She thought that when he said about Mount Victoria, he really wanted to take him to see it, but the result was unexpected.
Ji Chengyang left the next day and went to the United States.
He should be making a perfect goodbye for his PhD career, right
Before leaving New Zealand, my classmates were still talking about buying souvenirs that they were about to leave the country that saw the sunrise the first time in the world. I really can’t bear to... Having come to this concept, I also joked: "It seems that people in many places like to say that they are the first to see the sunrise."
The plane arrived at the Capital Airport at 10 o'clock in the evening, and the teacher led the team to count the number of people. It was strictly required that everyone must follow the school shuttle bus and then disband at the school: "Nothing can leave the team early, do you know?" The teacher finally reiterated.
"Teacher~ we know~" everyone agreed one after another.
Seeing Wang Haoran in the distance, Ji Yi waved his hand politely as he waved goodbye to himself.
There are people from Hong Kong who are talking about something that seems to be something terrifying.
She listened to both ears casually, and immediately sounded it seriously. To sum up, Phoenix Satellite TV had just broadcast what building in New York was hit by a plane... When Ji Yi heard about New York, she suddenly became nervous. If she wanted to listen more carefully, those people walked away. .
Her heart was beating, and she thought of only the three words Ji Chengyang in an instant.
"Teacher, I'll be back soon." She stuffed her suitcase into the hands of her classmates, and immediately ran towards the exit where Wang Haoran left, praying desperately while running, don't leave, only you have Ji Chengyang In the United States, I don’t know how to find him at all. She rushed out of the automatic glass door and looked for a taxi based on her instinct in the crowds. Fortunately, she really saw Wang Haoran standing aside with her friends, as if waiting for a car to pick him up.
She rushed over and grabbed Wang Haoran's arm: "Does Ji Chengyang have a phone number in the United States? Can you call it for me?"
Wang Haoran was stunned: "What? What happened?"
"I don't know either," she said with a trembling voice, "I just heard that an American plane hit a building..."
"The plane hit a building? The United States?" Wang Haoran felt that such words were really incredible, "No?" But seeing Ji Yi's eyes were red, he also knew that she was really anxious: "Where was she hit? "
"New York." She really started to shake her voice.
"Sisi, don't worry, he is not in New York, he is in Philadelphia."
Wang Haoran began to turn over Ji Chengyang's phone number in the United States.
Soon, he dialed the phone and handed it to her: "This is the phone number where he lives. When it is connected, you just say to find Yang, and I will ask others what's going on." Wang Haoran turned around and asked the people around him, is it right? Such a strange thing really happened.
Ji Yi held the phone and waited. Every second was as long as a century.
The call was finally connected: "Hello."
"Hello," Ji Yi felt that it was him who was speaking, but he still didn't dare to confirm, "May I..."
"Sisi?" He was surprised.
Her heart finally fell back to its original position, biting her lip to calm herself, but her voice was still not normal: "It's me, I heard a plane hit the building in New York... I'm afraid you're on the plane, and I'm afraid you're there. In the building, I'm afraid of you..."
"I'm at home," he told her simply and directly, he was safe, "very safe."
"... Don't run around," Ji Yi finished the first half of the sentence, and suddenly felt that her words were particularly silly, but she couldn't help but continue speaking, "especially don't go to New York, in case there is anything else."
"Okay." He actually agreed to her kind of advice like a small adult.
When he was speaking, the background sound was the live broadcast, the live broadcast of the 9/11 disaster. She probably could hear a few words, and the atmosphere was so serious that she didn't continue to listen attentively. After knowing he was safe, she suddenly had nothing to say.
Finally, the call was returned to Wang Haoran. After Wang Haoran knew that Ji Chengyang was in no danger, he asked more about the terrorist attack. After listening for a while, she saw that her fellow classmates had run out of the glass door, and seemed anxious to call her to go back to the team, and patted Wang Haoran's arm: "I'm leaving, thank you."
"Going home?" Wang Haoran asked her.
When Ji Chengyang on the other side heard this sentence, he said something to Wang Haoran, and then gave her the call.
Ji Yi was a little surprised. He didn't know what he would say to him, holding the phone, and didn't say a word.
"I will be back to Beijing in two months," Ji Chengyang said to her, "about the time of winter."
"Can I call you?"
He laughed: "It's not very convenient. I'm often away from home."
Ji Yi was lost.
There happened to be two cars driving in front of them. They were a little fast and a little close. Wang Haoran hurriedly pulled her back, but she was a little absent-minded, she didn't even care... just thinking that he didn't like calling him by himself.
"I will call you." His voice told her.
Ji Yi just fell into the heart of the abyss, and immediately flew up lightly.
"I'm usually at school," she said about what he knew, but she repeated it, lest he could not find herself on the phone, "Go home on weekends, during the day... There is no one at home."
She finally returned the phone to Wang Haoran.
After returning to the team, the teacher scolded a few words with angrily and smile.
The school they are sitting in is bigger, the teacher heard Ji Yi say so, and urged to turn on the TV.
CCTV didn't even have any live news.
Ji Yi called Nuannuan. Nuannuan didn't even sleep at home. She had been watching the Phoenix TV news and told her that the two buildings had collapsed one after another, which was particularly terrible. It seems that this global media is talking about this, but CCTV is aphasia. The unknowing passengers outside the car window walked calmly through the night, looking in a hurry.
Ji Yi leaned on the car window, watched the car leave the airport, and watched the trees passing by the road. He was still uneasy. He felt that the disaster was so incredible. Not only her, but the students in the car to the teacher felt that this was like a rumor. Who would have imagined that a plane full of passengers could directly crash into the World Trade Building in New York. This kind of plot that only happened in the disaster movie actually happened. In life.
Every time there is a disaster, everyone will sigh with emotion that things are impermanent and cherish the people in front of them.
It didn’t take long for Ji Chengyang to start running for fame and fortune again. Those who can truly appreciate this sentence are ultimately only those who really lost their loved ones due to natural and man-made disasters... For Ji Yi at this time, Ji Chengyang was not in New York, and there was nothing. Security threats are enough. At that time, she couldn't think of a place that far away. At most, she wanted to muster the courage to let him know that she liked him, and even the idea of "being together" only dared to pass by, let alone the profound question of "cherishing the person in front of you". .
It was very late back to school.
Ji Yi carried the gift box, climbing the dormitory building layer by layer.
There was a problem with the elevator. She was the most miserable high school student who lived on the top floor at this time. The lights have been turned off at this time, and only the stairs and corridors have lights. As she walked, someone caught up behind her to help her move the box together. Ji Yi saw that it was Zhao Xiaoying.
"You came back so late?" Ji Yi was really surprised.
Zhao Xiaoying also applied for accommodation in her senior year in order to make up classes, which she knew.
"Well, I'm making papers," Zhao Xiaoying smiled, "I also helped you take notes."
Ji Yi said.
In fact, what she thought was that she had finished her senior year of high school a long time ago, and she didn't need any notes at all, but she turned to the language and it became: "Thank you, thank you, I will invite you to KFC tomorrow."
Zhao Xiaoying continued to say no. She was so polite since she was a child. Ji Yi directly explained that she would leave after school. The two climbed to the highest level and finally separated. She returned to the dormitory, put the box under the bed, and lay on the bed after simply washing her eyes, but Ji Chengyang closed her eyes. What she thought was his voice in English, speaking in Chinese.
As a result, after school the next day, her appointment with Zhao Xiaoying successfully joined Nuan Nuan and became a threesome.
After high school, Zhao Xiaoying rarely spends time with them, so Nuannuan always feels a little awkward and nothing to say when eating, but fortunately, she has a mobile phone and texting is enough.
"You really don't plan to learn Guzheng?" Ji Yi dipped the fries into the tomato sauce and stuffed it into Zhao Xiaoying's mouth.
The attached middle school attaches great importance to student training. As long as they are willing to learn, even if they have no foundation, they will be arranged to teach them free of charge by those who are willing to teach in the orchestra. Ji Yi also entered the attached middle school. Knowing the practice of providing free musical instruments and training halls, he deliberately set aside time every week to teach Zhao Xiaoying Guzheng during the first year of high school. Unfortunately, Zhao Xiaoying did not stick to it later.
"No more," Zhao Xiaoying was particularly embarrassed, "I have no talent, and I wasted a year to teach me. I am now full of college entrance examinations. I don't dare to think about anything else."
"Don't be too stressed," Nuannuan said casually, "be careful of the test."
…
Ji Yi feels that this eldest lady always likes to tell the truth, but she can always poke the weakness of others. In fact, most of the time she is unintentional, but everyone has grown up, who can truly listen without intention
Zhao Xiaoying lowered her head and drank Coke: "I always want to get into a good university, but I also feel that I definitely can't do it. I can't compare to you at all."
Ji Yi avoided this topic and urged Zhao Xiaoying to eat a hamburger.
When I went home on the weekend, Nuan Nuan waited for Ji Yi and Zhao Xiaoying to be together. Three people crowded in the back seat of the car. Nuan Nuan was talking on the phone. Ji Yi picked up her CD player and listened to it for a while. There was an English song that was very nice and indifferent. The tone makes people listen to it like seeing a picture: in the pure gray world, a gorgeous flower blooms.
She looked down at the song title on the CD player: Shape Of My Heart
"Does it sound good?" Nuan Nuan just finished the call and said with a smile, "My uncle watched a movie at home before going to New Zealand. This is the theme song. He watched it twice. He should like it, my uncle. It must be right to like it."
Ji Yi asked her pretendingly, "It's pretty good, what movie?"
"The Chinese name seems to be -" Nuannuan recalled, "This killer is not too cold. He said it was an old film that was more than nine years old."