Together Forever

Chapter 66: At the end of my life, I have been looking at it all the year round

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June of this year is the crazy month of the European Cup.

She was the only one sitting in the studio, and the show was about to begin, but the other one hadn't come yet.

Tong Yan held his head, and was a little tired because he hadn't slept all night, he flipped through the stack of manuscripts in his hand. While drinking soy milk in the headset, the broadcaster greeted her a little angrily: "It's seven o'clock in five minutes. If Mai Ming is late, you will report the traffic on the spot first." She raised her left hand and made an ok gesture.

When there were only two minutes left, someone patted her on the shoulder. It was the late partner. "It's so dangerous." The partner sat down on her shoulders, took two deep breaths, and cleared his throat.

"You still apply to switch to the evening show." Tong Yan handed him the headset.

"Why are your eyes so red?" The other party took the headset.

"Yesterday was my grandma's death day, and I couldn't sleep." She finished quickly, making a silent gesture.

Two hours of live broadcast, constantly reporting traffic and chatting with each other. Mai Ming loves football, especially the hard-core fans of the German team, and the topic naturally goes there. Tong Yan didn't quite understand, he just talked casually and let him guide the audience's emotions.

During the one-and-a-half hour live broadcast, he spoke dryly, and the audience called the program for the remaining half an hour and threw it to her.

Most of these programs are interactive text messages. There is only one day each month for telephone interaction, which is answered by her and the specially invited traffic police.

"Xiao Ke, I am an old listener of the traffic station. I have been listening to your morning live broadcasts and evening shows." Mai Ming was not surprised, and couldn't help but say "old fans" with his mouth. Tong Yan grimaced and said to the enthusiastic listener who was still confessing, "Thank you."

Originally it was a topic discussion about the new road policy. Unexpectedly, the listener hung up the phone consciously after saying "how much I liked it". This time even the specially invited traffic police captain was amused.

With almost five minutes to go, she warned the people around her to drink water with a serious expression. Mai Mingcai finally refreshed his spirit and took over the interactive work with a pure and magnetic voice: "Hello."

"Hello."

The voice is deep and gentle, with a texture.

She was stunned when she heard it.

She couldn't forget such a voice.

She hadn't heard it for so long, but she still remembered it clearly.

"You; Can you hear me?" Tong Yan hesitated and asked him.

"Can."

It is Gu Pingsheng.

She sat there, never uttering a second sentence. The partner around me was a little inexplicable because of her robbing, but she was not ready to continue speaking, and immediately connected the dialogue professionally: "Today our theme is Xicheng District;"

Suddenly, the phone connection beeps.

It should be that the signal is not good and the line is disconnected.

This situation often occurs. The partner just laughed and ridiculed the audience. The audience heard the voice of the popular idol Xiao Ke and hung up nervously. After speaking, I started to connect to the next call.

When the show was over, everyone, including the traffic police captain, took off their headphones and got up to move their bodies. Tong Yan still sat in his original position and lost his soul. The director reminded her that it was over, and turned around and scolded the guy who was almost late to watch the ball. Tong Yan put away the earphones and put them aside.

Go to the door, hold the handrail, and push it away.

Walking out, I was met by a colleague who came over and said with a smile: "Tonight—"

When the words over there were just spoken, Tong Yan immediately turned around and went back, and slammed into the door with a bang.

"Li Xing, give me the phone number of the listener just now," she pulled a person, suddenly anxious like something, that person was a little stupid: "Wait, let me check which one do you want?"

"It's the one who only said one thing and immediately disconnected."

The person who looked up said oh, and smiled and asked, "Who, is it an old acquaintance? So anxious." As he said, he copied it down on the sticky note and handed it to her.

Still wanting to gossip, Tong Yan already took the paper and ran away.

She found an empty small glass room, locked herself in it, stared at the string of numbers on the note paper, but suddenly began to hesitate whether to dial the phone.

In the middle of the night when her grandma passed away two years ago, she was so sad that she was about to die, and finally couldn't help dialing his phone number, only to find out that he had changed his contact information. Later, she also changed her number and address, and never tried to find him again. No matter what twists and turns she encountered in her first job, she sat idly by the road in the middle of the night, or her father died after her grandmother died. At the time of enlightenment, she never tried to find Gu Pingsheng again.

There are always many twists and turns, and when you are desperate this second, you never know what will happen in the next second. She didn't want to say too much if, the change of her father was in exchange for the death of her grandma, which was the long-lost hope in the cruel life. So she would never think that if she knew that there would be such a change, she would never be separated.

But I always remember, more or less.

When passing by, think of him on a special day.

She closed the shutters of the glass room, entered the number, and made the call.

The phone was quickly answered: "Hello."

"I am Tong Yan."

There was a long silence at both ends. This is the first time that two people have talked on the phone in the true sense. In the past few years, she has received hundreds of calls from internship to broadcasting. She has never been so nervous and dare not even breathe.

"I just heard your show." He finally said.

"I know;;" she repeated, "I know."

"I only remember your teenage voice, it changed a lot," he paused and said, "but I can tell it's you."

The tone of his speech really hasn't changed.

It seems that the two people weren't separated for a long time, but they said goodbye and said goodbye yesterday.

"I have a lot to say to you." Her voice suddenly choked up.

He laughed: "I'm listening."

"A lot of words, a lot;" There were warm tears coming out of her eyes, but she didn't know how to say it.

"I am on the airport expressway now. If Beijing is still stuck in traffic like in the past, it will take 30 minutes to get to the city and tell me your address." He is still smiling, with a gentle voice, "I have two days of itinerary here, if If it is not enough for you to finish all the words, you can apply for annual leave. If you still feel that there is not enough time, you may need to apply for a transfer back to the China office and listen to you slowly."

His words came from the phone without interruption.

She cried and laughed, and finally she squatted down when she lost her strength, pressed her phone tightly to her left cheek, trying to listen to every word he said, such a clear voice, and he could hear all the words he said. .

She couldn't ask anything.

Gu Pingsheng, why did you suddenly appear, why did you hear my show, why did you call the hotline number? Why;; Can finally hear what I said, and hear every word clearly without any obstacles? She really couldn't say, even a single word.

"Words?"

She choked, humming.

"Listen to me, send me your address, and then wait for me to find you."

She hummed again, still crying, until the phone was completely disconnected.

The address was sent, and he asked him uneasy: Is the driver an old driver? Know this place

Gu Pingsheng's text message came back quickly: the driver said that anyone who drives in Beijing will know this address. TK

Familiar tone, and familiar signature.

In this not very special morning, she suddenly returned to her life. Tong Yan stared at the line of words, reading it over and over again. Until she heard someone knocking on the glass door, she finally understood that she had occupied the conference room for a long time, and the moment the door was pushed open, someone smiled and said, "The meeting is about to come—"

The sound stopped abruptly.

The three or four colleagues standing at the door were a little stupid. Tong Yan's image at this time was really not very good. He was obviously too crying to lose his makeup, but his eyes were full of laughter.

"Sorry, sorry," she kept apologizing, "forgot, you are going to have a meeting."

Then, in a shocking silence, he ran away quickly.

Gu Pingsheng's car came from the airport. She even knew all the routes he could take, but she could only wait here. Because he told her: wait for me to find you.

She only had time to rush to the bathroom, wash away all the melted make-up, napkins, and carefully wipe clean from the corner of her eyes. In the yellow light, there is no decoration in the mirror.

It's like her first acquaintance.

She couldn't wait one more second, and went straight to the hall downstairs.

There is a sofa to rest here, sitting and waiting to go to various departments for interviews, or today to be the star support group for the show, she has been recognized since she walked out of the elevator. Someone was communicating in a low voice. Several young girls had already raised their mobile phones and secretly recorded this DJ who had been talking to her idol.

Tong Yan can no longer see these.

She just stood in front of the glass near the revolving door, looking at all possible parking places.

He said, "I have a two-day itinerary here. If it is not enough for you to finish everything, you can apply for annual leave." He also said, "If you still feel that there is not enough time, you may need to apply for transfer back to the China office and listen to you slowly. ."

So, you are still alone, right

After such a long time, she thought he had left herself, and she should need someone to take care of him by her side. She even prayed, God, you must find a person for Gu Pingsheng who is ten times stronger than Tong Yan, take care of him, cook him, and wash his clothes. When he was ill, he stayed at every step, and appeared anywhere when he needed it.

That person must have a very happy and wealthy family.

That person must love him deeply.

But, now, she knew that he might be alone.

Suddenly, I was grateful that my prayers did not come true.

Many cars stopped and drove away, but he never showed up.

It’s only forty minutes’ drive from the airport, and now it’s been one hour and forty minutes. Holding her phone, she started to feel a little nervous, and suddenly there was a loud shout behind her. She looked back and saw that it was the star who came to the column activity today. Because of the appearance of that star, all the passages were instantly crowded with people.

The phone shook suddenly, and she looked down:

There are so many people here, I can't get in for the time being. TK

Tong Yan turned around abruptly, and saw him in front of him through a glass wall two to three meters high. With only this piece of glass, Gu Pingsheng stood at the side of the glass, with a white suit jacket over his arm, wearing a soft and elegant white shirt and beige casual trousers. The shirt cuffs were rolled up, and the tattoo was faintly visible.

Nothing has changed.

Including him looking at himself and calling his name: Yanyan.

Through the glass, Tong Yan was squeezed by a large crowd of people rushing out. There was only one revolving door, and she couldn't make it through. But Gu Pingsheng was looking at her from the other side of the glass. She pressed her hands on the glass, and she was suddenly afraid that he would walk away. She lip-synched and said to him eagerly, "Listen to me, Gu Pingsheng," she stopped. I stopped, exhausted all my courage, and told him, "I need you back."

Except for Gu Pingsheng, no one can understand what she is saying in a silent environment.

She just used her mouth to tell him: she still wants to continue to love him.

Gu Pingsheng held the glass with one hand, slowly approached the glass, looked at her eyes, and answered her: "I never left."

He was afraid that she would not understand, so he repeated it three or four times quietly.

I never left.

I never left.

Tong Yan finally rushed out of the crowd and ran out of the building: "I saw it, I saw it," she was smiling desperately, but her eyes were sour, "Gu Pingsheng, I love you. Sorry, sorry, but I I still love you, I don’t want you to work so hard, I don’t want you to work overtime all the time, I don’t want you to be dragged down by me, I don’t want all of your students to know that there is a gambler in my teacher’s home, and I don’t want you to be so good; "

She can't say anymore, her fragility back then, fragility at twenty.

She walked over, stretched out her hand, and touched his face, already crying in confusion: "But I still love you, even dreaming, I dare not dream of you."

She couldn't believe that the person in front of her really forgave herself. Without any questioning, any indifference, so easily forgot so many things she had said, and forgot the separation for so long.

"Stop crying, okay?" Gu Pingsheng looked down at her, the hair on his forehead slipped softly, half covering his eyes, just letting her touch her face repeatedly.

When her legs were weak in crying, she finally reached out and hugged her, just outside the turnstile of the building, deeply taking all her breath away. The hard tip of the nose brushed her nose. He turned his head and continued to deepen the kiss. The heartbeats of the two people were mixed and entangled. No one wanted to let anyone go.

From the beginning of being sensible, he and she began to learn to take care of too many things, control their emotions, suppress their desires, give up the lovers they had, and accept unfair destiny.

They have learned to perfect everyone, but no one truly perfects them.

Gu Ping held her in his arms and exhausted all his strength to support the weight of her body. For the first time in this life, he felt that his eyes were really sour, and even began to blur his vision.

This girl, the only girl he loved so much, finally won't go away.

Even when I look back, the thorns are densely covered, and even when I was born, fate is harsh.

After all, the years have treated them kindly.