Continuous spring rain covered the sky above Nancheng, falling thinly and very densely, and the air was humid and sticky for a week.
The sprouting buds are delicate and ready to show off their beauty on the branches.
People were moving in the foggy private room.
The man in the corner of the sofa had sharp eyes and was looking at the woman he had never met before on the singing table.
"Do you know him?" Xi Jinzhou had just finished his doctor's shift and came over immediately after receiving Ye Gu's call.
The man next to him touched his chin, smiled vaguely, and shook his head.
After a moment, he put half of the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray. The red bracelet on the cold white wrist with protruding joints was particularly bright. With half a phoenix eye, he said casually: "Tell me, what if that person is up there?" , what will it look like?”
Xi Jinzhou looked at Ye Gu's unsafe eyes, his heart was slightly shaken, but his face was still calm. He looked around and asked, "Who are you talking about?"
The man suddenly laughed loudly in his throat. In less than half a second, he stopped all the distractions around him and looked at Xi Jinzhou squarely.
"She's coming back."
Xi Jinzhou was suddenly speechless and made gestures with his fingers to say something.
"Xi Jinzhou, you shouldn't hide this from me."
Before he could hold him back, the man wrapped himself in the cold wind and disappeared from the lighted door.
Xi Jinzhou looked at the door and let out a long sigh. Someone around him didn't know what was going on and came up to gossip: "What's wrong with Dr. Xi? Did you have a fight with Mr. Ye?"
Xi Jinzhou didn't say anything. He and Ye Gu were close friends, and he understood Ye Gu's character best. When Ye Gu called out his full name just now, he knew that Ye Gu was undoubtedly angry.
People who have been immersed in the mall for many years are best at hiding and pretending to express their emotions. Ye Gu rarely gets angry, especially with only a handful of friends.
Xi Jinzhou really didn't expect that after so many years, Ye Gu still had no restraint when talking about that person.
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At that time, on the other side of the Atlantic, a plane returning to China was crossing over.
Luoyang has very little luggage. For so many years, she has carried a suitcase wherever she goes. At most, she occasionally adds a luggage bag, so she is alone.
The same goes for returning to China this time. It is no different from any other time I leave.
Looking at the red braided hand rope given by her friend, she was wandering in the sky. The smooth plane shook slightly when encountering small airflow. She put away the hand rope and closed her eyes to rest.
After an eleven-hour flight, it was probably already ten o'clock in the morning when we arrived at the destination. It was too long and there was nothing to do for fun. Luo Yang would choose to sleep in most cases like this.
Like now.
Luo Yang doesn't like jet lag, so he will sleep for a long time on the plane.
Probably because she was too tired the night before, in a daze, she quickly fell into a deep dream. She heard many people blaming her, and all kinds of gossip filled her ears and could not be dissipated. All the voices were trampling on her, pushing her into the boundary of worthlessness, and suppressing her so that she could not lift her head.
There was only one person whose appearance could not be seen clearly, but he stretched out his hand, with an undecorated red string on his wrist, and said in a ruthless voice: "Don't lower your head, come here, I will help you."
He didn't speak very well, and his voice was even a little hoarse, but Luo Yang had never heard a voice that moved her heart more than this.
But just when she was about to reach out to hold him, the scene completely disappeared, ashes, a prairie fire of nothingness, and she was the only one.
There were fine beads of sweat on Luo Yang's forehead. She usually woke up with a start. Her expression did not change. She just gasped for air and gradually regained her composure. She looked out the window at the ink-soaked night and recalled her dream——
Nine years ago, she said nothing and came to a foreign country alone with her admission notice, carrying a heavy schoolbag on her weak shoulders.
Father Luo Jiancheng went crazy, and the relationship between father and daughter instantly fell to the freezing point.
I also cut off contact with all my friends, including Ye Gu.
The father was angry, but the stepmother and stepsister got their wish and wished she would never go back.
In the past nine years, she has never been back home, nor has she had a single phone call with anyone. It is like evaporating from the world and disappearing from everyone's life.
Looking back now, those nine years seem like yesterday, like a dream, so absurd and dangerous.
Now that she is about to enter her thirties, Luo Yang even admires her eighteen-year-old self. She dares to go out on her own and make a career alone, unlike at home.
"I have contacted my mother. I miss them."
"Me too. I made a phone call before getting on the plane. My dad, a grown man, cried..."
……
All the chatter of the girls around her fell into Luo Yang's ears. She just turned her head, leaned against the back of her chair, took out a small box from her bag, and put on her headphones.
Everyone will miss her, but no one in the Luo family will. Ever since her mother Yang Yue passed away, there is no one in this world who treats her wholeheartedly.
Luo Yang has long accepted this fact, but when she hears the word home, she always feels a little harsh.
She successfully completed her coursework and graduated with a PhD in Psychology from the University of Cambridge in the UK. Originally, the professor wanted to keep her at the school, but in the end Luo Yang decided to return to China.
This time, she wanted to follow her own heart. The professor liked Luo Yang very much, so even so, he still blessed Luo Yang and even said that he would come to China to see her if he had the chance.
The news of Luo Yang's return to China was not told to a few people. Only his closest friends knew about it. Looking at the time, he was about to land.
Luo Yang put away his headphones, put on his coat, and looked at the blue outside the window.
"Ah He, I'm at the south gate of the airport now. Can you find the direction?"
Luoyang's sense of direction was extremely poor, so Sang Huai was a little worried if he was killed.
Luo Yang pulled the luggage he had just taken out and wandered around, "You mentioned an iconic store, I should be able to find it."
She hadn't seen Sang Huaiyu for a long, long time. Speaking of which, their acquaintance was also very strange.
At that time, she had just arrived in the UK and was not familiar with the place. Apart from studying, she stayed in the dormitory. Later, she went to live in a shared apartment while she was studying for a master's degree and a Ph.D.
I share a house with a cute, gentle and smart little girl, that girl is Sang Huaiyu.
Sang Huai was not a student of any school at that time, but was just staying in England for a short time. Luo Yang and her had similar interests and got along very well, so they naturally became friends.
This time when she returned to China, she was the first to tell Sang Huaiyu that Luo Yang didn't like huge battles, so she didn't publicize it.
Besides, I have no plans to go home for the time being.
Along the road at the airport, she looked for the iconic store that Sang Huaiyu had given her, and finally found an exit, but it was the exit from East Gate 1.
Just when he was about to turn around and walk in the opposite direction, several men in black suits suddenly appeared behind him, with cold expressions on their faces. "Miss, Sir asked us to take you home."
Luo Yang's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately knew that it was Luo Jiancheng who knew the specific information about her return to China, but she had no idea who informed her.
They stayed in a stalemate, the men didn't step forward, and Luo Yang didn't move. He just saw the black nanny car outside the door from a distance, the shiny car body reflecting the dazzling luster in the sun.
There were many people at the airport, so he quickly noticed it. Luo Yang didn't like being watched in public, so he sighed, holding back, and sent a message to Sang Huaiyu before walking over.
"I'll go back with you."
Sitting in the car, Luo Yang felt that his breathing was not smooth, "Open the window."
"Yes."
Then he fell into a state of silence again. Luo Yang faced the wind blowing in from the window, exposing his face to the wind and letting his hair fly in all directions and sweep across his chin.
She liked the wind blowing like this. Whenever this happened, she would concentrate on how to resist the force of the wind and not think about the things that worried her.
It's not too far back from the airport to Luo's house.
——Pingcheng·Yanghuwan
The large characters with gold-plated outlines are deeply engraved on the marble, which is extremely luxurious.
Luo Yang looked at the familiar scene that passed before his eyes, feeling indescribable. He lowered his eyes and looked at the screen of his mobile phone in a daze. At this moment, he desperately hoped that someone could send her a message, or that someone needed to find her out in an emergency, which could be regarded as a rescue. She did.
But no, the phone was quiet from beginning to end, until she walked into the door of the house she didn't want to enter again.
There was still no movement from the phone.
"You don't even know how to go home when you come back. That's what I taught you."
A majestic voice slowly came from the mahogany Eight Immortals chair facing south in the inner hall.
Luo Yang knew that he was talking about her, but it was just that she was unfilial, that she was a white-eyed wolf raised in the family, and that she was an unfilial daughter who was unwilling to come in when she got home.
She had already heard enough of these names and didn't want to refute them.
Luo Ke was also there. Her good sister who was best at pleasing people sat next to Luo Jiancheng and looked very well-behaved.
Zhang Peilan came up to her with a gentle and gentle face and wanted to hold her hand, but Luo Yang dodged her expressionlessly.
The scene was a little awkward for a while, but Zhang Peilan was so graceful and could still smile.
"Luoluo, you didn't tell your family in advance when you came back so that we could pick you up. It was my negligence that we didn't prepare the reception banquet in advance."
Luo Yang sneered, his eyes were indeed gentle and gentle, "No need to, I've come back from eating, and I don't like to give a big banquet, so now I pay attention to frugality."
"I also want to know the news about your return from other people's mouths. I think you have learned so much in vain after being abroad for so many years!"
Luo Jiancheng hated Luo Yang's indifferent appearance and never answered him directly, which always left him no place to put his face.
Luo Yang finally looked at Luo Jiancheng and nodded slightly, "Sorry, I forgot. It wasn't intentional. Please pay attention next time."
"You!"
I don’t know how he developed this ability to be calm and irritating, but now he seems to be even more proficient.
Suddenly feeling a little satisfied, Luo Yang thought, and his mood was not as bad as it was at the beginning.
"Sister, dad is worried about you too, so don't make dad angry."
Luo Ke's sweet smile began to hang on his hypocritical cheeks again, and Luo Yang felt sick to his stomach just looking at it.
"So how do you know."
Except for Luo Yang, who told Sang Huaiyu and a few other close friends, no one else knew.
Before Luo Jiancheng opened his mouth, Luo Jiancheng looked cute and shy, and seemed to have some aftertaste, saying: "I asked about it when brother Ye Gu invited me to dinner today."
Zhang Peilan also gestured to Luo Ke to restrain his joy, which seemed like good things were about to happen.
Luo Ke looked at Luo Yang provocatively, and Luo Yang was so blessed that she saw the black suit beside the sofa and the brooch on the suit, which was in the style of a rose she was familiar with. Such a coquettish style could only belong to Ye Gu.
She remained unmoved, curled up the corner of her mouth, stood up happily, and moved the collar of her khaki windbreaker slightly to the side.
"Oh, it seems that few people invite you to dinner. Eat more. I'm leaving. See you later."
No matter what Luo Jiancheng was yelling at behind her, she just wanted to escape quickly from this place filled with strange aura, and she really didn't want to stay for a second longer.
Dragging a heavy suitcase, wandering on the streets, it is really sad that there is no place for her to live in the huge Pingcheng.
Luo Yang planned to stay at the clinic he had just finished renovating for one night, and then find a place to stay the next day. In any case, he would not go back to Luo's house.
Although Fuping Road and Pingcheng in Nancheng are two cities, they are surprisingly close to each other. They are on the border of Pingcheng and can be reached by taxi in half an hour.
It was just noon, not yet the rush hour, and it was very convenient to take a taxi. After Luo Yang dropped off his luggage at the clinic, he planned to go out and have lunch first.
I originally wanted to meet Sang Huai, but she seemed to have something to do in the afternoon, so I had to find someone else.
Walking down the bar street, there are not many bars open in the morning, but there are also a few light bars open, with soft melodies and rhythms playing on the facades.
Luo Yang lingered for a long time, then opened the door and walked into a bar. She was not very hungry now and just wanted to drink something.
"Ahe?"
"It's really you, Ahe!"
Luo Yang's shoulders were shaken suddenly and violently, and before he could see the face of the girl in front of him clearly, he heard her sobbing in grief and anger.
"Why are you still drinking here! Ye Gu is getting married! I'm so angry!"
(End of chapter)
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