Night Labyrinth

It is now the beginning of December, the last month of the first semester of my senior year, a few weeks before the thesis is about to be completed, the coldest season of the year, and the day after Song Qian left.

And I am sitting on a train going south at the moment, it will travel 1300 kilometers, and the destination is Beijing.

The temperature gets hotter the further south we go. I lie down by the window and watch the white snow fade away little by little, and my mood warms up accordingly.

In fact, I didn't suffer from insomnia that night. I finally fell asleep at about three or four o'clock.

Song Qian got up early the next morning, but I slept so deeply that she finally had to shake me awake.

I said I would go to the train station to see her off, but Song Qian said that she would not bother me if she still had to go through the formalities.

Originally, I was just talking about it, but since she declined, I stopped insisting.

I said to her, "Take care and be careful on the road."

She said to me, "Goodbye, there will be a time later".

Then hugs, waves, goodbyes.

"Thank you." She smiled at me a second before turning her head.

"What?" I asked.

"I said thank you for your hospitality last night." There was a kind of relief in Song Qian's smile that I couldn't understand.

"It's okay, you're welcome." Actually, I should say thank you. If it wasn't for Song Qian's arrival, I might have been kept in the dark like this.

"There will be a period later." She repeated.

I nodded, "There will be a period later."

Seeing Song Qian walking away, I turned and went back to the bedroom.

Originally, I wanted to continue to sleep with my head covered, but I didn't expect that I would suddenly wake up after she left.

It only took me 10 minutes to figure out what to do next.

Go to Beijing and find He Lin!

Then I spent an hour packing my luggage, tidying up my bedroom, and booking train tickets.

And the rest of the day before the departure of the train was spent waiting.

According to my plan, I went to Beijing early in the morning the next day. Because it was an express train, I could arrive before 5:[-] pm.And I have already found the address of He Lin's company. It is exactly an hour from the train station to get there. I have to say that big companies have this advantage, and they can find information casually.Then, I arrived when He Lin was about to get off work, called her, told her that I was in Beijing, and then suddenly appeared in her doubts, giving her a surprise.

I don't have much luggage, except for a laptop and a few clothes, a backpack is enough to hold it.

Because the clothes at home are enough to change for a winter, and Beijing is only an hour’s drive from my home, so I can go back directly after confessing my love this time.

Of course, if the confession is successful, it would be even better if He Lin could stay with me in Beijing for a few days.

And it happened to be Friday night when I arrived.

The roar of the train tracks is as disturbing as my mood at the moment.

I took out my phone and turned to the text message He Lin sent to me at 5:21 on May 13 last year.

"It's okay to meet each other, don't miss you all the time..."

I looked over over and over again, and the corners of my mouth also rose.

Then at a certain unconscious moment, I raised the phone to my eyes, and gently kissed He Lin's name on the screen, on the sender column.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the uncle on the opposite side looking at me with strange eyes, and I realized how weird my behavior was at the moment.

I hurriedly put down my phone and turned my head away, but my face still burned up.

If it weren't for that uncle still staring at me, I think I'm about to laugh out loud now.

Looking at the phone, the time shows that I will see He Lin in 6 hours.

The scene after that I have envisioned countless times and countless times during the whole day waiting for the train to start.

From the nonchalant style to the resting style and then to the crying style.

In the end I settled on the straightforward formula.

Amidst He Lin's doubts and surprises, I walked over, smiled, and said to her affirmatively, "Hey, He Lin, date me."

Since you still refuse to take the initiative until now, let me do it.

Well, then we must show courage.

That kind of domineering, tough, and irresistible courage.

Of course, because He Lin never plays cards according to common sense, I have to be prepared to adapt to the situation.

In short, this time I must see He Lin's shocked expression because of me.

My heart is clamoring for the scene that may appear in 6 hours. The emptiness of the past two years seems to be filled at once, so full that it is almost impossible to hold.

The long wait is finally coming to an end.

I fumbled in my backpack and took out a thick notebook.

This is He Lin's birthday present to me. I bring it with me in the hope that it can also help me witness.

Open the book, and there is the withered sunflower inside.

It is obviously a dry, fragile petal that has lost its color, but at this moment I feel that it is emitting a brilliant golden brilliance like the sun.

I put my face close to the cold air coming from the window slit, and I feel that I urgently need to cool down now.

The author has something to say:

In the afternoon, it was said that there would be three shifts, but I just found out that it seems that two shifts are better, so that we can be happier for a while...

Hey, do I say that as a spoiler for the next chapter...I really made myself cry (┬＿┬)

Well, the third watch is the third watch, but in order to make you happy for a while, I will update it later...

Just 12 o'clock, so you can choose whether to be happy until midnight or tomorrow morning ╮(╯▽╰)╭