Chapter 2: The Journey (2)
The car went on the asphalt road and basically didn't see any other cars. In the middle of summer, the cedars and camphors on both sides of the road are extremely verdant. It has just experienced a torrential rain, and it is extra green and cool.
The car traveled for a long time before it arrived at the Twin Towers of the Military Headquarters, and in the distance, I saw the guards with guns on their backs and strictly waiting. Standing next to the hollow iron gate, he was a little hesitant. Since the night of Liang Zhi's accident, Qing Qian has not come to visit He Shiyi for several days. When I went to the ward today, the hospital said that the person had been discharged.
She stumbled recklessly and came here.
"Miss Yan." While hesitating, he suddenly heard someone shouting to him. Qing Qian looked back and saw that Wu Wu had just gotten out of the car, as if he had just come back from outside.
"Chief Wu." Seeing Wu Wu, Qingqian breathed a sigh of relief; "Is Major Healer's injuries?"
"I'm going to Major He, do you want Miss Yan to go with me?" Wu Wu is thin and small, and he looks very smart.
"Okay." Qing Qian nodded and followed Wu Wu into the gate of the military headquarters.
Walk through the wide corridor in the middle of the twin buildings, and then go deeper into it, and there is a cave. Behind the two small activity venues, rows of small white buildings come into view.
"Miss Yan, haven't you seen you for a few days?" There is a distance to walk, but fortunately, it has just rained, and the breeze is blowing slowly, which is very refreshing.
"I'm sorry, I've been busy lately." Qing Qian felt sorry in his heart, and he didn't feel more and more polite when he spoke.
"Miss Yan is busy going abroad?" Wu Wu smiled.
"Hmm." Qingqian has been persuading Master Qi with Mrs. Qi to go abroad for Qi Liangzhi's going abroad, and he can be regarded as busy with going abroad.
Qing Qian and Wu Wu chatted and walked through the activity field, and saw a woman in purple dress passing by from the south side of the activity field from a distance. Qing Qian paused slightly, such a familiar figure.
"What are you looking at?" Wu Wu looked at Qing Qian, who suddenly stopped.
"Oh, I like I saw a student." With a shallow smile, the Qi family has always had frequent contacts with the military department, and it is not surprising to see Qi Ya here.
Although it is an ordinary dormitory, it is very exquisite. The room is divided into two, and the living room is bypassed by the mahogany screen of the Eight Immortals in the room. He Shiyi was sitting on the bed reading the newspaper, as if he heard the footsteps entering the door, raised his head to meet the shallow gaze.
It may be the reason for walking, and there is a faint flush on the shallow cheeks. It's just that he is still in his twenties, and he wears a plain black dark cheongsam, and he doesn't look old, and the skin on the back can be broken.
After not seeing him for a few days, He Wet's complexion became better and better. Sending the gift he brought, he approached the bedside in a shallow manner; "Is Major He better?"
Wu Wu had already brought tea and water.
"Much better, Miss Yan bothered." He Shiyi put down the newspaper and concentrated on talking to Qingqian.
A torrential rain had just cooled the dreary weather, and the wind in the air seemed to be ironing.
Qingqian held a warm glass in his hand, and the tea was the best Dongting Biluochun. The tea leaves flutter in the cup, as if they are in a flying dance, and the fragrance of tea is overflowing. Qingqian rubbed the wall of the glass cup sleeve, and his heart was like the noisy tea leaves, and he panicked for no reason.
The dormitory was very quiet, Wu Wu didn't know when he had already left, and He Shiyi sat quietly opposite.
In the past few days, she has been running around for the sake of Liangzhi. I was bent on going abroad, and I no longer thought about where the inexplicable melancholy that came from the bottom of my heart at that time came from. She has always been a bold xingzi, and in recent years, this courage has become more and more stable and wise.
It's just that these days, in the matter of going abroad. But she seems to be acting according to the Xingzi of the past, and she is bent on cutting through the mess quickly.
Until this moment, sitting next to He Shiyi, the inexplicable appearance seemed to gradually become clear.
"Miss Yan's going abroad, how are you preparing?" He Shiyi saw that Qingqian had been sitting there quietly, looking a little at a loss.
Outside the window, it began to rain again, the southern climate is humid, the rainfall is abundant, and it is located in the lower reaches of the Youjiang River. Every year in May and June, when the rain falls heavily, the Water Supplies Office is not idle. This year was an exception, there was no rain for months, and the crops in the fields were turned over in the sun. I thought it was raining at all, but it was just late, and it still had to fall in the end. There was only a slight delay, but it made people in the scorching heat hypothetical.
The tea leaves in the teacup have sunk to the bottom of the cup, and the tea color is fresh and tender, and the green is bright. Qing Qian's hand holding the teacup tightened, and he raised his head and smiled at He Shiyi; "Major He, I'm here to bid you farewell today."
"Leaving now?" He Wet's tone was flat, as if he had expected it.
"Well, tomorrow's ship." Qingqian's heart was lost, she was so cautious. But he was still so calm.
"What time is the boat, I'll see you off." He wet clothes asked, polite and thoughtful.
"Major He is injured, so he still doesn't have to work." For some reason, there was something called "embarrassment" in Qingqian's heart. I just want to end this conversation quickly and get out of this situation.
However, it has always been my own mistake.
"Miss Yan is traveling far away, I should send it, and I don't know when the next time we meet." He Shiyi interrupted the shallow excuse, and there was a bit of persistence in his words.
"Tomorrow afternoon, three o'clock." Kiyosha didn't want to continue on this matter.
"I have a friend in the UK, and Miss Yan can go to him if she encounters any difficulties." He Shiyi seemed to have been prepared, and as he spoke, he had already pulled out a book from the bookshelf next to the bed, and handed a business card sandwiched in the book to Qing Qian.
"Thank you, Major He." Qing Qian did not shirk, and reached out to take it.
The two talked a little about going abroad, and Wu Wu came in, as if he had military affairs to talk to He Shiyi. Qing Qian took the opportunity to get up and say goodbye.
Wu Wu wanted to send him off, but was rejected by Qing Qian.
It was office hours, and it was quiet in the hallway. The sound of light leather shoes on the wooden floor is particularly clear. Crisp, rapid ....... Yes, she was in a hurry, as if there was a terrible thing chasing her behind her, and she fled so openly, so embarrassed.
Out of the dormitory building, Qing Qian found that he had left his handbag in He Wet's dormitory. There are a lot of things that you usually bring with you, and the rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, so no matter how much you don't want to go back, you always have to take your umbrella back.
Along the corridor, Qing Qian turned back again. Qingqian walked slowly, and before he knew it, he arrived at the door of He Wet's dormitory. Just as he was about to knock on the door, there was a noise inside.
"Major, do you really plan to let Miss Yan leave like this?" It was Wu Wu's voice, full of questions.
"Otherwise." He wet's voice had no temperature.
"But ......" Wu Wu seemed to hesitate.
"No, it's her wish to go abroad. Why should I be so difficult? It was an ordinary tone, but it came out through the heavy door panel, which seemed to add a little loneliness.
Listening to it in the ears, it was like thunder.
Did he think so? It's not that I don't want to, I just can't.
Qingqian went downstairs in a trance, and his heart was pounding. It's no longer the age to do less. His words are very clear, even with a wise intellect. However, it was such words of slight loss in reason that made Qing Qian feel at a loss in vain.