Regarding her habit of always coming out to collect bottles late at night, Wang Xiaoling and I shared the same opinion: I also felt it was very unsafe, but the old lady was indeed quite old, and Dali was mainly a tourist destination, so the jobs available were mostly manual labor. In the old lady's case, there was no way she could find a part-time job to supplement her family's income.
I've kept this in mind, and I'll think about it carefully after I get back from Shanghai.
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The next day, I got up early and found a ride-sharing service online to Kunming Changshui International Airport. The journey was relatively smooth, and I arrived at 11:30 a.m. My flight to Shanghai was at 2:30 p.m.
After getting my boarding pass, I ate a bowl of noodles at the airport restaurant and began the long wait... Even now, I still didn't have absolute confidence that I would be able to see Ye Zhi.
I'm afraid she's different from ordinary women; she doesn't fall for men's shamelessness at all, and it takes a lot of courage to be shameless with her... because in my mind, she's always been aloof.
As boarding time drew ever closer, my feelings became increasingly complicated; looking back at Shanghai, the weather always seemed gloomy, and my mood was unusually somber. Then, the melody of Wang Feng's "Goodbye 20th Century" came to mind again…
I was a little depressed, but in order to see Ye Zhi, I started to try to overcome all the obstacles in my heart; then I told myself that Shanghai, located in the south, is actually a city with spring sunshine and bright sunshine... and I should change my mindset to face it. After all, I am not as bad as I was a year ago. I have a career in Dali and have regained my confidence.
I finally felt a little more at ease, but the melody of "Goodbye 20th Century" kept lingering in my mind. Perhaps this wasn't depression, but just longing for Wang Lei... because she was my last memory of Shanghai.
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Forty minutes before boarding, I received a WeChat message from Dai Qiang. He told me that he was on the train to Shanghai and asked me when I would be able to take Ye Zhi back to my hometown.
In fact, I myself had already given up hope of returning to the small mountain town with Ye Zhi... but for my parents and family, it was a long-cherished wish.
I didn't reply to Dai Qiang's message. Instead, I went to the designated smoking room and had a cigarette...
In the process, I considered both the best and worst possible outcomes.
Ideally, Ye Zhi and I would reconcile and go back to our small mountain town to celebrate the New Year with our families. Everyone would be happy.
At worst, I won't even have a chance to see her.
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