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Chapter 635 Going to Tokyo

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    "Sister, are you still not going back to your hometown during the Ghost Festival this time?"

    Weng Yao asked his cousin who was lying on the sofa reading a book.

    "Yeah." Weng Nanxi responded in one stroke, focusing entirely on the book.

    The Ghost Festival, commonly known as the Ghost Festival, is a custom for people to worship their ancestors.  After entering modern times, activities of playing ghosts and ghosts also began. On the night of the festival, hundreds of ghosts walk at night, which is very fun.

    Weng Nanxi has no interest in pretending to be a ghost, and she is even less interested in worshiping ancestors.  Since she came out, she has never returned to her hometown. From then on, such customary festivals have nothing to do with her.  For her, the festival only means that she can earn more than usual during commercial performances.  Now, her main and side businesses are all developing well, and she no longer has to take advantage of the holidays to take on more commercial performances like before.

    "I'll go back this year." Weng Yao said softly.

    Weng Nanxi raised her eyes and glanced at her cousin, "It's up to you."

    "Sister, it's been so many years, you"

    "Take care of yourself."

    Weng Yao took a deep breath, stopped talking, lowered her head and silently packed her last belongings in this home.

    After packing this luggage, she will move out of here completely.

    She came to Shanghai in the fall of the year before last and moved in here anxiously, where she stayed for nearly two years.  She spent her training career here before her debut, learning how to be an idol artist. After her debut, she listened to various guidance from her cousin here and learned how to be a good star.

    Weng Yao once thought that she would always live with her cousin and follow in her footsteps.

    But after what happened to Han Jue, everything changed.  At first, in order to avoid her cousin, she went to live in the dormitory for a few days. After April, she began to intentionally increase the number of days she lived in the dormitory.  Instead of coming back every other week, I now come back every other month. Every time I come, I take some luggage with me, from clothes to lamps, from socks to dolls.

    Today is the last trip.

    Weng Yao really feels like he has graduated from school.

    ¡°Sister, can I take a few of these books with me?¡± Weng Yao asked her cousin, holding up a few books.

    Weng Nanxi nodded: "Take it."

    "Shall I take these with me too? Sooner or later they will die if left here." Weng Yao pointed to the only green potted plant in the living room.

    Weng Nanxi was silent for a moment and then said: "You bought it originally. Take it away if you want."

    Weng Yao immediately picked up the pot of orchids.

    At this time, Weng Nanxi asked a question:

    "When did we not have potted plants in front of our house?"

    "This happened last year, I don't remember it." Weng Yao didn't understand why her cousin, who never cared about flowers and grass, suddenly asked about this, but she still thought about it carefully, "I remember it was "909"  After it was over, I came back one time and saw that they were all dead, so I took them away and threw them away.¡±

    "Didn't find anything?" Weng Nanxi had already put down the book.

    Weng Yao met his cousin's gaze and found that her cousin's eyes were so deep, scary and oppressive.

    Weng Yao held his breath and confirmed it carefully, then shook his head: "No."

    "What about when you watered the potted plants at the door?"

    "nor."

    "What did you find?" Weng Yao recalled for a moment and shook his head, "What did you find?"

    The former sentence is a question, and the latter sentence is a rhetorical question.

    Weng Nanxi did not answer, but picked up the book and continued reading.

    Weng Yao has become accustomed to her cousin's attitude of never answering questions about personal matters.  But after leaving this time, she didn't know when she would see her cousin again. She had something to ask.

    "Sister, I've actually wanted to ask you this for a long time," Weng Yao asked curiously: "You don't grow flowers and plants, how come you have that potted plant?"

    Weng Nanxi still didn¡¯t answer. She looked at the words in the book, but those words rarely entered her head.

    That potted plant

    He bought that potted plant.

    He knew that she didn¡¯t like plants, and she didn¡¯t like to take care of them when she was homeless all year round, so he put out a potted plant, and every time he came to her house to see her on the pretext of taking care of the potted plant.  The so-called care is nothing more than pouring a cup of water on the potted plant outside the door after entering the door, then soaking in the house for a whole day, pouring another cup of water when leaving, and making an appointment with the plant to see it next time.

    After they broke up, she wanted to return all the potted plants and the box of letters to him, but things kept getting delayed. In the end, she just took the carton and forgot about the potted plants.  WhenIt¡¯s a story about a second female lead, isn¡¯t it?  "

    Weng Nanxi turned to look at her cousin and said calmly: "Get out."

    "Ha." Weng Yao chuckled gracefully and calmly, glanced at his cousin with disdain in his eyes, pulled the suitcase and hugged the potted plant, and left.  Little did he know that at this moment, he actually looked the most charming as [Little Weng Nanxi].

    "Bang!" The door was closed.

    Weng Nanxi took a few deep breaths, lowered her head and wanted to immerse herself in the book, but found that she couldn't calm down.

    The cousin¡¯s resistance was not the culprit of her unstable mood, but mainly because of Han Jue.

    A person can control his emotions and expressions, but he cannot control his memories.

    After returning from the [Modu Film Festival], she almost suffered from [Han Jue's sequelae]. She couldn't hear the word Han Jue, even if she stayed at her own home, but even in her own home, she couldn't help but think of Han Jue.  .  When she thought of Han Jue, the misfortune of love suddenly hit her and overwhelmed her.

    Weng Nanxi exhaled a long breath, raised her head and looked around at her home.

    Weng Yao took away all the things that smelled of her, and the whole room suddenly became empty and monotonous again.

    Weng Nanxi used to be a person who filled the emptiness with a strong spirit, but now she feels that her home is empty and lifeless like never before.

    In the past, before Weng Yao came, this place was not like this

    Weng Nanxi put down her book and picked up her mobile phone.

    Staring at a certain piece of news in her hand, after a while, Weng Nanxi made a decision in her heart, resolutely opened the address book, found her assistant, and made a call.

    The call was connected in the fifth second.

    "Hello, Sister Nan?"

    "Come downstairs to my house in half an hour and help me book a ticket to Tokyo." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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