Looking at the gloomy sky, he felt more and more breathless, bit his lip, turned off the computer, and Xiang Chunzao, who was in an irritable mood, did not want to continue to be bored in the office.

Where to go? Where am I going? Where am I going? tangled, walking, aimless.

Maybe it's a weekday, and it's wet and cool after the rain, and there aren't many pedestrians on the street, which adds a bit of emptiness and relaxation. In such an atmosphere, although the feet have to avoid the water from time to time, Xiang Chun's early state of mind is finally clearer.

Crossing a long street, turning a sharp bend, looking up, hey, isn't this the school my niece attended?

Oh, forgot, it's also where Huang Na used to work.

How long has it been since I saw it? How did I come here? Confused in my heart, I looked into the distance again in the early spring, well, it didn't seem that much had changed, but the doorman's hut had expanded, and there were two plane trees that had grown taller and thicker.

"Mom, it's so nice here, I want to go to school earlier!" came the boy's shout in the distance, mixed with the different pronunciations of the north and south, sounding a little strange.

Hey, is this a child who is going to transfer to another school? Is this a child who is going to become Lei Lei's elementary school brother? Following the voice, Xiang Chunzao looked at the plane tree on the left and a boy about ten years old flashed out.

Tilting his head, he saw again in the spring morning, and the boy opened his arms and paddled towards a woman standing under the plane tree on his right.

So beautiful and tall back! tightly holding a high bun, dressed in a denim outfit, there is a kind of capable and comfortable taste.

"Mom, these two trees are so tall and thick!" paddled to the woman's side, and the boy tilted his head, "How many days do I have to go to school?"

"Soon, the formalities will come down soon. The woman's voice came faintly, perhaps a little farther away, and some could not be heard clearly.

Is... But I could still hear that she was using a local accent, but it was a little impure.

It's not pure? A combination of northern and southern accents, a little boy about ten years old, a woman with a local accent?

Wouldn't it? My eyes, my hunch, I don't want to, is this the rhythm of becoming an immortal? My head "buzzed", and Xiang Chun's scalp was numb and his legs were weak!

No, no, steady, steady!

clenched his fists and shook it, looking left and right, in the bookstore near the tree, the chubby shopkeeper was opening the window to breathe, walking more than ten steps, stepping straight into the door, and picking up a book in the morning.

"Sister, what book do you want to read?, do you need my help?" Usually no one is patronized at this time, and unexpected business comes to the door, which makes the smiling shopkeeper show a small tiger tooth.

"Oh, do you have a book on home recipes?" stunned for a moment, and swept back to the plane tree in the early spring.

"Yes. After walking a few steps, standing on tiptoe, stretching out her arms, she found three or four books of different lengths, and the shopkeeper clapped her hands, "The eldest sister looks like a good wife and mother." ＂

Heart and eyes glanced out of the door, Xiang Chunzao replied, "You are really good at talking", took the book, flipped it up, and kept "Well, it's really applicable".

"Isn't it? I chose these books with special care, full of pictures and texts, and the content is absolutely good, so the eldest sister can choose it as she likes. "Yes, yes, it doesn't look like I'm here to kill time, the shopkeeper of Mei Zizi said and glanced out the door, "The eldest sister knows the two girls?"

"I don't know, I just think that little boy is cute, so I look at it twice. Stopping to flip through the book, he pushed his glasses and frowned at Chunzao, "Listening to his accent, it doesn't look like it's from us." ＂

"Yes, two days ago, the little boy ran in to buy books, I asked him, and he said that he was from H City and was transferring to another school. As he spoke, the shopkeeper suddenly lowered his voice, "But somehow, his mother didn't seem to want to say more, so she dragged him away without waiting for the little boy to finish." ＂

H City: Oh my God, isn't Miao Miao's school in H City? How can the coincidence in the world be so coincidental?

A wild horse roared in his heart, and he turned his head to the early spring, and the woman under the plane tree had already turned around, answering the phone while looking at the texture on the trunk.

Although the years are ruthless and the face is getting older, it can't change the arrogance in the bones, who will the woman under the tree be if she is not Shen Qiu?

retracted his gaze, bowed his head to Chunzao in horror and flipped through the book, trying his best to hide his panic.

Fortunately... Fortunately, the shopkeeper was tidying up the bookshelves with his back to him, and he didn't notice that Xiang Chunzao lost his square inch at the moment, and he was still enthusiastic about himself: "Listening to that woman's words, it's a bit of a skimming, it's probably about the same as us, it should be our local area." ＂

She was originally born and raised here, and although she has been wandering outside for many years, it is difficult to change the local accent.

So, has her heart of liking a person changed? Is it like a country accent that can't quit?

"I also heard her answer a phone call, like a teacher or something, and it felt like an appointment for dinner. "Accept fifty yuan, and the shopkeeper does not ask for change while beckoning.

Glancing at the mother and son who had already walked into the campus, he turned his head and squinted at the shopkeeper, and endured the surprise in his heart: "Appointment? Maybe I haven't seen the teacher for many years, right?"

"yes, that's what the tone is, by the way, I think it was about this weekend. Seeing Xiang Chunzao collect change and books and go out, the shopkeeper hurriedly said, "Eldest sister walks slowly, come often when you have time." ＂

"Okay, goodbye. "Just nag at your god, I will come again, muttered in my heart, smiled slightly, and stepped out of the door to the spring morning.

Looking at it again, on the campus, the distant backs of Shen Qiu's mother and son have become two moving objects, and they can't see clearly.

Shenqiu is back! The fallen leaves have returned to their roots!

Even the children have been transferred here to school, does she not want to leave her homeland again! So, does she want to return to Zhang Liyuan's arms, or does she want to win Han Qiushi's love? Or maybe she throws both?

If both are independent, is it necessary for her to return to life in the sight of the two of them? Obviously not, in this case, there is only one conclusion, that is, her return must be inseparable from one of the two of them.

What kind of news is this? good or bad? What kind of change will it bring? Blessing or curse? Walking down the streets that are still wet, after a few long deep breaths, the breath of the early spring still can't be smoothed.

Go back to the unit! The first strike is strong, and we must immediately tell Zhang Liyuan about this matter, and we must not hesitate, we can't!

Regardless of the mud that would be brought to his legs, Xiang Chunzao, who was walking as fast as the wind, hated to give birth to a pair of wings, and immediately flew in front of Zhang Liyuan, immediately planning countermeasures, immediately...