bustle around them.
However, a recent incident in the Beijing subway weighed me down, and the other passengers in the carriage seemed to have been touched by the strings of thought. It was still the morning rush hour, and I was lucky enough to squeeze into the middle of the carriage, ready to turn on my phone to refresh the news. The subway doors are not completely closed, and people are still crowding into the train.
Suddenly, a few voices came from the door: "I'm sorry, can you not squeeze, my wife is pregnant." I saw a young couple across the crowd, the husband protecting his wife, pleading with the passengers in the back. However, the passengers in the back were not happy, and a middle-aged elder sister said loudly: "Can you not squeeze?"What should I do if I'm late for work if I don't squeeze me?The eldest brother next to the eldest sister also said loudly: "Which one is not crowded in the morning rush hour, are you responsible for delaying others to work?"”
The young man hurriedly explained: "My wife is pregnant, can you be considerate?"The eldest sister still didn't give up, and the eldest sister's husband's next sentence shocked everyone present: "My wife is pregnant and let her squeeze the subway, you are really funny, what kind of man is it." ”
The young man could no longer say a word, and I could not see the expression on his face, but I could feel the anger, powerlessness, and guilt in his heart. At this time, the pregnant woman said, "Please stop arguing, can you, even if I am wrong, I beg you to stop arguing." Eventually, everyone stopped talking. In the carriage, no one said a word more.
As it happened, I got off the train a few stops later, and the young couple got off at the same stop as me. I walked behind them and happened to see what they looked like.
It was a very young, not very tall little couple, snuggling up to each other and walking in front of them. Although I felt sorry for what happened to them on the subway just now, and felt helpless about the so-called "poor couples", I also understood that I was just one of the many ordinary people who needed to squeeze the subway to work. And I'm sure the rest of the people in the carriage will probably feel the same way I do.
However, to my surprise, watching them walk in front, the wife smiled happily and talked to her husband, holding his arm affectionately, as if nothing that had just happened did not exist. The husband also looked at his wife dotingly, helping her carry the bag with his right hand. Looking at all this, I was suddenly relieved, maybe life has made us suffer humiliation and hardship, but the true feelings of each other seem so rare and precious.
I didn't see the middle-aged couple, I don't know what kind of identity they are, what kind of stories they have experienced, maybe they are also people who are forced by life and are in a hurry to make a living. And in that carriage, all the people who were silent also had many stories of their own.
Life is not all smooth sailing, and if it weren't forced by life, who would want to get their lover pregnant and squeeze the subway?The license plate number is not easy to shake, the parking lot is difficult to find, the cost of maintaining the car is high, and the odd and even numbers are restricted. As children we all dreamed of being superheroes, protecting the world and keeping the peace, but as adults we found that we can only protect ourselves and our loved ones within what we can. I think that young pregnant woman must also want to protect the little hero in her husband's heart.
Just yesterday, I was having dinner with a friend, and the waiter served the wrong dish, but it was impossible to change it because it was found out. The waiter kept apologizing, and the friend comforted her and said, "It's okay, so be it, count me into adding another dish." I said to my friend, "It's quite generous, pay for the waiter's mistakes." The friend shook his head, "It's not easy for everyone, forget it." I can't say how great and noble my friend is, but I know that he must be a kind man. I also hope that all kind people can be treated gently in this world. May those who are even "poor couples" be happy and warm in their lives.