Walking on the swan trail, I just took a subway stop from a nearby town to walk here, a few roommates were buying Christmas presents, I felt uncomfortable, so I walked out, I have always disliked the holidays.

Buttoning my sweated hat to my head, I wandered around as some blonde kid skateboarded past me, and it was dusk, and the streets were full of neon lights and dizzy. On the opposite side is the Seine, where seagulls often rise in the sky. Although it is called the Swan Trail, there are no swans anymore, not since Louis XIV, and at such a time, there are no seagulls.

Before that, Karina had invited me to her Swiss home for Christmas. Every year, different people ask me about this kind of thing, but I usually refuse, not because I don't want to reach out to others, but because I really don't want to make more false and embarrassing things.

Six years ago, I came to France on my own, completed the university at a normal level, and then entered the graduate school at a normal level. During this time, some female friends dropped out of school due to marriage, a good roommate died of drugs, the pet dog Shell was splashed with sulfuric acid by Alexia, a German man proposed to me, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on. Of course sometimes I get tired of this life, like today.

The phone rang, and it was Amelia, "Ann, where are you, we've all bought the present." "Amelia is getting married next summer, and luckily by then all the courses at the institute are over, except for the thesis, which can be written anywhere.

Amelia went to college with me six years ago, and now she seems to be the only one who graduated with me, and she can't be considered a friend, because she once helped Alexia put a stray cat in my quilt, for which I froze all night, and it was a January winter.

"I'm on the banks of the Seine."

"Why did you run there, I won't wait for you, we have to go back and prepare our luggage." Then hung up the phone.

Put on his hat and continue walking, not in a hurry to go back.

When she returned to the dormitory, Amelia had been picked up by her fiancé and Audrey was taking care of her things.

"Someone looked for you, called, and he said he would call later." Audrey got up and put on her coat and backpack, "Merry Christmas." "Open the door and get out.

The dormitory suddenly became quiet.

I don't know who will be looking for me, the only thing I can think of is the professors who encouraged me to take the PhD. Lying on the bed almost asleep, the phone rang.

"Xiao Ji...... It's me. ”

This "little ji" made my head a little concussive, and I never thought that my father would call. It's not that I haven't received a call from him, but it's just very few, and less than six calls in six years almost made me forget about these people for a while.

"Something?" After a long time, he spoke, his voice jerky.

“…… Xiao Ji, let's go home. Jian Zhenlin said very loosely. It was the first time he had officially asked me to go home.

"No, I have an arrangement."

"Xiaoji, it was my father who went too far back then, and my father was right......"

Annoyed to stop his following, the most annoying thing in his life is this kind of drama, and simply asked what he thought in his heart, "Does she agree with your opinion?" Like, I'll go back. ”

A sigh, from the other half of the earth, "...... Come back and stay for a few days. ”

Looking at the cold winter scenery outside the window, for a long time, I said lightly, "Okay...... I will go back. ”

In fact, the "past" of Jian Anji's three words is very simple, when I was nineteen years old, my father cheated, and then in the unrestricted quarrels and beatings, my mother finally broke down and went to her hometown in Shanghai, two weeks later, my father brought back a beautiful woman, during this period, there was no participation in me at all, until that time, I pushed the so-called stepmother down the stairs on the second floor, and my sister or brother, who was half related to me, was stillborn. I confessed that I was vicious, and of course, I was punished for it, and the beautiful nephew who entered Jane's house with that woman slapped me, which was the first time I had been slapped, and I only felt very painful. And in the end, Jian Zhenlin threw me a card and went to France for six years.

Three days later, I began to pack my luggage calmly and casually, and it was estimated that I would come back in a week, so I simply put a few sets of clothes in.

called Mo Jiazhen to tell me about the return date, because every time Mo Jiazhen urged me to return to China on MSN, I would flatly refuse, and this time she took the initiative to ask for help, which made her very excited.

It was 3 p.m. when the plane arrived at the airport, adjusting the Beijing time to the wall clock in the lobby.

It was cold, colder than in France, which was in the snow on Christmas Eve.

As soon as I entered the country, I saw the exaggerated search sign in the waiting room that I didn't want to go up to claim at all, and I was thinking about simply taking a taxi back by myself, when Jiazhen had already rushed towards me quickly, "Jian Anji!" ”

It took a lot of effort to hold himself from being knocked down, "Long time no see, Jiazhen." ”

"It's been a long time." A clear sarcasm.

pulled her away without a trace, and said with a light smile, "I miss you a lot, really." ”

Hearing me say this, Jiazhen's arrogance was also extinguished, "You know how to use this trick, villain." ”

"It works." Hand the luggage to Jiazhen and follow.

"You've been out for six years, and you don't know how to come back to see us halfway."

"It's tiring to fly, not to mention that I can see you almost every day on the Internet, don't you? By the way, getting married? ”

"Well, the plan is settled, and we will get married in the second half of the year. You'll have to participate. ”

"Definitely, congratulations first, Pei Kai is very good."

"What's good, when a woman reaches a certain age, she has to marry if she doesn't want to." Mo Jiazhen toned, "Do you want to return to France?" ”

"Nature." Nodding not very energetically.