Xiangyu

The venue for the summit is indoors.

After Song Yuqiao arrived at the hotel at noon, he only had time to put down his luggage.His lunch is very simple, a pasta provided by the hotel.In order to catch up with the speech before the two o'clock symposium, he didn't even have time to take a short break.

During the presiding process, Professor Letterman found that Song Yuqiao had arrived at the venue ahead of schedule, and he showed unexpected surprise. He specially introduced Song Yuqiao to colleagues at home and abroad during the stringing of lyrics.

Song Yuqiao was flattered, and when he walked to his seat, he thanked him repeatedly.

After finally sitting down, he secretly let out a breath in his heart.

Song Yuqiao couldn't help wondering whether he wouldn't be surrounded by reporters after the symposium if Professor Letterman hadn't mentioned him specifically.

However, such doubts are no longer necessary in the face of the established reality.

After the speeches of several experts and scholars from home and abroad, Song Yuqiao took the stage to participate in the discussion part of the symposium.

The end time of the symposium was [-]:[-], and it was already [-]:[-] when Song Yuqiao emerged from the crowd of reporters.

Director Wei had been waiting for Song Yuqiao for a long time, and when he saw Song Yuqiao finally escaped, he immediately stepped forward and told him that the car was ready and they could go directly to the hotel for dinner.

Since it was a settled matter, even though Song Yuqiao was timid, he did not go back on his word.

When leaving the venue, he ran into Letterman, and the two agreed to meet in Xijin next week.

The academicians on the other side could not be left out in the cold, Song Yuqiao followed Director Wei's footsteps and left in a hurry.

Song Yuqiao stayed in the venue all afternoon, and the car was parked in the underground garage.When the car was on the road, he realized that it was already raining.

Thinking of the typhoon mentioned earlier, Song Yuqiao felt that the rain was getting heavier.

This is also good, so that the dinner party can end earlier.

"Professor Song, I ordered Hunan cuisine for dinner, so it should suit your taste?" Director Wei smiled.

Song Yuqiao took out his mobile phone and nodded.

"I think so. You are from Yuetang, so I just want to say that Hunan cuisine can't be wrong. Besides, Dean Gao also likes to eat Hunan cuisine." Director Wei said cheerfully.

"Well, the teacher's wife is from Tanzhou." Song Yuqiao asked, "The teacher's wife is also with you?"

Director Wei shook his head and said, "No, take care of your grandson at home, haha. By the way, Professor Song, you are not married yet?"

"Not yet." Song Yuqiao saw that Qiao Yusong sent himself a message about an hour ago.

"No reminder at home? Hehe, but you are still very young." Director Wei answered the question by himself, probably noticing that Song Yuqiao was swiping his phone, so he stopped talking.

Qiao Yusong: Hi, how is work going?How to arrange it at night?

Is he talking like this now?Song Yuqiao frowned in confusion.Thinking of Qiao Yusong's thoughtful and polite way of serving passengers on the plane, Song Yuqiao's doubts deepened.

But a conversation of one or two sentences is only an example, not enough to be a sample.Song Yuqiao listened to the sound of the wiper, thought for a while, and replied: I only have time at about 10:30.Are you going to rest then?

After the message was sent, within a few seconds, Song Yuqiao saw that the other party was typing in the dialog box.

He waited, expecting an answer soon, but waited a long time.He had to tap the screen repeatedly to prevent it from locking.

Finally, Qiao Yusong replied: I haven't rested yet.Then we'll see you after 10:30?

There should be drinks at the dinner in the evening, Song Yuqiao hesitated whether to go back to the hotel to take a shower after the dinner, and worried that it would be too late.After thinking about it, Song Yuqiao replied: Eleven o'clock, if you haven't slept yet.The evening is a social gathering, and I'm not sure when it will end.

This time, Qiao Yusong's message came back quickly: Eleven o'clock is fine.Where is it?Where do you live?Or, where is your place to eat?I can wait for you near there, so I don't have to run around.

Song Yuqiao just wanted to ask him where he lived.Jing'an is not Yuetang. It is impossible for them to meet each other within an hour just by sending a message like they did when they were young.

However, Song Yuqiao looked at the street scene blurred by the rain, and chose not to answer any questions, but said: Where do you live?Send me your address and I'll see where it fits.

Soon after his message was sent, Qiao Yusong sent a location.

Song Yuqiao opened the map and confirmed that Qiao Yusong's hotel was in a different area from his own. If the two wanted to meet, even if they found a compromise location, it would take at least an hour.Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, Song Yuqiao had to estimate the time again.

Song Yuqiao: I see that there is a restaurant on the east side of your hotel, it should be downstairs?Make a date there.

Qiao Yusong: Just downstairs in the hotel?

Song Yuqiao: Yes.What, is it inconvenient?

Qiao Yusong: No, of course not.How did you come here?Is it convenient to come over?

How can it be convenient to go out in this typhoon weather?Song Yuqiao felt it was funny in his heart, and replied: It's convenient.

In the dialogue, neither Song Yuqiao nor Qiao Yusong mentioned the bad weather.

After agreeing with Song Yuqiao on the time and place to meet, Qiao Yusong looked at the French window glass that was shaking faintly due to the approaching hurricane, and his heart seemed to be vibrating like this glass.

Rain and strong winds have blurred the night view of the city, but the lights outside the windows are still dim.

Qiao Yusong saw his own figure reflected on the window in the hazy rain curtain, and thought that Song Yuqiao would rush downstairs to the hotel in heavy rain after the entertainment, and felt uneasy and worried for him.

What was Song Yuqiao thinking when he made this decision?Did he ever look out the window and listen to the wind and rain outside?

Qiao Yusong originally thought that no matter how bad the wind and rain were, as long as he made an appointment, he would go there even if there was hail.But I didn't expect Song Yuqiao to make such a decision, and he agreed without thinking.

Listening to the sound of rain, Qiao Yusong couldn't help regretting—if he hadn't been so eager for a definite answer, he wouldn't have agreed immediately after Song Yuqiao made his decision, and Song Yuqiao didn't have to come to his hotel specially.

It should be him who went to find Song Yuqiao.

Although the agreed time was eleven o'clock, Qiao Yusong took a shower at nine o'clock and began to prepare to go out.

It's a pity that Qiao Yusong didn't expect to meet Song Yuqiao at all before the flight, so his luggage was very simple, with neither cosmetics nor decent clothes.

If only he didn't sleep in the afternoon, he might be able to buy a bottle of perfume at the nearby mall.

At 09:30, Qiao Yusong finished drying his hair, changed his clothes, and sat in the room to wait.

TV news reported the harm caused by Typhoon No. [-], and many coastal towns were seriously affected.The wind and rain are swirling, and what the reporter's camera lens records seems to be a world of a disaster movie.

Qiao Yusong's heart was still beating uncomfortably.

How is it possible to go out in such weather?The situation is only going to get worse.Perhaps this meeting should be cancelled, after all, the future is long, but Qiao Yusong is reluctant.He wasn't sure there would be a "day to come".

Qiao Yusong kept pacing in the room, always anticipating that the next second the mobile phone would receive a message from Song Yuqiao, saying that the weather was too bad, so he could only make an appointment next time.He also thought so in his heart, but he didn't hope so.

He didn't want to take the initiative to ask Song Yuqiao, as if as long as he didn't ask, he wouldn't hear a negative answer.

In the end, Qiao Yusong couldn't stay in the room.He took his wallet and mobile phone and decided to go directly to the water bar downstairs and wait.

The water bar is on the first floor of the hotel. Although it is not managed by the hotel, there is a side door connected to the hotel lobby.After Qiao Yusong went downstairs, he could walk directly into the water bar without going outside.

He was surprised to find that Liu Xinmei was with the purser, they were sitting at the bar chatting, there was only one other customer in the store besides them.

Also, who would go out in this weather?

They soon saw Qiao Yusong and waved to him from a distance.

Qiao Yusong smiled slightly, stepped forward, and asked, "When did you come back?"

"Oh, I just arrived at the gate, and I received a message before I checked the ticket, so I had to come back in despair." The purser sighed and rolled his eyes unbearably.

Qiao Yusong asked in surprise, "Can the ticket be refunded?"

"Fortunately, I bought an e-ticket, and it was refunded." Liu Xinmei looked sad, "I don't know if the weather will be like this, and I won't be able to fly at noon tomorrow. I haven't been sure yet."

Qiao Yusong saw that the time was still early, so he simply sat down in front of the bar and said, "The weather forecast says that the typhoon will pass in the early morning of tomorrow, so there may be a delay at noon."

"That's miserable too!" She said displeasedly.

Qiao Yusong thought it was okay, especially after knowing that Song Yuqiao was in Jing'an.

The purser held his chin and asked with a smile, "Xiao Qiao, you didn't go out?"

"Oh, no. It's raining." Qiao Yusong knew what she meant and smiled shyly.

"I knew you weren't going out, I told Xiao Fei that you were in the hotel." Facing Qiao Yusong's surprise, she smiled, "When we came back in the afternoon, we met him. He asked me about you. "

Qiao Yusong was stunned for a few seconds, then smiled awkwardly.

Liu Xinmei said enviously: "Brother Xiao Qiao is really popular, there will never be a shortage of people to chase after him."

After listening, Qiao Yusong was even more embarrassed, and said casually: "Why chase or not? It's just a joke."

Liu Xinmei blinked her eyes in surprise when she heard this, as if it was inconceivable that these words came out of Qiao Yusong's mouth.

But the chief purser smiled skillfully and said, "Look, your brother Qiao is also an 'old fritter'. Don't look at his pure and delicate face, he knows exactly how deep the water in Beihang is."

Qiao Yusong didn't mind hearing this, after all, what she said was true.These people fly around all year round, live in no fixed place, and before they get married and settle down, it is not uncommon for them to have one or two condoms in their carry-on suitcases?

Qiao Yusong only met Xiao Fei once, and if he saw him again now, he might no longer recognize him.But he thought, the other party also didn't want to remember him.

Liu Xinmei has only been flying for less than a year, and even though she has already experienced a lot of intrigue in school, she still has some expectations when she arrives at the company.Qiao Yusong has been in her class many times, and she has witnessed her growth, but she can still see her innocence.

Because there was still a long time before eleven o'clock, Qiao Yusong drank lime sprite and chatted with them all over the place.

They chatted about the strange passengers they met on the plane, gossip and gossip in the company, their future career plans, and all kinds of skin care and beauty tips...

At some point in the water bar, there were only the three of them left. When eleven o'clock came, Liu Xinmei and the others would also go upstairs to rest.

"Aren't you leaving?" the purser reminded, "Going to bed too late is not good for your skin."

"It's okay, I slept too much in the afternoon." Qiao Yusong said with a smile, "You guys go first, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." The two said goodbye in unison and left together.

Watching them leave the water bar, Qiao Yusong glanced at his watch, it was eleven o'clock.

He looked at the store door facing the street and saw that the clerk was already holding a pole to close the shutter, so he hurriedly asked, "Are you going to close the door?"

"Oh, yes, close the door here." The shop manager behind the bar said, "Anyway, except for the guests in the hotel, no one should enter from that side. ——Hey, mop up the water."

Even with the door open, a lot of rainwater still flows into the house through the crack of the door.

The clerk closed the rolling gate, and soon the rattling sound of the rolling gate resounded throughout the water bar.

When the clerk dragged the water dry, Qiao Yusong was disheartened. Seeing that it was a quarter past eleven, he took out his mobile phone and sent Song Yuqiao a message: Are you done with the party?It's raining too much outside, and it's late now.Why don't we meet again next time?

After this message was sent, Qiao Yusong waited anxiously.

Not long after, Song Yuqiao sent him a reply: You should have said earlier that I have already arrived at the door.

After reading it, Qiao Yusong was stunned.Facing the closed rolling gate, he was stunned for two seconds, then immediately turned to look at the side door, and saw Song Yuqiao, who was drenched all over, holding an umbrella in his hand, bringing the rainwater all over his body into the store.