In the afternoon, He Xiyan returned to his home in Mingcheng.

She opened the door to her home and changed into a pair of warm wool slippers.

The house is very quiet, so quiet that it is a little deserted.

Yes, deserted, this house is more suitable to describe at this time.

He Xiyan walked into the kitchen and took a pack of noodles from the cupboard. She wasn't hungry, but she knew it was time for her to eat, because if she didn't eat after drinking some porridge in the morning, she might faint from low blood sugar.

Hot water, pouring noodles, fried eggs, and soon, a bowl of egg noodles was boiled, very light noodles, and she ate the most on weekdays.

She brought the noodles to the table, and at that moment, she saw her phone flashing on the table. Click on it to take a look, it is a message, sent by Chen Jiahang:

"Yan Yan, have you arrived home, remember to eat, don't go hungry."

He Xiyan looked at the message on the screen, she pursed her lips, and the chopsticks in her hand trembled slightly.

"I'm home, I'm eating." She replied simply. When you're done, put your phone aside.

The noodles in the bowl were still steaming, and He Xiyan ate a few bites, but he couldn't eat them, feeling bland and tasteless, and it was particularly unpalatable.

She picked up her phone again, clicked on the message he had just sent, and then clicked on his profile picture.

Soon, her screen showed the news he posted, the most recent one was the day she sent Yuan Yuan to Night City. The content is: The goods are full, and now they are transported back to Mingcheng, hoping that when I get home, my daughter-in-law will have prepared a meal and wait for me to come back and eat it. (#^.^#) Behind it is a row of laughing emojis.

He Xiyan looked at the news posted by Jiahang more than ten days ago, like a child's voice, of course, she knew that this was the last news sent by Chen Jiahang, who was once stupid and dumb. Since this news, Jiahang has not updated the news.

He Xiyan stared at this dynamic for a long time, and there was an extremely bitter smile on the corner of his mouth that was slightly raised.

She flipped through her phone again and looked at the dynamics behind her. In the past, Jiahang would post news every day, just like a habit, his news was very simple, and it was also very direct, and it was all in the tone of a child. For example, send a few photos with a comment: Loaded, a big car full, I'm going to pull it back and sell it all. Another example: my daughter-in-law said that I was thin, did I really lose weight, obviously I was as strong as an ox. (#^.^#)。

He Xiyan was smiling while flipping through these dynamics, but her eyes suddenly turned red when she was smiling and smiling, and after a while, tears slid down her pale cheeks and fell on her clothes.

She knew that such a dynamic would never appear again, and Jia Hang, who was once the only one in her life, would never come back.

The mobile phone rang again, He Xiyan picked it up and found that it was still sent by Jiahang, the content was: "Yan Yan, I will come back on March 21, if there is anything at home, call me." ”

He Xiyan looked at this long message, and after a while, she replied with a "Okay".

At this time, her eyes drooped, and her heart throbbed faintly, wanting to be pulled by something.

Will he be back on March 21st? She asked herself inwardly. And she didn't have an answer.