With Zhou Jiyou's current condition, he needs someone to take care of him.

Mu He has a single-family villa on the Upper East Side of Manhattan, and he offered to send her to recuperate, but Zhou Jiyou politely refused, saying something similar to Zhou Qiyang before leaving.

"You don't have to feel sorry for me, it's okay with you."

Both his expression and tone were lifeless, Mu He thought about it carefully, did not force it, and said goodbye and left.

The next day, he didn't come, and the person who came was the landlord.

The landlord knocked on the door outside the bedroom, speaking in English, in a woman's voice.

On the first day she came to New York, she didn't call her to prevent disturbing her landlord's rest. I found it alone, and it happened that one of my roommates was at home, and the roommate knew in advance that there would be a new person to move in, handed over the key to her, and informed her of some precautions that need to be followed and the surrounding living facilities.

Mu He helped her pay half a year's rent in advance, and when she came to New York, she only returned the money to him, and she never met the landlord once.

The sudden appearance of the landlord made Zhou Jiyou a little dazed.

She's been in this state of confusion lately, her brain is surprisingly slow to react, especially in this ABC country, her ears are full of unfamiliar native languages, and her comprehension has plummeted.

The landlord knocked on the door for a long time, but she didn't move, staring at the scar left by the knife on her wrist, not knowing what to think.

Until, converting English to Chinese, she heard the person outside the door anxiously tapping on the door panel and calling her name: "Jiyou, what are you doing inside?" Don't do stupid things! ”

As if she had heard this voice somewhere, Zhou Jiyou thought too slowly, and when she was still confused, she took out the spare key outside and suddenly opened the door.

She looked back slowly, and saw a panicked face.

With a flicker of her eyelashes, she swallowed the face into the memory bank of her mind, a little stuck, and after a long time, she whispered, "You are the landlady......"

Sophie was carrying a thermos bucket and gradually relieved herself when she saw that she was safe and sound.

She stepped forward, "I'm afraid you don't want to see me, so you knocked on the door as a landlord." ”

Put the insulated bucket on the table, open it layer by layer, there is porridge, there are side dishes.

"I haven't eaten breakfast yet, come on, eat while it's hot."

"So you're indeed my landlord?" Zhou Jiyou looked at her with godless eyes.

Sophie looked distressed, didn't admit it, didn't deny it, put a bowl of porridge in her hand, the bowl was hot, accompanied by a faint fragrance.

"I'll take care of you in the future, okay?" She stood by and gazed at her gently and kindly.

Zhou Jiyou sat on the chair with his knees crossed, staring at the plate of side dishes, not the mustard sold in the Chinese supermarket, but the pickled white radish at home, which was fresh and tender in color, thinly cut, and crispy at first glance.

She had seen this turnip, and she had also seen the thermos bucket.

Instead of answering, she asked, "You also made the previous meal, right?" ”

Sophie was silent.

She understood, reached out and took the spoon with her left hand, stirring it in the hot porridge, "Thank you." She said.

Sophie was stunned, she wanted to stroke her hair, and she swallowed the thought, she said loudly: "What do you like to eat and tell me, I studied cooking in China for a year, and I am good at home-cooked food." ”

Zhou Jiyou didn't say anything.

She also eats slowly, and no one knows what she's thinking.

Every day after that, Sophie would basically come on time, and if there was a class, it would be a little late.

Zhou Jiyou still doesn't talk much, and the most he says is "thank you".

She thanked her for every meal, and then one day, Sophie couldn't help but say: "We are relatives, you don't have to be polite to me." ”

There are differences in culture and language from country to country.

In the United States, even thanking each other is a mundane affair. According to Sophie's understanding, in China, there is no need to deliberately thank relatives.

Because I love you, I'm willing to give it to you.

When Zhou Jiyou raised her eyes to look at her when she heard the voice, she expressed her emotions frankly and directly: "I love you Jiyou, you are my only relative in this world." ”

Every word, accompanied by her slightly different accent from the Chinese, sounds particularly heartfelt and cherished.

Zhou Jiyou didn't react, she looked a little sluggish.

Sophie had grown accustomed to her sluggishness and waited patiently.

After a while, Zhou Jiyou opened his eyes and said in a low voice: "I'm easy to be soft-hearted, you did it." ”

***

Five years later.

At the Superbaby headquarters in New York, a woman in a blue-black sports overall, with a work tag on her chest, nodded to a black colleague passing in front of her, she took a light breath and pushed open the glass door in front of her.

In the office, the middle-aged lady raised her eyes when she heard the voice: "Rita, you came just in time, I was about to look for you." ”

"The transfer application has been cleared?"

The other party sat up straight and shook his head helplessly: "You don't miss here at all, don't you miss us?" ”

She tilted her head and chuckled, warm and bright: "Alice, I will miss you, I will miss everyone." ”

The moment she received the transfer letter, her expression suddenly became a little apprehensive.

With a push of the fingertips, the page is pinched out of the folds.

She looked at the wrinkle and woke up like a dream, and a sense of comfort arose that she had finally stepped on the ground.

Walking out of the office, I received an email on my phone.

Stopping, she clicked on it.

A family portrait of a family of three unfolds inch by inch as the picture loads.

The woman in the photo is smiling sweetly, holding her cute little daughter in her arms, leaning on the arms of a handsome man.

Below the picture, attach the man's information.

Xiao Jinyang, 29 years old, was born in a family of lawyers, studied law at the University of Nottingham in the United Kingdom, and after returning to China, he joined the law firm founded by his father, and became well-known in the industry.

"Xiao Jinyang......" She read these three words softly, her fingertips slid up, she looked at the woman in the photo again, and pulled the corners of her mouth, "Bless you." ”

A month later, after completing the handover work at hand, she couldn't resist the call of her colleagues, and she saw herself off at home.

I drank too much without paying attention, and in the haze, it seemed that my grandmother was smiling and thanking and sending a group of people out of the door.

The light and shadow in front of her floated, and a figure leaned down, and a kind voice called to her: "Rita, grandma helps you back to your room to sleep." ”

Her body was supported, and she writhed in resistance, smiling and shaking her head.

A thin white light shone above her head, and she squinted, watching, the corners of her eyes wet.

"I'm going back to my grandmother...... I'm going back......"

Her voice was floating, like a cloud floating in the air, which made people's hearts feel soft.

Sophie withdrew her hand, sat down, nodded with her, and said, "Yes, my good granddaughter is going back." ”

"Five years, two months and eight days, will he think that I don't want him anymore......"

Tears snaked down her cheeks, reflecting light, like a silver edge.

Sophie hesitated uneasily: "Is he really waiting for you?" Silly boy, if you go back this time, in case you are disappointed......"

No voice answered.

Her eyes were closed, and her intoxicated spirit was in a state of isolation from the outside world.

Sophie sighed, got up, helped her to lie down, washed a towel and came back to wipe her face, and went back to the room to get a blanket over her.

"In case of disappointment, I'll pick you up."

***

In September 2015, Zhou Jiyou returned to Beijing.

Zhou Qiyang drove over to pick her up, in the past few years, he and Jing Qiao have gone to New York to see her every year, and the two fell in love quietly after she went abroad, and only told her the news when they were about to get married.

Three years ago, they held a wedding in Bali, and the only bridesmaids and best men were her and Mu He.

Jing Qiao wanted to throw the bouquet to her, but was captured by her cousin Zhang Qi in one fell swoop.

That day, Zhang Qi, who got the bouquet, turned around and asked her a word.

She said: You and Anchor Shen have already broken up, right? I want to chase him.

With a "buzz" in his brain, Zhou Jiyou's thoughts were forced back by memories. She sat in the passenger seat, gently rubbed her right wrist, and asked Zhou Qiyang: "When do you plan to have a child?" ”

Zhou Qiyang smiled and glanced at her: "What, are you worried about us?" ”

She explained the situation: "Qiaoqiao complained to me twice in three days, saying that both mothers were waiting to hold their grandchildren. ”

Zhou Qiyang was noncommittal: "She doesn't want to give birth for the time being, who can force her." ”

"What about you? You don't want it yet? ”

"Go with the flow." Zhou Qiyang could see it, "What I have is patience to wait for her." ”

Zhou Jiyou turned his eyes to look at him, hummed and smiled, revealing a different kind of affection.

Zhou Qiyang: "What are you laughing at?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just emotion."

"What do you feel?"

She was very honest: "I never thought you two could really come together. ”

Zhou Qiyang held the steering wheel steadily, and also revealed bluntly: "To be honest, I never thought that the two of us couldn't come together. ”

Zhou Jiyou was in a trance for a while, and she said in her heart: I haven't thought about it either.

I didn't think I couldn't get together with him, I didn't think I would be completely separated from him.

Zhang Qi said: You and Anchor Shen have already broken up, right? I want to chase him.

She replied indifferently: You go and ask him if he lets you chase you.

Later, Jing Qiao told her hesitantly, Zhang Qi was chasing him, and he was hot upside down, and it was useless for anyone in the family to persuade her, and he didn't want to see her when he introduced her to a suitable blind date, so he was all focused on him.

Jing Qiao asked her: What the hell is going on with you? It's been three years, no points? If it's really divided, I won't help you stop her.

She pursed her lips and looked at her through the screen: how did he react?

Jing Qiao said: Who?

It's been a long time since I called out that name: Shen Feibai.

Jing Qiao's eyes were complicated: Congee, although you always don't tell me anything, I know that he is very important to you, right?

Her pupils shrank, and there was nothing to hide: yes, irreplaceable.

Jing Qiao clasped her hands and nodded: I understand, don't worry, I will continue to incite my family to persuade her. But porridge, he is still single, it doesn't mean that he has always been, one less Kiki, there will be other "Kiki". It's not that I'm talking about you, you study abroad and study abroad, and you don't come back once, you have been separated for a long time, and sooner or later there will be problems.

She was silent.

Actually, there is a sentence she has always hidden in her heart, she did not sue Shen Feibai, if ...... If he still can't get rid of the shackles after five years, she will admit it, he will wait for her for five years, and she will return him for life.

Three days later, Zhou Jiyou took office as a new official.

An English instructor and a Chinese instructor within the center left one after another, recruiting new people needed at least three months of training before they could take up their posts, and the deputy director of the deputy center responsible for managing the academic affairs team adjusted the class assignment, due to the scarcity of English instructors, Zhou Jiyou took over one of the classes and stabilized the situation.

She waited quietly for an opportunity, but she had no idea when it would come, or how it would be manipulated.

She needs to know his attitude, she kept the promise and came back, so what about him?

Has time ever changed him?

One evening, after buying coffee at Starbucks downstairs, Zhou Jiyou was about to go back to the atrium to take the elevator, just passing a skin care brand store on the first floor, and saw a father and daughter waiting outside the elevator door with laughter and laughter.

Suddenly, a plan came.

She turned to look for the center staff who were pushing in the atrium, and took a stack of leaflets and three pamphlets from them.

She wandered the halls, her eyes glued to the elevators and escalators.

After a brief conversation with a pair of grandparents, the grandfather couldn't make up his mind and was unwilling to fill in the information, and she didn't regret it at all.

She and the little boy soon became friends, and the old man saw that she was very good at coaxing children, a little curious, and a little excited, and told her to go to a brochure and say that he would take it back to the child's parents to see.

The number of brochures is limited, and they are only to be read but not sent, Zhou Jiyou waved his hand to say goodbye to the little boy, looked down at the only two brochures left in his hand, and smiled softly.

With a casual glance, the father and daughter went downstairs.

She quickly took aim for her bearings, waiting to intercept where she had to pass below the escalator.

"Hello, is this your daughter? It's so cute. ”