Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Zhuge Qinuo arrived in Beijing and took the principal course which lasted for 5 days and 4 nights. She felt that she gained a lot.

After class, I flew directly to Shanghai and learned about a new project.

Finally, she went to City D, visited the film and television city there, and chose a park she had never been to before.

The park is still under construction and there are almost no people.

Walking in the old buildings, I feel the insignificance of human beings in the long river of time.

A person's life is everything to himself, but in terms of time, everything becomes the past.

The past of an ordinary person may not be cared by anyone. So all her confusion and entanglement will eventually become wind and disappear without a trace.

When I think about it this way, it seems that many things, things that are hard to let go, seem less important, such as the fetters in life, the secular perspective, and certain dependencies that we want but cannot keep.

The idea in Zhuge Qinuo's mind can finally become a final decision.

After finishing all her work, she wanted to have another day of carefree fun, but she honestly booked a return ticket.

On the ninth day, she came back.

Han Moli was not there on the day I returned home, and he did not come back until the next day.

The two of them got along just as peacefully as usual, as if she had not been away for so long, and as if he had not been away from home.

But some people and some hearts are destined to be different.

Just like before, sometimes Han Moli went home early, and Zhuge Qinuo often had to work until midnight; sometimes Zhuge Qinuo had little work to do, but Han Moli often worked outside until midnight before going home.

The difference is that the two of them are living in perfect harmony with each other more than before and can always perfectly miss the days of being together at home at night.

This is also a good idea for Zhuge Qinuo.

You don’t have to spend too much time keeping the two of you together, and you don’t have to spend too much time wondering why the time you two spend together is getting less and less.

She gave more energy to herself. Apart from the time she had for work and children, she continued to take classes in hip-hop, yoga, painting, and piano.

These things left her with no time to feel sad or self-pitying.

Time flies, mercilessly!

She and Han Moli have become accustomed to this kind of life.

Another group of students in the tutoring class will not come again because they have graduated.

Yes, graduated!

For them at this moment, the impact of their grades on their mood is only temporary, and the feeling of separation is even more overwhelming!

Being immersed in the friendship between classmates and teachers of these young men and women every day also brought back many memories for Zhuge Qinuo. This also reminded her of several old classmates who asked her to organize a high school reunion several times.

She didn't want to before. Because she didn't want to be in the spotlight, and didn't want to spend time doing these useless things outside of work. With this time, she would rather stay at home, with the children, with Han Moli.

But she is different now. So she suddenly becomes interested in the class reunion which she didn't care much about before.

The news of the upcoming class reunion made the high school classmates’ WeChat group, which had been silent for a long time, lively again.

It was an inexplicable feeling of intimacy, so intimacy that made Zhuge Qinuo wonder what was wrong with his past self and why he felt that getting together with old classmates would be a useless thing.

The more she watched her high school classmates chatting in the group, the more she felt that this classmate meeting was necessary. She actively organized and repeatedly studied the process links. Since she had done it, she wanted to make everything more perfect.

For her, this is no longer just a party, it is a memory, it is her youth.

July 7th, everything that was supposed to come has come!

In the morning, we toured the campus, took photos, and had lunch in the school cafeteria. In the afternoon, the teacher gave a speech and the students briefly introduced their current situation!

Because there were so many people, after the initial unfamiliarity, the intimacy of studying together soon returned. It was not a complicated process, but it made many people burst into tears. Everyone had so many common memories, and each one was touching enough. At this moment, Zhuge Qinuo realized that this was not only her youth, but also the youth of everyone present.

It's evening soon!

Zhuge Qinuo did not participate for long in the chatting and photo-taking session.

As the organizer, she has to be the first to go to the next venue to make preparations.

When we arrived at the hotel for the dinner, she made various arrangements skillfully.

By the time the former deputy class leader Yang Luoting led other people who organized the reunion here, things had basically been done.

She didn't want to join him in asking old classmates to sit down one by one like a newlywed couple. So after someone else took over the rest of the work, she did not hesitate to become the boss under the pretext of waiting for the cake.

Everyone arrived at the booked hotel one after another.

After Zhuge Qinuo received the cake on time, he did not go to the private room immediately, but sat down in the coffee shop next to the lobby.

She still needed some time to get her old classmates to take their seats.

This way she doesn't have to face these familiar yet unfamiliar faces and say some superficial greetings.

At six o'clock, she thought it was about time, so she slowly walked towards the private room with the cake.

When she pushed the door open, she found that most people had arrived, and the teachers had also arrived. As Yang Luoting had told her before, three more teachers had arrived.

Unexpectedly, these three teachers also included her high school freshman and sophomore homeroom teacher, Ye Mingyuan, her male idol, who did not come in the afternoon.

Zhuge Qinuo's heart couldn't help but tighten.

Everyone was sitting in their seats, looking towards the door at the same time.

This was not the scene Zhuge Qinuo wanted. She originally wanted to come in later and just find a place to sit quietly.

Being stared at like now would be fine, but if everyone just took a quick look and then went about their business, and no one paid any attention to her in the end, how embarrassing would that be?

"Zhuge Qinuo? You're here so late too? We've all been here for a long time." Senior 3's homeroom teacher, Ms. Jin, was the first to stand up and greet them. She didn't come in the afternoon either.

Then, some students and teachers stood up.

Zhuge Qinuo also hurried over to greet him: "No, Mr. Jin, I have been here for a long time. You didn't come during the day and didn't see me. I just went to get the cake, but the cake delivery person sent it to the wrong place, and there was a traffic jam on the way here, so I was late. Oh, by the way, you guys should take your seats quickly, it's getting late."

As she put the cake away, she held the teacher's hand and sent her back to her seat: "Why can I ask you to pick me up? Please sit down, I'll ask the waiter to serve the food."

Zhuge Qinuo was so generous and decent that her head teacher looked her up and down and couldn't help but praise her: "You have become more mature and more capable. There is no other change. You are still as beautiful as ever."

"If you say so, I feel really ashamed." Zhuge Qinuo's words were genuine.

She knew how old and haggard she had become over the years. She still looked quite energetic now, which could only mean that her conscious changes over the past year or so had achieved some results. Or maybe it was simply because she had gone to a makeup store to do her makeup today specifically for this class reunion.

After talking to the teacher and exchanging eye contact and lip reading with Yang Luoting, Zhuge Qinuo walked out of the private room.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Just because she doesn’t like this kind of communication at dinner parties doesn’t mean she doesn’t know how to have it, and just because she knows how to have this kind of communication doesn’t mean she likes it.

She was glad that she didn't say something like "I missed you so much".