Chapter 100: I've Been Missing It for Many Years

The place she wants to take him to is not particularly far from Yangcheng, the drive is almost more than three hours, the traffic on the highway is not large, the road conditions are relatively smooth, Uncle Xu drives quietly, and occasionally looks at the interaction between the two children from the rearview mirror.

After getting on the highway, he was basically far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, on both sides of the dark gray road, bare branches and low houses were spread out in a row, and the young man sat on the side of the co-pilot in the back seat, looking out of the window quietly and indifferently with a pair of clean eyes.

The Bluetooth in the car is connected to the Bluetooth on Xu Youzhi's mobile phone, and the gray "White" is played.

She has always liked this kind of pure music, simple and clean, the rhythm is gentle and soft, and when she closes her eyes, it seems that no matter how negative her lust is, she can wash it away.

The weather was nice and the wind was gentle.

Each listener is like an island of independence and gentleness.

Xu Youzhi squinted her eyes, and she lay on her knees, lazily, shaking her tail slightly.

It was more than two o'clock in the afternoon when he arrived in Ningcheng, Xu Youyi fell asleep all the way, and when he woke up, he was still lying on He Zhili's lower abdomen.

"What are you doing here?"

The car slowly stopped at the door of the family courtyard of the city police station, Xu Youzhi got out of the car with He Zhili first, he didn't take anything, he only carried a few boxes of bird's nest in his hand, and the rest was sent to the reserved hotel by Uncle Xu.

The leaves of the ginkgo tree spread all over the ground, and the sunlight was soft, falling lightly through the cascading branches and leaves, gently closing the edges of each ginkgo leaf.

The young man was holding the cat that was still resting, his slender and straight body was thin, facing the light, and the snow-white and soft white sweater lined the facial features of the person a lot more well-behaved.

Xu Youzhi was wearing a small long skirt in black and white tones, and the tenderness of autumn fell on the girl's layered skirt.

She raised her index finger, pressed it to her lips, made a "shhh ”

"Oh......"

The young man raised his eyes slightly, stared at the obviously old residential building for two seconds, and just stepped into the corridor, he faintly heard a voice from the second floor.

"Zhili and Miss Xu are about to arrive, it's been three hours, why haven't they been arranged yet! Tell you to have more snacks and more snacks, you go to see Daxia's side, is the potato roasted pork ribs that Zhili loves to eat! ”

"Miss Xu can be regarded as our great benefactor, and this time she came back with Zhili, but you must not slack off!"

Today's family home is actually quite lively, and the neighbors who know each other are all open and busy welcoming distinguished guests. The voice was mixed, Xu Youzhi didn't hear anything, but He Zhili reacted a lot, even though the other party's voice hadn't heard it for nearly ten years, he still heard it in an instant.

"Xu Youzhi."

He turned his head sideways and pointed at himself, his voice shaky a little.

Pretty eyes widened in surprise and looked at her in disbelief.

"How do you know?"

"What's the matter," Xu Youzhi's back straightened, his steps were gentle, and he walked towards him with a gentle thin light, with a pure smile on his lips, "Doesn't my sister know about this?" ”

“…… I haven't told anyone about it. ”

After all, a child whose parents are still alive is sent to an orphanage for two years when he has a conscious memory - it is really not a good memory.

Besides, there are always some children in the orphanage who like to die and find trouble, so even if the mother of the director at that time was gentle and treated him well, he wanted to escape.

There was warmth and shade during that time.

After being dragged out of the shadows, I will also miss the warmth that I once had.

He thinks about the dean's mother and misses the potato roasted pork ribs she made herself.

I missed it for many years.