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Chapter 2329

When it dawned the next day, the organist started complaining to me, "Why do you always sleep?"

I smiled bitterly and said, "I have been really tired recently. And we don't talk much on this plane, right? This will affect other people's rest."

She smiled and said: "That's true. I thought...hehe! I thought you were deliberately keeping a distance from me. But then I felt that I was wrong."

I didn't quite understand what she meant, "What's wrong?"

She looked at me and smiled, "I thought you were going to Australia to meet your lover, but I found that you didn't look excited at all. So I thought I was wrong."

I felt a little embarrassed in my heart, but there was a wry smile on my face, "You really know how to imagine."

She said: "I'm different from you. I basically didn't sleep last night. I get excited every time I go out. Once our department went to the countryside for a weekend, and I ended up being excited all night long."

I asked her in surprise: "When I woke up in the middle of the night last night, I saw you seemed to be asleep?"

She shook her head and said: "No. But I will close my eyes when I have insomnia. That is better than not sleeping at all."

She was right, taking a nap is actually a kind of rest. I asked her: "Do you often suffer from insomnia?"

She shook her head and said, "Not really. Mainly when I go out."

I almost laughed out loud, "You are really a kid at heart."

The plane landed at Melbourne International Airport on time. Before getting off the plane, I said to Guanqin: "Someone will pick me up in a while, so you can go with the tour group and have fun. But I hope you keep your phone on. I will give it to you when the time comes."

Send a text message.”

She said: "It will be very expensive to make calls abroad. And my mobile phone does not have international calling function."

I thought to myself: Women are just different, they tend to save more than men. I said: "Well, just give me a call when the time comes. Or you can borrow the tour guide's cell phone and send me a text message, and we can make an appointment then.

Let’s meet somewhere. Cell phone text messages are cheap, so it should be no problem.”

She nodded.

After getting off the plane, I didn't follow the others to the exit, and deliberately lingered behind for a long time. Because I didn't want Guan Qin to see the scene where I met Hong Ya.

The temperature in Melbourne is very suitable. The temperature at this time is about 20 degrees. I am wearing a white shirt and it feels just right.

At this time, I felt a little excited. This excitement made me temporarily forget that I was in a foreign country, and it also made me feel nothing new about everything around me.

I was dawdling behind the tour group, watching them slowly walk away. At this time, I suddenly found the pipe organ turning around and waving to me, and I just looked at her and smiled.

My cell phone rang, and of course it was Hong Ya’s voice, “I saw everyone on the same flight as you came out, where are you?”

I hurriedly said: "I have a colleague who came with me, and she was with the tour group. So I deliberately walked behind."

Immediately, I heard her sigh softly on the phone, "I'll wait for you outside. I hope you can still recognize me."

I know why she sighed, because the relationship between me and her is still in a state of shame until now. But her sigh made my originally excited mood become uneasy.

I walked slowly outside. I was surprised to find that, in addition to being written in English, all the guidance signs in the airport were also written in Chinese, such as "toilet", "exit", "baggage claim", "transfer","

Information Counter" and so on, and Chinese welcome advertisements "Welcome Chinese Tourists" can be seen everywhere.

At this moment, I suddenly felt a sense of pride as a Chinese. At the same time, I really felt that this city was unique.

I walked out of the exit and looked around, but I didn't find her anywhere. One thing I'm very confident about is: although we haven't seen each other for a long time, it's not to the point where I can't recognize her.

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Suddenly, I saw a familiar silhouette in the large, bright floor-to-ceiling glass window of the cafe not far ahead.

I am certain that she is Hong Ya.

I entered this cafe, holding a small suitcase in my hand. At this moment, I felt a little uneasy, and at the same time I began to feel a little less confident: So, is it really her?

This is Melbourne International Airport. Although I am not coming as a government delegation, my status as a government official is a fact, so I dare not be too casual and can only be cautious.

Nowadays, we have entered the high-speed era of information, especially the development of network information is astonishing. Many people have become accustomed to capturing all kinds of information that they think is news and publishing it on the Internet in a timely manner. Nowadays, many officials have

The consequences of being numb to the current state of information development, coupled with the exposure of one's own indiscretions, are of course self-evident.

I just saw that the signs in this place are all marked in English and Chinese, which shows that there are many Chinese people coming here. After all, the fact that I came here this time is to deceive the organization, so I don’t want to be ruined by small things.

What if the side face I saw just now is not Hong Ya? What if I impulsively recognize her and make her disgusted and misunderstanding occurs? What if there happens to be someone from China at that time,

Moreover, people who are very sensitive to news discovered it?

Although the chance of such a situation happening is very low, I know that many people end up having trouble because they thought nothing would happen to them. As the saying goes, if a person is unlucky, his teeth will get stuck when he drinks water, and he will fart.

Hitting the heel. Many things are actually unclear. It is precisely because of this that we often feel that fate is unpredictable.

Therefore, when I entered the cafe, I immediately restrained the excitement in my heart and tried my best to calm down my emotions. At this time, I was like a passenger waiting in the airport.

He did the same thing and sat down at a table, opposite the woman whose profile looked like Hong Ya's.

In fact, I could call Hong Ya and ask her where she was. But when I came out and found no sign of her, I immediately gave up the idea. Because I knew that she definitely had her reasons for not waiting for me outside.

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It was her, I could basically confirm it the moment I saw her front.

She lost weight, and her appearance became a little older. But the outline of her appearance remained the same.

I looked at her, hoping that she would raise her head and look at me.

But she didn't. I saw her sitting there quietly, as if she was the world by herself, and everything around her had nothing to do with her.

I could no longer restrain myself, so I immediately stood up and went to the opposite side of where she was sitting. I looked at her and asked her softly: "Hong Ya, is that you?"

She finally raised her head and looked at me, with a strange look in her eyes, "Sir, have you recognized the wrong person?"

I was stunned for a moment: Did I really admit that I was wrong? No, it must be her. Although there are two people with roughly the same appearance in this world, one person’s eyes will not change. At this time, the stubborn character in my heart

It started to appear. I was still looking at her, "Hong Ya, I know it's you."

Immediately, I took out my phone and dialed Hong Ya's number.

The phone she placed on the table started to ring, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face, "Feng Xiao, you are still the same as before."

I almost laughed out loud, and immediately sat down opposite her. I couldn't help but reach out and hold her hand, "Why didn't you admit that you were Hong Ya just now? Why are you sitting here? You obviously

I know I'll be out soon."

Her hand was very slender and not as soft as before. Her hand in my palm was shaking, but she had no intention of taking it out. She looked at me and said softly: "I became ugly. Suddenly

Afraid of seeing you. Moreover, I really want to know if you still recognize me."

I hurriedly said: "How come I don't recognize you? You have lost weight and your appearance has indeed changed a bit, but I recognize your eyes and I will recognize you for the rest of my life."

She immediately pulled her hand out of my palm and grabbed my hand tightly. "Feng Xiao, is it true?"

I looked at her and said sincerely: "It's true. Of course it's true."

A blush suddenly appeared on her face. At this moment, I found that she was so dazzling, and the wrinkles that appeared at the corners of her eyes were also melted away by her dazzling look at this moment. She seemed to have changed.

Back to the girl I saw before. (To be continued)


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