The last time Ji Yi returned to the attached middle school was when he took a group photo in his senior year.
On both sides of the wide aisle at the main entrance of the attached high school, there are seven or eight big red lists posted with everyone’s name and the school they have passed. The upper part is Peking University and Tsinghua University, which is always the first place, Peking University occupies two columns, and then Tsinghua University’s two columns. It turned out that Sicheng, a classmate of the experimental class, was in these four columns. Then followed by China Foreign Affairs University, Renmin University, Beiwai University, Fudan Jiaotong University, Nankai University of Science and Technology...
There are not many people in Beiwai, her name is the first. She finally got her wish.
Ten years later, she returned to the attached high school again and found that many Hong Kong universities and foreign universities were written on the big red list, which was listed before Tsinghua University and Peking University. At that time, she suddenly awakened, not only in society, but also in the direction of the college entrance examination as a student. After ten years, the scope of spreading her wings became wider.
Ten years before her college entrance examination, in Ji Chengyang's time, going abroad to study undergraduate was still a wonderful thing.
Ten years after her college entrance examination, it seems that the major domestic universities are not so valuable.
Many students in the experimental class saw her walking by and forced her to take pictures with everyone. Ji Ji's position is also very delicate, with the former squad leader on the left and Ji Nuannuan on the right. After the camera teacher took two pictures in a row, he asked everyone to disband and switch to another class. Ji Yi looked at the monitor and laughed: "I didn't pay attention to the list just now... Did you go to Tsinghua University? Or Peking University?"
"Military academy," the squad leader felt embarrassed and touched his head, "I went to the military academy. I enrolled that batch in advance."
"Military school?" This is strange.
The monitor continued to laugh, asked her to wait there, and then ran to the flowerbed to fetch the classmates, and handed it to her: "You are the only one left," the monitor said, turning to the page written by Nuan Nuan. Knowing that you two have a good relationship, this page is specially empty for you." Nuannuan also smiled: "Yes, he specially left this page for you."
Ji Yi is really more awkward than these two former boy and girl friends, but these two are calm...
She wrote a blessing carefully, thought about it, and added a line: "I used to be a large squad leader, but the military academy was in charge of men and women. You will be bachelor for four years in college~" The squad leader laughed, took the notebook, and he sighed. Looking at the back of Nuan Nuan talking to other classmates, she suddenly said to her: "I have seen her boyfriend several times... I can't say, you'd better persuade her, I think she has a bright future and should find a better one. "When the squad leader laughed, there would be dimples on his face, but he laughed at this time, only raising the corners of his mouth.
Ji Yi coughed, she was vague, and agreed.
If you can say things like breaking up, the two people will system the grid at the same time, and it will be fine if they don't feel each other. Unfortunately, there are always people walking and returning to the place. If it was Ji Chengyang, she was holding the pen, and she would not have thought that he would not keep his promise, and she would not believe that she would like other men.
The sun in midsummer was very hot and hot, and it made her arms hurt...
She plugged the classmate back to the monitor, blocking the daylight with her hand, and said goodbye to him: "I'm leaving now. Our class is going to take pictures at the flower bed. Come on. When the military academy comes out, it will be Commander Xu. If you go to Peking University to study The specially recruited graduate student is Battalion Xu.” She still remembered that when even the teacher outside the school gate was scared and dared not to stop, only the Supervisor Xu ran out and pulled her and Zhao Xiaoying out of the circle of violence.
Goodbye to those endless exam papers, and close old classmates who study early and evening self-study.
Ji Chengyang seemed to be very afraid that she would not be able to adapt to university life immediately, so he made an appointment with her one late night before the start of school and spent two hours on a long distance overseas trip. Because it was late at night, the two of them were quiet around. Ji Yi was afraid of being heard by the nanny outside the door who often got up at night, so he covered his head under the air-conditioning quilt and listened to him in a low voice.
"When you first arrive at university, you should have a good relationship with the students in your dormitory. People from different places come from different places. Their living habits will always be different. You will gradually get used to it," Ji Chengyang sounded like an endorsement. With a trace of exhaustion, tell her, "I don’t use too much luggage, which is inconvenient. If you don’t want to go home often, just leave the clothes you don’t need in the summer at my house. When I leave, I put out an empty closet for you. ."
"Yeah." Ji Yi lay on his back, with his knees against the air-conditioning blanket covering him, pushing out a small space.
She pressed the thin quilt from time to time, and pressed the cord of the telephone receiver with her hand.
"Sisi?"
"Um?"
"Sleepy?"
"No," she said softly, "I'm listening to you."
She likes to listen to him.
It doesn't matter what he said, as long as what he said was good, so she didn't want to interrupt Ji Chengyang.
On this end of the phone line, Ji Chengyang could hear her fingers rubbing the phone receiver, and she chuckled, embarrassedly telling him "I'm listening to you." She expressed her feelings too implicitly, she wouldn't be like Nuan Nuan picking up the phone and saying, "I miss you, uncle, come back soon", but his EQ is not low, and he can clearly hear the miss in this simple sentence.
He lay on his back on the bed in the humble hotel, looking at the low ceiling.
He slept on the floor for more than a month, and finally got a chance to sleep on the bed. He specifically asked for this phone call late at night.
On this night in the motherland, a young heart was beating violently for him. This thought could even make him temporarily forget everything he had seen in the day. The bodies of the children in the hospital who were burned by the incendiary bomb were so hideous. Terrible scars, a whole face with indistinguishable features, burned blind eyes...
Ji Chengyang covered his face with his arm, and realized that his eyes were a little moist.
As a reporter, he has always asked himself not to express personal emotions in interviews and reports. He needs to capture the feelings of the interviewees in the most true manner, instead of influencing them with his pity. But now, in this dark room, listening to the voice he missed most deep in his heart, he suddenly moved his emotions.
"Are you asleep?" Ji Yi asked cautiously, as if afraid to wake him up.
"Somewhat sleepy." His mood fluctuates a little, and he doesn't want to affect her sleep tonight.
"Then you go to bed," Ji Yi's voice became softer, "Anyway, I've always been worried about being heard by the nanny." She was giving him more reason to hang up, and thoughtfully said that she wanted to hang up too. Reason.
He pushed the boat along and said good night to her.
Putting the phone receiver back on the phone, Ji Chengyang's mood gradually stabilized.
He began to recall the interview during the day when the four or five-year-old girl told him that she was burned because she wanted to pick up something thrown on the plane. He was very surprised at the time and asked the little girl why she would pick up items that were dropped by airplanes. The little girl told him as expected: "In the past, food would be dropped by airplanes."
Ji Chengyang suddenly.
In the past, Western countries occasionally invested in supplies and food.
And now, after the war began, the airdrops were bombs. But the poor still reported hope, treating the airdropped destructive items as food parcels...
He is going back home.
There will be at most one month left.
In the first month of university, it was like what Ji Chengyang said, because he was not used to being too novel, and there were all kinds of unspeakable feelings, because the world was suddenly opened, and it became a little messy. However, Ji Yi High School has always lived on campus, and he quickly integrated into the environment because he had to adapt to a new way of teaching, to adapt to the sudden emergence of public classes, and various lectures for freshmen. Time began to flow quickly. severe.
The desk calendar on her desk quickly turned a page.
During the National Day Week in October, Ji Chengyang came back.
He chose to come back at this time because he wanted to prevent her from being distracted in class, but correspondingly, he had to adapt to the terrible flow of people during the National Day holiday. When she arrived at the airport, it happened to be the highest peak time in the afternoon. She could hardly find a foothold at the pick-up gate. She simply stopped squeezing the open space by the aisle with those people. She looked up at the prompt sign and waited for the plane to land. .
Time has become very slow, extremely slow.
On the dial of the watch on my wrist, even the second hand moved anxiously.
The plane has landed.
She called his cell phone, but no one answered.
Should be with colleagues? Still carrying luggage and not paying attention to the phone in your pocket? Standing next to the huge pillar, Ji Yi slowly measured the length of the ground of the airport with his feet step by step.
At each step, the heel is pressed against the toe, so this rotation kills time.
A large crowd of people walked out and arrived in four planes one after another. The passengers all walked out almost at the same time. She looked around for a while, but couldn't see the layers of faces in the crowd. She lowered her head and continued to make calls.
"Ji Chengyang, what are you doing? Don't take a taxi?" Suddenly someone shouted in the distance.
She turned her head violently, but saw the person close at hand.
The completely unexpected appearance made her waiting anxious instantly turn into tension.
The heart was beating.
Ji Chengyang, still wearing a black coat and trousers, stood in front of her refreshingly, his expression flashed with helplessness, apparently trying to surprise Ji Yi, but was taken apart by an unsuspecting colleague. He turned his head and waved to his colleague: "You go take a taxi first, don't wait for me." The colleague looked gossiping here, at the girl who was blocked by Ji Chengyang for the most part, and suddenly laughed: "Good, don't Sheng, newly married, you continue, I'm leaving."
The man took his luggage and left.
Ji Yi was even more embarrassed by the sentence "Little Don't Win".
She was holding her phone, standing there, watching him turn her head, watching him stand in front of her intact. Looking at Ji Chengyang, she felt that the people who filled the entire airport lobby had become his background. He was like the hot sun in midsummer that made people dare not look directly at him, making the noise of those behind him dimmed.
Ji Chengyang put his suitcase on one side of his body. He smiled and stretched out his arms directly to her. Ji Yi didn't hesitate anymore. He took two steps quickly and threw himself into his arms. His face was buried in his black shirt that smelled of unfamiliar dust from the long journey, buried deep on his chest, and hugged his waist.
Soon, she was completely surrounded by his arms in the most solid embrace: "I just walked out of the exit and saw you at a glance. Sisi, you are very beautiful today."
This is... the first time he expressed his admiration for her.
When he walked out of the exit with his luggage, he saw the girl in the dark green dress lowering his head anxiously making the phone call. A large swath of rich green color drifted slightly with her footsteps. This silhouette that he couldn't look away at a glance, dreaming of his soul, is the truth that Ji Chengyang made himself fall asleep in countless artillery fires day and night. reason.