After a night of hard work, Lin Qingqing finally got off the train at the train station in Y City. When she followed the crowd out, she suddenly felt a sense of tranquility in her heart.

It seemed that only in such an early morning, when all the people around her were strangers, could she completely forget those sad things. Even though she knew, it was only temporary.

Train stations all over China seem to be the same, bustling and crowded. Because this is a night train, most of the passengers have the tiredness of running day and night on their faces.

At the entrance of the train station, there are black car drivers waiting to solicit customers, and there are breakfast shop owners pushing small carts to set up stalls. It's like a bazaar, full of fireworks and fireworks.

However, Lin Qingqing shuttled through it, and there was no look on his face at all. Like a nun in a convent, she didn't look at the dining car, and she didn't have any expression on her face.

Straight through the noisy exit, she walked towards the bus stop from memory. Although she had followed Jiang Nuan in this city for four years in a row, this was the first time she had come back here alone.

Luckily, Y is not a very developed city, so a whole year has passed, and the transportation routes here have not changed much.

Blindly got on the bus, Lin Qingqing began to worry. She didn't think about anything, she didn't plan anything, she just didn't want to stay in S City anymore, and she happened to have a valid reason, so she said she would leave.

But now that I think about it, her sudden visit seems a little strange. She could have solved the problem with a phone call, but now that she came in person, it seemed like a bit of a big fuss.

When he arrived at the familiar downstairs, Lin Qingqing began to hesitate again. She didn't go directly into the community, but went to a nearby supermarket first.

Although the visit was sudden, she, as a junior, could not visit the elders empty-handed. What's more, the Jiang family's parents have always treated her very well, and sometimes even asked Jiang Nuan to bring some New Year's goods to her from home.

With such kindness, Lin Qingqing could only silently remember it in his heart. For Lin Qingqing, they are just the parents of friends. But this affection taught her to be moved.

After buying a carton of milk and a large bag of messy fruits, Lin Qingqing carried these things out of the supermarket.

As soon as she walked to the door of the supermarket, she suddenly changed her mind and decided that it would be better to call the Jiang family's parents first and say it in advance. If something happens to someone, it's not a coincidence.

Just as she took out her phone, three figures suddenly appeared on the opposite road. I don't know if it's because Lin Qingqing is clumsy or the road is too wide, she actually thinks that those three people are the Jiang family's parents and Jiang Nuan.

At this time, it is the rush hour of commuting, cars come and go, and the sound of car horns is endless. A few cars shook past, and the three familiar figures in front of Lin Qingqing had disappeared across the road.

Could it be that she was mistaken? With a doubt, she dialed Uncle Jiang's phone. The busy sound in the mobile phone receiver was busy for a long time, and it was not until I was about to hang up that I was picked up.

"Qingqing, what's wrong?" Uncle Jiang's familiar and kind voice came out of the earpiece.

When people are vulnerable, they really can't hear any warm voices, which Lin Qingqing can empathize with. Those grievances suffered in S City, when they heard Uncle Jiang's familiar voice at this moment, they were all hooked out.

She sniffed hard, not wanting Uncle Jiang to hear the strangeness in her voice. "Uncle Jiang, is Nuan Nuan back?" She asked.

The other end of the phone paused for a moment, and then replied: "Nuan Nuan is not at home, isn't she in S City?" Uncle Jiang's voice also carried a hint of doubt.

Hearing this, Lin Qingqing hurriedly nodded in agreement. "Yes, Nuan Nuan is in S City, she asked me to come and see you." found a logical reason, and by the way, also concealed the true purpose of his trip.

The Jiang family's parents are already old, and besides, they are also heartbroken for Jiang Nuan's unconscious girl. So since Jiang Nuan didn't go home, she didn't mention it for the time being, so as not to worry the two elders.

"Oh, that's it, I'm at home with your Aunt Jiang. Tell us when it's time to ask your aunt to make you something to eat! Uncle Jiang's laughter reached Lin Qingqing's ears through the mobile phone.

Sometimes Lin Qingqing really envies Jiang Nuan, she has such a warm family and such good parents. And those things are something she can never hope for.

"Hmm." Answered, Lin Qingqing quickly hung up the phone. She was afraid that if she was one step too late, her tears would burst out of her eyes.

Even though she envied Jiang Nuan, Lin Qingqing also knew that that warm home belonged to someone else, not hers. So it's impossible for her not to treat herself as an outsider and enjoy the warmth of other people's parents with peace of mind.

When he appeared outside the old security door, Lin Qingqing rubbed his hands nervously, and then pressed the doorbell.

Before the door opened, she had put on a smiling face in advance. In any case, her emotions today cannot get out of control.

"Qingqing is here!" Aunt Jiang opened the door, and while enthusiastically pulling Lin Qingqing in, she looked at the things in her hand and complained. "You said you kid, come here, what are you going to do with things!"

Like all parents in the world, the Jiang family's parents always thought Lin Qingqing was too polite. Every year when she goes home with Jiang Nuan for the New Year, she always buys something to express her heart. But every time this happens, Aunt Jiang will complain.

With a somewhat embarrassed smile, Lin Qingqing shook his head and said, "These are all Nuan Nuan entrusted to me to buy, Aunt Jiang can scold Nuan Nuan if she wants to scold." She feigned lightness.

"You kids, you don't make people worry." Uncle Jiang didn't know when he walked out, he took the things in Lin Qingqing's hand and said with a smile.

After some greetings, Lin Qingqing began to help Aunt Jiang prepare lunch. In the small kitchen, she squatted on the ground to choose vegetables while chatting with Aunt Jiang.

After cutting a cabbage, tear it open one by one and put it into the vegetable basket. "Auntie, did you go to the supermarket in the morning?" Lin Qingqing asked suddenly.

Aunt Jiang's hand, who was putting oil in the pot, suddenly trembled, and the golden rapeseed oil in the oil pot flowed down, and a pool of oil stains immediately appeared on the white floor tiles.

"Oops!" Aunt Jiang screamed, and hurriedly wiped the oil stains on the ground with the rag at hand.

After helping to wipe the oil stains on the ground, Aunt Jiang answered Lin Qingqing's question just now. "I've been at home with your Uncle Jiang in the morning, and I've not been anywhere." After she finished speaking, she turned her back to Lin Qingqing and went to stir-fry.

Although he felt that something was wrong, Lin Qingqing didn't ask much. "Oh, that's right." She muttered, continuing to choose the dish in her hand.