When she was twenty years old, Wang Chunmei said to Lu Chenfeng at the train station: "Be realistic."
At that time, her father was seriously ill and the factory was closed down. A ticket to the south was her only way out. And he was a talented student in the Department of Architecture. He chased the train for three hundred meters, and in the end he only handed over a copy of "The Catcher in the Rye" and a volume of hand-drawn design drawings.
Twelve years later, she became the female boss of the fresh food supply chain, and he was the industry's top structural engineer. Reunited at a class reunion, the two toasted across the crowd and politely called "Mr. Wang" and "Lu Gong".
I thought it was two parallel lines, but I didn't expect that there was a problem with her newly built cold storage and she had to ask him for a safety assessment. On the construction site, he squatted on the ground wearing a safety helmet to look at the cracks, while she checked the progress with a folder. No one mentioned what happened back then.
Until one day, she drank too much and asked him: "Why didn't you come to my dad's funeral?"
He was silent for a long time and said: "I went. I stood across the road, watching you cry, watching you holding the coffin out. I only had the ticket back in my pocket, and I felt that I was not worthy of walking over."
At that moment, she suddenly understood that missing something was not a lack of love, but a love that was too weak.
This is a story about escape and return. It took two ordinary people twelve years to finally grow up enough to stand side by side.
