Le Zhishi kept calling Song Yu along the way. The phone was turned off, and he sent him many, many WeChat messages.

His hands were shaking when he got out of the car and paid.

The airport hall was in chaos. The lights were pale and reflected on the floor with dizzying reflections. The crowds gathered in small groups, as if he was alone. Le Zhishi couldn't remember how he found the counter.

How to explain his situation to the counter. Afterwards, he thought that his condition must be very bad, because the service staff kept repeating to him, "Don't worry, I will help you take a look."

His mind was very confused. He only remembered that he wanted to go to Xicheng and wanted to take the fastest bus.

After the other party inquired, he politely gave him a bad answer.

There are no direct flights.

He had no way to find Song Yu directly and in the shortest time.

Le Zhishi's hand pressed hard on the cold surface of the counter. A man next to him was in a hurry to buy a ticket. When he swung the suitcase he was dragging, it bumped Le Zhishi's knees and calves, causing him to shake.

After a while, he squatted down in front of the counter with all his previous efforts wasted.

He heard the man repeatedly apologizing to him and asking him if he was okay. When he heard this, he could only shake his head, and he couldn't stand up for a while.

After a minute, the person who bought the ticket left, and Le Zhicai finally gained some strength. He took a deep breath while holding on to the counter, stood up slowly, and asked about the connecting route.

After some setbacks, he bought a plane ticket that was about to take off to the provincial capital.

Le Zhi was very glad that he had brought his wallet with him to buy peripherals. There were all kinds of documents in the bag.

It was raining outside, the sky was cold and gray, and the glass passage outside the boarding gate was full of mist. Before taking off, he kept calling Song Yu, but couldn't get through. He was angry and scared, but there was nothing else.

way.

He got on the plane alone again.

The sky at 30,000 feet was cloudy and gray, and my heart was still stuck in the rain when I was happy.

During the short two-hour flight, Le Zhi felt that every second seemed like years. It was difficult for him not to think about the worst outcome, and he could not help but attribute the bad luck to himself.

It was very stressful. Half of his body was filled with imaginary pain and sorrow, real ruins and wreckage, ghostly and pale cries for help, but the other half was because of Song Yuqiang's many bravery, which made him try hard.

Calm down and let reason have the possibility to dispel panic.

Song Yu.

Song Yu. Song Yu.

He repeated his name silently in his mind, treating it as a form of stress healing.

The battery of his mobile phone was not much, so he turned it off when Le Zhishi was about to turn it on again after landing. When the flight attendant passed by, he called her in a panic.

"Hello, do you need anything?"

"A glass of warm water, thank you." He quickly added, "I also want paper and pen...anything is fine."

The flight attendant quickly brought him water, a pen and a piece of white paper. When he was happy, his chest felt tight and painful. His chest was like an air bag that was gradually being emptied, and his heart was condensed into a heavy lead ball, and it was beating hard.

Falling. I felt very sick in my stomach. I drank all the water when I was happy, pressed my belly with one hand, and wrote with difficulty on the paper with the other hand.

He knew very well that he was hot-headed and got on the plane unconsciously without notifying his family. Even Jiang Yufan who was right there was completely ignored by him. He was so abnormal that he didn't look like an adult at all.

What he has to do now is to calm down and think of a truly effective plan to meet Song Yu before landing.

Le Zhishi tried hard to recall the advice given by the service staff at the ground counter. The connecting flight had to wait all night. Seeing that he couldn't wait at all, the other person immediately gave him the advice to take a bus.

He wrote the station on it, and next to it he wrote down the things he must prepare after getting off the plane, including a lot of medicine, necessary clothes, chargers, water, enough cash... No matter what comes to mind, Le Zhi will be the first to do it.

The time was written down, and he was afraid that he would be so panicked when he got off the plane that he would forget about it.

Then he had to think about the worst case scenario, what he should do if he still lost contact. His mind was confused, and Le Zhishi had tried his best to calm down, but his eyes were dizzy and blurry, and he was short of breath and chest tight. He thought this was

He imagined the psychological reaction after the disaster, so he took out the asthma spray in his pocket in case of emergency.

Song Yu. Song Yu...

Le Zhi thought silently and calmed down a lot. He closed his eyes and searched for clues in the darkness. He regretted extremely that he did not go to Song Yuxin's laboratory and had no contact information for anyone in the same group. But it suddenly occurred to him that he knew someone

Song Yu was a senior in the previous laboratory, so he wrote down her name and wrote "Make a voice call after getting off the plane" next to her name.

Soon, he thought of Professor He again. Although there was no phone number, he thought that the school's website must have an email address. In any case, it would be good to find an email address at this time. Many ideas and methods poured in in an instant.

My mind when I am happy.

We can definitely find Song Yu.

With such an idea, the anxiety I felt when I was happy gradually faded away.

Finally, he got off the plane with this piece of paper filled with plans. It was only half past two in the afternoon, but it was like a cold evening here, and the sky was dark. Le Zhishi was alone, without even a piece of luggage.

As soon as he landed, he turned on his phone and received many messages and phone calls from Jiang Yufan. It was difficult for him to be distracted. He gave a brief reply, telling him not to worry, and then called Song Yu.

Still powered off.

He has never hated Song Yu so much. He hated his disappearance and lack of response, but after a second, his eyes were covered with moisture. He softened so quickly that he couldn't blame Song Yu for a minute. He could only hope that he

You can answer your phone faster.

If they really met, Le Zhi thought, he would still lose his temper fiercely, scold him, beat him, and ask him why he didn't answer the phone or contact him.

With this firm idea in mind, I walked to the pick-up gate. There were many people outside, and everyone's face was filled with joy of reunion. When they saw the person they wanted to pick up, they waved their hands and called out their name.

But there was only an electronic voice that could not be connected to Le Zhishi's ears.

He lowered his eyes, hung up the phone and hurried out. Holding the piece of paper filled with plans, he got into a taxi. The driver was an enthusiastic person. I heard that he was in a hurry to take the taxi and drove very fast.

"Are you playing alone? Why don't you even have luggage?"

Le Zhi was in a very bad mood, but it seemed rude not to respond, so he simply said: "I want to find someone and am going to Xicheng."

The other party noticed something and saw that he was frowning, so he yelled and drove for a while in silence. He couldn't help but say, "Don't be anxious, little handsome guy."

Le Zhi suddenly felt a sore nose, but he still held it back.

"Um."

The driver took him to a large supermarket, where he thanked him and left.

Normally, he is a person who can wander aimlessly all day long, but at this time, Le Zhishi suddenly turned into an efficient, mature adult, taking the list he had planned in advance, and sorting out what he needed one by one.

He bought all the things, and after checking out, he went directly to the bathroom and put on thick down jackets and warm clothes. He didn't want to get sick before he found Song Yu. This was useless.

The bus station was more chaotic than he imagined. Perhaps it was because Le Zhi was so sensitive that the sound of anyone speaking was amplified countless times in his ears. It was very noisy and chaotic. Carrying a heavy bag, he found the ticket gate.

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The conductor didn't look good when he heard his destination. His voice became a little harsh through the microphone.

"There was an earthquake there, didn't you know?"

Le Zhi nodded a little sluggishly, but was afraid that his meaning would be misunderstood, so he quickly said, "I know."

The other party seemed to think something was wrong with him, so he repeated, "I said there was an earthquake in Xicheng. Do you still want to go there? Many people are applying for refunds."

"I know there was an earthquake." Le Zhishi frowned and wanted to say something more, but he suddenly became speechless and glanced hastily in other directions, but in the end he couldn't calm down.

He didn't cry when he learned the news for the first time, he didn't cry while flying alone, and he didn't even shed a tear when he lost contact with Song Yu for such a long time.

In this strange ticket office, more than 300 kilometers away from the place of occurrence, I heard the news of the earthquake again. The string that I had been holding tightly to when I heard about it seemed to have suddenly broken.

He frowned, and his stubbornly open eyes were filled with tears, which fell unbearably.

But he can't collapse, it's not the time yet.

When he was happy, he wiped away his tears with his sleeves and repeated with red eyes: "How much does it cost for me to go?"

The conductor's voice became softer and gave him a number. Le Zhi hurriedly took out his wallet and looked for his ID card, but he forgot which compartment he had put it in. When he looked for it in a panic, he also involved

A folded piece of paper.

It was a response that Song Yu had previously written on his teaching materials.

A certain part of Le Zhishi's heart seemed to have collapsed, and a lot of bitter juice gushed out. But he had no time to feel sad, so he could only stuff the piece of paper back into his wallet and accept the ticket and certificate handed over by the conductor.

"This is the last flight, all the others behind it have been suspended."

He suffers from severe motion sickness, so he never takes a bus. This time the journey lasted seven hours, which was almost unbearably long for Le Zhishi in the past, not to mention that this time his destination was the one he was most afraid of.

The most terrifying disaster place.

But he thought that he might see Song Yu in seven hours, so the process didn't seem so painful.

For Song Yu, he could seize every slim chance of being with him, he could give up his happy life for the rest of his life in exchange for a trial period with him, and he could also work hard to repair his shortcomings of not being able to be loved calmly for him.

He is not that brave, but if Song Yu was trapped in the abyss he fears most, Le Zhishi would jump in without hesitation.

Sitting in the car, a thick coat and school bag squeezed Le Zhishi's body on the small seat. The car was filled with a dizzying smell, and countless dust particles seemed to be wandering in the dry air.

He wore headphones and kept making calls with his mobile phone plugged into the power bank. He would not make another call until the offer tone on the other side passed and the beep cut off.

While listening to the beep, Le Zhi opened a bottle of water with some difficulty, rummaged through to find anti-altitude sickness pills, poured many pills into the palm of his hand, and ate them all. One pill seemed to be very big and stuck in his throat.

The call still wasn't answered.

When he was happy, he drank some more water, coughed for a while, re-opened the paper that was almost crumpled by himself, read the above items, crossed out the completed parts with a pen, and then started to try to contact Song Yu's senior sister.

, she responded after twelve minutes, but she didn’t know much, but she enthusiastically offered to ask other students for help.
To be continued...