Holographic Showdown

Chapter 21 Missing and Missing 4

【Two o'clock in the afternoon. Imperial Capital Yunshan Airport】

Pedestrians coming and going either dragged their heavy suitcases and rushed to board the plane at a hasty pace, or found a place to sit and rest in the waiting hall. Xie Zhen carried a canvas bag with a small capacity and distributed among the crowd conspicuous.

The fellow seniors asked curiously, "Student, is that all you bring?"

The voice came through the mask and it sounded a little dull. Xie Zhen was stunned for a moment before he understood what he said, but he just nodded and said: "The Middle East is a war-torn area, so it's useless to bring too many daily necessities."

What's more, they were going to Jerusalem.

"Let me recite it for you." The senior said and stretched out his hand.

The bag didn't look big, but it was stuffed to the brim with the pillow, and it stuck to his back like a dynamite bag. He shook his head and dodged it: "No need—well, I'm not an omega, It's alpha."

Please don't always look up to me, okay?

The senior felt a little embarrassed, smiled sarcastically, and said nothing again.

What they are doing is a special plane that the academy specially applied for from the League of Nations, otherwise they would never be allowed to fly to the military theater where wars are still fought from time to time, but he seems to be the youngest among the volunteers in this team, and he signed It was the garrison, and the senior just now was just a medical support scholar.

The special plane is about to take off, and the people sitting down have turned off their mobile phones or finished the last few seconds of calling with their families.

Sitting next to Xie Pillow is a snake alpha. I don't know what kind of snake it is, but his bronze eyes have been staring at the junior who is dazed at the phone screen for a long time, until the last time the flight attendant said The reminder was announced on the radio, so he kindly patted the other person on the shoulder to remind: "It's time to turn off the phone."

"Ah, okay." Xie Zhen came back to his senses in a trance, and quickly swipe the touch screen with his finger to exit the photo album. Unexpectedly, he made a mistake and poked different photos several times in a row. It's time.

The senior looked at him, couldn't hold back a smile, and said to him, "You are really like my younger brother. After being in a daze for a long time, when you come back to your senses, you will be in a hurry. It's not easy to do anything."

Xie Zhen also showed a faint smile: "That's a coincidence."

"Wen Xiuzhu, Department of Neurology, School of Medicine."

Out of politeness, Xie Zhen also wanted to introduce himself. Unexpectedly, Wen Xiuzhu waved his hand at him and said with a smile: "Xie Zhen, I know, I really like your theoretical explanation of 'Schrödinger's cat'."

"Ah."

Wen Xiuzhu asked: "The photo you were looking at just now, is it your girlfriend?"

Xie Zhen replied: "No, my brother."

He showed a little bit of surprise, as if disappointed by the blind guess, and said: "I saw you watching for so long, I thought it was your partner. Why don't college students of your age talk about it?" What about a relationship? There is no shortage of suitors for an outstanding person like you."

"Nothing, it's just a matter of oral theory."

He prevaricated, but Wen Xiuzhu continued the topic calmly: "I don't think so. After all, people who only know a little bit of oral theory can't enter the gate of the Quantum Mechanics Research Association of the Faculty of Science."

Endless is this?Xie Zhen turned his neck and sat in a more comfortable position, tilted his head and looked at him without dodging: "Then, you are also a very good person, aren't you? A medical student."

It was the first time for Wen Xiuzhu to look directly at the shining alpha on the podium at close range. His eyes made him emphasize the suffocating beauty more than he expected, and the eyes carried the clear light cast by the full moon on the sea. Sheng Jin's pupils, only fascinated can describe the mood at this moment.

"Thank you for the compliment."

The scene outside the window slowly changed to the clouds in the atmosphere. About an hour later, they would cross the border line. Xie Zhen took out the SIM card with a pin, held it in his hand and looked at it quietly, and occasionally turned his head to look at the Clouds that change with air currents.

Wen Xiuzhu asked him: "What interesting thing are you looking at?"

There is a kind of gentleness and intellectuality engraved in this person's body, even if it is to strike up a conversation, he can speak gracefully, without any malicious or frivolous meaning mixed in it.

"Senior Wen," Xie Zhen pinched his eyes and said in a daze, "Is there a word that can not only express the unanswered thoughts for others, but also relieve the miss in time?"

The corner of Wen Xiuzhu's mouth always had a slight upward arc, and after thinking about it carefully, he replied: "Of course."

It is liking, because of liking, there is missing, and if the missing fails, it is naturally missed.

Xie Zhen seemed to understand something. With his thumb, he pressed the SIM card against his index finger and middle finger, and his fingertips were placed in the middle of the card. He closed his eyes as if he had made a big decision, and his thumb suddenly charged down. .

The thin SIM card was easily bent and twisted into two halves, and all the expectations, longings, and bewilderments of the thousand and ninety-five days and nights were crushed in this card, and he finally broke it with a nonchalant attitude. The card was rubbed into the paper towel.

Throw it away like trash.

Since then, my thoughts have turned into the distance between the United Nations General Assembly and Jerusalem. Every minute, every second, and every season missed are all scattered like smoke by the surging snow-colored clouds being blown by the wind.

"Pfft ha ha..." He forced himself to laugh out loud, but he laughed so hard that his handsome face was too embarrassing and funny, so he had to adjust his breath and not think about other things.

"what happened?"

"It's alright."

Xie Zhen waved his hands a few times to prevaricate, the corners of his eyes were obviously red, he gritted his teeth and tried hard to keep the tears from pooling in his eyes, he grabbed the armrest with his fingers until his knuckles turned white, in the end he still couldn't restrain himself.

At that time, Shen Yunting, who was in the imperial capital, was coming out of a bakery, holding a bound khaki-colored paper bag in his hand. After taking off his military uniform, he changed into casual clothes, and replaced the vigorous one with a slightly bookish look elegant and easy-going.

"Hello, is it Xiaochen? Well, I just bought some bread, and I'm going to school later, can you please bring it to Azhen for me? I'm afraid of disturbing his class."

When Zhao Chen heard the reason, the second monk became stunned: "What class does he have in the afternoon? Did the special plane to the Middle East take off not long ago?"

"What special plane to the Middle East?"

"Brother Shen, don't you know?" Zhao Chen was taken aback, "Azhen applied to support the volunteer army in the dangerous war zone in the Middle East, and Warlord Zhong personally stamped it as a guarantee. Yesterday's dinner was a farewell party for Azhen to go abroad. Ah. Didn't he tell you?"

Shen Yunting hesitated to speak, his voice raised several decibels unconsciously: "What did you say, the Middle East?"

The paper bag in his hand fell to the ground with a "clack", and the aroma of cheese bread and the warmth of Alpha's palm still remained on the seal.

"No way, you don't know at all?" Zhao Chen asked incredulously. He guessed that the relationship between the two brothers was much weaker than before, but he didn't expect that they had become so estranged that they concealed such an important matter.

Zhao Chen wanted to say something more, but Shen Yunting hung up the phone with a beep. With trembling fingers, he dialed a number that he hadn't dialed for many years but was still familiar to him. ,

He prayed that the other party could get through, but in fact it was impossible. Zhao Chen also said that the plane had already taken off for two hours, unless Xie Zhen didn't go or was not afraid of signal interference causing the crash.

The probability of these two final possibilities is lower than the other, but he is still waiting stupidly, hoping for a miracle.

However, the mobile phone received a cold answer from the system's artificial customer service: "Hello, the user you dialed is not in the service area, please dial later..."

The feeling of bewilderment and trance swept over his perception again, he was sluggish in place, and the big world also seemed to lose its color at this moment, and it kept shrinking and shrinking until it was only him and the air.

When the sun was falling more intensely, he murmured hoarsely: "Zai Zai, the joke you played with me this time is not a little too big..."

That day, he visited almost all the connections he could get in touch with, but he couldn't get a ticket to the Middle East because the specific area he was going to was a war-torn area, and even a major in the Union Army had to be listed as a soldier. Submit the application to the headquarters to issue special passports, and the pass rate is almost zero.

After Xiao Yuchi knew the situation, he dragged Chu Siheng and a group of brothers to work without saying a word, and the final result was not satisfactory. Until the sun set and dyed the sky full of dusk, Shen Yunting sent messages one by one After expressing his gratitude, he put down his phone and leaned back on the leather seat, speechless for a long while.

A heavy downpour came suddenly, the SUV was parked by the side of the road, and an old-fashioned radio player was placed in front of an album store selling song CDs. The old machine turned the metal steel wires inside to make a sound. The melody in it was Shen Yunting. I heard it, and so did the lyrics.

"I have seen

White birds in winter kiss butterflies in Xiagu

Dead wood turns soil into the next green leaf

but not as good as your eyebrows

You say a word and laugh

keep me up all night

so i love you

when can we meet

Until the flowers bloom

or mountain flowers wither

Could it be that

White Birds Don't Love Butterflies

A dead tree has no green leaves in its heart

my waiting is not answered

Loving you is just a flash in the pan

That evening was the farthest time between him and Xie Zhen.

………………

"What's wrong with you, why are you crying?"

Wen Xiuzhu took out a tissue and handed it to him, Xie Zhen was half a beat late to see it, took it belatedly and said thank you habitually, his eyelids were still sensitive to the soft tissue and closed instantly.

After scribbling a few times, Xie Zhen buried his head and sniffed his nose, took a deep breath to rectify his emotions, the back of his neck was exposed with this bending action, and a barrier sticker on the gland caused a smell Xiuzhu's attention, so he tried to find some suitable words to ask why

"Senior Wen." Xie Zhen called him with a strong nasal voice, "I think you didn't use that word well. It shouldn't be liking. The word liking is too raw and ignorant."

Wen Xiuzhu was very surprised why the other party would say this suddenly, but he had no choice but to follow the topic: "So do you have a more suitable replacement?"

Xie Zhen nodded, looked up at him: "Yes, that person's name is."

Wen Xiuzhu was a little distressed by his red eyes, and couldn't help but wonder what kind of person it would be to make such an outstanding junior so sad?

"You're right." After careful consideration, Wen Xiuzhu expressed his sincere agreement, "Emotions are always caused by people, so the longing and miss are just an interpretation of that person and you. Yes Is this so, classmate Xie?"

Xie Zhen rarely showed a sincere smile, and turned up the end of his eyes but left two lines of crystal clear and warm tears, but he has never cried aloud, the silence now, otherwise it is an illusion after hysteria .

"Because it's him, I like him, I miss him. But I miss him now, for a long time, so ah..."

Xie Zhen closed his eyes, let the tears wet his cheeks, slipped into his mouth, tasted the salty longing and miss like crying bitterly last night, and said softly as if giving up: "I don't want to like him anymore."