In September 2012, Lin Zhixia parted with her family at Beijing Capital International Airport.
Lin Zhixia dragged her suitcase and walked forward alone. Lin Zeqiu suddenly stopped her and said, "Call home when you land."
Lin Zhixia nodded: "Okay."
Lin Zeqiu whispered: "If you see something delicious, buy more. Don't be reluctant to spend money, and don't go hungry."
Lin Zhixia turned back to his side: "Don't save money, don't stay up late to write code, eat on time, get enough sleep, your health is the most important... Brother, I will miss you."
There was a bitter taste in Lin Zeqiu's throat.
Lin Zhixia said sincerely, "I lived in the school dormitory for three years, and only then did I realize how troublesome it was to wash clothes, hang quilts, mop the floor and sweep the floor... From childhood to adulthood, you have always cleaned my bedroom and changed the sheets and quilts. This summer vacation, you still didn't let me do housework. Brother, you have worked hard over the years."
After he finished speaking, Lin Zhixia turned around and walked straight towards the security check passage.
Lin Zeqiu's vision blurred for a moment. His father asked him in surprise: "Qiuqiu, are there tears in your eyes?"
Lin Zeqiu murmured to himself: "I'm afraid she will be bullied abroad. She is not yet an adult, she will be conspicuous wherever she goes, and there is no one around to take care of her."
Mom comforted her, "Qiuqiu, don't worry. Your sister is very smart. She will call us if anything happens. Study hard in Beijing. Your dad and I will go home first."
Lin Zeqiu still looked worried.
He took it for granted that Lin Zhixia went abroad alone.
He didn't know that Jiang Yubai and Lin Zhixia had already agreed to take the same flight.
Jiang Yubai wanted to give Lin Zhixia a first-class ticket, but she refused. On his seventeenth birthday, they confessed their love to each other, but he still had no chance to pay for her expenses. She always said, "Jiang Yubai, it's okay, I have money too."
In order to sit with Lin Zhixia, Jiang Yubai gave up the first class and voluntarily chose the economy class.
Jiang Yubai stepped into the economy class for the first time in his life and sat next to Lin Zhixia. Only then did he realize exactly how cramped the economy class seats were. In such a small and limited space, he felt an indescribable sense of pleasure because Lin Zhixia held his hand.
He stroked the back of her hand, rubbing his fingertips slowly back and forth. She leaned her head against his shoulder, rubbed it for a while, and then said, "It's a little itchy."
She is really good at acting like a spoiled child.
Jiang Yubai held her wrist tightly.
It was ten o'clock in the evening Beijing time. The lights in the cabin were dimmed. Lin Zhixia was feeling a little sleepy, so she simply curled up in her seat and went to sleep.
The plane passed over Russia and encountered a strong cold air. The temperature in the cabin dropped and many passengers felt cold. Jiang Yubai shook out two blankets and gently covered Lin Zhixia with them. She was confused as if she was in a dream. She realized that Jiang Yubai was very close to her. She completely relaxed and slowly fell to his side.
Jiang Yubai pushed the armrest away, and Lin Zhixia fell into his arms. Jiang Yubai hugged her carefully, silently feeling the sweet fragrance on her body. In the dim environment, he carefully let go of his hand and let her rest her head on his legs.
He tucked the blanket in around her.
She was sleeping soundly.
Jiang Yubai leaned back in his chair, not feeling sleepy at all.
The passenger next to me was watching a movie, and the electronic screen emitted a faint light.
With the help of that ray of light, Jiang Yubai's eyes stayed on Lin Zhixia's face for a moment, and the wrong thoughts were stirring in his heart. He raised his left hand and slightly covered the corner of his lips to offset his evil thoughts.
The next evening, Lin Zhixia and Jiang Yubai successfully arrived in London.
They set off from London's Heathrow Airport, took a business car, took the M11 motorway, and soon arrived in Cambridge.
Lin Zhixia's dormitory building is called "pearce hostel". Jiang Yubai sent Lin Zhixia to the downstairs of "pearce hostel".
The weather in September was a little cold, and the night was dark and boundless. On such a strange night in a foreign country, Lin Zhixia took a deep breath and got out of the car quietly.
Jiang Yubai picked up Lin Zhixia's luggage and walked with her to the dormitory reception. The staff checked her identity documents and handed her a key.
Lin Zhixia excitedly found her room and pushed the door open. Through the window of the dormitory, she could see the ancient street scene under the dim street lights. She said with emotion: "For the next year, this will be my home."
Jiang Yubai put her luggage on the ground. He looked around and his eyes fell on the single bed: "You don't have a quilt and pillow, how are you going to sleep tonight?"
Before Lin Zhixia could answer, Jiang Yubai suddenly suggested, "You can go to my house and spend a night in the guest bedroom. The mattress there is very soft."
Lin Zhixia found a cylindrical package in the closet: "I have been prepared for a long time. I reserved a bedding package for the dormitory..." She opened the package and shook out a set of brand new pillows and quilts.
With the help of Jiang Yubai, Lin Zhixia made the bed.
Lin Zhixia took out another bag of strawberry biscuits from her suitcase and invited Jiang Yubai to taste them with her. There was no sofa in the dormitory, so Jiang Yubai and Lin Zhixia sat on the edge of the bed. Lin Zhixia took a bite of the biscuit, chewed it for a while, and exclaimed: "It tastes like strawberry. I'm alive."
Jiang Yubai had been on a long flight for more than ten hours. He had not eaten much and had hardly slept on the plane. He still did not feel sleepy, and his excited subconscious supported him. He analyzed for Lin Zhixia: "You just moved into the new dormitory, and you need to buy a lot of things. I will take you to the commercial street tomorrow..."
At this time, Lin Zhixia stared at his face carefully, and she frowned and said, "There are red bloodshot in your eyes."
He avoided her gaze and said, "This is normal. Just get some sleep."
"You must have been very tired on the plane," Lin Zhixia reflected, "Why did I end up resting my head on your thigh... I'm sorry."
Jiang Yubai insisted: "It's okay, I'm not tired."
Not only am I not tired, I'm actually quite happy.
Lin Zhixia asked again: "Can you go shopping tomorrow? I'll go to your house tomorrow at noon to see how you are doing. The day after tomorrow I have to attend a freshman Q&A session and meet with my tutor, so I may not have time to accompany you."
Jiang Yubai could imagine that after meeting with his mentor, Lin Zhixia would devote herself to scientific research. The opportunity for them to meet was entirely due to his careful exploration.
Jiang Yubai also heard that the school can only guarantee dormitories for first-year doctoral students. In the second year of the doctorate, students cannot rent dormitories and have to rent a house outside... Next year, Lin Zhixia will be 18 years old and enter the second year of the doctorate, and she can live with him. They will meet every morning and evening and go to school together. He can also take care of her life, which can be said to be killing two birds with one stone.