Chapter 19(1/2)
Korean man? No wonder he is so handsome and has a standout temperament.
The salesman smiled politely, looked at the information on the form he filled in again, and was a little surprised: "Sir, live in Xinghewan?"
"Yes."
"Okay, at 10 a.m. the day after tomorrow, our staff will come on time. We will definitely clean it before you check in. Thank you for your appointment."
After the salesperson made arrangements, the man thanked him, and walked out of the Little Swan Cleaning Company with his leisurely trouser pocket in one hand and the backpack that was placed on his left shoulder in the other hand.
The sunlight outside shook through the layers of leaves, swaying mottledly, and fell on the silver cross earrings of the man's left ear, reflecting a dazzling brilliance.
The light red lips seem to have a natural curve, and they make people feel very close without words.
the next day.
It is said that it rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, but today's weather is unexpectedly good, with warm wind and sunlight, so it will not be cold even if you wear a thin chiffon shirt.
Jiang Chen took a deep breath of sweet air and felt comfortable for only two seconds. Then he continued to turn back with grievances and greeted the little swan's cleaning aunts.
It's too difficult for him to do this family.
"Aunt Zhang, you have to use a cleaner to sew the window, otherwise the gray stains will not be erased... Yes, Aunt Wang has to move it away, I'll do it..."
Model worker Jiang Chen quickly had a common topic with the cleaning aunts, and the aunts were always very capable of chatting.
The aunts don’t know which region’s hybrid dialect, and they work very carefully while talking about it—
Aunt Zhang: "Little Axe knows a lot. She is so young, has a partner to beat him?"
Aunt Wang: "I'm sure I'm missing!"
Aunt Zhang: "How can you suck it?"
Aunt Wang: "Yeah, you'll be like four students if you blind!"
Aunt Zhang mysteriously leaned over: "How old is the little axe? Auntie introduces you to a little mushroom and you want it?"
Jiang Chen blushed and waved his hand shyly: "Hehe...it's still early or early..."
At this time, Jiang Yan walked down the stairs, her dark blue jeans were neither loose nor tight, and her upper body was a pure black chiffon shirt. Her simple and restrained outfit made her look a little serious.
She tied her high ponytail today, casual and beautiful, and she rarely had a small bag cross-body, as if she was about to go out.
Jiang Chen stepped forward and leaned on the railing: "Sister, are you going to go out?"
Jiang Yan stood in front of him, and compared to usual, she was emotional and even a little sad.
"Well, I'll be back late. Don't forget to return to school at 4 pm. An Ran is nearby. I'll ask her to give you it." She took out about ten hundred yuan from her wallet and handed it to him. "I've also transferred money on your campus card, enough for you to use next week."
Jiang Chen took it with a smile and said, "Thank you, Lord, Longyou!"
After Jiang Yan gave a few words, she went straight out.
The aunts couldn't stop whispering to each other—
"Oh yo yo yo... How beautiful are these mushrooms..."
"Beautiful, very beautiful, I'm good to me!"
No matter how bullying is, his sister never treats him badly. Jiang Chen happily put his life into his pocket, and then he pondered himself.
Why does she seem to be in high spirits today?
Cemetery No. 7, North District, City A.
Jiang Yan did not drive, and she took a taxi. It was nearly three hours away. It was already afternoon when she arrived.
She waited alone outside the entrance of the cemetery for a long time, as if she was deliberately avoiding a certain time.
As it was almost evening, the number of people visiting the graves and worshiping ancestors gradually decreased, so she slowly stepped onto the hundred-story stairs of the cemetery and stopped in front of a marble tombstone in the east corner.
The wine stains sprinkled on the ground were not dry, and the incense sticks lit in the incense burner were still burning silently.
Obviously someone has come.
Jiang Yan gently leaned the bunch of white chrysanthemums held in her arms against the tombstone.
Alone, quietly looking at the black tombstone in front of her, every word engraved in hot gold made her eyes unconsciously sore and swollen.
I don’t know how long it took, but the figures in the cemetery became increasingly rare, and the incense had already gone out, and some burnt ashes fell.
The cemetery was dead.
It was not until the sky became dark that she lowered her red eyes and sighed slightly.
The dead branches under her feet sounded softly, and she left sideways.
When she returned to City C, the moon was rising.
After looking at his phone, it was almost 22 o'clock. Jiang Chen had already returned to school and started his new week of school (prison) and kindergarten (prison).
Jiang Yan pinched her neck. The day of running around made her a little tired, and she wanted to fall into the soft bed immediately.
She searched in her bag for a while.
“…”
Go back and forth again.
“???”
Where is the key?
After a while, Jiang Yan stood at the door of her house in a daze, and a bleak night wind blew by—
She left the key in the room.
"Hey..." Close your eyes, your ID card is not around, and the hotel does not take her in Huaguoshan.
She was so tired that she was too tired to do her sad expression, but she felt like thousands of groundhogs screaming: Ahhhhh I'll strangle you to death!!
In the vast night, she subconsciously looked at the building opposite, and there was no light.
After a moment of silence, Jiang Yan initiated a WeChat group voice message—
Xia Xia: "Yan Yan? I'm so late and chatting with my sisters. Do you miss me?"
An Ran: "I'll say it first, sister, I can only chat with you for ten minutes today."
Jiang Yan was depressed and explained the cause and effect.
"Who of you took me in for one night?"
The two opposite were silent for a few seconds.
An Ran murmured in a low voice: "Well... Yan Yan, I'm not convenient today."
Jiang Yan's ears stood up and she heard the voice of a man who seemed to be there and there.
"Okay, you're safe," Jiang Yan quickly understood and cursed: "It's true that you value sex and over friends!"
An Ran coughed and called Ma Hu: "Xia Xia, go and pick Yan Yan up. It is not safe for the girl to be alone outside at night."
“…”
Jiang Yan waited for a while: "Xia Xia?" Where is the person?
A weak and cowardly voice came: "I, too..."
Depend on!
Jiang Yan almost didn't lift it up in one breath, walked quickly to the middle of the road, and took several deep breaths to the sky.
"It's not me," she supported her hands and pointed at her phone: "Why are you all applauding love during the Qingming Festival?"
Xia Xia: "Hurry up, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, Yan Yan, you don't understand. How can you say this deep love?
An Ran: "That's right, there is a saying that love doesn't know where it arises, and it goes deeper..."
"It fades again, and it loses three times!"
Jiang Yan scolded angrily, "Dao, you are all in pairs, just a single dog!"
Ho, woman.
She was wondering whether to stay at a nearby 24-hour convenience store for a night, and when it was dawn, she found someone to unlock the lock.
At this time, a car slowly approached in the distance, and the warm lights turned from dark to light, illuminating her in the night.
It was not until the low horn sound penetrated into his eardrums that Jiang Yan noticed that the car behind him was honking at her and looked sideways.
"!"
Her eyes lit up suddenly, as if she was not the same person as the one who was depressed in the cemetery before.
She didn't speak for a long time, and the two people in her voice suddenly discovered their conscience-
Xia Xia: "Yan Yan, sisters, you can't leave you alone. You wait. I'll go to Yuanzhou to open a big bed room for you!"
An Ran: "This can be found, Yan Yan, do you want me to pick you up?"
"No," Jiang Yan's eyes fell on the SUV and changed her mouth to perfunctory, "You guys sleep, be happy."
After saying that, he logged out of WeChat.
To be continued...