Chapter 415
Chapter 415: Chapter 57: I’m Waiting for the Wind and for You_2 Chapter 415: Chapter 57: I’m Waiting for the Wind and for You_2 “You had this matter planned so early, even reserving the use of this skyspace aircraft half a year ago, but until this aircraft’s first trial flight according to the original plan, there was no movement from you…
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Huang Que sighed softly upon hearing this:
“There’s nothing I can do, Director Zhang, I too wish to carry out my plan sooner.”
“It’s just a shame…”
She turned, facing the vast avenue outside the launch center, the only road leading here:
“[The person I’m waiting for hasn’t arrived yet.]”
Director Zhang seemed thoughtful, and finally, without pressing further, chuckled lightly:
“Being late is not a good sign, especially when a lady has been kept waiting for so long.”
“It doesn’t really matter.” Huang Que tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear:
“Being late is still better than not showing up at all.”
After a few seconds, she smiled and lowered her head:
“[After all…
I’ve long been accustomed to waiting for him.]”
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Swoosh.
In the Rhein Company building, Lin Xian’s office.
Zhao Yingjun placed two invitation cards on the desk:
“Chu Shanhe is hosting the ‘Science Charity Dinner’ the day after tomorrow.
You attended last year as well, but this year the event is being held a bit later than usual.
Usually, it’s around the end of the year.
This time, Chu Shanhe said that an overseas philanthropist is also very supportive of the scientific development in China, in Donghai City, and wants to participate in this ‘Science Charity Dinner’.
So after some coordination, Chu Shanhe scheduled this year’s charity dinner to take place after New Year’s Day, which is now midway through January.”
Lin Xian nodded and picked up the invitation bearing his name.
Chu Shanhe had handwritten his name on it.
Nowadays, he was also considered a person of some status in Donghai City, not only having been awarded honors like Brave Youth and Top Ten Citizens; but having also joined the Donghai Chamber of Commerce presided over by Chu Shanhe, he had become one of the official members.
So…
looking at this invitation issued specifically to him, and that legitimately, he couldn’t help feeling somewhat emotional, somewhat nostalgic.
Last year’s ‘Science Charity Dinner’ was the first time in his life he had attended such a high-society dinner.
Reserved, stiff, somewhat out of place.
And back then, he didn’t even qualify for an invitation.
He was completely basking in Zhao Yingjun’s light, brought along just to freeload a meal.
In the vast venue, no one recognized him, no one spoke to him.
He was just an invisible person, a nobody, someone standing behind Zhao Yingjun to deflect dance invitations for her.
But now.
A year had passed.
Everything had changed, as had he, markedly so.
His life had undergone tremendous changes, some good, some bad; there were gains and also losses.
Half a month ago.
January 1, 2024.
New Year’s Day.
He visited the cemetery, in front of Professor Xu Yun’s gravestone, with a bottle of liquor and a bunch of flowers, to pay tribute to this person, teacher, friend.
New Year’s Day was Xu Yun’s death anniversary.
He hadn’t forgotten.
On Professor Xu Yun’s gravestone, there was an etched photo of a young Xu Yun laughing heartily.
For a moment, it seemed like just yesterday, as if Lin Xian saw the scene where he and his mentor Ji Xinshui laughed together on the doctoral graduation commemorative album.
In front of the gravestone, he told Xu Yun that Xu Yiyi was doing well recently, nothing to worry about; he and Zhao Yingjun would make sure Xu Yiyi was well taken care of, with a nurse to perform rehabilitation exercises, bathe her, ensure she got sun, and changed clothes, among other things.
Zheng Xiangyue, from the next hospital room, had moved in with Xu Yiyi, and the two girls, sharing a common plight, were keeping each other company.
“Teacher Xu, your prediction was not wrong, the potential of humanity is indeed boundless.
It’s only been a year, and the human trials for the Hibernation Pod have already been completed.
Aside from memory loss, most of the major side effects have been overcome.
It’s expected that within this year, the first batch of Hibernation Pod reservations will be opened.
I’ve also spoken to Dean Gao Yan from Dragon Science Academy, and we’re going to reserve a pod for Xu Yiyi, and make sure she is safely placed into the Hibernation Pod.”
“In this world, there aren’t many happy memories for Xu Yiyi, so…
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I think it’s okay to forget, to completely forget.
For Xu Yiyi, who will hopefully awaken successfully and start a new life, it might not necessarily be a bad thing.”
“If I’m still alive by then, I’ll help you take care of Xu Yiyi, who will have woken up and been cured of her vegetative state.
As for what she’ll call me at that time, brother, uncle, grandpa, or whether she’ll offer incense to me…
that’ll be up to my fate.”
Swoosh, swoosh.
Lin Xian knelt down, pouring the bottle of baijiu onto the gravel in front of Xu Yun’s gravestone.
He knew that Professor Xu Yun often liked to have a little drink before he passed away.
Whether he truly enjoyed drinking or was using it to drown his sorrows, he drank often.
Glug, glug…
From the tilted bottle, large bubbles rose one after another, stirring the white liquor inside, causing it to roll up and down, and the liquid level gradually decreased.
Eventually.
When only the last sip remained, Lin Xian straightened the bottle and raised it in front of Xu Yun’s tombstone:
“Cheers, Teacher Xu.”
He tilted back his head and drained it.
After tightening the cap of the bottle, he placed it beside the tombstone:
“I hope when I come to see you next year…
I can give you, Tang Xin, and all those who shouldn’t have bled but did, a real explanation.”
He stood up straight.
A gust of cold wind blew past, and the numerous tombstones in the cemetery seemed to speak of life’s departure and oblivion.
Lin Xian exhaled.
A puff of faint white mist came out.
This year in Donghai City, there was no snow, but it was still bitterly cold.
…
In the office, coming back to his senses.
Lin Xian noticed Zhao Yingjun, wearing a white cotton coat today, taking an interested look at him, her silver earrings shimmering:
“Do you feel as if times have changed, that years have flown by?”
“You could tell.” Lin Xian chuckled dryly, putting down the invitation in his hand:
“Speaking of which, I should thank you.
At a time when I was nothing and had no real abilities, you got me such an expensive suit.”
Zhao Yingjun smiled:
“Now you, can buy an even more expensive and better-fitting suit, or even have an international master tailor one for you.
Last year, because the dinner was in the evening and there was no time for tailoring, you wore an off-the-rack suit that was simply altered, so it might not have fit as well.”
“No need for that,” Lin Xian replied.
“I really liked that one.”
“Don’t worry.”
He looked up at Zhao Yingjun:
“This time, I will tighten my tie a bit more.
Wear my armor well, take up my sword.”
Pfft—
Zhao Yingjun, who rarely laughed out loud, covered half her face with her fair hand, unable to hide her amusement:
“You still remember that.”
“Of course.”
Lin Xian looked at the invitation on his office desk, the one belonging to Zhao Yingjun:
“Aren’t you taking yours?”
“Let’s go together on the day,” Zhao Yingjun pointed at the calendar:
“The day after tomorrow in the afternoon, Rhein Company and MX Company are holding their annual summary meetings together; you always have to attend, right?
All our vice presidents will be there too, Brother Wang said you’d come.”
Lin Xian nodded:
“Brother Wang told me about it.
I definitely have to be at that meeting.
It’s just…”
He looked at Zhao Yingjun:
“It’s just that after the annual summary meeting of Rhein Company and MX Company, Brother Wang also arranged for me to hold a spirit conveyance meeting for the middle managers of Rhein Company, to briefly talk about the plans and requirements for the new year.
I’m afraid it’ll take a while, and then I can go to the ‘Science Charity Banquet’.”
“That’s okay.”
Zhao Yingjun habitually tucked the stray hairs on her cheek behind her ear with her index finger, smiling at Lin Xian:
“I’ll wait for you.”