On 27 June, the southeasterly wind became stronger and the eye of the wind moved northward, and the weather dropped by 5 to 8 degrees Celsius compared with the morning. On the fourth day of arriving at the Springs archaeological base, due to the impact of the hurricane, the team had to end their work early and retreat to the village near the base at 4 p.m., where the captain temporarily arranged a hotel for everyone to rest.

Because there was not enough room, I stayed in a room with a female member of the archaeological team, and when I came out of the bathroom, they had just finished an internal meeting and had not changed out of their muddy and damp raincoats.

"The weather is not very good at night, there may be thunderstorms and thunderstorms, and we can't go back for the time being." The girl who shared the room with me told me.

She took off her raincoat and put it in the dirty laundry basket in the bathroom of the room, turned back to me and said, "The conditions here are not very good, I have wronged Mr. He." ”

I hurriedly shook my head, where is it, the only remaining room with its own bathroom in the hotel is left for me to live in, which is already the greatest convenience under difficult conditions.

I said, "You should take a hot shower early and don't catch a cold." ”

She nodded, saw that I had a camera and was about to put on a waterproof jacket, and asked, "Is Mr. He going out?" It's windy outside. ”

I said to her, "Just go out for a while, it's not too much of a way." ”

She pursed her lips: "Then pay attention to safety, go and go back quickly." ”

"Got it."

I strapped my camera bag, grabbed my tripod, and went out the door, through the corridor, and asked the guy in the shop how I could get up to the roof. The inn is the highest point in the small village, where the wind howls on the rooftops and the village is surrounded by wind and dust, and the thunderbolts of the trees that are not tall are blowing. Less than three kilometers away from the entrance to the village, three hurricanes of different sizes formed and moved rapidly in a triangle to the northwest. I managed to find a shelter at the one-meter-high tile wall, set up a tripod, and started shooting.

With many years of outdoor shooting experience, I have encountered a lot of extreme weather such as hurricanes, thunderstorms, and hail, but in the canyon area, it is the first time to encounter a hurricane.

In less than five minutes, day turned into night in an instant, and the hurricane army had turned into guerrilla stragglers and were buried everywhere, calling for thunder to raise their momentum. After less than 15 minutes on the roof, my whole body was numb from the cold, I hurriedly took dozens of pictures, took a tripod and went downstairs, the front foot just bent down into the top room, the back foot rainstorm thunderclap, accompanied by a lightning bolt in the distant sky, thunder roared, wind, electricity, and thunder seemed to converge, making the heavens and the earth tremble.

As I went downstairs, I met Mr. Dunn, who came upstairs to look for me, the captain of our team, a native of California, a mixed race of Italian, American, and Kenyan, dark-skinned, a doctor of archaeology, and about ten years older than me. He knew that I was on the roof from the mouth of Saiya, the girl who lived in the same room with me, and when he saw that I hadn't come back yet, he was worried that something had happened, so he came out to look for me.

I asked him when we could return to the canyon and if the thunderstorm would have any effect on the archaeological work ahead.

Mr. Dunn said that according to weather monitoring, the center of this thunderstorm is not in the canyon area, but there will be some areas affected, and the previously excavated monuments, considering the local weather factors, are specially protected, and the real impact and this part of the impact is not yet estimated are the traces of those sites that have not been excavated.

"We don't know when we can return to the canyon for the time being, but we have to see the weather tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and if it clears up tomorrow morning, our geological safety officer will go to check the landslides, water and sand, etc., and then come back and tell us if we can enter. If the situation is really bad, we will have to suspend our work this time, and only arrange for two or three experienced experts and recorders to go in with our safety officers, and the others will have to stand by to sort out the samples collected and the materials to be used, and we still have a bunch of photos to identify. ”

"I'm going to join in when the time comes." I raised my hand and said, "I'm in charge of taking pictures of you guys, and I need a few more footage that I can use." ”

"Of course." He turned around and smiled at me.

There was a thunderstorm outside, and the only sound of our footsteps and talking in the corridor was a little quiet. Mr. Dunn told me, "If you want to enter the canyon tomorrow, Mr. He should not go with you, it is too dangerous." ”

I said, "Is Aaron-sensei going?" If Aaron goes, I'll go too, don't go too far, and if it's really dangerous, I'll get out. ”

Mr. Dunn was frustrated by my insistence, but he did not refuse me, and only shook his head in frustration.

"When Teacher Aaron introduced Teacher He to us before, we still thought that Teacher He seemed to be weak and weak, and he should not be able to endure hardship, but after cooperating with Teacher He, we found out that Teacher He was also desperate." Mr. Dunn, who was much taller than me, said this with a slight bend and a slight drop in his head, "Is it that every photographer can work so hard for a satisfactory set of photographs in his mind, and sometimes their camera is more important than his own life." ”

"The camera is our job, and losing the camera is like losing the job, which is really uncomfortable, just like if you lose cultural relics or important research materials, it also feels like losing your life." For example, I said, "Mr. Aaron is my teacher in archaeology, and I am learning from him, he is a very professional person, and he is also a person who can sacrifice himself completely for the sake of his career." ”

Mr. Dunn is deeply touched by the fact that we have all seen Aaron's selflessness and madness at work. He asked me, "What about Teacher He?" Is Mr. He a person who can sacrifice himself for the sake of his career? ”

In the past, my answer might have been more affirmative, but now, I shook my head: "No, no, there are too many worldly concerns, and I am afraid of death." ”

Mr. Dunn laughed with me, and he said, "The older I get, the more responsibilities I have, and the more I fear death." Sometimes I really want to ignore anything, just return to the family as soon as possible, and enjoy life with them with peace of mind, but a bunch of things come to you. ”

I said, "I like it the most, I hate it the most, and that's probably it." ”

Mr. Dunn nodded, "Exactly, exactly." ”

Heavy rain overnight, mobile phone communication was cut off, satellite phones did not work, and contact was lost for a night. The next day, I went to the canyon with the geologists at noon, and returned to the hotel in the afternoon, and the registration staff at the front desk of the hotel told me that the communication had been restored, and she left several calls and messages for me.

I asked her to connect the call to the landline number in my room, and when I went back, one was from Mr. An, one from my mother, and the other from my father.

I called my mother back first, she now contacts me every day, I didn't get in touch yesterday, I guess I'm in a hurry. Then I called Mr. An back, and he wrote a letter, and I wrote back, and the little awkwardness between us was over.

The last time Mr. An took me to the airport, we didn't say a few words along the way, he drove calmly while I was thinking seriously about what he said.

Mr. Ann and I cannot deny the impact of the long gap in time on our relationship, which at first ignored in the urgency that followed our reunion, then began to open its claws, and the first thing that collapsed was our trust in each other.

It's not that I don't like it enough, it's not that I don't do it well enough, it's the suspicion that I don't trust enough that stings the other party. The more urgent, the more afraid, the more you want to hold on, the faster you lose.

Before boarding the plane, there was still nothing to say, Mr. An made up his mind first and said to me: "He Xi, you can think about it, but don't doubt me, catching up with you on the day of Paris must be the bravest thing An Jiashu has ever done in his life." If you ask me why I really like why I didn't come to you earlier, I will say, yes, I don't have enough courage, even if I keep chasing after it, after all, An Jiashu has been with He Xi for 11 years, and he hasn't been able to let her know his heart, isn't it. I want to walk towards you at that time, I am still the same Anjia tree from the past, even if we are together, won't your father and mother stop us? What will He Xi choose at that time, will she still be happy? No, she will be caught between us, and what she needs is to fly freely, to pursue her ideals, and I can't let her break her wings. ”

He said to me: "Maybe it's because I'm selfish and cowardly, I don't want to be hit by the wind and rain I haven't seen before because we are just too young, so that this relationship has just begun. ”

He uttered a long list of words, mixed with the chaos and crowds throughout the airport, and the radio calling my name to get on the plane as soon as possible. I was stunned and asked him, "You've finished saying everything, so you have to say these words?" ”

"I thought you'd ask first." Mr. An seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and let out a long sigh: "I really don't force myself into a situation, I really can't say these words." ”

The announcement started again, and I was too late, so I was trotted up by Mr. Ann until I reached the boarding gate, where he handed my boarding pass to the attendant, and I stumbled into the turnstile.

"I haven't said anything yet." I quickly turned back.

Mr. An raised his shoulders and shook his hand at me: "Girl, I'll write to you, can you wait for you to reply?" ”

He wasn't lying, he did what he said, and five days later, Mr. Ann's letter reached Springs, just the first day the team was ready to set off into the canyon. After I replied, I told Mr. An that the signal here is not very good, and I may not be able to contact him at any time, and I will take the time to call him.

On my birthday, Mr. Ann flew from Detroit to Denver, and Lin Dong drove him to the airport. On the way, we turned on the video, and Lin Dong said to me that he had received the gift he gave me.

The so-called birthday gift he gave me was a photo album, and when I opened the album, the first dozens of pages recorded the silhouettes of Mr. An's life during the university, some group photos and some individuals. Lin Dong told me that Xiao An attaches great importance to ceremonies, and will take pictures of some meaningful activities, and told us to pay attention to recording the state of life at any time, and when we meet in the future, someone will care and want to see it. He's still very picky, let's take a better picture, and said that the person he wants to show is a photographer, very picky, and now I know, he said that this person refers to you.

Mr. An didn't know about the photo album that Lin Dong gave me at that time, and seeing our questions and answers aroused his curiosity, but Lin Dong and I were tight-lipped and didn't let him know for the time being. Later, he told him about this incident and said to him: "You are a little bad person, you have said all the good and bad things in advance, but what you say is not as good as what you do, you are the kind of typical personality that will suffer." ”

Showing him the album, Mr. An flipped through it, and when he heard me say this, his eyebrows raised back, his ears moved, and his eyes did not leave.

Every time he made this expression, I had a feeling that I had been fooled, and sure enough, I heard him say, "How do you know that you will definitely suffer?" Girl, you don't want to think about it, Lin Dong and I are no longer good, if it wasn't from me, he would have gotten so many photos of me from there. ”

Mr. An looked at me, from expressionless to can't help but laugh: "Silly girl." ”

"You're in a good mood right now?" I said, casually threw a pillow to him, and scolded in my heart: Silly uncle!

When I was a child, what did my husband say about me, I looked smart, but I was less talented, and later a colleague commented, I looked shrewd, and sometimes I was more naïve, what did I say to Mr. Dunn before, what do I like the most, the most hateful?

Probably, it was because he was not talented enough and a little naïve that he was deceived by the empty demeanor and gentleness of his father, an old man.

Father is a bit like that kind of character who is half good and half bad, in the time I was born to grow up to 17 years old, the person I liked and trusted the most was him, even Mr. An and Jiang Li at that time, the weight in my heart was not comparable to him, and now, it is probably half of hate and half of love.

When I was eleven or twelve years old, I was the most willful, and I was obsessed with movies at that time, and I especially liked the big screen in the theater, watching "The Lion King", "Pinocchio", "Home Alone", etc., I always felt that it was enjoyable to watch with a bunch of people in the big theater.

My father is busy with work for more than 300 days a year, and my mother also has her own clothing business to manage, I take a day to go to the cinema on the weekend to watch a movie, most of the time is accompanied by Yun Niang, with me and Mr. An's two children, if I make an appointment with Jing Yao, she is an adult with three children. Of course, Yun Niang also has a very busy time on weekends, but there are many adults in the family, and there will always be someone to take care of us, which is really not good, and there is also the nerd Jiang Li.

When my mother was not busy, she would take us to the city center for shopping, and she would usually go to her shop first, and then take me to see my favorite movie, toy city and bookstore. My father was able to go shopping with us, and there were very few opportunities to pass the time, at least after I graduated from elementary school.

I remember one time when the movie "The Lion King" was re-screened, I watched that movie no less than twice before, and I still can't get tired of watching it, and after class on Friday night, I took the bus to the store to find my mother, and I took her to watch it with me.

There were not many people watching the movie, and somehow I fell asleep in the middle, and when I woke up, I found that the person was held in my father's arms, one hand grasping his tie, the other hand grasping his shirt, and his head resting on his chest. When I woke up, she leaned over and touched my forehead, and my father glanced at her, and then said to me, Xiaoxi woke up, and still can't sleep? We're almost home.

I realized that we were on the path home in the neighborhood, and without saying anything, I leaned against my father's chest and tightened my tie tighter. My father immediately made a strangled expression, and my mother laughed again because of my naughtiness.

At that time, I complained that he was too busy with work to spend time with my mother and me, and I was reluctant to take care of him, and then my father promised me that he would spend more time with us. That year, our annual family travel day arrived early in my anticipation, my father took our family to Japan for a vacation, I soaked in the hot springs and skied at the foot of Mt. Fuji for the first time, I fell in the snow, but it didn't hurt, Jiang Li waited for me to stand up, my father and mother were very skilled, and the two of them skated on the snow as if they were dancing together.

When I was a child, I remember what my father said to me the most, Xiaoxi, whatever you want, is the stars and moon in the sky, and Dad will give it to you. Later, I didn't have any wishes for him, what he could give me, I could give myself. I said to myself, as long as he remembers me, remembers that he is my father.

After I turned 18, my birthday was passed in a strange form, my father's phone always came two or three days after my birthday, at first, he thought that I must be with my mother that day, if I heard his voice, my mother was not very happy, and then he also acquiesced to this time, and he always prepared gifts for each year, sent to school, not home.

A while ago, he was sick and hospitalized, and my mother learned from Jiang Li, so she asked me to accompany her back to have a look, and she always went back to visit my aunt's family at this time every year, and lived in City B for a while. At that meeting, the father and mother talked a lot, not about the previous Fengyue, only about the current ordinary life, the two of them are now getting along more equally, just ordinary parents who worry about their children and fulfill their responsibilities as father and mother.

And I was standing outside the ward and didn't go in, I was thinking, maybe this not deep fate is the fate of most families. We thought we were on a big ship, but in fact it capsized and split into two small boats, divided into us and them, but in the sea, in the wind and rain, everyone is still dependent on each other, always the loneliest, the warmest, the most distant, the closest.