At noon, Zhao Yang and Zhang Xinlan found a restaurant near Kyoto Normal University and had a meal together. During the dinner at the literature hall, the two chatted like friends they had not seen for a long time, and did not mention the previous meeting at all. Don't talk about the past anymore.
Zhang Xinlan's mood seemed to have recovered, but there was always a faint sadness lingering in her eyes. Although Zhao Yang noticed it, what else could he say? He could only avoid topics that would make Zhang Xinlan sad. .
"By the way Xinlan, you are now a senior. Have you thought about where you are going to work after graduation?" Zhao Yang asked, chatting with Zhang Xinlan like a friend about future work, prospects, and the future...
"Yes, time flies so fast. Before I knew it, I was already a senior in college. I will officially graduate from school next summer." Zhang Xinlan was in a daze, lamenting that time flies by so easily.
After pondering for a while, Zhang Xinlan said slowly: "Probably, I will go back to City H to work. Then I may become a teacher in a middle school. You know, I have always wanted to be a teacher. "
"Well!" Zhao Yang nodded, "It's good to be a teacher. I think you will be a very good teacher in the future."
"Haha." Zhang Xinlan smiled, gently shook the juice in the cup, looked up at Zhao Yang, and asked: "Zhao Yang, what about you? What will happen to you in the future? Do you have any plans?"
"I?"
"hehe……"
Zhao Yang smiled, his eyes became deep and thoughtful for a while, and then he said with a smile on his lips: "If possible, I hope that my future life can be as ordinary as now. I hope that I can get married like ordinary people. Give birth and live quietly..."
Hearing Zhao Yang's words, Zhang Xinlan couldn't help but smile softly and said: "Zhao Yang, does your thinking like this mean you are hiding in the city?"
"Haha, maybe! But such an ordinary life is indeed what I like and want at the moment. I am already tired of the ups and downs, the vigorousness, etc., and now what I pursue is just a plain, quiet and peaceful life. It’s just life.”
Zhao Yang said calmly.
Zhang Xinlan listened, although she was confused about what Zhao Yang said, but she didn't ask any more questions. She understood that this was Zhao Yang's secret.
"Haha. When I heard you say that, I couldn't help but yearn for it. Thinking about the days to come, I would go to the classroom to teach students every day, raise a few pots of flowers and plants in my spare time, and sit on a deck chair under the sun with a book in my hands. Go up. Bask in the warm sunshine and read a book. During the holidays, I go out to travel and walk around... Thinking about it, this kind of life is actually quite pleasant."
Zhang Xinlan said with longing on her face.
"Haha, yes. Life is long, unpredictable, and there are too many irresistible things. You still have to cherish the time in front of you and enjoy life." Zhao Yang smiled.
The conversation between the two people was no longer as impassioned, full of vigor and energy as ordinary young people. Instead, it was as warm and calm as a glass of warm water.
After lunch, the two went to a nearby coffee shop. They each ordered a cup of coffee and continued to sit and chat. After that, the two walked side by side on the campus.
Zhao Yang and Zhang Xinlan both seemed to cherish this rare reunion. They enjoyed the light tranquility and warmth. Although they both knew that this feeling would not last long and would soon disappear between them. But It left a short-lasting memory. But the two of them obviously didn't think much about anything else. They just completely relaxed and enjoyed this short moment. Immersed in it...
As the time gradually approached evening, Liang Jing called and asked when Zhao Yang would go back and if he would like her to drive over to Kyoto Normal University to pick him up now.
After receiving a call from Liang Jing, Zhao Yang realized that the time had almost reached five o'clock before he knew it. The sky in Kyoto gets dark very fast in winter, and it will be completely dark before six o'clock.
After talking to Liang Jing on the phone and asking her to drive over to pick him up, Zhao Yang hung up the phone.
Seeing Zhao Yang hang up the phone, Zhang Xinlan next to her couldn't help but ask, "What? Are you ready to leave?" There was a hint of reluctance and a touch of loss in Zhang Xinlan's tone.
"Well!" Zhao Yang nodded slightly, "It's getting late, I have to leave later."
"Oh." Zhang Xinlan nodded and responded in a low voice. After a moment of silence, Zhang Xinlan said: "The person who called you just now was..."
Zhao Yang didn't think much about it when he heard this and replied: "Oh, that's one of my sisters. I came to Kyoto this time just for some matters about her. Now that the matter has been temporarily resolved, I should go back in the next two days.
Went to city h."
"Oh." Zhang Xinlan nodded and asked: "Your sister? Is she your cousin or something? It seems that I haven't heard you mention any other relatives you have before."
"No. She was my attending physician after my previous car accident. If she hadn't been taking care of me after my grandfather passed away, maybe I wouldn't have been able to wake up. Her family is here in Kyoto, and I also live there now.
In her home." Zhao Yang explained.
"That's it. I'm still wondering why you suddenly have a sister." Zhang Xinlan smiled.
"Haha... let's find a place to sit for a while. My sister estimates it will take more than half an hour to get there." Zhao Yang said with a smile.
"Yeah! Okay!" Zhang Xinlan nodded.
Then the two found a bench on campus to sit and chat quietly.
Zhang Xinlan felt that time passed very quickly, and it seemed that more than half an hour had passed in just a few blinks. Zhao Yang's cell phone rang again.
Zhao Yang took out his cell phone and looked at it, and couldn't help but said to Zhang Xinlan: "It's my sister calling. I guess she should have arrived at the school gate."
"Yeah." Zhang Xinlan responded in a low voice with a slightly depressed expression.
At this time, Zhao Yang had already answered the phone, "Hey, Sister Jing, are you here?"
"Well, I'm already at the school gate. Come over here." Liang Jing's voice came from the phone.
"Okay, I'll be over there right now." Zhao Yang responded and then hung up the phone.
Looking at Zhang Xinlan who was in a low mood next to him, Zhao Yang said: "Um, Xinlan, I have to go."
With that said, Zhao Yang stood up from the bench.
Zhang Xinlan also stood up, looked up at Zhao Yang, and whispered: "Zhao Yang, I, I won't send you out. I don't like the feeling of watching you leave my eyes and then disappear."
"If possible, I hope you can wait until I leave your sight before you leave, okay?"
Looking at Zhang Xinlan's eyes full of hope and desire, Zhao Yang did not refuse, nor could he bear to refuse. He nodded gently, with a slight smile on his face, and took the initiative to reach out and hug Zhang Xinlan gently.
When Zhao Yang let go, a bright smile bloomed on Zhang Xinlan's face, but under that sweet smile, Zhang Xinlan's deep reluctance and regretful sadness were hidden...
"Zhao Yang, thank you!" Zhang Xinlan's voice couldn't help but contain a bit of choking.
Then, Zhang Xinlan suddenly stood up on tiptoes, put her hands on Zhao Yang's shoulders, and suddenly kissed Zhao Yang hard on the lips.
Zhang Xinlan broke up with just one kiss. Although Zhao Yang could refuse Zhang Xinlan's kiss, he didn't do that. That seemed a bit cruel. So Zhao Yang allowed Zhang Xinlan to kiss him on the lips.
After their lips parted, Zhang Xinlan said nothing, but took a deep look at Zhao Yang, then pushed Zhao Yang away violently, turned around, and ran away without looking back...
Looking at Zhang Xinlan's leaving back, Zhao Yang couldn't help but pursed his lips, then took a long breath and sighed secretly. It wasn't until Zhang Xinlan's figure disappeared from his sight that Zhao Yang shook his head slightly.
, turned around silently and walked slowly towards the outside of the school gate...
As for Zhang Xinlan, when she pushed Zhao Yang away and turned around, she couldn't help but burst into tears. But she held on to herself, not wanting to let herself cry out. She covered her mouth tightly with her hands and let the tears flow.
It dripped down. She forced herself again and again not to look back at Zhao Yang. When she ran back to the dormitory in one breath, she seemed to have lost all her strength in an instant. She threw herself directly on her bed and covered her with the quilt.
With his head covered, he hid in the bed and sobbed softly.
Several girls in the same dormitory as Zhang Xinlan looked at each other for a while. In the end, everyone turned their attention to Chen Wenjun, who was most familiar with Zhang Xinlan.
Chen Wenjun hesitated for a moment, then walked up to Zhang Xinlan's bedside, patted Zhang Xinlan's back gently, and asked: "Xinlan, what's wrong? Did something happen?"
"Yes, Xinlan, if you have anything to say, just say it and let us all help you as a reference." Several girls beside her also spoke one after another.
Zhang Xinlan hid in the quilt and cried to vent for a while, and her emotions were slightly under control. After hearing the concerned questions from Chen Wenjun and several roommates, she couldn't help but lift the quilt and sit up.
Wiping the tears from the corner of her eyes, Zhang Xinlan raised her head and glanced gratefully at the people gathered around her. She sobbed slightly and said, "I'm fine. Thank you for your concern."
"Xinlan, what's wrong? If you tell me, everyone can help you find a solution. You said it's okay. If it was okay, how could you cry like this?" Chen Wenjun couldn't help but said.
Zhang Xinlan glanced at her and shook her head firmly. Although her eyes were still red, she forced herself to smile and said, "I'm really fine. Don't worry, I'll be fine in a while."
Seeing Zhang Xinlan's firm attitude, the girls who originally wanted to persuade her stopped after looking at each other.
"Then, Xinlan, just take a good rest. If you need any help from us, just ask. We are all sisters who have been together for so many years."
"Yes, Xinlan, if you need anything, just ask."
Hearing the concerned consolation from several roommates, Zhang Xinlan couldn't help but shed tears again in her eyes, and said gratefully: "Thank you, thank you all!"
Chen Wenjun looked at Zhang Xinlan, and after wanting to speak for a while, he finally held back and did not ask any more questions.