2007 A.D. Shenzhen, China

The call Qingxuan received was from the human resources department of Xiamen Jinlin Trading Co., Ltd. www.biquge.info At that time, a shrill voice on the phone said to him: "It's Li Qingxuan, you have been admitted to our unit, and you will report to the company tomorrow." Also, when you come over tomorrow, remember to bring your ID card, original academic certificate, and two copies of your work resume (one electronic version and one copy of the printed one), oh yes, don't forget to bring two 2-inch bareheaded photos......"

After Qing Xuan received this call, his happy mood was really indescribable, how much he wanted to find someone to share this joyful mood, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't think that it would be more appropriate to share it with anyone. So, he had no choice but to give up. On the way back, he pondered as he drove about how to avoid Luo Meijuan and Li Xiaotian's surveillance tomorrow, and then slip away.

Early the next morning, Qing Xuantui said that his stomach hurt, and told Li Xiaotian to lie down at home for a while and go to work in the afternoon. Li Xiaotian looked at his son's painful expression, coupled with his recent performance, he didn't have the slightest doubt. Even unusually, he showed rare concern for his son.

He asked his son if he needed to go to the hospital. Qing Xuan said: "It's not a big deal, just lie down." Li Xiaotian said: "Then you can lie on the bed for a while, let your mother find you some medicine to eat in a while, and then get a hot treasure to warm your stomach, and I will say hello to the head of your department later, saying that you are sick, and you don't need to go today." ”

"Thank you, Dad." Looking at the back of his father's departure, Qing Xuan felt a faint feeling of guilt in his heart. He felt a little sorry for his father, but even so, he couldn't shake his determination to run away from home.

After Li Xiaotian left, Luo Meijuan took out the hot treasure from the drawer, heated it with electricity, and stuffed it into her son's bed. I found two more painkillers, poured a cup of hot water by the way, and put them in front of my son's bed.

At this time, the phone at home rang. After a while, I only heard Wang Ma shouting downstairs: "Madam, your phone." ”

Luo Meijuan went downstairs and answered the phone. The phone call came from the beauty salon, saying that the beautician she had made an appointment with yesterday happened to be available today, and informed her to go over for beauty now. Luo Meijuan hesitated to agree. I hung up the phone and went back upstairs to see my son. Qing Xuan was lying in the quilt, and when he heard footsteps, he immediately pretended to be asleep. Luo Meijuan pushed the door in, saw that her son was asleep, pushed her son, and said, "Son, don't forget to take medicine for a while." ”

Qing Xuan half-opened his eyes and said, "Mom, I know, I'm fine, you can get busy." Qing Xuan knew that Luo Meijuan was going to the beauty salon to do beauty today, and Luo Meijuan happened to hear it when she called the beauty salon last night, and it was really an opportunity not to come again, so he came up with such a ghost idea with a stroke of brain.

Luo Meijuan saw that her son spoke very clearly, and decided that her son was nothing serious, so she said: "Then you can sleep for a while, I will go to the beauty salon and come back in a while." Luo Meijuan didn't want to give up this beauty opportunity, because there were a lot of people who went to beauty salons for beauty, and it was not easy to make an appointment with a beautician. There was a long queue of people who went to the beautician for beauty, wishing that before this was done, they would pull them out of bed and lie down on their own. In this society, as long as you have good craftsmanship, there are people who take the initiative to come to you, and you really don't have to worry about making no money!

After seeing Luo Meijuan leave, Qing Xuan crawled out of the quilt with a grunt, then quickly packed his luggage, and sneaked out of the house while Wang Ma was not paying attention. On the side of the road, he flagged down a taxi and took a taxi to the airport.

The rain had finally stopped after more than a month, and the sun showed his long-lost smile. The sky was crystal blue, and a few idle clouds floated in the air. On the tarmac of Bao'an Airport, the planes of various airlines are parked there in an orderly manner, like a big bird with wings ready to fly. On the runway of the airport, planes are constantly taking off and landing, and the huge wings appear silvery in the sunlight.

Passengers disembarking from planes quickly disappear into the city's shadows, while those who pour into the cabin from the blue boarding aisles leave the city's jungle with some sort of gain or regret. Life, live dramas are staged every day, some people are happy and some are worried. Just like the land under your feet, there are people who come here with dreams, and there are people who leave disappointed.

At the airport ticket office, Qingxuan asked the uniformed staff: "Excuse me, what time is the earliest flight to Xiamen?" ”

"Sir, do you want to go now or ......" the staff politely asked

"Now, are there tickets for sale?" The Adam's apple exposed at the neckline rolled up and down, his brow frowned slightly, and his handsome face looked a little nervous.

"Tickets for the 9.25 flight are now on sale, do you want to take this flight?" The staff looked at him with a smile on their faces.

"Yes." Qing Xuan took out his ID card and a stack of banknotes from his bag. After a while, the staff handed him the plane ticket, insurance receipts, ID card, and the changed money recovered.

After getting the ticket, he looked down at his watch, it was already 9.10 minutes, and the announcement that "the Boeing 737 plane from Shenzhen to Xiamen began to board" kept coming from the airport radio room, Qingxuan dragged his luggage and hurriedly walked to the security checkpoint.

Everything went smoothly. When he sat firmly in the F seat of the economy class of the plane, a hanging heart finally fell. Now, even if Luo Meijuan rushed to the airport, she could only watch him fly into the blue sky. He took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and it was estimated that at this time, Luo Meijuan was still lying on the single bed in the beauty salon, enjoying the considerate service of the beautician. "Mom, I'm sorry, it's not that I don't love you, it's that I want to live the life I want......" He pressed the power off button, and after the phone rang, the screen immediately went black.

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When Luo Meijuan came back from the beauty salon, it was almost noon. She asked Wang's mother if Qingxuan was better, and Wang's mother said that she hadn't heard any movement upstairs and might still be sleeping.

Luo Meijuan took off her coat and walked upstairs. She wanted to see if her son was better and if he was hungry. But when she pushed open the door to her son's room, she was dumbfounded—the wide double bed was empty!

"Qingxuan, Qingxuan......" She shouted twice, but no one answered. She rushed out of the room and yelled downstairs: "Wang Ma, Wang Ma......" Wang Ma poked her head out of the kitchen and asked, "What's the matter, ma'am?" ”