Chapter Twenty-Six: Coming Home with You
Because the school is far away from the station, Ye Qingyu got up early in the morning and waited under Jiang Xinmu's dormitory building, and this holiday was more than a month and I couldn't see him, but some people didn't think so in their hearts.
Jiang Xinmu pulled her suitcase and went downstairs, because Lin Zhiyan's home was relatively close, when Jiang Xinmu packed up her things and was about to go downstairs, she was still sleeping and didn't wake up, she closed the door gently, and it was more than a month later.
Last night, Lin Zhiyan didn't know what was crazy, so she bought two bottles of wine and came back and said that she wanted to go home with Jiang Xinmu without getting drunk and returning, the reason was because she was going home, and she didn't see each other for a long time, and she had a good time at school for the last time.
This Jiang Xinmu drank a few sips, who knew that Lin Zhiyan, a fool, fell asleep directly with a mouthful, and said that the long conversation all night turned into falling asleep in her snoring, and such a big movement did not wake her up until the morning.
As soon as Jiang Xinmu got on the car, Ye Qingyu turned on his verbose mode, "When you get on the train at the station, remember to send me a message when you get on the train, and send it to me when you get to the station, otherwise I'm afraid that I have already taken the station, and when you take a taxi home, remember to look at the license plate number and call me when you get home, so that you can be sure that you have arrived home safely." β
This is the process that Jiang Xinmu must go every time he goes home, and now as soon as Ye Qingyu speaks, Jiang Xinmu knows what he is going to say, "I'm not a three-year-old child, I understand, I must be safe and I won't let you worry about getting home, okay?" β
Ye Qingyu rubbed Jiang Xinmu's hair with one free hand, "That's good." β
When Jiang Xinmu entered the ticket gate, Ye Qingyu stood outside, stretched his neck, and waved his hand vigorously, this posture was almost to buy a ticket, and went home directly with Jiang Xinmu, after getting in the car, Jiang Xinmu sent a message to Ye Qingyu, all of which was carried out with reference to the process.
As soon as the person next to him sat down, Jiang Xinmu smelled a very familiar smell, turned his head and looked, and sure enough, "Chen Yanchuan!" "When we met before, I felt that the perfume smell on Chen Yanchuan's body was very special, and as soon as I smelled this smell, I knew that this person was him.
Chen Yanchuan smiled and revealed that the shallow pear vortex was very good-looking, "I met again by coincidence." β
"Qiao?" The same train is still sitting in the same carriage, and now it is said that if I didn't know that the first meeting was... What a coincidence to say it now.
"Isn't it a coincidence that this happens to sit together." Chen Yanchuan was a little puzzled by the puzzled expression on Jiang Xinmu's face.
Chen Yanchuan originally planned to go home, but An Suhui's actions made him disgusted with home, and he always wanted to go back to his hometown to see, so he took advantage of this opportunity to buy the same bus as Jiang Xinmu.
"You're going back with me?"
"Well, can't you?"
Although Chen Yanchuan's hometown has not been demolished, but he has not lived in it for a long time, and he can't live at all, "You go back with me, where are you going to live, and this is about to be the New Year." β
This is less than ten days before the Chinese New Year, isn't it tiring to go back and forth to your hometown like this? There's not even a place to sleep.
"There should be a room in your house, I think my aunt should be willing to take me in, and I will definitely go home for the Chinese New Year, just for two days."
Jiang Xinmu turned his head to look out the window, and at this time he had mixed feelings in his heart, what happened to An Suhui last time was now like nothing had happened.
Chen Yanchuan saw that Jiang Xinmu didn't speak, so he leaned on the back of the chair and plugged in the headphones to listen to the song, the first time they met, it was also such a scene, the two of them didn't speak, they each looked at the scenery outside the window, and indulged in the singing of their headphones.
Every time he looks at Jiang Xinmu like this, Chen Yanchuan will fall into puzzlement, and always feel that he may just miss the previous sister, and he is not sure of his liking, because he has been in memory for ten years, a person who doesn't know her appearance, doesn't know her character, and doesn't know her, and feels that his liking may just be missing.
But at the beginning of a new life, when we met for the first time, she slowly became familiar with her straightforward personality, and learned that she was rigorous in dealing with people, sincere and delicate thoughts, and seemed to be no different from what she imagined, but the only difference was that she was no longer the sister who would only protect herself, and had become someone else's girlfriend.
When he got out of the car, Chen Yanchuan took the initiative to help Jiang Xinmu take the suitcase, and watched her keep staring at her mobile phone and typing and sending messages to people... It must be for Ye Qingyu, every time he sees the two of them, Jiang Xinmu looks at Ye Qingyu, his eyes are full of love, which is always something he can't envy.
As soon as the suitcase was placed, Jiang Xinmu took a taxi license plate and sent it to Ye Qingyu, the driver looked at it from the side, thinking that there was something wrong with his car, and when Jiang Xinmu spoke in an authentic dialect, the driver eliminated some concerns.
"Are you messaging him?"
"Well, what he asked for was that something would happen to me, did you say that he was stupid and so worried."
Although the literal meaning is complaining, Chen Yanchuan feels the element of showing affection in this tone, and a person who really loves you will worry about your safety. "Well, he's more concerned about you."
From the time you get in the car and get off the car to take a taxi, the messages sent to Ye Qingyu are all seconds back, this feeling is like he is right by your side, no matter what you say, you will respond immediately, the sense of security in love is not like this, everything has a response.
From getting out of the station to taking a taxi, looking at this unfamiliar town and speaking a dialect that is not very proficient, this place is where Chen Yanchuan grew up, but it seems to be a little out of place.
After knowing that Jiang Xinmu was going home today, Wei Lin specially went to buy a lot of vegetables and put them in the refrigerator, and the air conditioning was also turned on in advance, and Wei Lin breathed a sigh of relief after the temperature rose.
After getting out of the car, Chen Yanchuan looked at the two old houses in front of him, as if what happened when he was a child was right in front of him, and Jiang Xinmu have been neighbors since childhood, and this wall has not been built between the two families before...
"What do you see? Let's go inside, my mom is at home. β
Chen Yanchuan pulled two suitcases and followed behind Jiang Xinmu, pushing open the rusty iron gate, and there was still a little snow in the small courtyard inside, and the mottled traces on the courtyard wall were also a manifestation of the years.
Wei Lin opened the door and looked at the boy standing behind Jiang Xinmu, who was stunned for a moment, "This is..." Thinking about Ye Qingyu's appearance quickly in his mind, but these two faces were completely incompatible.
Chen Yanchuan squeezed in front of Jiang Xinmu, "Auntie, I'm Yanchuan, Chen Yanchuan is Chen Yanchuan who lived next door before." β
In this way, Wei Lin can be regarded as remembering how long this old house has not been inhabited, and the child who has not been seen so old for more than ten years, is now about as tall as the door frame, "Yan Chuan, why did you come back, you have grown so tall, Auntie didn't recognize it." Come on, come in, it's cold outside. β
Chen Yanchuan turned his head and grimaced at Jiang Xinmu, pulled the box and followed Wei Lin into the house, the furnishings in the house have not changed much, the old-fashioned furniture is the same as before, and he can even remember the scene when he and Jiang Xinmu fought in this house.
Wei Lin made a cup of hot tea for Chen Yanchuan, sat beside him, looked him up and down, and couldn't believe that the little kid had grown so big. "Yan Chuan, why did you come back, what about your parents, how many years have your house been empty, let's stay at my aunt's house tonight."
Jiang Xinmu stood aside and looked at himself completely ignored, "Mom, I'll go upstairs first." He dragged his suitcase upstairs, returned to the room, closed the door, and called Ye Qingyu.
"What are you doing?"
Ye Qingyu switched the phone and pointed the camera at home, "See, I'm at home, it's okay, it's too cold outside, and I don't want to go out, have you just arrived home?" β
Jiang Xinmu sat on the bed and put his phone to his face, "Well, I'm too tired to take the car when I just got home, and I still have to pack my suitcase, let's not talk about it." β
"Well, it's good to get home safely, bye."
Jiang Xinmu was just about to get up and pack his suitcase when he heard a knock on the door, "Who." When he opened the door, he saw Chen Yanchuan's smiling face facing him, "Aren't you chatting with my mother?" How did it come up. β
Chen Yanchuan pointed to the suitcase behind him, "Auntie asked me to bring the suitcase first, did I sleep in the room next door to you, Auntie seems to say that it is this room." β
"Well, yes, this is the guest room, you go in first, the door should be unlocked, I have to pack the box."
"Hmm."
Jiang Xinmu looked at his house price, the cleaning was still very clean, the sheets were clean, and the quilt still had the fragrance of sunshine, so he was still at home, took out the clothes in the box, sorted them out one by one, and put them in the wardrobe.
Chen Yanchuan stood at the window and looked at the small courtyard outside and the road, when he was in elementary school, he would often wait for Jiang Xinmu at this iron gate, the decoration of the room was still very simple, but it was very clean, and it was not possible to ensure how long he could stay here.
From the moment he entered the door, Chen Yanchuan saw the portrait of Jiang Xinmu's father placed in the living room, but it was difficult to ask what was going on.
Looking to the left from the window is Chen Yanchuan's hometown, there was a big persimmon tree in the yard before, and the persimmons that were produced every year could not be eaten, but then the persimmon tree was cut down, and a wall was built between the two families.
I didn't stay long in the room when I heard Wei Lin's voice, "Come down and eat." β
The two opened the door at the same time, met each other, smiled, and suddenly returned to the previous scene, the atmosphere became very subtle, Wei Lin brought the prepared dishes to the table, and it was also because Chen Yanchuan came over that it became four dishes and one soup, and when there were only two people before, there were basically only two dishes.
Wei Lin first served Chen Yanchuan a bowl of pork rib soup, "I put yam in this soup, it's delicious, you can try it." β
watched Chen Yanchuan take a sip with anticipation, and was not satisfied until he saw the smile on Chen Yanchuan's face. "If you like to drink, drink more, and there's a big pot."
"Thank you, Auntie, I'll do it myself."
However, I was very happy to see Chen Yanchuan come back, but the two families have not contacted each other since they moved, how they came back together, "Aunt Yanchuan asked you, how did you two come back together." β
Chen Yanchuan glanced at Jiang Xinmu and put down the bowl, "Auntie, I am in the same school as Sister Xinmu now, and I was also admitted to the graduate school of her school, and now I am also her junior brother, so I got to know each other again." β
Wei Lin smiled from ear to ear, "Okay, good, this is fate that allows you to recognize each other after so many years of not seeing each other." β