Looking forward to returning home

Before leaving Yangcheng, An Lin specially made an appointment to call a few people out for a gathering.

We've known each other for several years, and now we have to go our separate ways when entering higher education, which also makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

More than a month after the end of the college entrance examination, it was time for colleges and universities to issue admission notices one after another.

We met near No. [-] Middle School around nine o'clock in the morning, found a small tea house, and asked for a quieter private room.

This teahouse was discovered by Wu Zhizhou by accident. It has been open for more than half a year and has a good reputation.

The environment is quiet and quiet, and the private room is not small. Instead of ordinary solid wood chairs, there are bamboo or rattan mats for sitting on the floor. Four people sit around, and the table in the middle is equipped with tea sets and tea leaves.

Although Wu Zhizhou usually looked at him as a ignorant fool, he managed to find the admission line of Yangcheng University.In fact, his grades have always fluctuated in the middle and upper reaches, and the current result is completely made up by the other three people.

To An Lin's surprise, Jiang Qihan was also admitted to the Chinese Department of Yangcheng University.

She tilted her head inexplicably, and asked her: "Didn't your parents let you go to the capital to study? Why did you stay instead?"

Jiang Qihan sat next to An Lin, glanced sideways at her, and explained, "I don't want to go."

Her once short shawl hair has grown long, reaching to her waist. When she just graduated, she changed her style and got a big wave perm, dyeing her hair dark purple. She is wearing simple hip-wrap jeans and a white blouse, exposed on the The arms in the air are thin and white, but their temperament is still as quiet and indifferent as before.

An Lin raised her eyebrows inexplicably, always feeling that she heard something else from these three words, but couldn't say it for a while: "Then what are your plans? Chinese Department... The road is quite wide, but can it meet the requirements of your family?"

An Lin flicked Jiang Qihan's long hair, and the slightly lighter purple dangled in the palm of her hand before slipping away from her fingers.

"I didn't plan to go that way." Jiang Qihan lowered her voice, pretended to sit up straighter unintentionally, and smoothed her hair down, "There are many people in our generation, and my parents are not considered important people, and there is no shortage of me. this one."

"Really? That's better."

There are complicated twists and turns, and she knows some of it without mentioning An Lin. Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, just like her in the Gu family. It seems that the family is peaceful and harmonious on the surface, but there are many turmoil behind it.

The children of the aunts are more or less adults or close to adults, and the old man is getting older. Gradually, he starts to find ways to stuff people into the YA group. He doesn't need to think too much about it and he should know why.

Especially Gu Hui's eldest son, who is only over one year younger than Gu Yanxiao. Just after returning from studying abroad, Gu Hui approached Gu Yanxiao and said that he would put someone into the group to work, and Zhangkou was the top leader. .

Gu Yanxiao would definitely not agree to such an unreasonable request, but there was no way to refuse it directly, so Jiang Mushu could only arrange a slightly more suitable job for him, with little power, but it sounded passable.Afterwards, he was overwhelmed by other things, and he ignored it, and Jiang Mushu took over.

Jiang Qihan nodded slightly: "But now they are all transferred to the capital, and I should be the only one left in Yangcheng."

At first, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother naturally disagreed. Their transfer letter of appointment had already been delivered, so there was no reason not to go.Whether it is income conditions, working and living environment, and network of contacts, it is better than Yangcheng, but it was delayed for a while because of Jiang Qihan.

But in the end, Jiang Qihan insisted on staying in Yangcheng, and they couldn't persuade her. Now that the admission notice has come down, if she is asked to repeat her studies, it will be delayed for another year, so she can only agree to stay.

This is probably Jiang Qihan's inner calculation.

An Lin raised her eyebrows, and then said: "Well, it's okay to be alone, Ah Wu is also in Yangda, it's good to be a companion if you have nothing to do, and you have lived here since you were a child, so there is nothing to worry about. Call you out to get together."

Wu Zhizhou sighed: "You don't know if you can come back once a year, but you still want to get together with us?"

"How much do you have an opinion?" An Lin leaned over and hit him a little hard, "I want to stay in Yangcheng every day, but I have to do it."

Jiang Qihan's eyes were heavy, she didn't speak any more, she would occasionally look at An Lin, and took a sip of tea from time to time.

"Ziang, how about you, have you received the notice?" Wu Zhizhou glanced at Wen Ziang who had been quiet all this time, and asked aloud.

Wen Ziang: "Yes."

Wu Zhizhou: "Where are you going?"

Wen Ziang: "Jinghua."

Wu Zhizhou: "...Sure enough."

Wu Zhizhou: "Are you planning to stay in the capital?"

Wen Ziang hesitated for a moment: "Not necessarily." He paused, and then said, "Not necessarily going to school directly, I have considered going to the army first."

The boy is still lean and handsome with a cropped cut. He is over 1.9 meters tall. He wears a blue and black checkered shirt, a pair of loose jeans and Martin shoes, clean and refreshing.

His eyebrows are like ink, his eyelashes are long and narrow, and his eyes are dark and deep, which often attract people's attention.

Wu Zhizhou: "Your family's decision, or yours?"

Wen Ziang: "There are all of them. They proposed it."

An Lin: "Have you considered it?"

Wen Ziang shook his head: "Not yet, I'll talk to them and think about it."

An Lin: "I went to the army and plan to stay for two years, or do I have other plans?"

Wen Ziang sighed: "I don't know, I haven't thought about it yet. But these two years are just the beginning, so I have to go no matter what."

An Lin nodded clearly, and didn't ask any more questions.

Jiang Qihan looked at An Lin's profile and asked, "Did you tell her about your trip to England?"

An Lin: "Well, I told her last week."

Jiang Qihan: "Did she say nothing?"

An Lin shrugged: "I've gone through all the procedures. I cut it first and played it later. And now, I have nothing to do with the Gu family. I'm completely separated. What do I want to do...she can't stop it."

Wu Zhizhou snorted: "I'm afraid Mr. Gu will be eaten to death by you."

An Lin glanced at him: "I'm not that shameless, and I'm not that rich. Now I'm empty-handed and useless. I can't help her. I can't implicate her anymore. Because I have already suffered too much criticism from her, I can't always let her Bear it, usually a YA and the mouths of those idlers at home are already enough pressure."

She said, holding her head with her arms: "It's just too stupid, it's really hard to chase..."

An Lin has been by Gu Yanxiao's side for 13 years, and the time when she really found out that her relationship began to change was probably during the winter vacation of the first year of high school.

At that time, Gu Yanxiao had just graduated with a Ph.D., officially took over the job of YA and was about to take the position of president. It was probably because someone behind him was dissatisfied and tried to obstruct him, so Gu Yanxiao didn't go home for several days.

When An Lin knew about this matter, Gu Yanxiao had already resolved it, but after not seeing him for a few days, An Lin only felt that Gu Yanxiao was much haggard, her lips were pale, and she was designated as overworked.The whole person seems to have lost a few pounds.

Although I wear many clothes in winter, I still look very thin.

The aunt at home cooked porridge for Gu Yanxiao to keep, and she went back to her room without taking a few bites.

When An Lin heard that she was back, she went to knock on her door, but no one answered, she quietly opened the door and went in, only to find that she was already sound asleep.

Jiang Mushu told An Lin that Gu Yanxiao hadn't closed his eyes for more than 24 hours, and had been working uninterruptedly for a while, and she was the one who dragged Gu Yanxiao back from the office to rest.

An Lin looked at the person on the bed with her eyes closed, her pale face and her brows still furrowed in her sleep, her chest was tight, and she felt tingling and distressed.

She knelt beside Gu Yanxiao's bed, raised her hand to gently brush the tip of her brow, trying to smooth it.

The girl's hand was gentle and soft, with her usual sweetness when she applied it, the sleeping person seemed to feel it, and the brows gradually relaxed.

An Lin was slightly stunned, and covered the left side of her chest with the other hand, feeling the strong and powerful heartbeat gradually getting faster.

The fingertips went down along the eyebrows, and gently rubbed against her cheeks, cheekbones, between the lips, and the jawline...

It seemed that some emotion was buried in the soil like a seed silently and flourished.

Hearing this, Jiang Qihan turned her eyes away and looked down at the ceramic teacup in her hand, hiding the emotion in her eyes.

Several people chatted while drinking tea, and the time was close to twelve o'clock.

This neighborhood is a place they are familiar with, so they just have a full meal at the hot pot restaurant they often go to.

The four of them walked out of the store talking, laughing and laughing. The sun was still dazzling, making people feel hot all over.

Wu Zhizhou pulled his sweatshirt and glanced at his mobile phone: "Then I'll go first, Yaoyao is looking for me all over the world again, I have to go back and coax her."

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I saw Xiao Yaoyao." An Lin said with an ah when she heard it.

Wu Zhizhou looked at her: "Why don't you go to my house? Have dinner at my place tonight."

An Lin thought for a while, then waved her hand: "Forget it, I still have something to do, next time... let's go again when I have a chance."

An Lin paused for a moment, not knowing when exactly this would be in the future.

"Okay, I'll see you off in a few days."

"Well, see you then." An Lin waved to him and said.

Wu Zhizhou greeted Wen Ziang and Jiang Qihan: "Brother Ziang, Qihan, I'll go back first."

His family's car was parked not far in front, Wu Zhizhou trotted two steps into the car, the car started and drove away.

"Then we..."

Before An Lin finished speaking, a woman's voice suddenly came from behind: "Zi Ang?"

The three of them froze for a moment, turned their heads and looked back, and saw a mature woman looking over ten meters away.

Seeing a few people turning their heads, she walked this way.

An Lin looked sideways at Wen Ziang: "Know you?"

Wen Ziang nodded his head lightly, his face changed a little rarely.

The woman walked up to them in a few steps, and only then did An Lin see the person's appearance clearly.

About 22 or 1.7 years old, with ponytail tied high on the back of the head, smooth facial lines, extremely tall, at least [-] meters tall, with a pair of [-]-[-] cm high heels, skinny jeans and off-the-shoulder wool clothes, but dark skin.

Wen Ziang moved his lips, but still said, "Why are you here?"

A look of displeasure flashed across the woman's face, and she raised her hand to grab his ear: "There is no manners at all, it's fine if you don't call your name, not even a title?"

Wen Ziang hurriedly raised his hand to block it, with a helpless expression on his face: "Don't make trouble."

"Is this the attitude of talking to me?" The woman was even more dissatisfied when she heard this, "Call someone."

"...Lu Lian."

"and then?"

"--sister."

"It's more or less the same." The woman called Lu Lian let go of the hand that was holding his ear, glanced at An Lin and Jiang Qihan, looked up and down, nodded with them, and then did not hold back He asked, "Girlfriend?"

"It's not...a friend." Wen Ziang explained.

"Oh." Lu Lian dragged his voice a little longer, not knowing whether to believe it or not, "I'm bothering you?"

"No, I'm going to leave." Wen Ziang replied.

It was the first time An Lin saw Wen Ziang's humility, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he tried to hold back his laughter.

"Then you talk, Qihan and I are leaving first, see you later." An Lin took Jiang Qihan's arm, waved to Wen Ziang, and then pulled Jiang Qihan to walk in the opposite direction.

Wen Ziang could clearly see the smile on the corner of her mouth.

Lu Lian looked at the back of the two leaving, with doubts in her eyes, and then glanced at Wen Ziang: "Just leave like this? Are you really a girlfriend?"

Life is not easy, Ziang sighed: "...I said no."

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Cuckoo.