"When did you start to be so sentimental?" Liu Heng chuckled, "Speaking of which, during your five years of traveling around the world, didn't you have a beautiful encounter or something?"
Jiao Yang chuckled, "Of course we can meet by chance, but no woman is willing to give birth to a child for me."
"I don't believe it. As long as you wave your hand, people who want to give birth to you will be lined up from the airport to the front door!" Liu Heng joked, then turned serious, "I have booked your hotel for you, what do you like?"
Whether it’s a house, an apartment or a villa, I’ll help you arrange it as soon as possible!”
"The villa I bought before is still there. Just send it to me. Return the hotel room and I'll save some money for ATV." Jiao Yang said calmly.
The car drove into the city. Following Jiao Yang's instructions, the driver drove directly into the Waterfront Champs Elysees. The two got out of the car together. Jiao Yang raised his face to look at this long-lost villa, walked forward, and opened the password lock.
Walk into the foyer, turn on the switch, and the lights in the foyer will come on immediately.
"You haven't eaten yet, how about I go and have something with you?" Putting the suitcase in his hand on the corner of the porch, Liu Heng asked with concern, "I remember that you loved our old Beijing hot pot the most at that time.
Let’s go make a pot of boiling water?”
Jiao Yang shrugged, "I ate it on the plane. It's getting late. Let's go back early."
"Okay then, I'll leave first. You have a good rest. I'll ask the driver to pick you up early tomorrow morning?"
"No, I guess the two cars in the garage can still be used. If they break down on the road, I'll call you."
"Okay." Liu Heng smiled and handed over his business card. "It has my number on it. You can call me at any time. You must be very tired after flying for so long. You should go to bed early."
After sending Liu Heng out and watching his car go away, Jiao Yang walked in again and closed the door tightly. He dragged the suitcase to the living room and walked into the kitchen.
There is a thick layer of dust on the kitchen countertop.
He frowned and opened the refrigerator. The refrigerator was powered on and had just started working. There was an open can inside. Among the green fluff, a tender white mushroom was particularly obvious.
"Is this a surprise?!"
Jiao Yang took out the can that had already gone bad from the refrigerator, looked at the small mushrooms on it, and instead of throwing it away, he took it out and put it on the coffee table in the living room.
After taking off the dustproof cloth covering the sofa, Jiao Yang directly dragged the suitcase over and opened the zipper.
After looking at the clothes inside, he opened the mezzanine of the suitcase and took out the contents.
A CD and a letter.
The CD is Luo Xiaoqian's album CD, with her signature on one corner. Even though time has passed, her smile is still bright.
There is no postmark on the envelope, only a few simple and elegant words - Jiao Yang, sincerely.
Holding the envelope with two slender fingers, Jiao Yang carefully took out the letter paper from inside and unfolded it.
The handwriting on the letter paper is very neat, and it is not only in Chinese, but also in English below. It seems that the person who wrote the letter is afraid that he will not understand it.
"Jiao Yang:
First of all, I would like to say sorry. Please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye. Thank you for everything you have done for me before. Although the word "thank you" is so superficial and weak, it is a pity that I can only bear you in this life.
…”
After reading the letter word by word, Jiao Yang raised his face and stared at the roof.
"It's been five years, Xiaoqian, where on earth have you been?!"
