Waiting for a long time, Captain

Chapter 5
Qingya said regretfully that she had been here for several days, but she didn't meet Cen today.

The encounter that I have thought about thousands of times was wasted in the long rainy days for nothing.Gu Zeng half-kneeled on the bed and wiped his hair, a little absent-minded.The man later gave her the umbrella and walked into the rain alone.She looked at his back, unable to recover for a long time.Too many similarities and coincidences, I can't help but think about it.

Qingya rubbed against the side of the bed and moved over. She didn't pay attention and was taken aback, but Qingya smiled from ear to ear: "Gu Xiaobai, you're obviously yearning for spring now, don't you?" Qingya grabbed She glanced at her sinisterly over her shoulder, "Tell me honestly, did you have an affair when you went out this afternoon?"

Aventure?Indeed, such a handsome man.

She buried her head in silence, turned over and threw the hair dryer beside the bed, covered her face with the pillow, and suppressed a smile: "I met a very handsome man."

"Really?" Qing Ya pursued and asked, complaining non-stop, "Why can't I always meet my right man!" She lamented that God was unfair, but Gu Zeng felt that God was too tricky.

"Qingya, I have a very strong feeling that that person is him. But it's uncomfortable, and this feeling is very uncomfortable, like passing by a place thousands of times, but never really getting to know each other."

The encounters between people are really strange sometimes, and the feeling is strong, but because of insufficient convincing reasons in reality, the encounters stop on the surface again and again.For example, the deep memory of a voice for three years, or just the feeling of a certain sentence, are not very convincing.But still being tickled by the dense thoughts, the whole person became irritable.

"What are you talking about?" Qingya fumbled around in her makeup bag, she suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Have you ever been to the plateau?"

"Huh?" The bright red nail polish was printed obediently on the transparent nail cover under the soft brush.Gu Zeng propped his chin in the gap of the quilt to look at her, but it didn't seem like he was looking at her. "I read a sentence before, and it was so beautiful. In that month, I shook all the prayer wheels, not for exaltation, but just to touch your fingertips."

"What are you nagging about?"

She covered her eyes, and his face was shaking, in the moonlight and in the color of the water, she felt like a person who drank osmanthus wine, so drunk that he couldn't escape.

How much effort has to be made for this encounter.

"I seem to see the reflections behind several ruined low walls, reflecting the face of the person in my dream. It's so romantic, that's the lover of my dream..."

The weather in Atlanta was still not very good. Qingya went around the Coca-Cola production base and drank a lot of other people's drinks, but in the end she felt that the base was too monotonous and boring.Gu Zeng didn't know her nature, and he also followed her, but followed her around and gradually lost his direction.

"where are we going?"

"Hush..." Qingya smiled maliciously.

She suddenly remembered that the man had kindly reminded her not to go out at night.Now that it is dusk, she can already see the black people smoking with their legs crossed behind the deep red and green doors on this small road. Most of them will look at them with interest, whistle or tune Turn on the lights on them.

She was a little nervous, and grabbed Qingya's sleeve: "It's going to be dark soon, do you know where this is?"

"Of course." She suppressed her voice and pressed it to her ear, "My little beauty, don't be afraid, just round this corner is the nightclub with the most Chinese gatherings, and it's very fun inside."

She opened her mouth in surprise, "Nightclub? You want to take me to the nightclub?"

"Shh, shhh, if you speak louder, you won't be able to guarantee that those black people will rush out of it to save the beauty."

Gu Zeng blushed with anger, but he couldn't resist Qingya's persistence.Fortunately, we soon came to the end of the path, and there was a wide road on the opposite side, full of traffic.It seems that there is only a red wall, but there are two worlds inside and outside.

She was reluctant to go in, but Qingya threatened her on the grounds that she was broken in love. In the end, she disliked her for being too clean-cut. She wore a ponytail like a student.

"People like you won't let you in, student girl." She was confident.

Gu Zeng let her toss around for a while, then turned around and saw some black people gathered at the street corner, as if they wanted to come this way.She couldn't control it too much, and then walked in holding Qingya's hand.

Claymond's luxury clubhouse?It was only when she walked in that she realized her impulse, looking at the luxurious decorations all around, she was a little speechless.Qingya walked halfway and pulled her to the corner, she couldn't stop laughing, she wanted to ask what she was laughing at, but there was too much music inside, Qingya couldn't hear her words clearly.It's just that the two of them are leaning against the corner, and their movements are intimate, which inevitably attracts attention.

She reached out and pushed her.But Qingya leaned over and said loudly: "Xiaobai, get ready before going in."

Gu Zeng stared at her blankly, feeling that he was being fooled.She saw the light cast by the golden gate, and someone came from the end of the corridor, with a waist-length vest and ultra-short jeans, clinging to her body, and her makeup was so heavy that she couldn't see clearly.She took a step back subconsciously, and heard a few scary words: strip club!
The golden door was pushed open, and she was quickly pushed into the middle of the crowd, and saw men and women of all colors leaning together with their chests and backs exposed.There was romantic smoke and water swirling above her head, she couldn't tell the direction, and she couldn't find Qingya, as if she had walked into a grotesque maze, being awkwardly squeezed by the crowd.She should be the strangest person in it, with short sleeves and long pants, no makeup.

Qingya quickly came to her, took her to a place where there were fewer people inside, and shouted to her: "This is a package ticket I bought specially for you! Gu Xiaobai, let the craziest thing in your life Stay here all night!"

This city, her last night in Atlanta, was full of beautiful lights, and the people around her were immersed in the striptease madly. There was a hot and charming atmosphere in the air. After accepting the invitation, she covered her mouth and dared not make a sound.

Qingya hinted desperately at the side, but unconsciously touched the foreigner's chest muscles: "Are you an overseas Chinese?"

The man replied in Chinese that was not very fluent: "Chinese and American mixed race." He expressed his luck with his eyes.

Gu Zeng just wanted to refuse.She quickly pushed Qingya into the man's arms, and turned around quickly, showing that she was not very interested.The man raised his eyebrows and smiled without forcing it. He was quite graceful, but he turned his head and met Qingya's bright eyes. The two of them sparked in a very short time.The man stretched out his arms to embrace the woman in front of him, and quickly rushed into the crowd, dancing and dancing.

The music is really exciting.Gu Zeng felt his scalp go numb, waved to Qingya who was in the crowd, and pointed to a direction to go out.Someone was throwing her coat over, and she wanted to avoid it, but in the darkness, someone suddenly grabbed her elbow and pulled her into his arms against her arm.The strength was amazing, and it hurt her wrist. It was a man.

She wanted to struggle, but the man did it on purpose, covering her head with clothes so that she could not see the way and had no way to escape.The hand attached to her back moved up slowly, from the waist to the shoulder armor, the strength and skill between the fingers made her tremble.After a while, she realized that she was being held captive, shouted for help, and rushed towards the crowd.

But all the yelling and attempts were drowned by the sound of music. She wanted to turn around, but those hands touched her neck and pinched her fragile throat.With just a slight twist, her head and body separate.

Why did such a thing happen to her?She was trembling with fright, unable to say a word, she could only obediently stop struggling, and walked in a certain direction following the instructions of those hands.

One after another, bodies were attached to them, and then they were knocked away. She tried her best to calm herself down, wondering if it was the black people who saw them on the street just now?Did he follow her and Qingya in?What can she do to get out of danger?If she desperately hugs one of them, will she resolve the danger around her?

Thinking of this, she has already tried to pull the people around her on the dark dance floor.In the chaos, someone was yelling: "Who stepped on my foot!" She stepped on it twice in a row.The shouting and cursing around her grew louder, and the crowd was suddenly blocked. She stopped, and the coat on her head was suddenly lifted.The colorful lights dazzled her a little. Before she could see clearly, she heard a loud noise around her, as if her whole body was smashed to the floor.The next moment, she was wrapped in a shawl and led out of the crowd, and a familiar and pleasant smell came over her.

"Don't look back, go straight." It's the man smoking on the alleyway of the Grand Theater!
She slowly walked out of the crowded crowd, deep in the huge ballroom, panting heavily at the back corner of the spiral staircase, her chest heaving uncontrollably.

The man told her that she was almost robbed by someone from the underground black market.It was only then that a creepy feeling climbed from the soles of her feet to her back, and the huge shock shook her mind, which made her calm down for a moment.

"Is there no security in this place? Why are they able to come in?" She breathed calmly and looked up at him, only to find that he was half leaning against the wall, holding a cigarette case in his hand, and a cigarette was half-smoked, but it just existed like this.

He still didn't smoke beside her, and his brows showed restraint and introversion.

She wanted to say, it doesn't matter.But he quickly put it away, patted his fingers against the pocket twice, then looked at her and laughed.

"You come to this place to dance, don't you know the rules here?" The voice was still hoarse, and it sounded like he had a serious cold.He walked over, his eyelashes drooping slightly, he turned around abruptly and hugged her in his arms, clinging to the corner of the wall.She didn't have time to react when she heard an unfamiliar male voice speaking English from outside the stairs.

Very urgent, it probably means that no one can be found.

"Come here after seven o'clock in the evening, there is no curfew, only carnival. Whether you go alone or with a group of people, no one will care about you." He suppressed his voice, and the moonlight came in through the crack of the door, shining on his face.Gentle browbones, like a beauty.He just looked at him like this, in the drooping eyes, in the warm breath of each other, he looked at her for a long time, which made Gu Zeng's face burn.

She was almost speechless, "I, I was pulled here."

He took a step back to give her enough space, but he didn't leave too far away. He kept a safe distance to surround her and listened to the clanging of keys outside.

With a smile on his lips, "They're locking the back door."

The sound of the ballroom was still boiling, as if there had never been any accidents inside.She tried to ask, "Why did you lock the door?"

"Maybe they think you can fetch a good price."

She was so scared that she pressed against the wall, and suddenly she couldn't believe him.

"There are their people in the front hall, and the back is also locked. And now by your side, the only person you can trust is me." Unable to help coughing a few times, he came over and took her hand, "Calm down."

It was almost the same tone as that of flight 510.He once helped her, Gu Zeng desperately convinced himself.

Before coming to Atlanta, she imagined many scenes here, from the grand theater to the Coke factory, from the alleys extending in all directions to carnival in the rain, there is always a vague figure in these scenes.She had also looked forward to meeting him.Cen today.are you him
"Like obsidian bracelets?"

At the end of the spiral staircase, behind a huge mirror, was a dark, narrow passage.He threw off the shackles and led her through it.

"Obsidian is also known as Apache's tears, and the all-black bracelet is known as the angel in the dark, which means that you will be blessed by God in times of difficulty." He lowered his eyes.Gu Zeng followed and looked over, the hands of the two people were intertwined, their fingers encircling their wrists, like shackles, better than confinement, conveying a sense of warmth and security in a dark environment like this.

The faint candlelight in the narrow passage kept flickering, and his face was shaking close at hand, repeating what he said just now, "When you are in trouble, you get the gift of God." He narrowed his eyes slightly, hiding all the light, but still looking at her.

She understood that he was sent by God to save her.

"You...why do you know about this aisle?" She lowered her head as much as possible to hide her nervousness that she didn't dare to look at him. Some people's eyes looked over, even if it was dark, and they couldn't see their fingers. It can make people see the black and white of the eyes clearly, clear and bright, just like daytime.

"Have you been here before?"

"Why did you come with me?" He asked without answering.

She froze, not knowing what to say.The narrow alley quickly came to an end, and there was another door, which was not locked, and the street that was full of blacks wandering out was the night.She was walking with him on the road, their bodies were leaning against each other, and there were black people dangling in front of them all the time. Maybe it was because she saw that she was only accompanied by a man, and she had a bad idea.

She asked nervously, "What should I do?"

He laughed in a low voice, and said word by word: "Hold on to my hand, don't let go."

In the long dark night, the cold wind pierced through her collar, and her back was wet with sweat.Almost dragging his body to climb into the bathtub, Gu Zeng closed his eyes and refused to open them again.If possible, she hoped that this moment would be the dawn of tomorrow.

What Qingya said was true, she spent the craziest night of her life in this foreign capital, but not in that colorful striptease hall, but in the dark alleys where black people wandered.That man, he snatched a black man's electric motorcycle, and took her out of the encirclement quickly.

Before that, he had also punched down three tall and strong black men.Tourists with unknown conditions yelled to call the police, but the black people around them turned a deaf ear.Some people applauded for his beautiful and neat movements, and knocked on the wine bottle and drank booze.The wind hurts my ears.

He stopped at the entrance of the hotel, and a waiter took his tip and was responsible for helping him dispose of the motorcycle.He seemed to know the city of Atlanta very well. Except for the gathering place of blacks, he could even control the turns at every intersection so that the people behind couldn't catch up.

He smoked in the rain, lingered in the magnificent stripping scene, groped for a way out with her in the narrow and dark alleyway, and even swung his fists...Empressed and reserved, romantic and profound.It's a little different from the person she imagined, but there are many things too, too. When it's gentle, it's like a mist with soft light in the morning, quietly lingering on the cells of the human body, vibrating and awake.

She never dared to ask, are you him?Yeah?
Gu Zeng, do you think he is?

When Gu Zeng woke up, it was almost noon the next day, and the plane was at three o'clock in the afternoon.She didn't wait for Qingya to come back, and she didn't know when she fell asleep, her head was heavy.After sitting by the bed in a daze for a while, she saw the note Qingya had left for her.Tell her that because she has to be a random flight attendant, she has already gone to the airport in advance.Ask her to pack all the things and tidy up the room.

There is another sentence: Someone came to tell me yesterday in the club that you have already returned to the hotel first. I want to know how many affairs you have hidden in Atlanta!

It was an unimaginable affair.She packed her things with a wry smile, and quickly arranged the cosmetics left by Qingya one by one, and then called the waiter to help carry them.When checking out, she called Xu Shen at the front desk, told her the return date and expressed her experience of being stolen rather pitifully.

Xu Shen smiled and comforted her on the other end of the phone, but just before hanging up, he said inexplicably: "Lu Zhao came to see me two days ago, and said nervously that he once admitted a patient, also named Gu Zeng, who was very good at it. Alcoholism. I can't believe it, is it really such a coincidence?"

Yeah, it's really a coincidence that all the past has been repeated since hearing his voice again.Alcoholism, grief, words that have been so far away.She really almost forgot that she was such a miserable person in the past.Ten years of walking around the world in Paris is like walking on snow in a fiery hell.Gu Zeng, you have already fallen once, do you want to fall again?

The skin of a beauty needs to be kept away.There may be tens of thousands of people in this world who can make her happy, why does she always have to go the wrong way and break into the beauty's door?
At that time, after all, I was too young, I didn't know what it was like to embarrass myself, and I didn't know that it was such a hard thing to wait for someone to like me. Until later... the more painful it was, the more I was able to be sober and calm.

He said it.He said these words that made her sober, but it was still him who made her unconscious.Gu Zeng, don't be stupid, don't let yourself get hurt and sad even though you know it's difficult.You'd better avoid all imaginations about him, about Cen today.

It was 01:30 pm when we arrived at the airport, and there was still more than an hour before boarding the plane.She stored her luggage, walked around the airport, bought some gifts to take back to her parents, and bought a small gift for Xu Shen.

As the airport with the largest passenger traffic in the world, Atlanta really has an indescribable enthusiasm and intensity.The real-time broadcast in the terminal hall sounded continuously, reminding passengers of the boarding time.Many people linger and return several times.And she only wanted to leave here quickly, as long as she left here, she would be able to leave all the stories about that mysterious man.

I carefully checked my passport and boarding pass, walked to the security check entrance, and was about to go in, but was bumped on the back of the shoulder, and my things scattered all over the floor.Two figures rushed over quickly, and the security guard shouted loudly with a pager: "Illegal entry! Stop them!"

Is it a stowaway?Gu Zeng looked over curiously. After all, the two people were caught by the airport security, and they handcuffed their wrists and brought them over. They walked past her. They were two teenagers, swarthy, and only skin and bones remained. unhealthy.Carrying a bag, clothes tattered.

A teenager stares intently at the spilled milk in her bag.

The security guard was yelling: "Hurry up and go, what are you looking at!"

It was just a subconscious move. She chased after her and gave the milk to the boy. The other boy looked at her in surprise, but said very politely: "Thank you sister."

The security guard looked at her curiously for a while, then led the two teenagers to the interrogation room.When they were far away, they looked back at her, showing their canine teeth and smiling.

"It may be illegally trafficked into the country." A slender hand reached out to unzip the bag for her.

She looked up, with mixed feelings for a while.Obviously thinking about leaving this dangerous man.

"These two children are very smart. Creating chaos is a powerful help for them. They may enjoy higher treatment if they are taken away by the security guards." He walked over and looked back at her.Rourou's eyes were like the moonlight under the white tower, "They are forced to learn any skills to save themselves at this age. Many children in this world are living very hard and it's not easy, but they will still treat you people smile."

The broadcasting station reminded the boarding passengers for the last time that she had no choice but to chase after her because she couldn't care about anything else.I don't know if they are walking together, but the direction of the two people is the same, and it seems that even the shift is the same.

"Are you going back to Beijing too?"

He looked at her leisurely, smiled, but didn't speak, the most difficult thing for Gu Zeng to resist was the pair of eyes looking at her, silent but seeing through everything.

"This beautiful lady, we have met many times in Atlanta in just a few days, and I have helped you. You still treat me with such suspicious eyes and tone. Is it proper oriental etiquette?"

It was only after looking at him so closely that he realized that the bruises under his eyes were heavy and he looked very tired.He should still be sick.

"Sorry." She bowed her head and admitted her mistake.

The security check passage was a bit congested because of the two teenagers just now, she couldn't walk through, and was pushed aside by the crowd.He stretched out his hand to help her, and his voice was close to his ear: "Follow me."

Suddenly, I remembered the sentence "hold my hand tightly and don't let go", and the roots of my ears started to feel hot again.She seemed to have no other better way to resolve the embarrassment in front of her, so she had to follow him.With wet and sticky sweat in the folded palms, she tried to move, but was quietly held by him again.

Someone was waiting for him at the special passage, and he was taken directly into the first class cabin.

"The weather in Beijing is fine, and it shouldn't rain. The fuel consumption is in accordance with the previous arrangement. If there are special circumstances, I will notify you."

"Okay." A very simple word, but mixed with too many emotions.Su Jin'an didn't speak any more, and walked out of the cabin.

Gu Zeng bowed his head and flipped through the magazine, feeling uncomfortable no matter what.He obviously bought an ordinary class ticket, but because he wants to sit here, it's an inexplicable fate.

She wanted to say that she should go back to her original place, but the flight attendant kindly reminded her that she was about to take off.He leaned over to fasten her seat belt, his voice hoarse and sleepy: "Don't make trouble."

She really stopped making trouble.She blushed and closed her eyes to sleep.

This may be the first time that she felt such a tense feeling. Even though the people around her had fallen asleep smoothly, she seemed to feel the strong air pressure on his body, which could not be ignored, and she could not fall asleep at ease.

Moreover, the thin blanket on his body kept slipping off.When she went to pull the blanket, she couldn't help but see his face, which was quiet, unable to see those silent and extraordinary eyes, but the heat on his face never disappeared.

Unexpectedly, it bumped into dark eyes.I don't know when he woke up, and I don't know if he noticed more. Gu Zeng wanted to escape, but he lost his sleepiness and chatted with her.

"The topic that I didn't finish just now, that old glazed bead, you hand it in when you return to China. If the origin is very transparent, you will return it."

She said "hmm", and she was distracted: "Will the two children be okay?"

"Not likely, Atlanta's system is very friendly." He bent his fingers and tapped on his knee, "I used to see homeless people sleeping outside the airport, and the staff would give them blankets and breakfast."

"You seem to like Atlanta very much?"

The stewardess brought orange juice and coffee, but he didn't drink them and put them aside.

This is a bit out of the rules, usually flight attendants would ask passengers about their needs before delivering drinks and food, but these rules became empty in front of him, and with all the things before boarding the plane, she seemed to be sure of something.

His eyes drooped slightly, covering his beautiful eyes, and answered her question: "I like it very much."

This city is loaded with too much of his past, a burden that cannot be unloaded.The Miracle of Atlanta.

She suddenly really wanted to ask his name, but just thinking about it, she asked: "Can you tell me your name? You have helped me many times. Maybe I can treat you to dinner after returning to China."

He didn't look up.But she seemed to see him smiling, saw his eyes sparkle, and saw the back of him smoking a cigarette in the bluestone alleys of the Grand Theater...

"Terrence." He told her the English name.

In the second half of the night, she slept deeply, and vaguely seemed to see someone dimming the small lamp above her head.A man and a woman in the back seat were talking in a low voice, and gradually lost their voices in the end.

She was always wondering when he would recover from a cold.If there had been no change in his voice, she would have been able to recognize him.Perhaps, at this moment, it is already close to the truth.

He is Cen Today, even if he only gave his English name badly.

(End of this chapter)