Chapter Twenty-Seven: Return to the Native Town

Xinghe only learned that his stepmother had passed away a week later, and he had to go back anyway, after all, his stepmother was very good to herself, and she didn't embarrass her, a lot of food, drink and clothing, Xinghe took three days off, booked a ticket, and rushed back to the original town.

The train traveled all the way, Xinghe did not have a moment of psychological relaxation, Tianhe traveled, his father was the only one left at home, how to get along with his father, and even thought about what to say for a long time, brewing repeatedly, thinking of his father's cold face, he was cold.

The stars shine in their respective night skies, and she sits on the train home, slowly growing up.

No matter what, it is the home that has raised me for more than ten years, no matter how much temperature there was before, it is all in the past, and it is impossible to go back if you want to.

Xinghe suddenly missed Tianhe, missed the smiling face every time Tianhe called her sister, missed the teenager who whispered to him before, and now that her own mother has passed away, how sad she should be, the college entrance examination is torturous enough, Xinghe really can't imagine how Tianhe survived these pains, and in the past year, Tianhe has not spoken to himself on WeChat, and he has not posted it in the circle of friends. She clicked on WeChat, and it took a long time to find Tianhe, did the distance between time and space separate them so unfamiliarly?

"Tianhe, my mother is gone, you still have a sister, my sister's mother will be your mother in the future, you still have relatives, I am on the train home, I heard that you went out for a walk, you have to take care of yourself outside, don't carry anything by yourself, tell my sister, life has to go on, you still have a great future......"

Tianhe didn't reply in seconds, maybe he would reply after he was in a better mood, his father didn't even call Tianhe, and he didn't worry about whether Tianhe was in danger or anything outside, but called Xinghe to tell her stepmother that she had died and asked her to come back, and she was okay with her face.

Such a father can be said to be another version of Su Daqiang in "It's All Good"!

Xinghe returned to the original town, his father worked in the company, and only came home at night, Xinghe came home, and saw the portrait of his stepmother under the TV, tears still flowed, she remembered her mother, now in another city, she planned to visit the next day, through this incident Xinghe understands that some people, seeing each other more, is already a blessing, every time you say goodbye, you have to work harder, if you don't deliberately go to see, when the accident comes, there is only a full stomach of regret.

It's still early, Xinghe put down his things, and came to the milk tea shop where he met with Chen Bei more than half a year ago, this time, I ordered the milk tea that Chen Bei ordered at that time, the position by the window - the position with Chen Bei last time happened to be empty, Xinghe sat there holding milk tea in both hands, looking at the tree outside the store, recalling the scene of meeting Chen Bei, if he could say a few more words when they met at that time, and he said goodbye a little harder when he sent himself home, it would be great.

Xinghe sat comfortably for a few hours, the milk tea in the cup decreased little by little, she looked at the poetic public account, and time passed little by little.

I don't know when, under the tree, there was a young man squatting, flaxen-colored hair, a bracelet that "I have you all my life", an index finger wrapped in a feather ring, and an ordinary cigarette in the other hand.

Because it was facing away from the bubble tea shop, Xinghe couldn't see the young man's face, he could only watch the traffic of the young man, and Xinghe looked at the young man outside the window, he was very similar to him.

After drinking the milk tea, Xinghe had been working in the milk tea shop for a few hours, got up and walked out of the store, and the young man seemed to quickly notice something when Xinghe got up, and quickly stood up and wanted to cross the crossroads.

Xinghe walked out of the store and found that the young man she had been staring at for a long time was gone, when did she leave? Is it thinking too much, Xinghe thought to himself, but that person really looks like him.

At this time, Lu's father called and said that he would have dinner at a restaurant near his home half an hour later, and several partners of the company wanted to see Xinghe, so he should not be late.

Of course, Xinghe understands that his father did everything possible to let him stay in a third-rate university not far from home to study architecture, just so that he could "survive" in the company in the future.

Anyway, they are all elders, and they still have to go.

The 20-year-old Galaxy is full of yearning for the future, and he has always been determined that he will not engage in a career he does not like, and he will not let himself live like a shell.

Sure enough, after entering the private room, in addition to his father, there were four middle-aged men, and they greeted Xinghe very politely when they saw Xinghe coming, Xinghe This is the first time to eat with the elders at the wine table, in addition to the introverted personality since childhood, she drank glass after cup when others drank, this meal Xinghe ate very embarrassingly, after returning home, he didn't say a word to his father, and went back to the room, in fact, after drinking so much, Xinghe was already groggy after drinking, but lying on the bed, the back of the young man in the afternoon kept coming to his mind, he really looked like him, Xinghe took advantage of the wine, and after hesitating for a few times, he still sent a WeChat message to Beisheng, who had been silent for a long time in WeChat: "Have you slept?" "It was past 11:50 p.m.

After a few minutes, Bei Sheng replied: "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”

"You didn't sleep either." It seems to be a simple and boring word, but the two of them decided to reply after repeated deliberations and entanglements in their hearts.

The two of them don't seem to have the joy of chatting as before, and they are also afraid of not hurting each other again, and they are very deliberate in what they say, Xinghe asked Chen Bei what he was doing this afternoon, and Chen Bei replied for a long time, saying that he was at work. Xinghe told Chen Bei that the two of them saw a young man who looked like him in the bubble tea shop, Chen Bei didn't reply, he didn't reply for a long time, Xinghe thought, maybe he didn't want to talk to himself too much, perhaps, he was speechless now, he didn't know what to say.

Xinghe didn't fall asleep until three o'clock in the morning that night, and the kind of sourness that waiting for someone to reply to the message can only be experienced by those who have waited.

But that night, Chen Bei had insomnia, yes, Chen Bei is a more sensitive and pessimistic person than Xinghe in his heart, that's right, the young man who did it under the tree in the milk tea shop is Chen Bei, nearly a year, Chen Bei went to squat or sit under the tree in the milk tea shop every once he had time, although he didn't want anything, but what he didn't expect was that when he went there again today, he saw Xinghe sitting in their dating position, looking at his mobile phone and fortunately not seeing him, just "sit with her for a while"!

It was a rare thing, he didn't know why she came back, but he knew that she would definitely leave here again in a short time. Everything seems to have come true as expected, and sure enough, Xinghe took the initiative to contact, in fact, he had been fixing the chat interface in Xinghe after returning home, and when he received Xinghe's message, he could have replied in seconds, but then he thought about it, it was better to wait a few minutes and then go back, he didn't want to look very humble, and at the same time he had to restrain himself not to delay Xinghe, he was "not worthy" of Xinghe.