"See you on Sunday then."

At the door, Professor Zeng patted Lao Lin on the shoulder.

His voice was hoarse and full of gentle hope.

Lin Chaoxi just raised his head and breathed a sigh of relief, but in an instant, it felt like someone hit the top of his head hard.

In my ears, there is a long buzzing sound caused by metal being hit hard. It is very sharp and cold, and therefore makes me extremely sober.

"Where are you going on Sunday?"

She heard her own voice ringing out, trembling and dry, very abrupt amid the professors' excited encouragement to Lao Lin.

Lao Lin had noticed her a long time ago, frowning and looking at the cold ground.

But this was Old Lin, he wouldn't ask her why she was sitting there, he would just come over and pull her up.

"Isn't the ground cold?"

"Where are you going on Sunday?" Lin Chaoxi heard himself repeat himself.

"We have invited your father to give a report at this year's annual mathematician conference," said Professor Zeng.

"Where is the annual meeting...?" she kept asking.

"Yongchuan University." Lao Lin replied.

The route he had taken today instantly emerged in Lin Chaoxi's mind, and a map of the entire Yongchuan area spread out.

When they were changing trains and walking today, they passed by Yongchuan University.

The Sunday after the plot change, Lao Lin is going to give a speech at Yongchuan University.

Why is this happening? Why does Lao Lin have to come to Yongchuan?

The paths on the map in my mind shift and intersect...

Lin Chaoxi shuddered, and suddenly at this moment she knew very clearly that the time and place of Lao Lin’s car accident would not change because of her interference.

Countless guesses flashed through Lin Chaoxi's mind. Although it was unbelievable, everything had the best value range.

Lao Lin’s car accidents never happened in Anning, but in Yongchuan, and most likely in the university town area.

"What's wrong? Are you frozen?"

Lao Lin rubbed her head.

My father's palms were warm. There was a light on every few steps in the corridor, but it seemed so long that there was no end in sight.

Lin Zhaoxi shuddered, looked at him, and said, "It's okay, it will be fine."

——

The time is 8:57 p.m. Monday.

The last train from Yongchuan to Anning is at 10:21pm.

Lin Chaoxi and Lao Lin stood at the bus stop outside the gate of Sanwei University, the cold wind blowing on their faces like a knife.

Since she decided to come to Yongchuan last night, she has been making all kinds of assumptions. Now that the answer has come out, it only makes her even more breathless.

She began thinking about how to recalibrate the forecasting process in less than a week, but she soon realized that she had a much more important problem ahead of her.

Even if Lao Lin must have passed through the area near Yongchuan University Town when the accident happened, if he still started from Anning, there are actually three possible locations where the car accident could have occurred:

Anning City Zhuanzhu Lane→Anning City Railway Station

Yongchuan Railway Station→Train Station Bus Transfer Point

Yongchuan University Town Bus→Yongchuan University

Although the scope seems to be smaller, Yongchuan is several times larger than Anning, and the amount of data that needs to be processed is almost massive, and it is even more impossible for her to take care of both cities at the same time.

If it was anything else, she could just try to keep pestering Lao Lin and ask him not to go.

But the opportunity to give a public speech at an important academic conference was a dream come true, and she had no reason to stop Lao Lin.

Lin Chaoxi rubbed his face.

The smoke from fireworks in the university town rose up into the air, and the moon was bright in the night sky, hanging in the air, like a mockery of the god of fate.

Both Lao Lin and Pei Zhi will embark on the path of their predetermined destiny.

What should you do?

The No. 156 bus came and stopped in front of him, and Lin Chaoxi came back to his senses.

She quickly took out two dollars from her pocket.

The door opened and she took a step forward, only to find Lao Lin sitting on the seat at the bus stop, not moving.

Young college students boarded the bus, and laughter shone through the windows. The door closed, the bus drove away, and Lin Chaoxi sat down next to Lao Lin.

"Why don't you leave?"

"Enjoy the moonlight."

"You must be feeling emotional today. Do you want to smoke a cigarette?" Lin Chaoxi poked the place on Lao Lin's chest where the letter was placed.

"I feel so sad. My little goose was finally taken away by the cabbage."

"..." Lin Zhaoxi, "You implied that I was a pig. I heard it."

Lao Lin turned his head and looked at her, smiling: "Why are you urging me to go home today?"

Lin Chaoxi was speechless and couldn't think of an excuse, so he simply looked up at the sky and said nothing.

Lao Lin patted her head with his broad palm, and she lowered her head and coughed twice.

When I looked up again, Lao Lin actually stood up with his hands behind his back and slowly left the bus stop.

Lin Chaoxi hurriedly put on his schoolbag and chased after him: "Where are you going now?"

"Let's find a place to live." said Lao Lin.

"Aren't we going back?" Lin Chaoxi was shocked.

"Do you want to go back or stay here with Pei Zhi?" asked Lao Lin.

Under the street light, Lin Chaoxi was stunned.

Her father was still smiling, with slight wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but he didn't look like he was joking.

At this moment, she understood all of Lao Lin's meaning.

They wanted to stay and accompany Pei Zhi during his most difficult time.

At this moment, Lin Chaoxi's throat was choked with sobs and he couldn't utter a word.

"You have to enjoy beautiful love." He took out a cigarette box from his pocket, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but did not light it.

“Don’t have any regrets.”