Chapter 63: The Desire to Go Home Brings Tears to My Eyes Again
No legendary "airplane romance" happens.
After the plane took off and entered a height of 12,000 meters, Yang Jing turned on his laptop and read the novel. After using a reasonable meal at night, the flight attendant brought the blanket. Yang Jin put down the seat and slept until the plane arrived at Yanjing International Airport before being called by the flight attendant.
It was around 4 a.m. when the plane arrived in Yanjing. Although more than 20 hours passed in time, it was because of the time difference. In fact, the plane only flew ten hours and ten minutes in the air, and less than ten minutes later.
Yang Jing didn't have much luggage, a standard 24-inch trolley case and a backpack.
In theory, a 24-inch trolley case requires luggage check-in and cannot be carried to the cabin. However, Yang Jing purchased a F-cabin ticket, which is the first-class ticket, so when he got on the plane, he told the ground staff, and he turned a blind eye.
Besides, the luggage compartment in the first class cabin is not on the top of the head, but has a cabinet dedicated to packing luggage. Therefore, although Yang Jing's trolley case is slightly larger than the size, it is still taken to the cabin.
The main reason is that Yang Jing is afraid of trouble. It is troublesome to check luggage, and it is even more troublesome to get luggage at the destination. If you don’t waste time, it will be really troublesome if someone gets the wrong luggage.
There is such a stupid person who doesn’t look at the number when collecting his luggage. He just takes the color of his suitcase and leaves, but he ends up taking someone else’s luggage away...
If you carry it with you, you won’t have any trouble. After arriving at the destination, you will leave with your luggage. It is convenient, safe and fast.
Passengers holding first-class air tickets still enjoy special treatment when getting off the plane. Although Yang Jing did not take the small electric car to exit the gate, because there is a special passage for first-class air, it is still relatively fast to exit the gate.
It was still a bit cold in the early morning of Yanjing at the end of October. Fortunately, Yang Jing wore an extra coat when getting off the plane, otherwise he would have been a little unbearable.
After leaving the gate, Yang Jing did not rush to walk out of Terminal T3, but first came to the west side of the second floor of the terminal, and brought in 3,000 yuan in cash on the ICBC ATM there.
After returning to China, the pound and euro are not suitable for use in China. In China, it is the national currency.
Drinking a bowl of California "Master Li" beef noodles in the terminal, while feeling satisfied that the domestic food was delicious, while secretly despising the high charges of airport restaurants. Yang Jing then pulled his luggage and walked out of the terminal.
It was less than five o'clock when we left the terminal, neither the light rail nor the airport bus had started yet. However, the hard-working capital taxi driver was still waiting, so Yang Jing had no worries about not having a car to enter the city.
In fact, the Wang Jiazan family, a good brother in the same dormitory in Yang Jing's college, was from Yanjing. Moreover, this guy's family conditions are quite good. His parents are both professors from Yanjing universities. If Yang Jing called him in advance, Wang Jiazan would definitely drive over to pick him up.
However, Yang Jing was returning home this time. If he asked an old classmate to pick him up, he would inevitably have to delay in Yanjing for more than a day, so Yang Jing simply didn't inform anyone.
The taxi walked along the airport expressway to Dongzhimen Bridge before Yang Jing got off the bus. Walk a little south along the Second Ring Road, and it was Dongzhimen Station on Metro Line 2.
It is easier to run at the airport in the early morning. It took less than half an hour to run from the airport to Dongzhimen.
At half past five, the subway in Yanjing had already started operation. Yang Jing bought a ticket and waited at Dongzhimen Station for a few minutes before taking the subway. He arrived at Xuanwumen and transferred to Metro Line 4, and arrived at Yanjing South Station in a few minutes.
The fastest way to get home from Yanjing is to take the high-speed rail at Yanjing South Station. In one hour and twenty-two minutes, a high-speed rail with a speed of more than 300 kilometers per hour can take Yang Jing from Yanjing to his hometown Tianqu City.
It was already past six o'clock when Yang Jing arrived at Yanjing South Station. He couldn't buy the first high-speed train ticket from Yanjing South to Tianqu East. However, there was another trip at 7:00. Yang Jing successfully purchased the ticket for that train. After waiting in the waiting room for a short time, he checked the ticket and got on the train.
After getting on the train, Yang Jing realized that not only did he not calm down, but he felt even more urgent.
Now Yang Jing only feels that his current situation is so similar to the song "Going Home" sung by Wang Jie.
"I walked on the street where there was no one at 6 o'clock in the morning, with fatigue. The vicissitudes of last night were already numb in the unknown world. The cool wind blew my messy hair, and the bags in my hands tortured my heavy steps. Suddenly, I saw the familiar scenes in the station, full of dreams of wanderers and inexplicable sorrow... The desire to go home made me cry again. How long has it been not been sung loudly for ancient songs..."
Yang Jing sat in his seat, looking outside without any focal distance through the car window glass, humming the song as old as his age, and his eyes began to feel sore.
From yesterday to now, for almost a whole day, I have crossed the entire Eurasian continent, from the westernmost end of Europe to the easternmost end of Asia, and a straight line distance of 8,160 kilometers.
Now, home is just over 300 kilometers ahead. Yang Jing, who has not returned home for more than two years, can of course he can no longer hold back the longing in his heart...
"Young man, are you okay?" A slightly old voice across the seat woke Yang Jing up from his longing for home.
Turning his head and seeing it, it was an elderly man in his sixties with a little girl of five or six years old. The old man's eyes were full of care and searching, while the little girl with two braids facing the sky stared at Yang Jing with curious expressions.
Seeing Yang Jing looking at him, the little girl smiled shyly and plunged into the old man's arms.
Yang Jing wiped the corners of his eyes and said with a smile: "Uncle, I'm fine, I'm just about to get home, I'm just feeling a little."
"Young man, are you working or going to school in Yanjing?" The old man felt much more relieved when he saw that Yang Jing was fine and started talking to Yang Jing enthusiastically.
"I'm not in Yanjing. I didn't fly from London to Yanjing at around 4 a.m. today. I went to school in London and haven't been home for more than two years. Now that I graduated, I can finally go home."
"Yeah, I didn't expect you to be a returnee..." The old man made a little joke, then pulled the little girl in his arms and said, "Qianqian, call me uncle, how did grandpa teach you? Have you forgotten? Be polite."
The little girl looked at Yang Jing timidly, hesitated for a while, and then she called "Uncle" in a low voice.
Yang Jing smiled and took out two pieces of chocolate from his backpack and handed it over, saying, "Qianqian is so good. This is the chocolate that my uncle bought in London. If you like it, take it and eat it."
The little girl looked up at her grandfather and found that her grandfather had no intention of objection. She happily grabbed the two pieces of chocolate and said sweetly to Yang Jing: "Thank you uncle."
Chapter completed!