[Danmei] You and I never meet

On the day I left, I took one last look at the house where Zhang Zheng and I lived for a whole year. Every piece of furniture inside was full of memories.

Finally, without saying goodbye to anyone, I left Changsha on a rainy morning.

Qi Yang's car was parked at the corner not far from downstairs.

He got out of the car, packed my luggage for me, opened the door of the passenger seat for me, and said, "Let's go."

I drove silently all the way to Huanghua Airport, the windshield wipers flapped regularly, I leaned on the seat, cold, and didn't want to talk.Seeing me like this, Qi Yang hesitated to speak several times.He ended up saying nothing.

I know he's worried about me.But at this time, I can't even take care of my own feelings, let alone others.

At this moment, Zhang Zheng should be preparing for the meeting with his mother.With his mother around, I thought, he wouldn't know that I'm leaving today.

But maybe, no matter how much I don't want it to happen intellectually, deep down in my heart, I still have a sliver of hope that he can chase me and keep me.

Missing, missing, suddenly, shed tears for no reason.

Qi Yang didn't say anything, but silently took out two pieces of paper from the paper box and handed them to me.

I took the paper and closed my eyes.

Until arriving at Huanghua Airport.

Qi Yang helped me check in the luggage.I sat in the waiting room where people came and went, alone, alone, watching the countless separations going on in front of me.

When Qi Yang finished checking in, he came to find me and said, "I have already found a house for you in L City, and the address and the landlord's contact information are all put in this envelope."

He handed me the envelope.I put it away, looked up at Qi Yang, and said, "Thank you, I will trouble you with these matters."

He smiled at me tenderly and said, "You're being so polite to me, I don't even know what to say."

I forced a smile and asked, "When are you coming?"

He said: "After the Spring Festival, I will come over. Don't worry, I have already contacted a friend of mine in the United States. Her name is Monica. She will pick you up at the airport."

I nodded.

He added: "I'm applying for a student visa for you. I've already contacted the school over there for you, and Monica will help you with all the formalities."

I nodded and said, "Understood, thank you."

He took out an iPhone from the bag and gave it to me, saying: "A US general mobile phone card has been installed in it, and there is Monica's contact information in it."

I took the phone, and at this moment, there was a pleasant voice on the radio: "Passengers who are going to Beijing Capital Airport..."

I stood up and said to him, "I'm leaving."

He nodded.

I took one last look at the busy airport and didn't see him.

I am a little happy, but more sad.I admit, I am somewhat hypocritical at this time.

I boarded the plane, found my seat and sat down, leaning against the porthole and staring in a daze alone.This time, I don't know if I can come back.Maybe, many years later, when Zhang Zhang thinks of me again, the attributive about me will add a dead guest.

"Are you okay?" A clear voice suddenly came from my right.

I turned my head and saw a face so beautiful that I wanted to describe it as a beauty.

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