Chapter 117 Who is there!
Wearing high heels for the date, Li Shuhe, who deliberately did not drive, seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, nodding like a rattle.
Dean Li's frown when he saw Lin Mochen's car, and his jaw dropped when he saw her, gave Xu Jiayu a sense of accomplishment.
"When did you become so close to Mrs. Lin Mochen?"
Before leaving, she vaguely heard Dean Li ask.
If we talk about the advantages of a small city, it's probably that we don't have to waste much time on the road. Even if there is a traffic jam, it won't be like in S City. It's exactly seven o'clock when we get back to Evergreen City.
Tomorrow is the anniversary of Ms. Meng's death. She has already made plans to take Lin Mochen with her, but seeing that Lin Mochen is too busy at work, she has not spoken.
After checking that Mr. Lin was safe, Xu Jiayu sat in the car and ordered some flowers and rice cakes. Ms. Meng must have been very angry after not seeing her for so many years.
The so-called nostalgia is probably from the moment I saw the rice cake, countless memories flooded in like a tide.
Ms. Meng loves rice cakes the most, and she always makes some during the New Year and festivals. They are lightly sweet, soft and glutinous, and you can feel happiness spreading in your heart after taking one bite.
However, Ms. Meng doesn't like boiled rice cakes, but as long as Xu Boyuan is at home, she will take the trouble to cut the rice cakes into small pieces and weld them piece by piece.
"Pour a little oil into the wok, pour a little water, and put a little sugar before serving it out. (Pour a little oil into the pot, pour a little water, and put a little sugar before taking it out.) After welding like this, the surface will be a little crispy and a little waxy. , when I worked in the west, the food culture there was Hua is completely different from us. In fact, we are used to eating naan cakes and all kinds of noodles. As long as I cook it, it is still hometown food. Only this rice cake, you don’t know, is the first to eat welded cake. My mouth is filled with tears.”
Xu Boyuan wore an apron and was busy in the kitchen. Ms. Meng ate the cake and listened to him quietly. The affection in her eyes seemed to be sweeter than the sugar in the cake.
Such a scene seems to be right in front of us.
When she was ten years younger than she is now, she wanted to pursue her dream in a bustling city, but things changed in a blink of an eye, and even Ms. Meng's favorite rice cake had new variations.
Looking at the rice cake covered with red dates in her hand, she took out a piece and took a small bite. The sweetness of the red dates and the aroma of the glutinous rice blended together in her mouth. It was soft and chewy, and there were even pine nuts inside.
I hope Ms. Meng will like the new flavor.
She took a deep breath, put away the rice cakes, and with a "pop" sound, her cell phone playfully fell under the car seat.
"Oh! You kid, school is about to start tomorrow and you told me today that your schoolbag is broken. What are you doing during the long summer vacation? It's so late now, and the Trade City is closed."
"Mom, just go to the nearby stationery store after closing time and buy whatever you want!"
"How expensive are stationery stores? Let's go! Hurry up, go to New South Market."
It's He Guifang and Xu Chen.
The New South Market is a comprehensive wholesale market for small commodities. The prices are cheaper than the retail prices in the market. It is about half an hour away from Evergreen City. Xu Jiayu glanced at his phone subconsciously, and a bold idea suddenly came to his mind.
Ever since He Guifang accused her of stealing and threw away her house keys in anger last time, she hasn't been back to the sixth floor for a long time.
The noisy heart is like a nest of insects that is constantly turbulent.
The opportunity is too good to miss and will never come again.
She must seize the moment.
The gorgeous crystal chandelier was covered with a thick layer of dust, and the light refracted through the crystal, casting colorful but dark light and shadow in the living room.
In the corner, on the thick dust of the piano, various leftover snack packaging bags were piled randomly.
Xu Jiayu took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and resisted the urge to throw away the garbage. She glanced back and forth in the messy living room. The moment she saw He Guifang's bedroom door open, she was so excited that she wanted to cry.
Express boxes of various sizes were piled up in the bedroom. The double bed was still the same one that Ms. Meng had slept on, but the quilt stacked on it was higher than hers, blocking the already dim light. Xu Jiayu was talking on his mobile phone. Searching around in the bedroom, the room was dark and unclear.
The former happy haven for lovers has become like this, and even the smiling faces on the wall that are almost invisible are gloomy.
Suddenly there was a sound under her feet, and something flashed past her.
"Zila——"
Her heart almost jumped out of her mouth.
But Xu Jiayu didn't have time to think too much. In order to get back Ms. Meng's relics, she had to speed up.
Wardrobe, no. Drawers, no.
Nightstand, no.
She was breathing rapidly, and her eyes scanned every corner of the bedroom over and over again. The air in the bedroom seemed to be stuck. When she stopped moving, the only sound left in the already silent space was her heavy breathing.
Cold sweat kept falling from her forehead. She looked at the time and saw forty minutes left.
Knowing that he had no chance of failure, Xu Jiayu took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
Relics are something that He Guifang is taboo about. Things that are not commonly used will definitely become the bottom of the box.
Xu Jiayu suddenly turned his head and his eyes fell on the old desk under the window sill, and there were several huge cardboard boxes piled up under the desk.
She no longer hesitated and rushed over to open the cardboard box.
It was a box of cassettes.
F4, Tao Zhe, Jay Chou, SHE, Elva Hsiao, Wilber Pan...
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Familiar names and touching melodies carry the laughter and tears of her growth.
Xu Jiayu forced himself to come out of his memories, and simply sat on the ground with his mobile phone in his mouth, while his hands kept rummaging through the box of cassettes.
The moment the silver-white object appeared in front of her eyes, it seemed that her eyes could no longer hold back the tears.
It was a SONY ultra-thin WALKMAN that Ms. Meng bought when she took her to travel to City X twenty years ago, and spent countless days and nights with her.
At the beginning of the millennium, most Walkmans were still thick and bulky. With such an ultra-thin Walkman, Xu Jiayu was the envy of his classmates.
During class, I would put the earphone cables out of my sleeves, put a handwritten lyric book covered with celebrity stickers under the book, and then cover my ears with my hands and pretend to listen to the class attentively, so that I could listen to the music openly.
At that time, in order to help her cover up, Lin Mochen would even lend her his large school uniform to help her show off.
There was a soft "click" sound, and the Walkman was turned on, and the face of the woman who had been locked in time for who knows how long was revealed again.
With a youthful face and ignorant eyes, Priscilla Chan looked back into the distance while carrying a yellow backpack.
That is Ms. Meng's favorite song - "Falling Snow".
It was also the first Cantonese song she had ever heard.
For a moment, the time when Ms. Meng hugged her and lay on the bed, singing softly, flashed before her eyes.
"Seeing snow drifting by again... floating in sad memories..."
Ms. Meng’s name is Meng Qiuxue.
Ms. Meng said that she didn’t like her name, Qiuxue. How could there be any snow in autumn, even if it was called Dongxue?
Ms. Meng also said that only Dou E, who was wronged, would make the snow fall in June...
Xu Jiayu stroked the cassette with his fingers, and suddenly felt that Ms. Meng's bright and pretty face was also blocked in time like this cassette...
"Squeak——"
The sound of the door shaft turning suddenly sounded, and goosebumps trembled for an instant. At this moment, it was as if a tense atmosphere was squeezed into the air.
"Who's in the bedroom!"
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