[Bottle evil] Waiting for the migratory birds to fly back

Wu Xie felt that Zhang Qiling was simply his fate.

This was the thought that came to his mind when he saw Zhang Qiling at the school gate after school every day for a whole week.

Zhang Qiling was wearing a restrained and low-key windbreaker. There were people coming and going at the gate of the school. He just stood there alone, with his hands in his pockets and his eyes slightly lowered. Wu Xie didn't know what he was thinking. He was just in a daze, he had an outstanding appearance, and he could be seen at a glance in the crowd.

He probably came to pick up Su Wan. Wu Xie still thought so at first, but when he asked this question, Zhang Qiling replied: "Su Wan is not a child anymore. A blind man works overtime in the company. He can go home by himself."

Wu Xie Nahan: "Then why are you here?"

Instead, Zhang Qiling paused, and under Wu Xie's blank gaze, he said slowly: "Just think I'm here to catch up with you."

So he had no choice but to have dinner with someone who kept talking about old times with him. After learning that Wu Xie's current address was nearby, Zhang Qiling logically drove Wu Xie home every night.

After a full week of this kind of life, Wu Xie went from being unaccustomed to it at the beginning to now simply breaking the can, as long as Zhang Qiling didn't take the initiative to mention that matter, he simply pretended that nothing happened.

Now when he saw Zhang Qiling at the school gate, Wu Xie was able to face it normally.

Wu Xie approached him a few steps, and when he was hesitating whether to say hello, Zhang Qiling seemed to have sensed Wu Xie's presence suddenly. He raised his eyelids, and the moment his eyes fell on him, there was a bit of softness. .

Wu Xie's heart seemed to be swept lightly by a feather.

"Is your company's off-duty time earlier than that of the school teachers?" Wu Xie joked, "Will you welcome me to change jobs?"

Zhang Qiling actually thought about it seriously: "If you want to, it's not impossible." Wu Xie: "..."

Call you a bitch!

Zhang Qiling didn't continue this topic, he smiled slightly, "The weather is nice today, do you want to go for a walk together later?" Wu Xie noticed that he did not drive here, but his home is not far from here, and Zhang Qiling's home is also In this neighborhood, walking back would be considered a walk, and it would be embarrassing to be driven home by Zhang Qiling for a week.

He nodded, "That's fine, let me send you home anyway." Zhang Qiling was a little surprised, but he didn't refuse.

Wu Xie had other thoughts in his heart, Zhang Qiling used various reasons to get close to him this week, but in fact his health had already recovered.Although he can't figure it out at all, in his opinion, whether it's because of a friend or any other relationship, what Zhang Qiling has done has been benevolent and righteous. If you have something to say, you can just say it at once. In the future... don't do it again See you so often.

He silently planned in his heart that he wanted to have a good talk with Zhang Qiling, but he didn't know that Zhang Qiling at the side also had the same thought - no matter what kind of past they had, ten years have passed, some words will come sooner or later, I have to say it.

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At seven o'clock after sunset, the heat in the air gradually dissipated, and the cool wind flowed through the ankles. The fallen leaves on the roadside were blown up, swirled in the air, and gently fell on the artificial lake.

Now is the best time of day for a walk.

Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling walked slowly along an artificial lake. Wu Xie looked at the people walking beside him, hesitated to speak for a while, and then asked, "Have you been working here all this time?"

Zhang Qiling replied very naturally, "It's been like this for the past few years. I was transferred to the United States by the company half a year ago, and I just came back a week ago. I probably won't leave in the short term."

Wu Xie looked at his side face thoughtfully.

Zhang Qiling turned his head to look at him, "When did you come back?"

Wu Xie came back to his senses, realized that Zhang Qiling was looking at him, and smiled embarrassedly: "It was not long ago."

"Really..." Zhang Qiling looked at his rare embarrassment and smiled slightly, then looked away: "Then you have been gone for a long time."

"Yeah..." Wu Xie thought of some things in the past, and felt a little emotional. When he was about to say something, his eyes suddenly fell to a place not far ahead, and he stopped unconsciously and stood still.

Zhang Qiling turned to look at him.

"This park," Wu Xie asked hesitantly, "is it just ten years ago..."

Zhang Qiling nodded: "The original site is here, but it's not the original one, it's been refurbished." He said calmly, there might be some other tone in that calmness, but Wu Xie couldn't think of those for a while, he just looked ahead , his expression flashed blankly, sad, and miss all kinds of complicated emotions for a moment, and finally returned to calm, he sighed softly.

This is the park where their basketball team practiced that summer ten years ago. Unexpectedly, after ten years, it has become so that I hardly recognize it.

Thinking of what happened ten years ago, Wu Xie still couldn't help but sigh.

Although Wu Xie is based on the present, when looking back at the past, he found that what happened when he was young-missing a basketball game, or missing a person-is actually nothing. Compared with the great sadness of life, these teenagers Human troubles are just a drop in the ocean.

After thinking this through, he decided to come back.

Because he made an appointment with a person before, and he promised that person. In less than ten years, if he didn't think about these things clearly, he would never come back.

He is like an exiled migratory bird, hovering in a foreign country for a long time, nowhere to settle, nowhere to inhabit, looking up, nowhere is his hometown.

He has lived in the United States for ten years, seriously thinking about what is right and what is wrong, what is the meaning of life, and what he should do to make it meaningful.

It wasn't until he finally let go of what he once held dear - he thought - that he finally came back.

"Would you like to take a look?" Wu Xie looked at Zhang Qiling calmly, but he couldn't see what Zhang Qiling wanted to do, maybe he could guess, it was just a little...but it was almost enough, but he really wanted to Not out...why?

I've figured it out, but why?

Why... do I feel like I'm wrong?

"Okay." He heard himself say softly.

Try again, he thought, but I want to try again.