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Chapter Thirty-Five

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    The day when Yang Jishen returned to Mexico City was the warmest day in recent days. He took the train for seven or eight hours, and it happened to be noon when he arrived at the station.

    When he left his hometown at the age of eighteen, he would only go back during the New Year. Wang Liyun died in the winter, about four or five days after the year.  At that time, after a simple funeral, he brought the ashes back to his hometown and bought a place in the cemetery over there. Her tomb was five rows away from Yang Chao's.  I don't know if it was a coincidence or God's will, Yang Chao also died in winter, which was very close to Wang Liyun's death date.

    Coincidentally, Yang Chao was not the only one. It was also winter when Lin Zhixia had a car accident, it was winter when Lin Zhixia went abroad, and it was also winter when his ashes were brought back to China.

    At that time, Yang Jichen felt that it was outrageously evil, and winter became the season he hated the most throughout the year.

    After Yang Jishen got out of the station, he bought Bao Yuxi at a nearby grocery store. Under the warm sunshine, his whole body began to stretch out. He was crowded on the train all morning, and he sat in the small and crowded seat, almost falling apart.

    Yang Jishen smoked a cigarette, took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his down jacket, flipped through the text message records with Jiang Huan, raised his eyebrows slightly, and quickly typed a line with his long fingers: I'm back.

    Every night he would ask what she was doing, but he hadn't received her text message for two or three days.  Jiang Xun also explicitly forbade him to talk to her, saying that he had to do homework at night, and Yang Jishen never called her again.

    ? Yang Jishen took a puff of cigarette, stared at the screen for a while, laughed, and whispered: "The little girl is quite busy."

    He put away his mobile phone, put one hand in the pocket of the down jacket, held a cigarette in the other, walked slowly to the side of the road, and stopped a taxi casually.

    When arriving at Erxiekou, Yang Jishen received a call from Zhang Jiakai.

    Zhang Jiakai: "Brother, when are you coming back? Zhou Shu and He Kai are going back to their hometown tonight, and they will be back in June."

    Yang Jishen gave the taxi driver thirty yuan, got out of the car with his backpack, walked into the yard, opened the door and said, "I'm back."

    Zhang Jiakai on the other end was stunned, "What time did you arrive? Why didn't I hear you mention it?"

    "I made a temporary decision to come back yesterday."

    "We are going to have a breakup dinner, and then go to the bar to have fun, I will give you the address."

    "OK."

    Even after leaving for half a month, there will be a musty smell when there is no one in the room. Yang Jishen opened the window to ventilate, but there was a pause when he opened the door in the room.

    The window curtains of Jiang Xun on the opposite side were not drawn, and the sun shone into her room. There were neatly folded floral bedding, a big octopus next to the pillow, an old dark wood desk, and a row of books on the desk were slightly tilted.  There, colorful post-it notes are pasted on the wall, and the girl's room looks very warm and comfortable, just like her.

    After staying in his hometown for more than ten days, Yang Jichen was lying on the bed and dreaming of her.

    With a slender figure and a ball head, she will wrap her beautiful fair neck with a big red scarf, her small head is half-drawn, and every time she teases her, she will open her eyes and blink, her face flushed like a peach blossom in March  .

    He couldn't tell what was special about Jiang Xuan, and when he saw her for the first time, he just thought she was a teenage yellow-haired girl with no hair at all.

    Yang Jichen has come into contact with all kinds of women, whether they are gentle and considerate, sexy or enchanting, their skins are just skins, no matter how good their personalities are, if they don't get along, they just don't get along.

    Being in the same circle, those women were too depressing for him.

    It's not like her, it's so fun to tease, not twitchy or contrived, all he gives him is the most authentic and purest reaction.

    He can laugh just thinking about it.

    During those half months, Yang Jishen lived in Wang Liyun's parents' house, that is, the house of his grandparents. The two elders were still alive and in good health. Although he suffered a serious illness because of the incident back then, he has now relieved a lot and lives as usual.

    They are also Yang Jishen's only relatives in his hometown, except for those uncles and uncles. Back then, the Yang family went bankrupt and all their assets were seized and sold. No one stepped forward to help.  Although Wang Liyun is soft-tempered, she also has her arrogance. She took some relief money from her parents and fled to other places with Yang Jichen.  Parents, Wang Liyun also helped the two elders move to a remote small county town. The two elderly people were too old to follow her, and they were unwilling to leave their hometown. They said they were moving, but in fact they were like mice hiding from cats.  Everyone lives carefully.

    The two old people are getting old, and they always talk about two things, one is Xiao Shen, have you found a job, don't play with that car, there is no future.  The second is Xiao Shen, you are also in your twenties, it's time to find a partner, grandpa and grandma want to be here?Jichen squeezed the glass, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Little boy?"

    Zhang Jiakai deliberately stimulated him, "I heard that he is quite handsome, and he is very diligent in chasing him."

    Yang Jichen drank it all in one gulp, leaned lazily on the sofa chair, and sneered disdainfully.

    No wonder that smelly girl didn't reply to his text messages anymore.

    Zhang Jiakai: "It's different because it's close. I've been in the same space during the day, and there are too many opportunities to get in touch. Brother, I think you may have to think about this house again, or you will buy it and no one will live in it."

    Yang Jichen snorted coldly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Really? This is called being close?"

    Zhang Jiakai felt that he smiled confidently, as if he was planning something.

    He originally thought that Yang Jichen's love for her, Jiang Piao, was just ordinary. He didn't expect that after a holiday, even the house had been considered.

    ?After the meal, everyone was a little drunk. After sitting there for a while, Yang Jichen got up to leave. After walking a few steps, he looked back at Zhang Jiakai, "Let's go together?"

    Zhang Jiakai smiled, "Yunxian is going to have a banquet tonight, so I won't pick her up."

    What he said just now was all nonsense for the purpose of eliciting Jiang Yu's affairs. Yang Jichen took a look at him and walked away slowly.

    Xu Zhixia took her bag and chased after her.

    The winter evening is solemn and boring, the light in the clouds is dim, the pedestrians on the cold and windy street are in a hurry, the street lights have been turned on, and the halo falling on the asphalt road is like a circle.

    "Ah Chen!" Xu Zhixia stopped him.

    Yang Jishen was covering his hands and lighting a cigarette. Hearing the sound, he raised his eyes to see that Xu Zhixia's long hair was fluttering, and his face was obviously drunk.

    "What's wrong?" he asked.

    Xu Zhixia clutched her bag tightly with both hands, and asked, "Is her is her mother okay?"

    Yang Jishen closed the lighter, took down the cigarette from his mouth, "It's okay."

    "Next time you go back, I'll be with you. I want to visit her too."

    Yang Jishen smiled slightly, "Zhixia, you don't have to worry about these things, it has nothing to do with you."

    "I¡­¡­"

    Yang Jishen: "I'll go first if it's okay."

    "Are you going to find Jiang Xuan?"

    "Um."

    "The house you said was really for her?"

    "Otherwise, who else could it be for?"

    His tone was inexplicably doting, Xu Zhixia was stunned, the cold wind could not blow away her drunkenness, her mind was buzzing, and she felt flustered.

    Xu Zhixia blurted out: "What do you like about her?"

    Yang Jishen did not answer her, only said: "You are a little drunk, ask them to take you back, I will go first."

    He didn't give her a chance to speak again, and got into the taxi with a cigarette between his hands.

    And Jiang Yan at the other end of the school seemed to be a thief, and fled the classroom as soon as school was over. Ji Yunxian would habitually glance at her mobile phone after class. There was a text message from Zhang Jiakai on it, saying, Brother Shen is back.

    Before Ji Yunxian had time to speak, Jiang Xuan had disappeared without a trace.

    Jiang Yu wanted to catch the bus that was earlier to go back, so that he might be able to avoid the boy, but he was stopped at the school gate.

    The boy smiled brightly, and said the same words, "Senior sister, I will take you home."

    Jiang Xun's face turned into a bitter gourd, and the two of them had a stalemate at the bus stop for a while, and she had to get on when the bus came.

    There was an uncle next to him who was anxious to get in the car first. His generous body bumped away from Jiang Xun and went up first. The boy stretched out his hand to help Jiang Xun down.

    "Sister, be careful."

    "Oh, thank you."

    Jiang Xun immediately dodged and kept a little distance from him. The students around were coming and going, chattering, and the voices were noisy. In this noise, Jiang Xun always felt that something was watching her, and she shivered suddenly.

    The bus drove to the next stop with its heavy body.

    Yang Jichen took the milk tea he had just picked up from the store, and sat in the taxi smoking with the window half open.

    Well, very good, and embraced.

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