Fu Daiqing's wedding was held as scheduled without any accident.
Xu Tangcheng didn't know the specific time of the wedding before, but when he came back to the dormitory one night, he heard Chengxu talking on the phone with his family.
"I really can't go back, I will leave the day after tomorrow."
One hand stopped on the touchpad of the computer, and after a while, clicked on a video and played it silently. Xu Tangcheng glanced in that direction, no surprise, it was still an open class.
This is the fifth door in two months.
His eyes moved to the bookshelf, where two rows of books were neatly stacked, half of which were also newly added in the past two months. At one end of the bookshelf stood a pot of succulent, which was not pleasing to grow, and even a little weak. It was bought by Chengxu from the flower and bird market a while ago.
It seems that Chengxu will have a busy and fulfilling two months.
By the end of the phone call, one third of the video had already been broadcast, Cheng Xu laughed lightly at the end and said, "Then you can bring an extra red envelope, just say I gave it."
Still soft-spoken.
Soon, the ringing in the room turned into a burst of very fast American English, and the phone had been hung up.
There was a large suitcase spread out on the floor of the dormitory, a quarter of which was not packed. Xu Tangcheng's eyes fell on it, and after a while, he felt more and more truly that Cheng Xu was really going to leave.
Yi Zhe has been busy writing his graduation thesis at school, and Xu Tangcheng is going to Japan for a short-term academic exchange in May. He needs to make some preparations with the team, so he also stays in school most of the time. In addition to worrying about Chengxu, Xu Tangcheng deliberately extended his stay in the dormitory. Although they got along day and night, Xu Tangcheng actually learned about Chengxu's news from Yizhe's mouth.
"Cross-media communication?" Xu Tangcheng couldn't believe what he heard.
"Well," YiZhe nodded affirmatively, "My classmate said that he is in the same laboratory with Chengxu now."
In University A, postgraduate students can choose some postgraduate professional courses in the second half of their senior year, and can already enter the laboratory to study in advance.
"He said that Teacher Deng wanted Cheng Xu to follow him on this subject, but Cheng Xu seemed to be afraid that he would get on the boat during the experiment, so he refused." In the noisy cafeteria, Yi Zhe unscrewed a bottle of water and put it in Xu Tangcheng's room. In front of him, he added, "This time, Cheng Xu took the initiative to find Teacher Deng."
Cheng Xu is not a very assertive person, but this time the decision was not discussed with anyone.
Back that night, Xu Tangcheng asked Chengxu the reason, and asked him if he knew this was a long-term project. If he did it, it would definitely affect his graduation time, and it was impossible not to go to sea to study this underwater communication.
Cheng Xu nodded and said that he knew.
"You..." Xu Tangcheng was suddenly at a loss for words, not knowing what to say. After hearing the news during the day, his first reaction was shock. After that, in addition to being distressed, he actually felt a little angry. He could understand that Cheng Xu wanted to escape, but he felt that no matter how sad he was, he shouldn't disrupt his life plan because of emotional matters and trade his future for temporary peace.
"I know it's a bit impulsive, but..." Cheng Xu poured himself a glass of water, but it was too hot to eat, he unconsciously shook the glass, then quickly moved away, clenching his hand into a fist, "I really There is no other way."
He only said such a sentence, then lowered his head and said no more. Xu Tangcheng stood against the desk for a long time, still feeling that it was not worth it. But Cheng Xu's silent insistence seems to be telling him that this method is reasonable, and the residual emotions of a relationship can be equated with a year or two of precious time.
On the day Cheng Xu left, Xu Tangcheng sent him to the airport. He was waiting for Cheng Xu to check in at the back, and saw that when he bent down to pick up the suitcase, the bag strap on one shoulder suddenly slipped off. Maybe it was a little flustered, or maybe it was because the suitcase was too heavy, and Cheng Xu's body swayed forward. He supported the service desk with his hand, steadfastly, and used one hand to support the slipped schoolbag strap.
Afraid of traffic jams when they came, they left early, and the relatively smooth road conditions gave them a long waiting time. Xu Tangcheng wanted to sit with Chengxu for a while, but Chengxu insisted that he go back first. Knowing that he didn't want to occupy his time for too long, Xu Tangcheng didn't insist any longer, just looked at the time, and told him to remember to take motion sickness medicine after entering.
"Yeah." Cheng Xu pushed his glasses, shrugged again, and flipped the big schoolbag.
"If you get on the boat, try it first. If it really doesn't work, don't be ashamed to tell the teacher. If you go up for a few days and vomit for a few days, you won't be able to work."
"Well, I know." Cheng Xu smiled at him, took two steps back, and waved, "Go back quickly."
There are as many people in the Capital Airport as always, and for some unknown reason, there are always so many people setting foot on the 10,000-foot-high altitude for different purposes. Chengxu entered the tortuous line, and after a while, he turned his head and glanced in the direction of Xu Tangcheng's station.
Seeing that he hadn't left, he waved to him for the second time.
He only made a brief pause and then turned around again, but Xu Tangcheng was a little stunned by this familiar scene - when he was a child he sent Xu Tangxi to school, and Xu Tangxi was the same, after saying goodbye to him. Turning his head to look at him, he didn't dare to look at him for a long time, at most two seconds. No matter how reluctant he was, he would drag his schoolbag and walk into the school gate two seconds later.
Cheng Xu often reminds Xu Tangcheng of Tang Xi, because both of them have a very good energy in them. However, Xu Tangxi was actually naughty by nature, but because of his poor health, he often had to be obedient. But Chengxu seems to be born without any temper, and never knows what willfulness is.
Xu Tangcheng seriously thought about it. After many years of acquaintance, he had never seen Cheng Xu get angry. Even if he was unhappy because of something, he would be bored for a while and would not reveal a single point to anyone.
"He went in?"
A voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Xu Tangcheng was taken aback. Turning around, he saw Zheng Yikun standing beside him - messy hair, wrinkled clothes, and the residual alcohol smell all over his body, all showing a hangover. He carried a transparent convenience store bag in his hand. Xu Tangcheng glanced slightly and saw a pack of Green Arrow chewing gum, a box of medicine, and a small bottle of mineral water.
Without answering him, Xu Tangcheng only raised his chin forward as a gesture.
Cheng Xu has already turned into the third floor of the team, and the not tall figure is covered by Xu Xu, and only a slightly lowered head can be seen in the gap between the pedestrians. The team was moving forward slowly, Cheng Xu suddenly raised one leg and rubbed the position of the calf.
It appears to have just been knocked over by the suitcase. Xu Tangcheng thought so, Zheng Yikun, who was beside him, had already strode forward.
When the people in the team heard a call, they suddenly turned their heads to look here. Zheng Yikun beckoned to him, Cheng Xu turned around after being stunned for a while, and began to walk out against the flow of people. With his shoulders on his shoulders, his upper body shrunk into a small ball as much as possible, and his mouth kept moving, probably saying "sorry" or "borrowed" to the people in line.
Xu Tangcheng did not step forward, but leaned against a pillar and waited.
About ten minutes later, Zheng Yikun came back with no bag in his hand, but the bottle of water was still there, and it was less than half of it.
"Brother Tang Cheng, shall I go back in your car?" Zheng Yikun's expression was still familiar to Xu Tangcheng. He scratched his hair and said, "I drank too much last night, and I just asked my friend to throw it here."
The two walked to the parking lot, and Zheng Yikun was rubbing the position of his temples all the way. When he got to the car, he frowned and asked Xu Tangcheng, "Brother, have you brought a cigarette?"
Xu Tangcheng took out a pack of cigarettes and threw it to him. Zheng Yikun said again: "Lighter."
After obtaining these two things like squeezing toothpaste, Zheng Yikun lowered the car window completely and lit a cigarette.
"Does he have to stay on the boat often when he does this?"
Half of the smoke was burnt, Zheng Yikun asked.
"I don't know." After speaking, Xu Tangcheng saw the increased irritability on Zheng Yikun's face.
"Ah..." Zheng Yikun took the long tone, turned a few turns at the end, and continued, "It hurts."
It is rude to say that Zheng Yikun is the most rogue person among the people Xu Tangcheng has come into contact with. But his rogue is not all derogatory, but it often gives Xu Tangcheng a feeling that he does not tell the truth, and he does not show sincerity, similar to a one-way glass painted with colorful patterns, he can understand others at a glance his thoughts, but others should not delusionally understand him. It's like he is smoking a cigarette now, leaning his head back on the seat and sighing "distressed", but he still smiles sternly on his face. This distressed sentence seems to have a sincere element to Xu Tangcheng's hearing, but no matter how he feels it, he feels that these two words are too light and easy to disperse without the wind blowing.
Xu Tangcheng had a respectful attitude towards people like Zheng Yikun, so he didn't ask Zheng Yikun about what happened that night, because he couldn't ask the truth. And he knows that even if Zheng Yikun sees something, he won't ask him anything, so he can deliberately not give him a lighter or make any disguise about his indifferent attitude.
This is the subtle restraint between people.
The phone rang suddenly, interrupting Xu Tangcheng's thoughts. He pressed the release to connect, and YiZhe called him from the other end.
This sound ended Xu Tangcheng's feeling of emptiness that started last night.
But Yi Zhe on the phone sounded slightly annoyed. He said that he had just received a call from his father, asking him to pick up his friend's daughter at the airport tomorrow. He went to Shanghai a few years ago and kept asking him to go shopping with him. the one.
Before Xu Tangcheng could be relieved, Zheng Yikun, who was beside him, had already grinned and smiled disdainfully: "Oh, handsome man..."
Xu Tangcheng left Beijing three days later and went to Japan. The day before, Yi Zhe had come to the airport alone to pick up the girl. They seem to have forged an indissoluble bond with the airport this week, and Xu Tangcheng's car has a lot of bills for tolls. In hindsight, this week was like a watershed. The sudden and frequent separation and the wrong but helpless reunion seemed to have pulled their emotions that were properly placed in the rental house into the river of reality.
People in the river are strangers in terms of their love, but people around them in terms of their lives.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Tangcheng arrived at Haneda Airport. At 2:10 Beijing time, Yi Zhe, who was helping the girl deal with a rear-end accident dispute, received the news-"Arrived safely."
The police station was messed up by several people, YiZhe took two steps back, avoided the excited crowd, and sent Xu Tangcheng a serious message in a quieter place. Just before he pressed send, the girl called out his name and asked him to go through the formalities, in an obvious bossy tone.
YiZhe wanted to push back almost immediately, but due to his father's repeated warnings in advance, he suppressed his anger and walked over after sending a text message.
Xu Tangcheng and his party had a very full schedule. From the early morning of the next day, they listened to reports, gave reports, attended meetings, had meals at meetings, and discussed... It was not until two days before they left Japan that they finally had time to start independently. Visit Sensoji Temple and Tokyo Tower.
Back at the hotel, a group of young people were still unwilling to sleep, shouting to play cards. So a few people gathered around, and some who didn't participate also stayed in the room to watch the fun. A girl took out her computer and said that since she saw Tokyo Tower, she might as well watch a TV show.
"Tokyo Tower?" Xu Tangcheng had already stood up to leave, and when he heard this when the door opened, he stopped and turned around to ask another question.
With surprise in the girl's eyes, she asked him, "Have you seen it?"
Xu Tangcheng shook his head: "I only watched one episode."
"Why?" Somewhat strange, the girl asked, "Isn't it good? This show has a good reputation."
"It's beautiful, I just..." Putting his hand on the armrest of the door, Xu Tangcheng said after carefully wording, "I'm not used to watching movies that discuss emotions."
To be more precise, he is not used to reading works about family affection. Since birth, these emotions have always existed firmly in his body, and his family has never been stingy to give him all the love, and so does he. There is usually no shortage of resonant bridges in good film and television works, and it is difficult for him to escape. And after being pricked in tears and his eyes were red, he felt that there was no need to experience the goodness of his relatives in this way. After all, he always understood and remembered.
Leaving the lively room, Xu Tangcheng quickly turned on the computer and made a video call to Yi Zhe before the temporary roommate came back.
I originally thought that YiZhe would be at school, but I didn't think that in the picture, he was sitting on the sofa with wet hair.
"Are you here?" YiZhe asked tentatively.
"Well, they're playing."
The person in the video listened and immediately stood up. The screen shook twice, revealing a carpet that Xu Tangcheng had never seen before.
"You bought a rug again?" Xu Tangcheng immediately asked in surprise.
"Yeah," YiZhe patted the carpet with his notebook, and stretched out a foot to step on it, "I tell you, this one is very comfortable, a hundred times more comfortable than the previous one."
Therefore, YiZhe's language is really poor. The adjective "one hundred times" is no longer used in Xu Tangcheng Primary School.
Thinking about the pile of rugs that he used to travel at home for a few days, Xu Tangcheng almost knelt down for him: "But you bought the one for half a month before, and you threw it away?"
"I didn't throw it," YiZhe finished showing him, turned the camera back, and smiled at him with a look he had expected long ago, "I'm afraid you'll tell me, I'll put it in the bedroom."
Xu Tangcheng sighed and finally said, "Don't put a carpet in the bedroom, suck the dust."
"Where is that
There's really nowhere to put...
"Forget it," Xu Tangcheng was half helpless and half worried, but still smiled, "Let's put it aside for now, I'll go back and have a look."
When he mentioned going back, Yi Zhe immediately became more energetic.
"I found a particularly delicious grilled fish restaurant today, and I think you must like it. It's just on the way back from the airport, and I'll take you there when the time comes."
"Okay," Xu Tangcheng nodded and asked again, "What did you eat today? With that girl?"
"I haven't been with her, I've been hiding from her for two days." YiZhe was annoyed when he mentioned this, "You said she had a bunch of friends in Beijing, why did my dad ask me to accompany her, what a big business? please people."
"I guess it also has the meaning of that girl." Thinking of Zheng Yikun's beautiful man's plan, although Xu Tangcheng also felt sorry for YiZhe, he still couldn't help joking, "You are more attractive."
When Yi Zhe heard this, he seemed to be stunned, then immediately smiled and said with great certainty, "You are complimenting me."
Xu Tangcheng didn't expect that he would take the joke as a serious understanding, and was blocked by him for a while, and he opened his mouth empty.
He didn't have time to answer, and Yi Zhe didn't have time to speak again. The two of them just stared at each other for a few seconds across the two screens.
Then, he burst out laughing in unison.
The wind in May is very comfortable, and the laughter from the computer is like this wind. Xu Tangcheng was sitting by the window, and suddenly wanted to go back to that room immediately and step on the newly bought carpet.
As if he had a good heart, Yi Zhe suddenly whispered, "I miss you so much."
During the day, the girls who traveled with him gave Xu Tangcheng a piece of local chocolate, which was very sweet. And at this moment, Xu Tangcheng felt as if the piece of chocolate fell into his heart with his little wings, and his face was melted by the temperature there. He pursed his lips and looked at the screen, after a while, he nodded lightly.
"Um."
"Guang'er..." After muttering, YiZhe suddenly moved and adjusted his sitting position. When the picture stabilized again, Xu Tangcheng heard him ask, "How about you?"
With a beep, the door to the room was opened. Xu Tangcheng was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw his roommate entered the room.
"They bought wine, why don't you go for a drink?" The roommate was talking to him while walking. Seeing him holding up his phone, he asked, "Video?"
Xu Tangcheng nodded.
The conversation with Yizhe naturally developed in an irrelevant direction. When someone was inconvenient, they quickly hung up after a few sentences and exchanged text messages instead.
After saying goodnight before going to bed, Xu Tangcheng remembered the interrupted question again. Turning the phone in his hand, he suddenly thought, what would he say if his roommate hadn't come back just now.
Thinking about it this way, he realized that he never seemed to have said anything like what he missed to YiZhe.
Yi Zhe had been lying on the bed for a while, but the thought of Xu Tangcheng coming back the day after tomorrow made him a little excited. After tossing and turning without falling asleep, he thought for a moment, turned on the light, and rolled up the rug in the bedroom. I squatted down and looked at it again, but I don't know if it was a psychological effect or what, but I always felt that there was a layer of soil on the ground. I simply went to the bathroom to rinse the mop, and started mopping the floor in the middle of the night.
After wiping, I felt comfortable and went back to bed. I originally took the phone to check the time, but found a QQ message from Xu Tangcheng.
Yi Zhe opened the door and saw Xu Tangcheng saying, "I miss you very much."
Two days later, Xu Tangcheng returned to Beijing.
Perhaps because of his poor sleep and poor physical condition these days, he was very dizzy when the plane landed, and the nausea did not pass until the taxiing was over. He was sitting by the window, so when people got up to pick up their luggage and walked out, Xu Tangcheng didn't rush to move, but sat there quietly to relieve the discomfort.
Someone was already calling to report safety, and Xu Tangcheng thought that he should quickly call Zhou Hui and Yi Zhe. As soon as I got up, I suddenly heard the girl sitting in the back seat exclaiming: "Senior Yu An was beaten?"
"Ah?" Immediately, a classmate who was also waiting asked, "What's the situation? Who was beaten?"
Xu Tangcheng also looked back, the girl was quickly lighting her phone, as if replying to a message.
"A senior."
"A senior? Who? Why?"
Confused, there are still people asking. The girl said, "I don't know either, wait a minute, I'm asking."
The people on the plane were almost gone, Xu Tangcheng frowned, and while listening to their conversation, he stood in the aisle and raised his hand to take his schoolbag. He took out his phone from his schoolbag and turned it on, only to find that he had not received any reply to the message he sent to YiZhe before he left.
During his doubtful time, the phone vibrated, and Xu Tangcheng hurriedly looked at it.
Just two spam text messages.
"Damn, this kid," a boy behind scolded, "beating someone in our lab?"
Xu Tangcheng suddenly had a bad feeling at this time. This feeling was like the airsickness just now. It came unprepared, but it was real. He clenched the phone tightly, turned around, and asked the girl, "What's your name?"
"what?"
"What's the name of the one who hit?"