Chapter 104: Waiting in Beijing, Visiting the Cemetery at Night (Part 4)
"Teacher, hand in your paper."
These four words were like a curse. They happened in the morning and happened again in the afternoon.
Everyone in the examination room stared at her as if she were a monster.
It was exactly 1:18, less than 20 minutes before the exam started.
If the written test in the morning tests memory, many people will hand in their papers early, but the computer-based test in the afternoon is not so easy.
Especially this year's test questions seem to be much more difficult than last year, and it is visibly difficult.
In this situation, a pervert actually finished it in just eighteen minutes?
Most people’s first reaction is – how is that possible?
Second reaction: You can’t give up on yourself, right?
Among them were Lin Yuan and Ke Ran. Thinking of this, the two became more focused and wanted to get full marks on the spot. Jiang Fuyue looked at him with a smile.
Regardless of what others thought, Jiang Fuyue clicked the "Submit" option under the guidance of the invigilator and left quietly.
Twenty minutes later, Fan Ye handed in the paper.
Then came Huang Hui and Gao Zhaoming.
The foursome got together again and happily returned to the hotel for dinner.
By the time the others finished their exams and were taken back by bus, the food had already gone cold.
According to the original plan, after the exam, we could disperse on the spot and go home, but for safety reasons, the organizer extended the stay for one more night and let everyone leave tomorrow.
Just when everyone was preparing to book tickets, they suddenly received news that the results would be announced in three days, and all candidates were required not to leave Beijing. The summer camp finalists would be announced directly at that time!
"...Did you receive the news too?"
"Just received it. What's going on? In previous years, the results were released in about a month. Three days is too short, right? Are you sure it's not a prank?"
"Everyone has received it, how could it be fake?"
"Does anyone know any inside information? Could you tell me what's going on?"
"...I heard that the organizers are in a hurry to announce the results because the summer camp starts a month earlier this year. Maybe they'll start the closed training camp as soon as the roster is finalized in three days."
"Wow! Why are we in such a hurry? I wanted to go home and rest for half a month, otherwise my summer vacation will be gone."
"Tsk, you're talking like you're guaranteed to get in. According to reliable sources, the entry threshold for this year's summer camp will be the highest in the past five years."
“…”
One piece of news sparked a lot of speculation and discussion.
After receiving the message, Jiang Fuyue immediately exited the ticket purchasing software and called home to explain the situation.
"...Then you have to take good care of yourself. Spend what you need to spend, and don't be too frugal."
"good."
After ending the call, Jiang Fuyue turned off the lights, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.
The next morning, the organizers came to the hotel early to gather everyone and explain the situation. "...We're hoping you'll be bored these three days, so we've organized a free tour around the capital. Anyone interested can come and sign up later."
Fan Ye: "Sister Yue, are you going?"
Jiang Fuyue: "No."
"Is that so..." His expression was conflicted.
Fan Ye wanted to go. She was born and raised on a floating island. This was her first time in the imperial capital, and she was curious about everything. But it seemed pointless to go alone...
Fortunately, Huang Hui and Gao Zhaoming are both going.
Fan Ye: "Then Sister Yue, I'm going with them!"
"Um."
That afternoon, the group left the hotel and formed a temporary group.
…
The lights are coming on.
Jiang Fuyue changed her clothes and got into a taxi in the night.
"Where are you going?" the driver asked.
Jiang Fuyue lowered the brim of her hat, half of her face hidden in the shadows, making it difficult to see her expression. "Rose Garden Cemetery."
The driver felt a chill on the back of his neck and couldn't help but look at the back seat through the rearview mirror. This guy was going to a cemetery so late at night?
"Sorry, I..." He wanted to refuse the ride.
Suddenly, a slender white hand held a hundred-dollar bill and handed it to him, "Is the tip enough?"
"But……"
"The complaint number is right next to you."
The driver was timid: "Then I will park at the door and not drive in."
Jiang Fuyue: "Okay."
Sifang City is still congested at night.
An hour later, the taxi stopped at the gate of the cemetery.
Jiang Fuyue paid the fare and walked to a nearby flower shop that was about to close. "Boss, a bouquet of red roses and a bouquet of daisies."
The middle-aged woman was stunned: "You, want to enter the garden?"
"Um."
"It's already this late..." Aren't you scared?
When the moon is dark and the wind is strong, hundreds of ghosts roam the night.
Even though she has run a shop here for more than 20 years, she still doesn't have the courage to do that.
Jiang Fuyue said calmly, "It's okay. Do you have any flowers?"
"Yes, yes!" The proprietress couldn't help but look at her twice more. Unfortunately, the cap was too much of a hindrance, and only her delicate white chin could be seen. "What kind of flowers did you ask for?"
"Red roses and daisies."
"Oh, okay—" Uh! His voice stopped abruptly.
The proprietress suddenly realized: "You want... red roses?"
Jiang Fuyue nodded: "Is there?"
“Yes, yes…” But are you sure about sending roses to commemorate the deceased?
Jiang Fuyue gave the money, took the flowers, turned and walked towards the cemetery.
The landlady muttered for a while, and her husband, who had come out from behind the curtain, heard: "What are you talking about? Talking to yourself in the middle of the night..."
"Hey! Lao Xiao, do you remember that there was a girl who always came to our place to buy red roses?"
"Is there?"
"Yes! It's been a long time..." The proprietress fell into reminiscence, "About twenty years ago..."
"Who would remember something that happened so long ago? I need to pack up my stall and close the shop. If I go home too late, my son will have to read it..."
The moonlight is bleak and the night is cool like water.
Jiang Fuyue walked through the narrow corridor and climbed the stairs. She was surrounded by neatly arranged tombstones, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers mixed with the scent of oil and wax.
When the wind blows, it becomes so light that it seems to be almost non-existent.
Finally, she stopped somewhere, turned around, and faced a tombstone.
To be precise, it should be two pieces, but because they were built together and next to each other, they look like one.
She threw down the bunch of daisies, then squatted down, placed the roses diagonally in front of another monument with both hands, and adjusted the angle.
The crooked little daisy and the neat red rose, one is miserable and scattered, the other is in full bloom, the dull yellow and the gorgeous red form a sharp contrast.
Jiang Fuyue stood up straight and looked at the yellowed photo on the monument. The beautiful woman's facial features were blurred, leaving only a mottled shadow.
Just below the photo is engraved——
Wife: Zhao Chuxiu
Next to it is the owner of another tombstone, husband: Lou Yunzhong.
After standing for five minutes, Jiang Fuyue turned and left.
When I went down, I saw a figure walking up.
We are on the same road, and it is inevitable that we will meet again.
Jiang Fuyue kept her head down, with the brim of her hat covering her entire face. In the darkness of the night, even acquaintances might not be able to recognize her.
But the next second——
"What a coincidence, we meet again, Jiang Fuyue." He called out her name in a calm voice, word by word.
Jiang Fuyue did not stop, as if the person calling her was not the one calling her.
The man chuckled softly and quickly reached out to grab her...
(End of this chapter)
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