Chapter 135: Resentment Is Love (Part I)
A group of people were waiting at the airport boredly, and the display screen in the center of the airport hall scrolled the flight information, but the flight information of our British Airways direct flight to Dublin was always in red font, which was squeezed and covered by round after round of green font, and fell to the last row.
I only heard that domestic flights were delayed all day and night, and this international flight turned out to be not very punctual. The mobile phone has run out of power again and again, and the low-capacity power bank has been used three or four times and it is almost off, although the airline allows electronic products to be turned on in flight mode, but close to fifteen hours of flight time, the mobile phone still saves some electricity.
The waiting hall is super spacious, but there are few seats pitiful, this is a well-known international airport, the passenger flow is second to none in the country, but there are more people standing or squatting than sitting, no matter how good the physical strength of the people can not help but stand for a few hours, some people can't stay up to find a restaurant, order a glass of water, read a book and read the newspaper. Others simply sit on the floor or on their suitcases. Sister Ming and I were going to do the same, but the playing cards that Sister Ming was carrying were about to be pulled out, and Shengsheng was ruthlessly stopped by Dr. Fan, what "Girls' families, unsightly." What "Wen Tong wears a skirt, it is inconvenient", what "it is illegal to gather a crowd to gamble"...... But Dr. Fan probably didn't take it into account, I was wearing high heels, and my feet were so painful that I even wanted to die.
The phone was ringing, and I wondered who had sent the sensational goodbye.
"Did you board the plane? I'm done. "It's Luo Shaoqian.
I looked at the time on my phone at just over twelve, and there was no reason why it ended so quickly.
"Is it late?" Before I could open my mouth to ask about the game, Luo Shaoqian hurriedly asked me.
"Well, yes, I don't know when I'll be able to board the plane yet. What about you?Why is it over so soon?What is the result?" I took my phone to avoid the noisy crowd, hid in a corner and anxiously asked about the results, and the moment I turned around, I seemed to see Sister Ming's gossip heart that was ignited in a second.
"It's over, the first one to sign and change with others, a total of twelve operations, each with a time limit of eight minutes, plus case analysis and questions, it's over in three hours. On the other end of the phone, you can faintly hear the sound of the car turning signal, and the car navigation system is gently announcing the road situation.
"Isn't it usually all over before you can retreat?" I asked him.
"I said I was going to take my wife on the plane, and they let me go. "The understatement on the other end of the phone really choked me up.
"You...... You're at the airport?!" Strange, the feeling of joy actually surpassed the surprise for a moment, and I almost exclaimed, and the raised tone instantly attracted the attention of passers-by, and I hurriedly lowered my voice, "It's too late, don't come." ”
"Just bet on it, I deliberately changed the number when I drew lots, and just after the end, I asked the examiner to take a mobile phone to inquire, and the Internet showed that your flight was delayed, so I drove over non-stop. It will take half an hour, do you want to gamble?" Luo Shaoqian was serious and joking.
There is a chance to say goodbye in person, why not bet!
The woman's mind is really strange, one second she was still having countless resentments because of her sore feet, cursing why this damn plane didn't take off, and the next second she began to pray for a while longer, and then a little later. Sister Ming came up with a thief's eyebrows, and asked me to gossip with a blinking eyeblink. "My husband is coming to see me off, and he will open your eyes in a while, what is a handsome guy. I raised my eyebrows at Sister Ming.
"Yo, how handsome, don't slap your face!" Sister Ming looked at me in disbelief, "I've seen a lot of handsome guys, and the elderly in their thirties can only be called bacon!"
The little girl is really ...... now
Knowing that he was speeding on the highway, WeChat shared real-time location showed that our avatars were getting closer and closer, and I stared at the phone and the airport display at the same time, afraid that the last line of red information would suddenly turn green. Sister Ming was circling around, chattering and asking all kinds of strange questions, which disturbed my heart, panicked and confused. I wanted to send her to Dr. Fan, but Dr. Fan kept holding his book, concentrating on it, and exuding the aura of "don't approach the living".
Pacing back and forth in the airport in high heels, my toes and heels were numb to pain, the time passed unusually painful and long, and finally when the two avatars overlapped, I turned around and handed over the luggage to Sister Ming, and walked to the security check with small steps. The staff worked expressionlessly with detectors, one suitcase after another was asked to open, and the people waiting for the security check were a little expressionless, but most of them were anxious, some of them poked their heads out of the line to check the progress, and more looked back and searched. People come and go, bowed, turned, suits and leather shoes, skirts swaying, hugging each other, standing alone, I stood by the glass curtain wall next to the security checkpoint, looking out, which one was what they were looking for, which one was not Luo Shaoqian, until a familiar figure suddenly appeared in the crowd, and the visual nerve seemed to have a sensitive tracking system, which was accurately captured the moment he appeared.
He is rarely anxious, and he rarely panics, and for the things he doesn't care about, he is always light, and he always knows and wins important people and things. And he looked around as he ran, and he didn't seem to have that much confidence, and I waved to him, and he saw me.
He's not a traveler, so he can't get past the security check, he knows the rules well, so he doesn't try to break in, he's always so polite, he doesn't make trouble for others, he stands in front of me, panting, cold outside, hot inside, the fog on the glasses paste hasn't cleared yet, when we were kids we liked to call such an image "salted egg superman" The collar of the shirt was unbuttoned, the face was pale, and the neck was red, and the hair was probably a little messy because of running, and my dear husband never seemed to appear before me in such a slightly depressed manner.
This glass is also too thick, although it is half-cut, but it is still very laborious to speak through the glass, and then I simply stopped talking, so I silently looked at each other, smiled at each other, and conveyed those reluctance and belatedness with each other's eyes. It's not that heaven and man are forever separated, it's not that this life is endless, and I haven't seen him for many years before, and I haven't even heard from him at all, but why is the emotion in this place so strong, so strong that it is full of an incomparably tragic sense of ritual.
We have known each other for ten years and have been married for three days, and we don't seem to be looking at each other as seriously as we are now, even if we were lying on the same bed last time, we were looking at each other with a hint of "non-separation". He no longer has a cold face all day long, slender hands destined to hold a scalpel, trouser legs can never cover his ankles, and his socks are always black, as if he wants to engrave every detail of him into his mind, it is better for me to touch it with my own hands, I have never been so greedy as I am now, so I have never understood so much as I have at this moment, and I am so reluctant to him.
"I love you. ”
I approached the glass, and there was no sound in this sentence, only lip shape.
He smiled and nodded.