middle aged

One year later, Japan, Tokyo

In the early spring of the University of Tokyo, there is always a feeling of being warm and cold. Mo Pingfan was wrapped in an army green windbreaker, holding teaching plans and books in his hand. After walking through a few cherry trees downstairs, he hurried all the way to the school. In front of the main entrance.After adjusting his breathing a little, he looked around, but he didn't find the familiar person.

"Here it is, Teacher Mo." The Chinese mixed in the Japanese seemed very friendly. When Mo Pingfan turned his head, he saw Han Yue and Ouyang Xiaoxiao looking at him with smiles, and each of them was accompanied by a A man carrying a big bag.

"Sorry, wait for a long time."

"No, we just arrived, Mr. Mo, I haven't seen you for so many years, do you miss me?" Han Yue half-joked, even though she is married now, her little heart will always be touched when she sees this person she once had a crush on. Missed a beat.

"Yueyue, he has a thin skin, and you still make trouble with him."

"Cousin, you know how to protect him." Han Yue pulled Ouyang's arm coquettishly.

"Okay, my husband is over there, don't act like a baby in front of me." Nodding Han Yue's nose, Ouyang looked carefully at Mo Fanfan in front of him.

He is still the same, cool and cold, standing in the crowd as if he is not eating fireworks, under the cover of the gold-rimmed glasses, those eyes hide too many secrets.

"I've been tired all the way. Let's go. I'll take you to the hotel first." Even the voice didn't change, the soft and delicate voice said, then took a suitcase in Ouyang's hand, and led a group of people to the hotel.

"The two of you are coming to Tokyo for your honeymoon as a group. Have you thought about where to go?"

"I want to go to Disney the most, and my cousin wants to go to Tokyo Tower. I also want to go to Ginza, eat revolving sushi and the most authentic Japanese ramen. Oh, I also want to visit Sensoji Temple."

"Why are you still like a child, just thinking about eating and playing?"

The hotel that this group of four people booked in advance is not far from the University of Tokyo. They chatted all the way, and after a while, they saw the hotel's gate. After helping them check in, Mo Fanfan looked at his watch and said sorry to the group : "There is an impromptu meeting in the teaching group this afternoon. It was just notified in the morning. Depending on the time, I guess I won't have time to have lunch with you. Let's go tonight. I've made an order at an authentic sushi restaurant nearby. Come pick you up early."

"Okay, Mr. Mo, let's go to work first. My brother-in-law has studied in Japan for two years before, and he can speak Japanese very fluently. Don't worry about us." Han Yue smiled and stood behind Ouyang a little bit shy man.

"Well, then I'll go first, and you can contact me anytime if you need anything."

"Ordinary, wait."

"What's wrong, Ouyang?"

"I might have to trouble you for something." Ouyang Xiaoxiao walked over with a bit of a dilemma on her face: "I'm embarrassed to say it, but I have a friend who is going to study for a doctorate at the University of Tokyo recently. We came together, but there were other things that delayed us. The flight was three hours later than ours. We don’t know each other well in this area. Could you please pick him up at the university? By the way, take him to Tokyo University for a while Go shopping and get acquainted with the environment."

"Okay, it's not a difficult thing, but my afternoon meeting won't be until about three o'clock, what time will he be around here?"

"It's almost three o'clock, can I give him your contact information?"

"Okay"

"Okay, I told him to call you after three o'clock."

"Well, then I'll go back to school first. After I pick up your friend in the afternoon, we'll meet you again."

"Okay..." After finishing speaking, Mo Fanfan left in a hurry, Ouyang Xiaoxiao looked at his thin back, with an inexplicable gleam in his eyes.

"Hey? Cousin, you still have friends who come here to study for a Ph.D.? Why haven't you heard of it?"

"Oh... forgot to tell you."

"How old are you? Why do you continue to study? Live to be old and learn?"

"He's not just here to study..."

The meeting of the teaching group lasted from [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m. After listening to the head of the teaching group rambling on summarizing the teaching achievements and problems of the previous semester and the follow-up work arrangement, Mo Pingfan felt a little headache. He likes to hold such meetings. Apart from classrooms and laboratories, the close contact with his colleagues in the past few years will make him feel a little burdened.Since his father passed away, he seems to be a little more withdrawn than before, almost becoming synonymous with being alone.

After finally surviving the meeting, Mo Pingfan packed up his things, and when he was about to go out, the phone in his pants vibrated.It was a short message reminding that the other party's number was obviously a local number in Japan, but the content was in Chinese: "Hello, I am Ouyang Xiaoxiao's friend, and I am now near Akamon of Tokyo University."

Chimen?It was not far from his office building, and it took only 15 minutes to walk there. Before he had time to think about anything, Mo Fanfan replied to the text message: "Okay, please wait for me for about 15 minutes." Picking up the bag in a hurry, Mo Fanfan also Without thinking about anything, he rushed towards Chimen.

Akamon, which has a traditional architectural style of Japanese elegance but still grandeur, has always been a landmark building of the University of Tokyo. Although it is not the peak season for Tokyo tourism, there are still many blond tourists with various skin colors taking pictures here.Mo Fanfan walked to the red gate and looked around for a week, but he didn't find the face of the single Asian.He picked up the phone and was about to dial the number on the phone, when a voice came from his ear, but it frightened his heart and soul instantly.

"Thank you for taking pictures form my family" Not far from Mo Pingfan, a blond man thanked a person while pushing a stroller to take back a camera for taking pictures from that person.

"You are welcome." The three words that came to his ears were like scorching fire, which made Mo Fanfan's ears turn red.There was absolutely no way he could remember this voice wrongly.

Looking at the sound, the man's back against the light coincides with the appearance that has been buried in his heart all the time. Although he is wearing a black windbreaker, black slacks, carrying a dark gray mountaineering bag, and holding a The black suitcase, the whole person seems to be wrapped in dark tones, but in Mo Fanfan's eyes, the figure wrapped in sunlight is as sunny and warm as the day he first met him when he was a teenager.

He was holding the box, looking around, as if he was looking for someone, Mo Fanfan seemed to have noticed something suddenly, picked up his mobile phone, and dialed the number of the person who just texted him.

"Beep..." After two beeps, the call was connected.Mo Fanfan stood behind that person, listening to that person's most familiar voice coming from the microphone, but he couldn't say a word for a while.

"Hello..." The man picked up the phone and greeted a few words, but seeing that there was no response from the other party, he stopped talking.The two stood one behind the other, both holding their mobile phones, but they couldn't say anything.

"Turn back..." After a long time, Mo Fanfan finally squeezed out this sentence in his hoarse voice.

The man put down his phone, and when he turned his head, Mo Fanfan finally saw the face that had cared about him for more than 20 years.His complexion is much better than when he was in China three years ago. The dark circles under his eyes that used to hang on his face are gone, and his hunched waist now looks much straighter than before. It seems that the whole People are a little stronger.

"You..." There was no more words in the choked throat, Mo Fanfan seemed to be frozen as if unable to move, Qi Yunze had clearly hung up the phone, but Mo Fanfan heard a beep coming from his ear Finally, he didn't even have the strength to put his hand down.

He watched Qi Yunze dragging the suitcase, approaching him step by step, watching him gently pull his hand off, and then gently put him in his arms.

As soon as he closed his eyes, a string of hot tears dripped down Qi Yunze's neck. The early spring weather made Qi Yunze shiver.

"I miss you, Pingfan." The person in his embrace became tighter and tighter, Qi Yunze wished to rub him into his bones.

"..." Choked up, Mo Fanfan couldn't say a word.

"I don't want to leave you anymore..."

"But……"

"Without you, I really can't live well. I don't want to waste all this time and still not have an ending with you. I want to live for myself, I want to live for you..."

"what about your child?"

"They'll understand..."

"Where's your wife?"

"She...has found someone who really loves her..."

Qi Yunze slowly let go of Mo Pingfan, and wiped away the little tears that flowed under his gold-rimmed glasses with his fingers: "I quit my job and picked up my major again. After learning Japanese for a year, I got the qualification to enroll in a Ph.D. .”

"But why did you come here at this hour?"

"Before I actually enter school, I will take half a year of language classes here."

"...Have you really decided? The two of us are together, the pressure we have to go through..."

"There is no turning back." Before Mo Pingfan could finish speaking, Qi Yunze interrupted him, shaking the black suitcase: "This is already all my belongings, bring him here to join you, whether you don't like it or not ?” The man teased like a teenage child, and the tears that Mo Pingfan had finally stopped fell down again with a smile.

Don't dislike it, as long as you want, I can accompany you to the end of the world.

For the first time, Mo Pingfan took Qi Yunze's hand and walked into the school. The lush old trees in Tokyo University cast mottled shadows under the mild sunlight. Along the way, there would be some pointing eyes from time to time, but Mo Fanfan clenched Qi Yunze's hand but never let go.The best lesson that years have given him is to understand what cherishing is, let him go with his own hands, and let him choose it again, and he will never let go of it for the rest of his life. Perhaps it is just a little more courage than a little more to break through the prison of rumors. .

The author has something to say:

This is the end of Wenwen, from September 9th to November 18th, a full two months.

This article was actually written by the host at will, and there was no outline, characters, etc., just thinking about it while writing it, so there are big problems in the structure and the story line.The author should also introspect on this point, and will be more refined in future essays.

When writing this article, the author has just broken up with the male ticket. The author has entered the age of the older leftover woman this year. It is actually unwise to choose to break up at this time, but maybe as the book says, it is extremely OK, but I just don't like it.

Anyway, this vest will no longer be used in the future, and I will change to another vest to continue writing. I am grateful to those who have read it, to all who commented on me, to favorites, and to those who clicked on me. Say thanks again, thank you, thank you!