Chapter 9: I will follow you to the end of the world
The lighthouse is never alone because you are the coast.
Yu Nansheng01
I stood on the track in the playground and felt the breath of spring. The busy year finally passed. Looking at people coming and going on campus, I felt a little lonely and desolate. I hadn't seen Shen Yuxi for a long time.
I heard from Qi Qi that Shen Yuxi has announced that he will no longer take apprentices, and there are still people in the newspaper discussing the three of us. I also want to laugh, because nothing has ever happened between Shen Yuxi and me.
It’s not that I want something to happen, but Qi Qi said to me: “You two are in the same office, and Shen Yuxi really treats you differently from others. If nothing happens, it would be a waste of this God-given opportunity.”
I could only smile bitterly. I knew I was living in dire straits in Shen Yuxi's office. I had no time to take care of myself, let alone talk about love.
Qi Qi kept saying that I was too cold. I am indeed a little colder now than before.
"Nan Sheng, have you finished your exam?" I was sitting in the library and a classmate came over to me and wanted to borrow my notes.
"Um."
She sighed and said, "Ah, a top student is a top student. I'm still preparing for the make-up exam, but you're already preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam. However, you were so good at your major courses before, but you're planning to take a foreign language exam. What a pity."
"By the way, have you heard that our department has a senior who is going to give a speech today?"
While I was looking up information , my classmates were talking to me and I shook my head.
Because I chose a new major when preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, I had to study very hard and I have been in the library almost every day recently.
"It seems like you've really made up your mind to quit our journalism industry. You didn't even know that our city's ace reporter Shen Yuxi was going to give a speech on such a big news."
"Oh, I see." I replied calmly.
"When you went there for internship, weren't you working in the same newspaper as Shen Yuxi? Have you ever talked to him?" the classmate asked curiously.
I wanted to roll my eyes, but couldn't because of the homework at hand.
Not only does he work in the same newspaper as him, he also works in the same office and he's his apprentice.
It seems that before I went to the newspaper, I was also fascinated by Shen Yuxi, the legendary reporter, in school. It was not until I went to the newspaper and became his apprentice that I realized how sharp his venomous tongue was. After all, from his appearance and reports, I could only see that Shen Yuxi was a rigorous person, and the rest had to be discovered by myself.
I didn't answer, but went out and called Qi Qi.
"Ah, what did you say? I can't hear you clearly now. Wait a minute! I'll call you back!" Before I could respond, the other party hung up the phone.
I stood at the entrance of the library for a long time holding my phone. The wind outside was very comfortable. Someone was holding a book and hurriedly going somewhere. He vaguely said "newspaper office" and something familiar to me.
Qi Qi called me back 10 minutes later. I held up my phone and asked, "Has Shen Yuxi come to our school?"
"Yes, the speech was originally supposed to be given by reporter Xie, but somehow it became reporter Shen's. He left early in the morning. Didn't he tell you? What do you talk about on the phone every night?" Qi Qi was extremely curious about this.
Because she knew that Shen Yuxi would call me every night, and each time the call would last for quite a while, but we never seemed to make any progress.
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This wasn't a romantic relationship, so what progress would we expect?
I stood in the wind holding my phone. It took me a long time to figure it out. Even if I went there, I might not be able to talk to him. So what was there to worry about?
But I still couldn't help but come to the auditorium. At this time, there were already many people queuing at the door of the auditorium. I felt a little disappointed, because it seemed that there was definitely no place to sit. I didn't expect Shen Yuxi to be so popular seats were full just for her speech.
Just as I was about to leave, I spotted the professor who had led us during the training session at the school news agency.
He told me about Shen Yuxi at that time. Before I went to the newspaper, he told me that Shen Yuxi was a rare journalistic talent. It was he who made me curious about Shen Yuxi.
"Professor, is there any room left?"
When giving a speech, everyone in the university knows that these professors are just there to make up the numbers and will leave after sitting there for a while. However, in this situation, there is no need for professors and school leaders to make up the numbers. When he saw me, he was stunned. When I decided to change my major and take the postgraduate entrance examination, the professor was still reluctant to let me go, and asked me to think about it carefully.
"Oh, little princess, why are you here too?" the professor asked me with a smile.
He always calls me that.
I said, "Isn't there a speech? It's from my former colleague at the newspaper."
The professor knew about my family situation and never pushed me. He glanced at me and then led me into the auditorium. I just wanted the professor to make room for me, even if it was in the last row, or even better, but who would have thought it would be in the first row? I had a terrible headache. In this way, Shen Yuxi would definitely see me.
I thought about it for a long time and finally found someone I knew sitting behind me to swap seats with.
Now I still hope to watch him in the crowd rather than stand beside him and accompany him.
Most people would fall asleep during a normal speech, and even if they didn't, they would spend the whole speech chatting on their phones. But today was completely different. Shen Yuxi was a well-known figure in school, and now he has become one of the best journalists in S City and has returned with honors. Coupled with his charming appearance, all the junior students studying journalism are attracted to him, and they won't feel sleepy even when looking at his face.
Of course, I didn’t say this, but a junior high school girl who sat next to me said it.
I just want to laugh.
If she knew what he was like in the newspaper office, she probably wouldn't think so.
When I go out for interviews, this face doesn't really have any effect! At most, it just makes people look a little gentler.
I just wanted to meet him. After all, I had heard his stories countless times every day at the newspaper office. But the more I listened, the more frightened I became.
He actually mentioned my case, the one about the shady workshop that indirectly caused my father's death. He was not joking, but talking about the case very objectively.
My hands suddenly clenched and I squinted my eyes to look forward.
He was still wearing his off-white windbreaker, with the same indifferent expression as always, just like every time I saw him at the newspaper office, without any change. But when he talked about me, he was actually praising me.
This is probably the first time I have heard such straightforward recognition from Shen Yuxi.
He raised his head and looked at me for some reason. That look left me with nowhere to escape.
I sat in the middle, with people on my left and right, and it was difficult for me to walk out. He just looked at me, didn't say anything, and continued his speech. I didn't really hear what he said afterwards.
When the show was over, I was reluctant to leave, as if I was waiting for something. Sure enough, he came up to me and took me to the lounge when no one was around.
"Wait a moment, I'll pack some things." He pointed to the sofa on one side.
I nodded, holding my notebook and sitting on the sofa waiting for him. I glanced at him and saw that he was still the same. I thought about it. I hadn't been away from the newspaper for too long. Shen Yuxi was always so calm, so calm that it made me feel a little cold.
The speech manuscripts were all packed up, and Shen Yuxi only brought a small bag. He put everything in it, then pulled a chair over and sat opposite me. The atmosphere suddenly became a little serious.
I raised my eyebrows and looked at him, wanting to laugh but unable to. It had been a long time since I had smiled properly at Shen Yuxi.
I remember telling Senior Han Shao before that Shen Yuxi didn't like to laugh, so I should just laugh, and that would make him feel better . But now, he doesn't laugh, and I can't laugh either.
"Are you planning to..." He paused, perhaps not having organized his words well, and then changed the subject, "I heard that you are planning to take the postgraduate entrance examination in foreign languages?" he asked.
I was silent for a moment, nodded, and hugged my notebook tightly: "Well, I plan to learn a foreign language later, so that it will be easier to find a job."
"You study journalism, so it's easy to find a job. If you go back to the newspaper, there will always be a place for you."
I glanced at him.
"forget it."
No one knows how painful it is for me to say "forget it". Journalism used to be my biggest dream, but now it is my biggest nightmare.
