After putting down the phone, Qian Xiyang checked the nearest flight time.

Afterwards, he put on his clothes and went to the washroom to wash his face, and did a simple facial treatment. He didn't know which plane Su Jia was on, but he could prepare according to the earliest flight at the moment, and he could wait at the airport.

When returning to the house to get dressed, Qian Shupei asked him: "It's not yet dawn, and you're dressed so aggressively, where are you going?"

Qian Xiyang put a scarf around his neck: "A friend is here to travel, I'll pick him up from the airport and help him find a hotel or something."

Qian Shupei: "Girlfriend or boyfriend?"

Qian Xiyang subconsciously replied, "Boyfriend."

After he finished speaking, he froze, bad, fell into Ms. Qian's trap, he looked up and saw Qian Shupei looking at him with interest in the shape of a lying Maitreya Buddha, so Qian Xiyang added: "My ex-boyfriend gone."

It has not been a few days since Qian Xiyang came out with her, and Ms. Qian Shupei was not very accepting for a while. She said strangely: "Is that Zhao Bicheng? I don't like too fashionable young bastards very much. Let me tell you, you can just mess around outside, don't lead him to be arrogant in front of me."

Qian Xiyang: "..."

He said silently in his heart, I'm sorry, Sister Bicheng!

Qian Xiyang is also the king of routines. He was going to find out what his old mother said, so he deliberately said: "Bicheng is very good, don't always talk about him, he is kind and rich, you look down on him , which one can you accept?"

Qian Xiyang vaguely had an answer in his heart...

"Success, Su Jia," Qian Shupei picked her nose, "I like ice beauties, understand? Your boss looks gentle and virtuous and can take care of others, and if you get married, I don't need to buy you a house as a bride price. Said to be an ideal son-in-law."

Gentle, virtuous, and caring.

Are you sure it refers to Su Jiashang?

Qian Shupei scolded: "What are you looking at? What kind of eyes are you looking at? Get out and pick up the plane! I'm annoyed when I see you, tsk tsk!"

Qian Xiyang thought to himself that when he came home on the first day, his old mother was still very enthusiastic. Sure enough, love will disappear, and maternal love only exists on the first and last day home.

He said: "It's too early, it's not convenient to call a taxi. I'll go by motorcycle. You can ask Xiaoqian to take a taxi to school. Later, I will send him a red envelope on WeChat."

"It's so long-winded, let's go," Ms. Qian turned over in disgust and was about to go back to sleep, but she sat up suddenly, "You brat! I was almost fooled by you! Tell me honestly, who are you going to pick up?" ?”

Qian Xiyang looked back and grinned, "Mr. Su Jia."

Qian Shupei:? ? ?

Qian Shupei jumped to the ground all of a sudden: "My God, don't let people stay in a hotel in winter! Didn't you just change two new beds for our family a few days ago? You brought him home to sleep, really Yes, how can you let guests live outside? You really don’t understand the rules.”

She rummaged while rummaging through the boxes: "I have to apply a mask, what time is his flight? What does he like to eat? What color clothes does he like? Where is my liquid foundation? Where is my eyebrow razor?"

There were too many questions, Qian Xiyang chose a key answer: "I don't know his flight, I'll go to the airport and wait."

Qian Shupei: "You are the trash snack. Mom doesn't even know what to do with you. You are nothing!"

Qian Xiyang looked up at the wall clock on the wall, and said that it was too late, he saw that Su Jia would send a WeChat message to his mother, then turned around and slipped away.

After he left, Qian Shupei fell into deep thought looking at the extra-large double bed that Qian Xiyang bought a few days ago. How to allocate rooms and beds at night is a problem...

When Qian Xiyang arrived at the airport on his motorcycle, it was just dawn. He parked his motorcycle and walked into a 24-hour convenience store next to the airport to keep warm. The advantage of their small city is that there are not many flights. The nearest plane landed It will take about an hour or so, and the next one will be five hours later.

He had already sent Su Jia a wechat, saying that he was waiting for him at the airport, and asked Su Jia to contact him on wechat after getting off the plane.

Qian Xiyang looked at this 24h convenience store with his chin propped up. Because it was in a small town, this convenience store was not the kind of large chain convenience store that only exists in first- and second-tier cities, but was opened by a kind person in a small town. His family is not short of money.

He is a person with a sense of social responsibility. Over the years, he has watched the brain drain in his hometown become more and more serious, and the local policy of retaining talents has not been implemented for a long time. He simply set up a 24-hour convenience store, hoping to use his feelings to touch him and occasionally pass by the airport. Wanderers, retain them to build their hometown.

The original intention of opening this store is to give returning travelers a haven of rest, and play a wave of emotional cards by the way.

He only hired one clerk, from nine to five every day, and the rest of the time, customers paid by consciously scanning the QR code on the counter.

When Qian Xiyang was in a daze, he thought about this Buddhist boss by the way. He thought, it is normal that a small town cannot keep young people. He never thought that this city has the idea of ​​keeping intellectuals. The salary is average, but public transportation is very expensive. , the economic development of the small town is very poor, and people wear a lot of colored glasses, which is very feudal.

Here, if a woman does not marry and have children, she is unhappy and her life is incomplete.

Daqing has been destroyed for a hundred years, Huaguo has entered a new century, and the remnants of feudal ideology are still playing in the heads of the residents of the small town.

Small towns cannot accommodate dreams, nor can they accommodate souls yearning for freedom and openness.

This is why Qian Xiyang is unwilling to return here regardless of economic factors.

People have many faces, and the people in small towns are hospitable and simple, which does not conflict with their meddling and conservative thinking.

He was in a daze here for a long time, and he didn't wait for the news from Su Jia. When he sat here for nearly an hour, his nerves jumped up and down, and then he watched the time pass by one second after another, and finally a Half an hour passed, and he still hadn't received any news from Su Jia.

He let out a sigh of relief, not knowing whether it was disappointment or joy.

In short, he still doesn't know how to face this extrajudicial lunatic Su, forgive him for being shameless, he always feels that what Su Hang said is somewhat reasonable, Su Jiashang may just like him to the point of madness.

Thinking of this, the corners of Qian Xiyang's lips curled up slightly, and he got up to make another bowl of noodles for himself, this time adding an egg and a sausage.

He waited here and waited until the convenience store clerk went to work, but he didn't wait for Su Gezi.

He was a little irritable. It stands to reason that the flight from Kyoto to the small town is only about two hours. He has been waiting for several hours. Whether Boss Su is alive or not, he must send him a message, right?

He pursed his lips and sent a WeChat message to Su Jia: [If you don't come, I'm going to City H by plane at night, and I had an appointment to travel there. 】

Su Jiashang did not reply.

Qian Xiyang was really sleepy, he set an alarm clock for himself, and fell asleep on the small dining table in the convenience store.

It doesn't matter, let him do whatever hairstyle he wants, Su Jiashang doesn't deserve to see Qian Xiyang's elaborate hairstyle!

He didn't know how long he had been asleep, but he was woken up by the continuous vibrating sound of his mobile phone on the desktop. He thought it was an alarm, and swiped the screen casually, but he didn't expect to receive a call.

A familiar yet unfamiliar cold tone came out of the microphone, with some unpleasantness in the tone, "It's not safe to be alone, I can go with you."

Qian Xiyang rubbed his forehead, he was a little dazed just after waking up, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, "I'm fine, I've been used to traveling all these years."

The person on the opposite side was unexpectedly blunt, "I have a relationship. I don't want to. You can't go."

Qian Xiyang was stunned when he heard the words, this blunt feeling really didn't match Su Jiashang's awkward and dead appearance, he was puzzled, he looked at the phone screen, it was the correct contact.

He asked again: "Are you sure you have the qualifications to restrain me now? Who are you to me? What do you do with my personal feelings?"

There was silence for a while, and you could vaguely hear the rubbing sound of the suitcase rollers against the marble floor when the crowd was moving around, and you could also hear the prompt music in the airport. Just when Qian Xiyang thought the other party had dropped the line, he heard over there say : "I'm your boss, I just don't allow you to go to H City to find Zhao Bicheng, otherwise your salary will be deducted."

Qian Xiyang: "..."

That's right, the familiar gossip is Su Jia Shangsu's boss!

When he heard the prompt from the airport, Qian Xiyang knew that the other party had already arrived in the small town. In order to reflect the local hospitality, the small airport of his family had to play a lengthy overview of the small town every time a flight landed, and finally added a sentence [Small town] You are welcome] and so on, the first time I heard it, I thought it was fresh, but after listening to it too much, I felt that the sand sculpture was magical.

Qian Xiyang said: "There is a snow-covered copper bull at the B1 exit, just stand there and don't move, I will bring oranges to you."

Qian Xiyang bought an orange-flavored lollipop in the store. After arranging his hair, he opened the door and walked out. He walked faster and faster, and gradually started running in the snow. When the cow was some distance away, he noticed the man with his back turned there.

Qian Xiyang slowed down, started tidying up his clothes, and then walked over at a leisurely pace.

The figure standing beside the copper bull was very thin. He was looking up at the tall bronze bull statue at the moment, and his back gave birth to countless desolation.

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, he seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly looked back.

Qian Xiyang couldn't help taking a half step back. The other person's outfit, except for the nostrils and eyes, was completely blocked by a strange mask. In short, this person looked a bit like he just came out of a bank after doing bad things.

He imagined many touching scenes when two people reunited, like when Su Jiashang twisted and hugged him and insisted on kissing him, Qian Xiyang pushed him away with a look of disgust, or the two hugged each other excitedly , It is difficult to separate for a long time.

But the dress of the person in front of him was completely unexpected.

Qian Xiyang recognized this person as the basis for Su Jia, only relying on the expensive LV limited edition suitcase next to him.

He opened his mouth, intending to say something more literary [Long time no see], but the result was: "Okay, the hero, spare your life?"

The author says:

不愧是你感谢在2020-09-2322:26:29~2020-09-2523:20:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Gezi’s Momo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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