Waiting for you at the place where you are reborn

"It's not a big deal? He clearly knows that our story is now a hot topic in Lincheng, and there are reporters everywhere who want to take pictures of us and want to know who you are?" Song Qiaoran excitedly took out his phone, "I'll ask him."

Zhang Keyan took the phone from her and said, "Qiao Ran, don't ask anymore. I want to participate in the interview program."

"Why?" Song Qiaoran asked.

"It seems like there's a lock between me and this world. I want to know every aspect of how this society works. I want to understand this world in a new way."

"No, you absolutely cannot go to the radio station." Song Qiaoran's attitude was a little abnormal.

"Why?" Zhang Keyan asked.

Song Qiaoran looked at Zhang Keyan. Why? She answered him hesitantly, "I don't like you showing up in public."

"The radio station doesn't need to be visible, only the voice can be heard," said Zhang Keyan.

"Why do you have to go to the radio station?" Song Qiaoran asked.

"To find myself back." Zhang Keyan said firmly: "I want to find myself back from every level."

Song Qiaoran looked at Zhang Keyan helplessly, and finally said weakly: "I'm afraid that if you go to the radio station, you will never be able to face the present again."

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At five o'clock in the afternoon, Wu Linxi walked out of the recording studio carrying his bag.

Ever since she turned down the hosting offer for other programs, she has become a typical example of leaving get off work on time at 5 o'clock.

Walking through the hall, she heard the sad song again. She had never paid attention to it before, but recently she listened to it with special attention and remembered two lines of the lyrics: 'Where are you? I really want to remember but I can't remember. I only hope that your voice can wake me up...'

She remembered that Qi Xiangtian had told her this line of lyrics when he came to pick her up, and asked them why they had to play such a sad song in the hall.

Wu Linxi's eyes became moist. The sad lyrics of this song had long become their elegy.

Walking out of the hall and onto the street, in the early spring of Lincheng, although the winter chill still lingers, the red and green buds on the branches have already indicated that warmth is just around the corner.

Taking out her cell phone, she dialed Qi Jinye.

"Lin Xi——"

"Uncle Qi, how are you doing recently?"

"Lin Xi, you haven't been here for a long time. Come to the villa for dinner on the weekend."

"Okay, I'll come to see you this weekend." Wu Linxi choked up as he spoke, "Xiang Tian - do you have any information about him?"

"Lin Xi..." Qi Jinye's tears also choked him on the phone, "You always ask if Xiang Tian has any information? If he had any information, he would have contacted you a long time ago, and would not have waited until now. It's been a year and a half, you don't have to wait for him anymore, I have given up, I can't wait any longer. You have to consider the rest of your life, and your parents, and get married when it's time."

"I don't believe it. He really won't come back." Wu Linxi said, choking.

"Lin Xi, don't be stubborn. If that body was not his, where do you think he went? Would he abandon you and me and just disappear without a word?" Qi Jinye's suppressed crying voice reached Wu Linxi's ears through the phone.

"No——" Wu Linxi said stubbornly: "There is no reason for him to go to the chemical plant, and no reason for him to die there."

"Qi Xiangtian is my only son. Even I have accepted my fate. You should just let him go." Qi Jinye said while sobbing.

Wu Linxi hung up the phone. Every call ended in tears. She looked ahead to where Qi Xiangtian had been standing waiting for her, and muttered to herself, "Where are you? Please tell me, where are you?"