When China's annual Spring Festival came again, Mr. Jiang also rushed back to Rome from China as scheduled.

Mr. Jiang is a middle-aged man who is nearly forty years old at this time, his eyes are more sharp and weathered, and a few gray hairs have faintly appeared on his head, but at this time, Mr. Jiang is more of the charm of a mature man.

Five years have passed, I have long been integrated into this family, all my joys and angers also affect every member of this family, and the only thing that has not changed is that in the past five years, I have not been able to completely come out of the shadow of the pain and self-blame of the loss of my loved ones, whether I am under the pure teaching of the music master Wei Yecheng, or under the guidance of my own exhaustion of all means, I am still the painful and lonely storage condensation of five years ago, the only thing that has changed slightly is that my face is more laughing and indifferent than before.

As in previous years, he also brought a lot of gifts, including his daughter Xiao Muxue's, Sister Xiaoxuan's, and Azhu's, of course, mine.

Every time we receive a gift, we girls will be very surprised, not because of how valuable Mr. Jiang's gift is, but because Mr. Jiang brought it back from thousands of miles away from China, so it is particularly precious.

With so many coming, my gifts were piled up all over the desk and balcony, including my room in the Jiang family and the small snail in the apartment.

Mr. Jiang rarely sent me food, he knew that I usually like to pull some flowers and plants, so most of them will bring back some rare varieties from China to give to me, every time I send them, I can be ready to say the precautions for each seed planting, especially some complex and difficult to plant flowers, he directly attached the cultivation instructions to me.

He said that eating food can only be remembered for a while, but being able to witness the seeds of China taking root in a foreign country is the most meaningful thing, which shows that he put some effort into choosing gifts, so my balcony and room are planted with all kinds of plants, some of which I can't even name.

Every time Mr. Jiang goes back to Rome, he has to check whether I am cultivating with my heart, and when I see a pot of flowers and stems growing luxuriantly on my balcony, I will give pertinent comments one by one, but his memory is very good, I remember that once, there was a pot of kumquat because I did not follow his instructions when I watered, and I was drowned when the leaf stems just grow, so I conspired with Sister Xiaoxuan to find a similar variety in a flower shop in Rome and came back to plant, but the next time Mr. Jiang came back to check the balcony, pointed to my pot of copycat kumquats and said, Could it be that the kumquat has mutated? For this reason, Sister Xiaoxuan and I secretly laughed for a long time.

After dinner, Sister Xiaoxuan left time for Mr. Jiang and me, and Sister Xiaoxuan knew that every time Ms. Jiang returned to Rome from China, she would bring me some news about my parents and the Lin family, and these news would make me relieved and satisfied for a long time.

On the banks of the Tiber River, under the golden sunset, the shadows of Mr. Jiang and me were stretched for a long time.

"Teacher, you'll stay a little longer when you come back this time, right?"

"Hmmm! The annual leave plus the Spring Festival is almost a month away. ”

"That's great, Mu Xue must be the happiest."

"By the way, Wei Lao has revealed to me that there is an organizer who is going to hold a solo concert with the opera house for you, and asked me to come back early to participate in the preparations! Chu Ning, why didn't you listen to you and Xiaoxuan? ”

"I didn't let Sister Xiaoxuan talk about it, mainly because I was afraid that it would affect your course, but in fact, Sister Xiaoxuan has already helped me prepare almost."

"That's great, when I came back, I saw that there were posters in many places, and the publicity planning was good."

"These are all planned for me by the opera house and the organizers, how can I understand this!" I laughed a little embarrassedly.

"Chu Ning, have you ever thought about returning to China for development after the expiration of this contract?" After a while, Mr. Jiang paused and spoke again.

"Returning home?" I was a little surprised that Mr. Jiang would suddenly ask about this.

"Yes, China has developed rapidly in recent years, and people have higher requirements for spiritual life, and I think only in China will your talent be more developed."

"No, teacher, I haven't thought about it yet." I shook my head.

"The teacher knows that suddenly letting you go back might scare you. But you can't run away like this for fear of not getting their understanding. ”

"Teacher, in fact, in the past few years, I have been very content to hear from you about them."

"Oh well! The teacher didn't force you either, I forgot to tell you that the Fang family has undergone great changes recently, first of all, Fang Weizhen took over 'Shen Yuan' from Dean Shen, and she is now the dean of 'Shen Yuan'. ”

"Really? Virgin was as capable as her mother. ”

"Her brother Fang Weinan is also about to hold a wedding at the end of this month, I heard that the bride-to-be grew up with him, and since I have some friendship with Dean Shen in the past few years, I was lucky to be invited to their wedding."

"Oh! It must be Sister Zhiqi, they are finally getting married, and I am really happy for them. "I bless them from the bottom of my heart, although Fang Weinan once inadvertently revealed in front of me that he didn't like Li Zhiqi, but after the ups and downs of the past few years, he must have accumulated a lot of feelings.

"Chu Ning, between you and Ah Xuan—" Teacher Jiang wanted to speak and stopped, although Teacher Jiang gave me a name, he still used to call me Chu Ning.

In the past five years, Lan Chi Hyun and Mr. Jiang have become very familiar with each other, and every time Mr. Jiang returns to Rome from China, he will cook for himself and then call me and Lan Chi Hyun.

"I'm very good with him!"

I pretended not to understand Mr. Jiang's words, in front of Mr. Jiang, I respect him very much for everything, but every time he mentions Lan Chi Xuan in front of me, I will play Tai Chi with him.

I know he must be disappointed, after all, Lan Chi Hyun is an extremely good person in every aspect, not to mention his family, that is, his popularity in Italy in the past five years, even I, who have never heard anything outside the window, want to use thunder to describe his fame. In the Chinese proverb, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as 'diamond-level Wang Lao Wu'!

What's more, this 'Diamond King Lao Wu' is very low-key, often running downstairs to my apartment in the middle of the night to pretend to be pitiful, when he is in a good mood, I will take him in, occasionally have a meal or something, when I am in a bad mood, I directly ignore it, let him stand downstairs for a night, just like when I was in Wuyang, the Zhang Shaoyang who often waited for me downstairs in the dormitory.