Waiting for you at the place where you are reborn

"Wu Linxi?" Zhang Lang tried hard to recall. "This name sounds familiar. She must be from Communication University."

"Broadcasting and hosting major." Qi Xiangtian reminded him, "Four years ago, on the graduation trip——"

"Oh - that host, the pretty one with a nice voice?"

Qi Xiangtian nodded.

"What's wrong with her?" Zhang Lang asked.

"I met her." Qi Xiangtian said, "She took the dress you couldn't find and returned it to me last month."

"Ah—" Zhang Lang touched his forehead in surprise, "She took it, and four years later, she gave it back to you."

Qi Xiangtian continued, "She is now the anchor of Jiao Guang Radio Station. Last month, she did a program at my father's bar. I also went there."

Zhang Lang looked at Qi Xiangtian, "Don't you not go to your father's places? You're either in the lab or at home all day long. How can you go to a bar--" As he spoke, he patted Qi Xiangtian's shoulder as if he had discovered a new world and asked, "Do you like her?"

Qi Xiangtian turned back and continued to stare at the computer. "I have been following her for many years and never thought of disturbing her. I knew that their radio station went to the bar to do a column, and I just wanted to go see her. Later, the bar caught fire, and I reached out and pulled her out."

"Is there any follow-up?" Zhang Lang asked.

"The next day, I asked her out for tea and dinner, and also went for a stroll around the school. Unexpectedly, she brought the dress back to return to me—" After saying that, Qi Xiangtian stopped typing on the keyboard, his eyes fixed on the computer screen with a lifeless look.

"Then what?" Zhang Lang asked.

"I met her at the music festival at the Communication University. I wanted to wait for her to finish and then join her, but she went back to the radio station for a meeting. I just wanted to ask her out for dinner, but she said she had something to do and declined." Qi Xiangtian's voice became increasingly low, and in the end it was almost inaudible.

"Does she have a boyfriend?" Zhang Lang asked.

Qi Xiangtian shook his head, "I don't know. I don't dare to ask. What if she says she is pregnant? Then I won't even have an excuse to date her."

Zhang Lang bent down to look at Qi Xiangtian's face and asked in surprise: "Qi Xiangtian, do you like her very much?"

Qi Xiangtian propped his forehead with his hand and said distressedly: "She has already rejected me. Forget it, just pretend that I have never met her again."

"You only remembered to ask her out for dinner a month after you met her. You're really patient. And she said she had something to do, but you just let it go? Maybe she really did have something to do."

Qi Xiangtian said: "Refusing to eat means she doesn't want to continue the contact. She is very happy and I don't want to disturb her life."

"Wow - Mr. Qi, you are really a science man, you are single based on your own strength." Zhang Lang shook his head and sighed, "You gave up before you even tried. If she doesn't come out today, make an appointment tomorrow. If she doesn't come out tomorrow, make an appointment the day after tomorrow. Make an appointment every day. Even if you give up after not being able to make an appointment, it's better than giving up now, isn't it?"

Qi Xiangtian sighed, "If I ask her out every day, she'll be upset. Why bother her?"

"You have a stupid head." Zhang Lang tapped his head gently. "You don't know how to think, you only know how to calculate, and you've become an idiot at work."

"It's okay. I feel much better after telling you about it." Qi Xiangtian pretended to cheer up and smiled. "I need to reply to a few emails. Do you have anything to do?"

Zhang Lang ignored Qi Xiangtian. He sat down on the chair opposite him, took out his phone and typed in "Jiaoguang Radio Wu Linxi". Photos and information about her quickly popped up: "Host of the "Evening Breeze" program, host of the "On the Road" program, host of the "Cultural Vision" program, and the most beautiful host of Jiaoguang Radio". There were photos of her in work clothes, casual clothes, and photos of her hosting the show. There were also comments and messages from listeners below. She was quite popular in the local area and had many fans.

"I have to fly to Shanghai tomorrow for a meeting at headquarters," Zhang Lang said. "You were supposed to go, but you can't hand in your work, so I have to go."

"I know. I've told the headquarters that you'll be the representative. I have to fly to Xijing in two days," Qi Xiangtian said. "There are still some minor issues with Lanxin Biotechnology's cell data analysis software that need to be corrected. I have to go to their company and communicate with the inspector. This must be dealt with urgently. It will be delivered in two months."

Zhang Lang said: "You are meticulous at work and never slack off. You can solve problems as soon as you find them. Can you be the same in life as in work? Don't give up easily." After saying that, Zhang Lang tapped his desk twice, meaning to cheer up or work hard, and then got up and walked out of the office.

Qi Xiangtian watched Zhang Lang leave, then took out his phone and found Wu Linxi, typing a lot of text and then deleting it all. He stared at his phone in a daze. On the screen of his phone was a record of their previous WeChat conversation:

February 4:

Qi Xiangtian: I got off work very late today and missed your show.

Wu Linxi: I told the audience a few stories today. If you want to read them, I can send them to you.

Qi Xiangtian: Okay, I really want to see it.

February 4:

Qi Xiangtian: I listened to the old song you recommended today. I really like Jay Chou.

Wu Linxi: I like it too, that’s why I recommended him. His lyrics need to be read carefully.

February 4:

Qi Xiangtian: Your column is over, can you go home now?

Wu Linxi: Sorry, I just went out to eat. I just saw the message and now I am going to bed.

Qi Xiangtian: Then go to bed early, good night!

February 4:

Wu Linxi: It rained yesterday and the railings of the ring road collapsed. Listeners said that the traffic was particularly congested during today's rush hour. If you have to pass by here, it's best to take a detour.

Qi Xiangtian: Got it, thanks for your reminder.

February 4:

Qi Xiangtian: I heard that there will be a music festival at Communication University next week.

Wu Linxi: Yes, I will also participate at the end of next month.

Qi Xiangtian: I have received the invitation letter and hope to see you then.

On the night of the music festival, he went to the Communication University as an invited guest and sat in the first row of the guest seats.

Only he himself knew that he had never participated in similar activities before and came only because of Wu Linxi.

The music festival was jointly organized by the Education Commission and Jiaotong Radio Station to enrich the entertainment life of college students and increase the listening rate of Jiaotong Radio Station among college students. Wu Linxi and a male student majoring in broadcasting and hosting from the Communication University of China co-hosted the music festival, and the entire program was broadcast live on Jiaotong Radio Station's FM and official account.

The host introduced the guests. When Wu Linxi introduced him, he felt Wu Linxi's joyful eyes. He looked at her and smiled, and his eyes never left her since then.

Wu Linxi was on the stage, wearing a blue long-sleeved evening gown with a waistband and her hair tied up on top. She didn't wear any ornaments, but she was shining under the lights. The male student majoring in broadcasting and hosting was not afraid of the stage at all under her guidance, and the two cooperated very well.

College students and singers took to the stage to show off their talents, singing their own songs as well as currently popular songs.

There was a small award ceremony at the end of the event. Qi Xiangtian, as an outstanding doctoral graduate of Communication University of China, came on stage to present the award.

He took the trophy from the host, presented it to the winner, and took photos with the winner. When he was leaving the stage, he passed by Wu Linxi and received her eyes and smile again.

After stepping down from the stage, he subconsciously sat in his seat and waited for the event to end.

"Mr. Qi, all the guests can leave." The on-site staff told him.

"It's okay, I'll wait a little longer." Looking at the last round of awards on the stage, he stood up and walked backstage.

Wu Linxi walked backstage, and a staff member handed her a bottle of water and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Wu."

Wu Linxi saw Qi Xiangtian walking backstage. She walked to his side and asked in surprise, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Qi Xiangtian looked at her and said, "I want to wait for you."

Wu Linxi said embarrassedly: "I have to go back to the radio station. My boss asked me to go back for a meeting."

"Oh." Qi Xiangtian nodded disappointedly, "Then I will ask you out next time."

Wu Linxi pursed her lips, "When will your next time be?"

"Teacher Wu, change your clothes." The staff called her, "Our car is waiting outside."

"Well - I'm going to change my clothes." Wu Linxi turned around, gestured goodbye to him, and went into the locker room.

……

I left the company at 6:30 in the evening.

Walking out of the Data Building, he subconsciously looked up at the Radio and Television Building in front of him on the left. Wu Linxi's program had not yet ended, and he could still hear half of it.

This year, every time I got off work, I would listen to Wu Linxi's column to pass the boring time driving.

Her voice is still as sweet and smooth as ever, and hearing her voice makes you feel happy. Her interaction with the audience makes the whole carriage feel lively.

After parking the car, he sat in his seat and listened to her show before getting out.

When I opened the door, the room was dark and a cold air came over me. I had never felt such a strong sense of loneliness before.

Use voice to turn on all the lights and appliances in the house.

The sweeping robot started cleaning, light music started playing from the speaker, and the water dispenser started automatically filling and boiling water.

The intelligent voice began to talk to him: "Hello, master, welcome back home. The air conditioner has been adjusted to the appropriate temperature for you."

Qi Xiangtian walked to the balcony and looked out. There were lights from thousands of houses all around him, and he felt a sense of emptiness in his heart.

I took out my phone again and found Wu Linxi's profile picture. I wanted to say something to her, but I felt like nothing I could say would be appropriate.

After meeting Wu Linxi, I became unfamiliar with the habit of being alone for so many years.