121 His treasure
For almost a minute, I froze in place, unable to make even a single expression, but my heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was stuck in my throat.
With just one glance, the rustiness and estrangement that gradually grew in the past will melt away.
Song Qing patted me on the shoulder, "Do you want to go out?" ”
Only then did I come to my senses and pushed through the crowd and walked back with difficulty.
Yu Tian in the distance frowned slightly, I couldn't see clearly, he shouted loudly, "Go back." ”
There were also strangers around us who stopped and stared at us, as if they were watching this upcoming fourth-rate idol drama.
Some people say that if you go out now, you may not be able to catch the plane.
Because it is an international flight, it has passed the border control and quarantine before the security check, and it is considered to be an exit, so I don't know what procedures will be behind it if I go out in a hurry.
After only a few seconds of hesitation, I was squeezed back to my original position by the crowd of people.
Yu Tian was shaking his head, and I couldn't hear what he said in my ears, but judging from the shape of his mouth, he told me that there was still a chance.
I nodded, but was reluctant to turn around.
When Yu Tian and I made eye contact, Song Qing reminded beside him, "Time is running out." ”
Yu Tian waved at me again, saying goodbye.
After more than two hours of flying, my mood was unusually calm, and the whole person felt like I had been pointed. Song Qing was still looking for some topics to talk to me about at first, but in the end he could only sigh.
After the plane landed, Song Qing and I parted ways, he had someone from the school to pick up the plane, and the reason why I came back in such a hurry was because I had to attend Professor Oshima's lecture as an assistant, and the current situation no longer allowed me to regret the things that passed by Yu Tian, and after leaving the number in Japan to Song Qing, we hurriedly said goodbye.
The next few months were also calm, Yu Tian and I still didn't keep in touch frequently, there weren't too many beautiful words, and I gradually became familiar with the work, more often I enjoyed it, and I had a lot of new friends around me. Including Song Qing, after he came to Japan, we had dinner together a few times.
Song Qing is not a formal graduate student, but a graduate student in Waseda, who follows a professor in the development and research of a robot used to help doctors operate during surgery. A few times when I went to student gatherings, Song Qing also joined in the fun, and the end result was that his prestige was much higher than mine, perhaps because of the lofty-sounding research project. Even Professor Oshima invited Song Qing to join our team.
I also told Yu Tian about becoming a colleague with Song Qing, and I was worried that he would think it was bad for me to get too close to Song Qing, but he didn't seem to care much, and even said that it would be more reassuring for multiple people to take care of me.
When I heard Yu Tian say that, I didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy. Several times I also wanted to childishly ask him if he liked me like me as I did in high school, or ask him bluntly about our current relationship. But after thinking about it, it was me who decided to leave at the beginning, and after more than a year, the barriers that once existed between us have disappeared, but it doesn't mean that Yu Tian will accept me without hesitation.
And although Song Qing and I are close, it is indeed just a friendship. Song Qing got a girlfriend in the second month of arriving in Japan, a Japanese girl, not yet twenty years old, wearing a miniskirt with large-diameter contact lenses, looking like a doll from a distance and up close, and also having the typical gentleness of a Japanese girl. Every time I meet Song Qing, he also brings his little girlfriend, which is very affectionate, which also makes me a lot easier when I get along with him.
This semester seems to pass quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it is almost summer vacation, and it is also the last final exam in these two years of study, and other students are thinking about finding a job, and some have already got an internal appointment, or an offer from a foreign university. We can continue to study in this major, and the best result is to go to the United States for further study, where the research and application of social psychology are more advanced. Of course, since I have been working part-time in Professor Oshima's studio for more than a year, I can continue to stay in Japan as a full-time member directly after graduation.
This is the first time I was confused, I decided to come back just to give myself and Yu Tian a period of time to calm down, I never regarded this study as a one-way trip, and even after more than a year, I have deeply understood the meaning of Yu Tian in my heart.
The NPO thing was unexpected to me, after all, in the previous 20 years of life, the relationship with Yu Tian was already my most devoted and vigorous memory, and I never thought that I would be so persistent about the second thing.
From August to March graduation, there is still more than half a year for the world to think about it.
Most private universities start to apply for international students in the summer, and in order to help some students take the on-campus examination and interview, the plan to return to China has to be put on hold, but there are no courses in the last semester, and I plan to return to China in October.
In order to avoid what happened last time, I told Yu Tian early the date of my return, and he agreed to pick me up.
This time we met, it was the first time in half a year. What's even more unfortunate is that Tokyo is a typhoon weather, although I went out half a day in advance, or almost missed the last airport high-speed rail, when I bought a ticket, I only learned that because of the typhoon landfall, the trains after one o'clock in the afternoon were canceled. In order to catch this bus, I had to drag my suitcase from one floor to the other when I had to change trains twice, and the trains and subways in Tokyo were built too early, and many stations did not have elevators. When I finally arrived at the airport, my palms were already worn out, and several flights from Tokyo to Shanghai were canceled at almost the same time, and I waited anxiously while watching the news, and I was relieved to be sure that the flights to Beijing were operating normally, but because of the weather, it would still be delayed.
I sent a message to Yu Tian to tell me about the situation on my side, and his reply was very simple, just to remind me to pay attention to safety.
For the flight that departed at eight o'clock, I waited at the airport for six hours, and my whole body was shivering.
When the plane landed in Beijing, it was almost late at night, just thinking that Yu Tian would wait for me outside, I forgot all my tiredness and ran to the front of the crowd, the first to find my luggage, ignored the worn palms, and ran out with my suitcase.
But when I walked out, I found that I couldn't find Yu Tian at all. Many of the people who came out behind me found relatives and friends who came to pick them up, but I was the only one.
There weren't many passengers on this flight, so there weren't many people outside to pick him up, and there was a delay, so he shouldn't have arrived yet, and it was impossible for him to forget about it. Could it be that something happened to him?
I dialed the phone for more than a few days, and it took me a long time to answer it, just like the previous times.
I was relieved to hear his voice.
"Yu Tian, didn't you come?"
"What?" Yu Tian asked in a low voice, as if avoiding something, and I heard soft footsteps and the sound of the door closing.
"Didn't you say you were coming to pick you up?"
There was silence on the other side for a while, and then Yu Tian said, "I'm sorry."