He Qinian was a little apprehensive.

Jiang Beian accepted this fact after scolding her a few words on the phone. He Qinian was worried about Aunt Jiang.

Aunt Jiang has always been dissatisfied with He Qinian's practice of not bringing Jiang Beize back. But because of her gentle personality, Aunt Jiang has always respected He Qinian's approach, even if she really wants to meet Jiang Beize to explain the misunderstanding.

He Qinian was worried that Aunt Jiang would not be able to accept her and Jiang Beize's love affair. After all, both of them were raised by her as her own children.

Aunt Jiang's gentleness is something He Qinian can't live up to.

Jiang Beian asked He Qinian on the phone if He Qinian wanted her to say hello to her mother first and tell her about it.

He Qi thought about it, and she couldn't face Aunt Jiang and tell her about it, so it was better to let Jiang Beian tell Aunt Jiang in advance.

He Qinian hesitated, canceled the ticket back to Y City that he had booked a week ago, and bought two train tickets.

Jiang Beize seemed to see her uneasiness, took her into his arms and smoothed her hair.

"My mom won't be okay. After all, you taught his son so well. Jiang Beize kissed He Qinian lightly on his forehead.

He Qinian smiled reluctantly.

"I feel that Aunt Jiang has raised a white-eyed wolf. I was raised with hard work, but when I grew up, I took away her son. ”

Jiang Beize flicked He Qinian's brain,

"She should thank you, she wouldn't even be able to find her son without you." Jiang Beize chuckled.

He Qinian's nervousness was not alleviated at all.

In mid-August, He Qinian and Jiang Beize embarked on a journey back to Y City.

The train is an old green train, and the rusty tin sheet looks even more dazzling in the August sun.

Naturally, the interior of the train is not as good as the newly built high-speed rail.

He Qinian likes this slightly ruined sense of decadence.

The horn of the train is a bit harsh, in contrast to the quiet scenery outside the train isolated by a green net.

He Qinian rested his head on Jiang Beize's young and broad shoulders.

Jiang Beize is playing a game with his mobile phone.

Touchscreen smartphones replace clamshell phones.

The games on the phone have also changed from the poor snakes and Tetris to the colorful icons on the palm-sized displays. He Qinian suddenly missed the old machine that was eliminated by himself.

Jiang Beize was playing a plot decryption game, his good-looking eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his white and slender fingers were operating flexibly on the screen. He Qinian leaned his head and watched him play.

Jiang Beize noticed her gaze. smiled.

"Teach you?" Jiang Beize shifted his finger from the screen and poked He Qinian's white and tender face.

"It's self-taught." He Qinian lazily half-opened his eyes.

Jiang Beize lowered his head and kissed her on the head, praising her.

"Nian Nian is so smart."

He Qinian rolled his eyes.

The scenery outside the window slowly passed by He Qinian's eyes with the slow train and the fragments of the movie.

Sometimes it's a dense tree that grows lush and jointed in the summer.

Sometimes it is the amorous river water sprinkled with golden light by the sun.

The headphones that were forced to be placed in his ears by the teenager next to him played good pure music. He Qinian glanced at the song title displayed on his phone: crush.

Translated as a short and passionate love.

He Qi thought clearly, the young man must be unintentional. But he still smiled bitterly. Jiang Beian talked to her on the phone yesterday and told her that Aunt Jiang's appearance was not very good-looking. Tell her to find a good excuse in advance.

What's the rhetoric? Aunt Jiang is a greater existence than her mother when she was a child, if Aunt Jiang is determined not to let her be with Jiang Beize, how will she know what to do.

When the train arrived at the station, He Qinian was suddenly a little reluctant. It was a short three-hour drive, but she seemed to have feelings for the ride.

Jiang Beize took her hand and walked into the city where they grew up together.

"Remember where home was?" He Qinian asked him with a smile.

"You can't be wrong." Jiang Beize took He Qinian and walked in one direction. Along the way, he also bought two rows of yogurt for He Qinian.

"The crow feeds back?" He Qinian quipped with bent eyebrows.

Jiang Beize opened the plastic bag outside, took a bottle and inserted it into the straw, and handed it to He Qinian.

"Actually, when I was a child, I didn't particularly like to drink yogurt, but you only know how to buy yogurt and crushed ice cream."

He Qinian smiled happily, took the yogurt and took a big sip.

"Well, actually, I like to drink."

Jiang Beize smiled at her dotingly, and opened a bottle himself.

I just walked downstairs and saw Jiang Bei'an's figure.

Jiang Beize was stunned, he hadn't seen her sister for a long time.

Jiang Beian was wearing a black sundress, holding a parasol in his hand, standing at the intersection and playing with his mobile phone.

"Ann." He Qinian walked up to Jiang Bei'an and called her softly.

Jiang Bei'an raised his head and smiled at her, his gaze slid from He Qinian's body, and stayed on Jiang Beize.

"Sister." Jiang Beize looked at her calmly.

Jiang Bei'an's eyes suddenly turned red. I walked up and hugged him and cried.

"Ozawa, I'm sorry." Jiang Bei'an cried very depressed, Jiang Beize's body was a little stiff, and his expression was a little helpless.

"Ann. We're back. He Qinian stepped forward and said softly to Jiang Bei'an.

Jiang Beian wiped his tears, and was about to raise his hand to touch Jiang Beize's head as he did when he was a child, but Jiang Beize subconsciously avoided it.

Jiang Beian was a little embarrassed, but in the next second, he found a good excuse for himself.

"Forget it, Ozawa has grown up."

The three of them went upstairs together.

Jiang Beian took the key and skillfully turned around in the door hole, and the door clicked open.

Aunt Jiang kept pacing in front of the dining table, looking a little nervous.

"Aunt Jiang." He Qinian softly called out to the woman who made her feel familiar and warm.

The woman turned her head, saw them, covered her face and cried in a low voice.

Jiang Beize was a little overwhelmed. After a moment's hesitation, he stepped forward and patted her gently on the back.

"Mom, I'm back."