Since Jiang Rou moved into Ye Chen's house, the two have lived a "cohabitation life". During the day, Ye Chen sent Jiang Rou to the hospital for intravenous drips, and picked up and dropped off at regular intervals. Usually, Jiang Rou basically doesn't go out and self-isolates at home. Even the suspension procedures were handled by Ye Chen for her.

In the morning, Jiang Rou was cooking in the kitchen, and Ye Chen on the other end walked out of the bedroom sleepily.

Jiang Rou brought him a cup of coffee, "Morning, how was your sleep last night?"

"I slept a little late, but the quality of sleep was good. Ye Chen took a few sips of coffee

During the Spring Festival holiday, the two stayed at home for several days. Every day is to go to the hospital together, cook, work, watch TV and chat......

Ye Chen took a few sips of coffee and stretched his waist, "I'll go wash up first, and I'll help you cook later." ”

Jiang Rou smiled, "Okay"

Jiang Rou was frying eggs in the kitchen, and suddenly her mobile phone rang, Jiang Rou wiped her hands and took out her mobile phone from her pocket.

Hey, an unfamiliar number, or an overseas long distance?

Jiang Rou hesitated,

"Hello?"

A soft female voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hey, Arou, I'm Mingjun." ”

Ah, it's Zhang Mingjun. Since she went abroad, there has been less and less contact between the two, how could she call herself today?

Jiang Rou was a little happy, she quickly turned off the fire and put down the matter in her hand.

"Mingjun, how are you, how are you doing?"

Hearing the voice of his good friend, Zhang Mingjun felt countless nostalgia in his heart, "It's still like that, I just miss you too much." ”

Jiang Rou smiled, "Miss us, then you come back." ”

"I don't know, maybe I'm going to come back. I'm not used to this. ”

Her family also lives in a big house in China and has a luxury car, and it is the same when she goes to country A, but her sense of social identity is different. I had been looking forward to immigration and naturalization for a long time, but when it really came to that moment, their family was a little hesitant.

Jiang Rou smiled, "I can't persuade you indiscriminately, but I definitely want you to come back in my heart." ”

She remembered the news of Yan Lilei in the circle of friends, and she asked tentatively, "Mingjun, are you okay abroad?"

"yes"

"Yan Lilei is also a person. ”

Zhang Mingjun was silent and did not speak, and after a while she spoke: "Arou, do you know, I hesitated in the last step of getting the nationality of country A. I can't really pronounce those oaths, and I don't know what the beauty is here. Everyone is tightly hugged, even if it is Chinese, the internal thinking is too different. It may be free and equal here, but it is limited for visitors from a foreign land.

Why should I stay away from your friends, away from the places I know, away from my lover? I still have to spend a lot of money to build this place and provide for the people here, and I still don't feel a sense of integration, and the respect for us here is limited. ”

Zhang Mingjun's emotions gradually got a little out of control, she remembered her former lover, at that time she couldn't understand and didn't support Yan Lilei, and she made a move to emigrate in a fit of anger.

"I miss you so much. I really miss Yan Lilei too. ”

Jiang Rou listened to Zhang Mingjun's words quietly, she didn't expect Mingjun to have such a tortuous mental journey, and after she finished venting, Jiang Rou said softly, "It's not too late, you may be able to start again." ”

"Maybe"

……

The two chatted for a while, and when Jiang Rou hung up the phone and came out of the balcony, Ye Chen had already set the table.

There were fried eggs, toasted slices, and fruits, Ye Chen leaned on the chair and looked at his phone.

Jiang Rou smiled and pulled out a chair and sat down, "High school classmates called, I haven't been in touch for a long time, and I talked a lot." ”

Ye Chen put away his mobile phone, against the light, Jiang Rou looked soft and pure, similar to the girl in his impression before, but there were some differences. She's more mature now.

Has it been so long?Ye Chen had some emotion. In a blink of an eye, he was almost 30, if it weren't for those misunderstandings, he and Jiang Rou might have been married for a long time now, or the children's room would have been used. The torture the two suffered in the past is meaningless, and it does not deepen the relationship, but only alienates them.

If they had been living sweetly at that time, their relationship must have been much deeper than it is now.

Still, it doesn't matter. They still have a long future ahead of them.

"Come and eat. ”

……

Jiang Rou didn't expect that she would live in Ye Chen's house for a few months, and her tuberculosis would be cured in 3 months with intravenous drips and medicine.

Ye Chen commuted to and from work on time, while Jiang Rou stayed at home every day after going to the hospital. Fortunately, there is telecommuting software, and fortunately she doesn't have to do experiments, otherwise she would have been useless this semester.

In the past few months, some big and small things have happened, Zhou Qing participated in the international doctor program, followed her teacher to support African countries, and Jiang Rou was still worried about her after work. She heard from Meng Ke's gossip that Wen Xiahan, who used to put nails in her shoes in middle school, was later admitted to the civil service, and recently became a "fly" beaten by flies and tigers, and became a joke that everyone despised.

When Jiang Rou heard Wen Xiahan's news, the thought of this was really the case flashed in her heart.

It's really the same rice to raise all kinds of people.

In Jiang Rou's opinion, it seemed that the most terrible time was about to pass. But for Zhang Mingjun, Culture Shock has never been able to solve it, and distance and time can't dilute her thoughts about that person.

In recent days, Zhang Mingjun has heard a lot of criminal cases against Chinese people, some people throwing sulfuric acid on Chinese women at night, and others being beaten on the road because of their black-eyed and black-haired East Asian faces.

Some of the Chinese in the community have guns. Zhang Mingjun is a little unreceptive to the culture and environment here.

She clicked on the phone that she hadn't opened for a long time, and stared at Yan Lilei's avatar for a long time. His avatar has never changed, and his circle of friends is still the same. I don't know if he still needs this number.

She couldn't help but send him a few messages over

Ming Ruyue: Are you there?

Ming Ruyue: I regret it.

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