Ji Chengyang got up like this and brought the attention of all these people in the conference room together. Everyone followed Ji Chengyang to see the little girl standing at the door, and at first glance was the intern who had just joined the society.
"What's the matter, Cheng Yang?" It was the man in the suit and leather shoes sitting in the middle of the conference table, looking at Ji Yi with an interesting look, as if he had thought of something, his expression became more and more weird.
Including the foreign female reporter, also think of something.
…
Ji Yi lost consciousness the moment he saw him.
Holding the edge of the door tightly with his hand, he couldn't help but squeeze it tightly. The heart went from ecstasy, relief, to a momentary depression, completely crushing the last gleam of hope and falling into the abyss. She finally understood that everything is not a lie, it is her own self-deception...
The mood changes too fast, and her eyes are fluctuating.
He is alive, looks good, good...
She looked away.
Ji Chengyang turned his back to the floor-to-ceiling glass window and turned his back to the warm winter sun, but he looked at her deeply.
"Uncle Xiao Ji," she whispered, and said the lines that had been rehearsing for a long time, "we... haven't seen you for a long time."
how long
From May 2003 to the present of 2007, today, it happens to be four years, seven months and seven days.
Ji Chengyang was silent for two or three seconds, his voice somewhat depressed: "Four years and seven months, zero and seven days."
Everyone's expressions changed a little, and they were shocked when Ji Chengyang said the exact number of days. But everyone just continued to maintain their own weird guesses. Only the newspaper editor-in-chief Shen Yu had the simplest expression. He really thought she was Ji Chengyang's niece, and immediately laughed, and began to introduce Ji Yi to the new suit and leather shoes. Liu Kaifeng, the executive editor... And Amanda, a special foreign journalist for the newspaper.
When he turned his gaze back to Ji Chengyang, he didn't have a name: "You little Uncle Ji, you don't need to introduce me. Like those two, they have experienced the Iraq War and just returned to China."
"Well, I know... They are all heroes among reporters." Ji Yi replied.
She found that her throat started to hurt, with a burning sensation from her chest to her throat. It was very difficult to say every word: "I came in to ask for leave. I have something to do at school in the afternoon and I want to go back first."
"Ask for leave?" Shen Yu waved his hand generously, "Come on, interns don't need to clock in to work, but their studies are more important." The editor-in-chief usually protects his subordinates and is compassionate. Now he knows that he is the niece of his old classmate Ji Chengyang. Be more eccentric, without saying anything, and directly leapfrogged Ji Yi's falsehood.
From beginning to end, she leaned against the door, and did not step into the meeting room for half a step.
Ji Chengyang watched her leave, watched the door closed again, and slowly sat down again.
He suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.
The memory was all out, too turbulent, even this second, he could still clearly remember that very hot summer night in 1997, in order to comfort a little girl who had just cried into tears because she had not seen her parents, he took her Saw a representative work of a Hong Kong star in the cinema of the compound. The empty movie theater and the timid eyes of the little girl are recorded in the era when there was no love, no war, and no life or death...
Today, ten years have passed.
Except for the two parties, no one knows what has gone through each other in the past ten years, and what is separated between the two now.
The silence of the person concerned cannot dispel the curiosity of this room friend.
Liu Kaifeng loosened his tie and put his hand on the armrest of Ji Chengyang's seat. He asked him incredulously: "If I remember correctly, before we went to Iraq, when we were in Beijing, I was in Beijing. Isn’t she the female student photographed outside? Didn’t you say that she is your girlfriend?"
Amanda laughed: "Tell me, is the picture you took a profile face?"
Liu Kaifeng puzzled: "Have you seen it?"
"I have seen it, on Yang's computer," Amanda said directly, "it is the computer desktop."
"Girlfriend? Didn't they call you uncle?" The editor also felt that this matter was really a turning point.
These people are all engaged in journalism themselves, and they are knowledgeable, but this does not prevent them from caring about this man's private life.
With an adult's sense of smell, Ji Chengyang stood up in shock at the moment when the girl opened the door, and he should know that there is a story behind this, a very story. The three people exchanged enthusiastically, and the senior reporter responsible for bringing Ji Yi was completely shocked by the fact that everyone deduced: Ji Chengyang, Ji Chengyang, who has been well-known in the industry for a long time, and the interns in his group were men and women. The relationship of friends
Before Ji Yi opened the door, this conference room was discussing the current professional ethics of practitioners in the media industry. After she left, the topic unexpectedly and harmoniously turned to Ji Chengyang's personal emotional session.
Only Ji Chengyang never paid attention to any further questions. He kept secret about everything about Ji Yi.
Ji Yi strolled on the way to the academy for several hours unconsciously.
Ji Chengyang's voice and the appearance of standing behind the white conference table, his eyes are always hovering in her mind. Although it has passed, she took the bus for more than an hour, far away from the newspaper office, still a little bit ungrateful, resisting this fact with hindsight.
She especially wanted to make a call to bystanders who knew more or less about the relationship.
But after thinking about it, no one can say that none of the friends in the former compound still keep in touch, including Ji Nuannuan. More than three years ago, when she came back from Hong Kong, even the family members would talk about the marriage of the Ji family's youngest son during small chats. Although Grandpa Ji didn't appreciate the sudden battlefield wedding, it was still a happy event for the Ji family after all.
At that time, she often had the illusion that the love between herself and Ji Chengyang was not true.
Now picking up the phone, wanting to talk, this illusion is back again.
She returned to the dormitory, just in time for dinner.
When I wanted to go to the cafeteria to eat, Lu Ying, my undergraduate classmate, suddenly arrived and said he wanted to have a potluck together. When the two of them left, they took a girl from Ji Yi's dormitory several times. When they arrived, they found that it was a seafood restaurant. .
Ji Yi entered the private room and found that there were four tables of people. It turned out that it was Lu Ying's boyfriend's birthday, so he invited them to dinner. She and the girls in the same dormitory looked at such a stranger in the room, embarrassed, and stared at each other, trying to escape. "Lu Ying’s college classmates? You’re welcome, please sit down," Shou Xing is still a PhD student, speaking very studentlike, "I asked her to bring two more people. Anyway, four tables are reserved. Sit up and you can't finish eating."
Still hesitating, Lu Ying sat down with her shoulders on her shoulders, whispering to persuade her: "My boyfriend is not an outsider on his birthday, what are you afraid of? Regardless of them, eat delicious food, I'm taking you two students Come out for the tooth sacrifice."
"Don't worry about it," the girl in the same dormitory also said with a smile, "We are poor students who are responsible for collecting heads."
"Don't worry, he didn't invite social messengers. They were all from the eight universities on Xueyuan Road. Sit down quickly, Ji Yi."
She couldn't refuse, so she could only sit down, embarrassed to smile at the birthday star: "Happy birthday."
Scallops, razor clams, etc. have been served plate by plate, and it is not a high-end restaurant. Under the rendering of noisy, vegetable fragrance and bottles of dark green beer bottles, she slowly wakes up from the cascading memories.
A glass of bubbling beer appeared in front of her.
The person who pours the wine does not know him.
"What are you doing?" Lu Ying was anxious when he saw it.
"Your junior sister?" the person in charge of pouring at the table asked cheerfully.
"my classmate."
"No, I look much younger than you."
"She is younger than me, just in her early twenties." Lu Ying wanted to change the glass in front of Ji Yi, but Ji Yi held it down.
Ji Yi looked at the cup in front of him.
Hold it with your hand, as if someone who is extremely thirsty suddenly encounters water, no matter what, pick it up and drink it.
A full glass of beer, a clean drink in a few seconds.
The people at the table were stunned, and someone burst out immediately.
In northern cities, there are a lot of girls who can drink, and people like Ji Yi are not uncommon. They didn't think there was anything wrong with this girl. They just watched her come in without saying a word, and she was quite relaxed at the critical moment.
It's really uncomfortable to eat cold beer in the winter.
She took one out of the stack of tissues on the turntable, lowered her head and wiped the corners of her mouth, raised her head, her eyes bright as if she had been choked by wine. "Hurry up and eat vegetables." Lu Ying was busy picking up vegetables for her, seeing that her eyes were not right.
She didn't remember how much she drank that night. This was definitely the first time she touched alcohol when she was drunk as a child. The category of wine is different, but the effect is the same, that is, you will lose your memory completely when you are drunk. She has no impression of how she got back to school, how she got into the four-story dormitory building, and how she was thrown into the bed where she needed to climb an escalator.
At four o'clock in the morning, the abdominal pain was severe.
She bit her lip and slowly climbed down the escalator. Before she could find slippers, she saw a figure squatting on the ground, motionless, like a ghost...
My heart is empty.
She let go abruptly and knocked her leg on the chair behind her.
"It's me..." The weak voice was obviously the girl who came back from dinner with her, "You woke up..."
"What's the matter with you?" She bent down, clutching her leg and asked.
"My stomach hurts... It hurts me so much, I don't have the strength to climb the escalator to bed, so I squatted on the ground for a while."
She breathed a sigh of relief: "I also have a stomachache."
"It's not a problem with seafood, right? You eat less, but I eat a lot, and I have gone to the toilet three times."
The two dared not speak loudly, fearing to wake the other four sleeping in the dormitory, so they exchanged a few words quietly. After the two people went to and fro the bathroom several times in pain, they finally came to a conclusion that it was indeed food poisoning. The girl quickly called her boyfriend and asked him to take two people to the hospital.
So she felt the darkness, wrapped in a down jacket and scarf, and went downstairs with her roommate.
At five o'clock in the morning in winter, the sky outside was so dark that it could completely swallow all the buildings near and far.
Ji Yi pulled the scarf to his nose, went down four floors with difficulty, and walked to the door of the dormitory building. When he wanted to go out, he was grabbed by the people around him: "Don't talk."
She was stunned, looking at her classmates blankly.
The classmate leaned over her face and whispered softly: "Look at the man at the door."
While raising her head, she took a half step backward and bumped into her classmate.
In the shelter at the entrance of the dormitory building, a tall man stood there with a flickering spark beside him, as if he was smoking a cigarette. There was a dusty lamp, illuminating his profile.
"Really know?" The female classmate whispered to her like a thief, "When Lu Ying and I got you back last night, this person wanted to take you away and frightened both of us. I thought it was a satyr. But... he doesn't look like a satyr... "
She looked at him without blinking, without saying a word.
"Then you cried with a wow, crying so aggrieved, not letting him get close to you... Then I felt wrong, I thought you should know him, so I didn't call my aunt to call the guard." A boy riding a bicycle against the wind, came here with difficulty, and his classmates complained softly: "It's stupid, you still ride a bicycle in this weather..." She glanced at Ji Yi, "What do you do?"
Ji Yi lowered his head: "I won't go to the hospital anymore. You can prescribe an extra medicine and bring it back for me."
"Huh? Someone sees the doctor? You dare."
She looked at the people around her pleadingly.
The classmate hesitated, thinking of the scene last night, nodded, and agreed.
The girl pushed open the glass door and passed by Ji Chengyang, pretending that she didn't know anything. She quickly got on her boyfriend's bicycle and disappeared into the dark night.
The sound of wind in the cold winter is in my ears.
She stood at the corner of the stairs, looking at the people outside the glass door. At such a distance of ten steps, he could even see how he took out the cigarette from his pants pocket and lit it, but only spent very little time, letting the cigarette burn to the end in a little bit between his fingers.
I don’t know how long it took. A girl came out on the first floor and saw Ji Yi in the corner. She wailed in shock, clutching her chest and complaining, “It’s midnight, it’s terrifying.”
Ji Yi hurriedly lowered his head, turned around, and went upstairs.