He Cheng woke up with a violent jolt.
There was an uncomfortable humming in his ears, and the flight attendant's announcement came faintly, as if he had encountered a draft.
The girl by the window opened the shutter and suddenly exclaimed, "Why is it so dark?!"
He Cheng looked aside and immediately frowned. The weather looks really bad.
"What's going on?" There were chaotic discussions all around, and the flight attendants barely maintained their smiles, telling everyone to be calm.
The plane kept shaking, He Cheng turned on the screen on the back of the front seat, and saw that the plane was at an extremely embarrassing altitude.
Before he could figure out whether he was flying sideways or landing, the screen suddenly turned into a prompt message, asking everyone to put away the table and fasten their seat belts.
There was a vague sense of foreboding, He Cheng maintained his superficial composure, but actually his heart began to panic.
He made an appointment with Xu Ran to meet today, the weather is very difficult to land, so it is estimated that he will miss the appointment.
Xu Ran will definitely be angry, He Cheng is not afraid that he will punish him, but that he will be sad.
The plane flew for a while, and it seemed that the altitude had dropped a little.
An uneasy mood permeated the entire cabin, eating away at everyone's heart.
Suddenly, the plane jolted violently, and several people were almost knocked out of their seats.
The screaming of the woman, the crying of the child, the shouting of the man... All the voices mixed together for a moment, overshadowing the flight attendant's powerless dissuasion.
He Cheng knew that there was such a situation, and halfway through the landing, the weather suddenly became bad, making it impossible to land or fly high. But it takes a lot of bad luck to catch up with such a coincidence. It should be said that more than half of the people on this flight today had very bad luck.
The little girl sitting next to him turned pale with fright and kept talking about her parents.
The fuselage kept shaking, from the occasional stop at the beginning to complete madness, He Cheng could hardly sit still. No one has the energy to say anything anymore, everyone is ashen, waiting for the bad luck that will come at an unknown time.
A water glass fell on the ground, spilling juice all over the place.
In the endless shaking, He Cheng closed his eyes.
He heard his own heartbeat, like thousands of horses galloping past, and finally gradually calmed down.
He opened his eyes and borrowed a piece of draft paper from the little girl next to him.
He wrote—
Xu Ran:
When the plane was bumpy, I thought of you.
You at eighteen. At that time, you were pure and kind, and followed me with a limp leg, not daring to approach or leave.
I don't know if you will be angry if you say this, but the you that appeared in my dream are the same as that time.
It's not that I like young people, it's just that Xu Ran at that time was beautiful and pure, the most precious treasure in the world.
But I have failed him for so many years.
Many times I wonder how a baby who has lost her color can regain her glory. Later, I found out that I was wrong. You never lost your light, but I covered my eyes, and if I couldn’t see it, I just didn’t know and didn’t care.
You are the star, the moon, the summer breeze and the winter sun. All the beauty in this world is you, you are the most beautiful scenery.
I'm sorry, I'm not good at speaking, and you know that.
I bumped for a long time, so long that my hands began to tremble. I haven't written such ugly words for a long time, please forgive me.
Where to begin.
You are a fragile yet strong person. You broke all my understanding of feelings over the years, and made me care about someone like this for the first time, and then I did many crazy things.
My success is yours, my joy is yours, my failures and sorrows are yours.
Yes, you have done many things that others have not done. I didn't admit it before because of my naivety and willfulness. I have to say that you are doing better than everyone else in this world. So good that I really want to hug you, but unfortunately I can't.
I know you don't want compliments. You want love, that's something I never figured out in the past.
You didn't realize it until you were almost thirty, and you waited so long. It's my fault. You can punish me.
If I can go back.
After another strong shaking, He Cheng closed the pen cap, folded the paper, and put it in the pocket near his left chest.
His heart was beating like a drum. He had never experienced this kind of near-crazy fear, and it was not that he had never encountered bad weather before, but he had never been as scared as he is now.
The reason why I am afraid is because I have something important and I am reluctant to let it go.
My little hedgehog. He said silently in his heart, I still want to see you again.
I don't know how long it took, but in a strong shock, the plane finally landed safely.
At that moment, everyone on board cheered almost at the same time, and He Cheng raised the corner of his mouth, and added a sentence at the end of the letter:
Escaping from the dead, I think I have overdrawn all the luck in my future life. It's okay, I won't bother you.
He thought for a while, crossed out the sentence, and rewrote it.
The plane finally finished taxiing, and everyone couldn't wait to go out, heading for a safe harbor. He Cheng picked up his luggage and quickly walked into the terminal with the flow of people.
Turning on the phone, many messages popped up in an instant, the first one was from Bai Jinming: He is waiting for you.
He Cheng paused, and then ran towards the exit with the fastest speed.
The letter lay quietly in his jacket pocket, waiting for a few hours before being opened by that person.
"I have nothing in this life, you are all I can meet and never ask for."