Xia Yiyang dialed the phone to the airport almost immediately to inquire about the situation. Obviously, this time, no so-called miracle happened.
According to the airport staff, everyone on the flight to Hannan this afternoon was on board, and there were no refunds before boarding. Before I could ask again, the very busy receptionist there already apologized:
"Sir, I'm sorry, but the order at the airport is out of order right now. Many family members of the victims on the crashed passenger plane have come to the airport. Our staff has a lot of extra tasks temporarily. Can you please consult again tomorrow?"
After putting away his cell phone and seeing the confused and expectant eyes of the person next to him, Xia Yiyang's heart suddenly tightened. With a long sigh, he finally took the pale-faced little person tightly into his arms.
"Qianqian, I'm sorry."
Yuan Qian couldn't understand what he said, so she pushed him away suddenly, then stumbled up. Ignoring the people in the room, she ran straight out. There were about twenty people gathered in the teacher's dormitory.
The students all looked solemn at this moment. She was originally leaning on her boyfriend's arms. At this moment, she suddenly stood up and said, "President, I'm going to see Yuan Qian."
"Wait a minute." Xia Yiyang was stunned for a while, then stood up and said to the students behind him without looking back: "I'll go, you guys stay here."
For the first time, she felt that the night wind in the northwest was so cold to the bone. Yuan Qian kept running with her feet, and the cold wind blowing beside her made her ears freeze, making her tremble with ice. She somehow remembered it.
That night, the tall man came walking through the snow, took off the hat on his head, and put it on her little ears. She never told him that at that moment, she felt very sad in her heart.
It was very warm, even warmer than a big stove. She wanted to tell him now, but where was he and why didn't he show up?
As I ran around the playground, my memories gradually became vivid and bright, but my body was blown by the cold wind, making it very cold.
"Qianqian, stop." Someone ran to her side and tried to hold her arm to calm her down, but she didn't want to stop. Someone once said that when you are so tired that you can't breathe, you have no strength and heartache.
. But at this moment, Yuan Qian just felt that the person who said this was an idiot.
How...can it not hurt...
The more clearly you recall, the more the pain becomes a gangrene attached to your bones, engraved in your blood. Therefore, every moment you turn around or lift your feet becomes so difficult, like tearing away bones and devouring souls.
It touches your blood deeply.
It turns out that that person does not exist in her heart. How can she forget that the long and beautiful arc when he smiles is really, very beautiful. How can she forget that he has been out of bounds several times?
Save her in the darkness, in the bar, on the dark road, in the hospital, even at the dance, in the early morning when the morning light is shallow...
At this moment, even though the man was not in front of her, she could reappear his outline in her heart so clearly and clearly. Suddenly, she thought of the firm oath he made before he left. One day, I will
You give me my businessman’s surname! Oh, look, it’s more like a joke, more like a farce. The curtain of the drama fell, and from then on, he and she became truly unrelated people.
But, how could it be...how could it be that it had nothing to do with it? It wasn't a joke, it wasn't a farce, it wasn't a lie, it was a bright dream that she was obviously in love with but stubbornly refused to admit.
In fact, he was such a magnificent dream to her! Such a beauty, she didn't even have the courage to touch, possess, or expect extravagantly. He was such a calm and domineering man with a clear distinction between love and hate, but...
Having come all the way to such a barren place, even if she was transformed from an iron tree, she should have had some enlightenment. But she clearly knew his purpose, yet she still dealt with him so coquettishly, unwilling to let him leave.
Go one step further yourself.
Yuan Qian, you are so bad... your crime is unforgivable!
A cold wind poured into her pupils, blurring her vision and her heart. Her feet stumbled, and the next moment, Yuan Qian had fallen to the ground, and a red mark appeared on her chin.
Red marks. The road was full of mud, caused by melting snow. She pounced and made a mess of her clothes.
Xia Yiyang hurriedly ran to her side, "Qianqian, how are you? Let's go back, okay?"
Not dissing Yuan Qian's dirty look at the moment, Xia Yiyang lovingly hugged the stubborn little girl, "Qian Qian, if you want to cry, you can lean on my chest. If you want to hit someone and vent,
Then, I’m here too.”
It was such a nice thing to say, but Yuan Qian had no strength to respond. A burst of intense sadness surged through her body. At a moment that Xia Yiyang could not predict, a red five-paw mark appeared on her face. It was her
, given to myself. The crisp sound of 'pop' was invisible in the howling north wind, as if it had never existed, as if the scene just now had never happened.
Yuan Qian's eyes could not contain the sorrow in her heart, and finally, salty tears slipped down her cheeks, bit by bit, and filled everyone's heart.
Xia Yiyang suddenly felt a pain, and held the person in his arms tighter. He strode towards the dormitory building. He wanted to comfort him, but everyone knew that comfort at this time was not too much.
A bit bleak and weak, "Qianqian, Mr. Shang... Jiren has his own destiny. Maybe, maybe there is a slight possibility. Maybe he didn't get on the plane!"
The more he spoke, the more dry the tip of his tongue became. How could there be so many coincidences in this world? No one refunded the tickets and everyone boarded the plane. How stupid must he be to forcefully say such words to the airport staff?
Ignore it? Or maybe it's not him who wants to ignore it, but it's just because he's afraid that the little person in his arms won't be able to face such an ending, that's why he self-righteously wants to create a different dream for her.
People, sometimes, are really frighteningly fragile. Should we complain that fate is unpredictable?
Yuan Qian didn't speak, tears gurgled down from her empty eyes, and she was silent.
Xia Yiyang took out a set of clothes for Yuan Qian, rubbed her long hair, and asked her warmly: "Qianqian, do you want to take a bath? Your clothes are dirty, so you must change them."
Yuan Qian numbly took off the clothes in Xia Yiyang's hands, then got up and walked towards the bathroom. Her steps were a little frivolous. Xia Yiyang stepped forward to help her, but she avoided her politely.
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The rest of the students also returned to the dormitory one after another during this period, and they all crowded into Xia Yiyang's dormitory. The group of people chatted about Yuan Qian's situation. There is a law in this world called closeness and distance.
Farewell, so even if tonight they were shocked to learn that Shang Shuze was most likely to have died in the plane crash, most of the people would only feel sorry and sad about it, but they would not really suffer to any extent. As for Yuan Qian, everyone's feelings
My attitude was one of concern and love, and I wanted to comfort her as much as possible so that she wouldn't be too sad or in too much pain.
In the final analysis, Shang Shuze has only known this group of people for four days. Even if he has feelings, how deep can they be? But Yuan Qian is different. Because of Xia Yiyang's relationship, everyone already takes care of her, and besides, she is a
A strong and cute little girl is naturally more popular with everyone.
Xia Yiyang called out and rubbed his forehead. He felt that the amount of information he received this night was too great, and he didn't even have the extra energy to calm down. He stood up and walked towards the dormitory politely.
The standing student said: "Qianqian's mental condition is not very good right now. Let's go back to the dormitory to rest first. If there are too many people, it will easily irritate her."
Accustomed to obeying Xia Yiyang's instructions, the rest of the people didn't say much at this moment. After saying goodbye, they left one after another. Na Lan glanced at the direction of the bathroom uneasily, and sighed deep in his heart. Thinking of Shang Shuze staying here.
During those days, she was silent. Onlookers knew that perhaps even Yuan Qian herself didn’t know that she actually loved that man! But for some unknown reason, Yuan Qian closed her heart and subconsciously resisted others from crossing a safe distance.
Too close to her. However, if it is really unclear, then Na Lan at this moment deeply hopes that the best thing is that Yuan Qian never knows her feelings for that man in this life!
Some things, once missed, will last a lifetime. In fact, many people understand this truth, but just refuse to accept it. Nalan tightened her clothes a little tighter, and then slowly tightened her boyfriend's hand, so hard.
According to the original plan, everyone successfully completed their three trips to the countryside in the northwest in the next few days, but the feeling of suffocation permeating the team became stronger and stronger. Yuan Qian now looks normal, she does it every day
She gets up on time, rests on time, goes to class on time, and smiles tenderly when playing with the children.
"Sister Qian, this bouquet of flowers is for you. It was picked by Qiaoqiao." On the day he said goodbye to the local children, Xia Yiyang sang a song about "Friends", while Qiaoqiao walked through the heated venue and finally quietly
He came to Yuan Qian and handed her the bouquet of golden flowers in his hand, "Sister Qian, do you like it?"
Yuan Qian pinched the little girl's pink cheeks gently and responded with a smile: "It's so beautiful, sister likes it."
"No, that's not right, Sister Qian, you are not happy. If you are not happy, why are you still laughing?" Qiaoqiao was filled with joy at first when she heard this, and then her face drooped soon after, revealing Yuan Qian's thoughts to the point.
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Yuan Qian was slightly startled for a moment, her face was misty, and she was also in a trance. Qiao Qiao stood on tiptoes and patted her back, as if she wanted to comfort her in this way.
At some point, Yuan Qian took a sip of the elegant fragrance of the unknown flower. Yuan Qian held Qiaoqiao tightly in her arms and said in a soft voice, "Silly girl, my sister is really happy. Look, Qiaoqiao gave you such a beautiful gift."