"Haha... Suzuran, you are such a sweetheart!" Aunt Susan bent over and picked the largest apple from the shopping bag and threw it to Yao Xiaojing. She frowned again when she saw the small amount of mineral water on the ground.
He worriedly said: "People all over New York went to supermarkets to buy drinking water, and all the water shelves were emptied. It's really embarrassing. Are they afraid of the typhoon forever?"
"It's a herd mentality, Aunt Susan."
"I don't understand. Anyway, I feel uncomfortable looking at the empty shelves." She picked up the shopping bag and found the rich ingredients inside. Her expression quickly turned from gloomy to sunny: "Oh, by the way, girls and boys, we have Indian curry for lunch today.
, do you have any opinions?”
"Aren't you going home after breakfast? Aunt Susan." Aunt Susan will leave after cooking every day. She has a son and three daughters, and a large family to take care of.
Susan smiled and answered: "Yes, the wind is too strong today. I don't want to be blown away by the wind."
"Ouch----------" Yao Xiaojing screamed happily and rushed forward to hug Susan's round body.
"It's great, I finally don't have to be alone today." She seemed to think that her performance was not enough to express her joy. Next, she completely ignored the fact that she had not brushed her teeth after waking up and had not washed the apple, lowered her head and clicked
He bit into a large piece of apple and stuffed his mouth full.
Susan laughed loudly, took her hand and led her to the kitchen: "I bought you your favorite ice cream cone, chocolate one, it's delicious..."
"Oh...how can I thank you, Aunt Susan..." Her voice was sweet and soft, with a unique charm that heated up this small world.
"Suzuran...."
The voice gradually faded away. When Sonny stood at the door saw this warm scene, his eyes slowly softened and the corners of his cold lips raised. He took one last look at the slim figure hidden in the corner and tightened his grip.
The raincoat in hand faces the wind and rain.
With Aunt Susan as her companion, Yao Xiaojing suddenly felt much happier. She took a shower and changed into a light T-shirt and white jeans. She tied up her high ponytail and wore a pair of open-toed sandals, which appropriately expressed her desire for freedom.
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Squatting on the kitchen floor, using tools to peel potatoes for lunch, chatting with Aunt Susan while working.
"Suzuran, why do I feel like you are my little daughter?" Susan cut the meat and looked at the beautiful Chinese girl out of the corner of her eye.
"How old is your little daughter?" Aunt Susan is 60 years old this year, and her little daughter should be 20 years old this year.
"She is 18 years old. She is studying in college in New York. She usually likes T-shirts and jeans. When I saw you, I thought I had met her." When Susan mentioned her little daughter, a happy light appeared on her round face.
Yao Xiaojing touched her nose with a finger stained with potato skins and said, "But I am already 26 years old. Aunt Susan, are you praising me for being young?"
Susan laughed loudly. She put the ingredients on the plate, looked back at Yao Xiaojing and said, "Suzuran, in my heart, you will always be as young and cute as my little daughter."
Yao Xiaojing also smiled. In this typhoon-raging weather, she felt the warmth from a foreign land. This warm warmth was not only brought to her by Aunt Susan, but also by the special soldiers outside the window who were not afraid of the wind and rain.
They also brought her a sense of stability and warmth.
Aunt Susan's Indian curry was prepared for 10 people. Unexpectedly, on the eve of the meal, Yao Xiaojing, who was taking advantage of the time to deal with emails in the house, was alerted by the noise in the yard.
She faintly heard the sound of several special forces soldiers who were resting in the right half of the room running quickly, and heard someone loudly telling Aunt Susan not to make any sound! Immediately afterwards, there was a knock on her door.
"Bang bang bang...Ms. Suzuran, the person to pick you up is here..."
Yao Xiaojing jumped up from the carpet and almost knocked over the laptop next to her.
Is the person picking her up here? Are they going to take her back to Beijing? After being in claustrophobia for nearly 5 days, she is finally free! I don’t know if the wind and rain outside have stopped, and I don’t know if our compatriots are in such a bad situation.
How to cross the Pacific to New York under the weather conditions.
"Thank you! I'll come------" She put on her open-toed sandals casually and ran towards the door with great strides. Susan reminded her behind her to be careful of the steps under her feet, but the kind reminder was still too late.
At one step, her shoelaces were not fastened, and she tripped over an obstacle. Her body swayed, and before she could even scream, she fell forward.
"Suzuran---------" is Aunt Susan...
"Xiao Jing------------" A figure seemed to have descended from heaven, snatching her up before she could hug Mother Earth intimately. Dressed in familiar olive green, a voice engraved in the bone marrow
The sound of nature called, and a handsome major who made her burst into tears instantly appeared in front of her miraculously.
For a long time, Yao Xiaojing couldn't believe that what happened was true.
Mu Feng, her Mu Feng, is here.
There were traces of wind and rain on his shoulders and hat, and his angular face seemed to have been washed away by the rain. The cold breath was relieved, and his deep eyes were filled with deep concern.
"Xiaojing...are you okay?" Chen Mufeng tried his best to control the urge to hold her in his arms. A few centimeters away, his piercing eyes were locked on her beautiful face. She wouldn't know,
In order to rush to New York as soon as possible, he almost turned over Uncle Su's table. It seemed that it was not just that. In order to see his Xiaojing as soon as possible, he ran from the typhoon-ravaged New York military airport to the US military that received them.
Office. A group of guys who were hiding in their comfort zone surfing the Internet and listening to music, waiting for the storm to subside before going to pick up the Chinese soldiers, became a mess because of his appearance...
A faint smile appeared on his face. For her, and only she, he could make himself forget his identity and mission and do so many shocking and crazy actions.
Yao Xiaojing was stunned for a few seconds, staring at him blankly, her eyes gradually turning red.
"Mu Feng-------------" She suddenly shouted, ignoring so many pairs of surprised eyes, and rushed straight into his generous embrace.