Chengdu Airport, flying to Melbourne at 10:30.
Lou Shiru stood in the security check line holding her boarding pass and looked back three times. The third time, she put her phone in her pocket and didn't look back.
She didn't know that Yan Yu ran out of the set that day with only half of her makeup on, her jacket on inside out, and she ran through three red lights along the way. When he rushed into the airport, her plane was taxiing on the runway.
He stood across the floor-to-ceiling windows and sent "bon voyage."
She was already above the clouds when she received it, and she replied with the word "good" and a red exclamation mark.
She was eighteen years old and he was twenty-six years old.
Seven years later, she was twenty-five and he was thirty-three.
The distance between Melbourne and Chengdu is 8,427 kilometers. Between them, there is a plane that was missed and a word that was never sent out.
In the past seven years, she had waited for many flights, and every time she was thinking -
Is he also waiting for my class?
——"Which shift have you waited for", about a farewell seven years late.
