Inside the house, Xiang Dongyang returned to the room, opened the curtains heavily, and the room became much darker. It's like the dark night has a gravitational pull, and it wants to suck all the lights out of the room. He picked up his mobile phone to open Jiang Xiaomian's WeChat dialog box, and the day the chat history stayed on showed that he had been in a cold war with her for a few days.

Xiang Mu came into the house to pack his luggage for the United States, and muttered, "Alas, what do you say is going on!" When I was in college, I arranged for you to go abroad early, but you didn't want to go, but now it's okay! If I had gone earlier, how could I have the bad things now! ”

In fact, Xiang Dongyang was not lazy, after all, he really didn't have the heart to pack his luggage and drag, and in the end his mother had to go into battle in person. He was thinking, what are you busy with, and you will only leave after tomorrow!

"Dongyang, you bring less clothes, just bring some seasonal past, what can't you buy over there? Stuff some special products and bring them over, and have a good relationship with the classmates over there, and I don't know the place of life when I go there alone..."

Xiang Dongyang laughed in his heart, who cares about China's specialties, the people there must think that everything is good for their country!

"Dongyang, after you go there, don't turn off your mobile phone, and contact your home at least once a week. Also, don't always be obsessed with painting and forget to eat..."

Xiang's mother helped her son iron the clothes he would wear when he left tomorrow, and nagged again: "Don't be too troublesome to wash clothes, always take water and rinse it to dry, how many times have I told you, you have to take it to the laundry for dry cleaning, and each piece of clothing has been deformed in less than a week..."

Xiang Dongyang didn't have much to listen to at all, and kept holding her mobile phone and waiting for Jiang Xiaomian's call or message, "There is a night of self-study in her freshman year, maybe she hasn't done self-study yet, wait." After thinking about it, he blocked his mother's words, "Mom, I'll only go the day after tomorrow!" What are you busy with right now? ”

Xiang Mu was taken aback: "Oh, Xi Yan didn't tell you?" It's time to change your ticket! Your dad is really, he is so in a hurry, and it is not tiring to take three flights! I'm afraid you're tired, you go to Chicago for a day of rest and then fly to RDU airport! It's only one day in advance, and you will go to Hong Kong tomorrow at 12 o'clock for a transfer! ”

Mother nagged so much, only the last sentence was listened to by Xiang Dongyang: "What? Changed your flight? Tomorrow? ”

Xiang's mother folded the ironed clothes in her hand at the head of the bed, and when she saw her son's surprised expression, she said, "Why are you so surprised?" There's no one else to see you off, I'll help you pack it up, so you can go to bed early tonight! After telling his mother, he went out.

Xiang Dongyang looked at his phone, still calm, and couldn't be calm, and he couldn't make a ding.

"Jiang Xiaomian is really calm, does she really not care at all if I leave?" He thought about it for a moment, threw his phone on the soft bed, and then went into the bathroom, turning the water temperature towards the cold water, "Whew! The cold water poured down, and then I vaguely heard my mother's words, "Hey, Dongyang, don't take a cold shower again!" ”

"I'll catch a cold when I take cold water on a hot day!"

"Wait until you go to bed with a glass of milk to help you sleep!"

“…”

Xiang Dongyang turned the water to the maximum again, and he could no longer hear his mother's nagging.

Jiang Xiaomian was cranky and endured the evening self-study, she put away the clothes in her hand, and was suddenly snatched by a hand.

Han Feiran made a "tsk" sound after taking the design drawing, "The clothing style is too popular, the color contrast is not obvious, and the most important thing is that the proportions of the characters are actually asymmetrical, Xiaomian, this is not your usual level!" ”

"Give it to me, and it's not a garment for you." Jiang Xiaomian said and snatched it back.

Han Feiran saw that she was angry, so he smiled and praised the work: "But if you take this piece to participate in the design competition, the results will not be far behind." ”

Jiang Xiaomian didn't make much noise when he heard it, and still put away those design drawings.

Han Feiran stopped making fun of her, "I know that Dongyang is leaving, you are not happy, don't talk about you, I am also reluctant." ”

Jiang Xiaomian still pretended not to care: "If you are reluctant, you will play with him, he will only leave the day after tomorrow, there is still one day tomorrow, and it is still too late." ”

Sometimes, unintentionally saying things can always expose his innermost thoughts, Han Feiran thought that Jiang Xiaomian could say this, and she had the idea of going to find Xiang Dongyang in her heart. He glanced at him and said, "Give me your phone." ”

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Xiaomian took out the phone without crippping.

As soon as Han Feiran scooped up her phone, she flipped out her address book, searched for Xiang Dongyang's name, and held the phone high: "Na, I'll help you call him, let's call him out." ”

"You give it to me!" When Jiang Xiaomian was about to grab the phone, he dodged back, making her pounce.

Han Feiran's eyes widened and he smiled, "Huh? "Either you don't want to see him, or you just want to meet him alone?" ”

Jiang Xiaomian lowered his face, didn't answer Han Feiran's words, pretended not to hear, turned around and went to the shelf next to him to get some fabric to ponder the problem of clothing design.

Jiang Xiaomian's mobile phone vibrated in Han Feiran's hand, and when he quietly looked through it, it was a text message sent to Dongyang.

"Xiaomian, the flight is a day early, the silence between us should be over, if you have anything else to say to me, I am at the main entrance of the school now. Come or not, I'll wait for you. ”

At this time, Jiang Xiaomian was only focused on studying, and he didn't notice Han Feiran's strange expression next to him at all.

Suddenly a bad thought came to him, and Han Feiran even became short of breath. He tilted his head slightly and tried to calm down, but his heart was still beating violently, and his conscience surging in the depths of his blood seemed to be fluctuating. He pressed his thumb heavily on the delete button, and it took a long time for him to let go, and his inbox flashed a few times before turning blank. The dial button was turned on again, and a string of numeric codes made Jiang Xiaomian's mobile phone silently shut down.

At the gate of Changnan University, Xiang Dongyang waited for the stone to sink into the sea.

Jiang Xiaomian didn't see him for a long time, but he saw Han Feiran.

In the night, the stars have not yet risen. Xiang Dongyang couldn't see Han Feiran's expression clearly, but he could hear the words in his mouth clearly.

"Xiaomian, she won't come to see you, you can go."

Xiang Dongyang was slightly stunned, he still suspected that his hearing was malfunctioning, and pressed his throat to confirm again: "Did she personally say that she wouldn't come to see me?" ”

When Xiang Dongyang said the word "no", he added an accent, for fear that Han Feiran would not hear it clearly.

Han Feiran nodded, "Could it be that my words are not clear enough?" ”

Xiang Dongyang still didn't give up, and dialed Jiang Xiaomian's phone.

Han Feiran moved his mouth coldly: "I saw with my own eyes that she turned off her mobile phone after receiving your text message." ”

At this time, if a bolt of lightning was drawn in the sky, it would definitely slash at Han Feiran's head impartially.

Xiang Dongyang raised his head, the dark shadows of the tall kapok branches and leaves became more and more dark in the night, what could be darker than this night? Yes, it was the lonely female voice on the other side of the microphone, tired of repeating the phrase "dial later" over and over again.

"Okay, I got it." Xiang Dongyang's expression changed from sluggish to painful, he pinned the last shred of hope on Han Feiran, and his trembling voice seemed to be particularly unwilling to accept the reality, and said, "Otherwise, please tell her that I will wait for her at the airport at eleven o'clock tomorrow." ”

After Xiang Dongyang finished speaking, he took a step, and did not wait for Han Feiran to agree.

Han Feiran shouted loudly behind him: "Xiang Dongyang, I warn you, don't show up again after you leave, I will be by her side in the future, don't blame me for treating you as an enemy when we meet again." ”

The momentum of the declaration of war in the words was so frightened that even the night was trembling and afraid.

Xiang Dongyang didn't say anything more, and the pain was dragged like a light dragging a figure, from the school gate to the street, from the street to the intersection.

On the way home, he reproached himself with a thousand words with every step he took, "If she has resolved not to see me again, why do I have the slightest room for illusion, and my eyes are like a beggar begging for food?" It's been three years, and she has forced herself to the point of being useless, embarrassed, and begging for the three words "Jiang Xiaomian", and in her eyes, heart, paintings, and diaries, all of her hearts are other people's names..."

In the end, Xiang Dongyang didn't know what else to blame.

The next day, at Changnan Airport, Xiang's family was at the airport, and Xiang's mother always had endless instructions to her son, chattering and endlessly, which was more chattering and annoying than the airport broadcast.

I wish time had stopped in this moment, but it would also leave like a human being.

After the broadcast urged the previous wave of flights, it was the turn of the next wave. It's like a day goes by and day after day, one person walks and then another.

"Passengers taking Chang Southern Airlines HKG05 should note that your plane will take off in half an hour, please bring your belongings and prepare to board."

Xiang Dongyang looked around, but couldn't find her. The flight urging was repeated again and again in his ears. The time that belongs to them seems to be dying.

"Dongyang, what are you still looking at, let's go." Xiang Mu urged and patted her son's clothes, the shirt of a well-known brand of high-end fabrics, obviously there was no dust, and it couldn't be cleaner anymore, she just took a picture of the dust on her hands.

Xiang Dongyang looked forward to it and said, "Mom, I'll wait." ”

Xiang Xiyan pretended to be confused beside him, "Dongyang, go quickly." The person who will really send you is long overdue. ”

"Xiang Dongyang!" Not far away a call.

The babbling male voice, obviously, is not Jiang Xiaomian's call.

Lu Xiaoguo gasped and hurried over, looking almost out of breath, and patted Dong Yang's shoulder dissatisfiedly: "Lao Xiang, you changed the shift and announced it so late, do you want to go quietly behind our backs?" I got out of class and ran over without eating, but luckily I caught up!"

Xiang Dongyang saw that Lu Xiaoguo was alone, so he was in no mood to joke with him, and asked vaguely: "Xiaomian, she?" ...”

"She, I don't know..."

Xiang Xiyan hurriedly glanced at Lu Xiaoguo, and interjected: "Dongyang, there is no time." ”

Xiang Dongyang kept staring in the direction of the entrance, as if he could see a bright red kapok. But there was no kapok, and there was no her. There is only one foot in and one foot out, how much like the two directions of parting in time!

"I'm gone, goodbye."

After Xiang Dongyang finished speaking, he moved his steps and put the suitcase at the check-in place. Then he easily let go of his hands, and the soles of his feet writhed heavily, and every step he took would involve a sharp pain, like the discomfort of a blister.

After lunch, Jiang Xiaomian walked in the school, and the low-flying insects always stood side by side with her, as if they wanted to talk about something; Next to the grass and mud, the earthworms that came out of the hole moved happily with the ants; In the chaotic summer, the smell of kapok white wool floats; Thick clouds obscured the sun, and although the sunlight did not penetrate the air, it still hit the sultry heat, and the skin sweated slightly.

Jiang Xiaomian thought to himself that it should be raining soon, it's good to rain today, don't let it rain when he leaves tomorrow, it's so unlucky. I think about his plane tomorrow at twelve o'clock, go to the airport and look at him from a distance.

"Xiaomian?" Jiang Xiaomian was startled after being called by Lin Shen behind him.

Lin Shen screamed, as if he saw the sky falling, "Lu Xiaoguo is in a hurry to send Xiang Dongyang, why are you slipping here!" I didn't find you just now, I thought you went to the airport! ”

Jiang Xiaomian felt that the sky had really collapsed.

"Lu Xiaoguo is going to see him off? When was this? What time is the flight? ”

Lin Shen scratched his head: "I don't know what time the flight is, anyway, in the cafeteria just now, Lu Xiaoguo didn't have time to eat, so he looked at his phone and hurriedly said that he was going to the airport." ”

Jiang Xiaomian didn't say much, she pulled her legs and rushed out of the school gate, a taxi was parked at the school gate, she didn't see if there was anyone in the taxi, so she opened the door and sat in, "Master, airport." ”

The driver looked like he had just woken up, yawned, then stood up in the driver's seat, poked his head out, answered lazily, and drove leisurely to his destination. After a while, Jiang Xiaomian urged the driver twice, but the driver was impatient and replied, "It's the peak time for commuting meals, Miss, don't rush!" I'm being pushed to speed by you. ”

The traffic that had been in the last minute was still full of traffic, and now it is immediately paralyzed.

Jiang Xiaomian dialed Xiang Dongyang's phone, turned off the phone, and directly opened the car door and ran in the direction of the airport.

"Hey, miss, you haven't paid yet!"

The passenger ran away, the driver hurriedly got out of the car to chase, but he couldn't abandon the car to chase that little money, he returned to the car with a complaining tone, glanced at the mobile phone in the back seat, and muttered about his experience of carrying passengers: "I have carried so many passengers, in order to hurry everything I have encountered, some people have not had time to give change, and some people have evaded fares. ...”

From May to June, there are always endless cotton wool in Changnan, and the white fluttering wool sprinkled on Jiang Xiaomian along the way, or scratched in front of her eyes; Then there was a drizzle, and the rain mercilessly knocked down the half-floating cotton wool, which soaked through the rain, some sank into the soil, and some lightly stuck to Jiang Xiaomian's hair, her clothes, or the soles of her shoes.

Jiang Xiaomian ran a few roads, like a race against time, and she didn't know who would win. I only knew that the airport was in front of me, and I fell as soon as I stepped on the wet floor.

She didn't care how embarrassed she was, dragging her wet body like a madman, shouting Xiang Dongyang's name to all corners of the airport. The crowded crowd overshadowed a group, thinking that after this crowd you could see Xiang Dongyang, but after a while...

A staff member grabbed Jiang Xiaomian and reminded: "Hello, Miss, this is a public place, please don't make a loud noise."

Jiang Xiaomian's tone became impatient: "Please help me find a passenger named Xiang Dongyang, is he tomorrow's flight."

After checking the staff, the staff at the service desk said, "Miss, I'm sorry, Mr. Xiang Dongyang changed his schedule two days ago and flew to Hong Kong at 12 o'clock at noon today. It's half past twelve. ”

"Changed your flight two days ago?" Jiang Xiaomian stayed where she was, forgetting to thank others.

Rushing along the way, like a flying swallow panicked upside down, but in the end it was doused with a pot of boiling water, and there was nothing to struggle before dying. Her body was so soft that she only had the strength to lie down, and she wanted to lie on the ground and cry without a sound.

However, they may be detained on charges of disturbing public order.

The rain outside gradually became heavier, Jiang Xiaomian walked in the rain, a pair of legs that were running hard just now, now they are shaking so much that they can't walk properly, and if they insist on walking a few steps, they will have a broken consciousness.

"Huh" A car ran over the pit, and the water bursting out of the pit almost knocked the thin Jiang Xiaomian down. She didn't go any further, and lost her way anyway. Finally she sat in the rain, accompanied by the rain, listening to the rain.

The rain was obviously still heavy, but Jiang Xiaomian didn't feel the sensation on his body, and then he only heard the sound of the rain slapping on the umbrella.

Jiang Xiaomian saw a pair of feet standing in front of her, what else was she expecting, and she looked up suddenly, still with a lost face.

Han Feiran moved the umbrella on Jiang Xiaomian's head, and he saw that Jiang Xiaomian's disappointed eyes flowed out of tears, or rain. This time, it was for him to be drenched in this rain.

"Did you know he changed his flight?" As soon as Jiang Xiaomian spoke, she felt that her teeth were cold.

"I know, I thought you did."

Han Feiran's words gave Jiang Xiaomian a heavy blow, but she didn't know that Han Feiran was used to torn between deception and lies.

Han Feiran's ears were not only the sound of the rain knocking on the umbrella and landing, but also the sound of Jiang Xiaomian whimpering, "He didn't tell me, he didn't..."

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