The Most Beautiful Years Met You [Thirty] Her Trip to Yunnan
Airport, waiting hall.
After Ye Hehuan pressed down the phone, he reached out to Qin Shousheng who was sitting next to him and raised his eyebrows proudly: "You lost, one hundred yuan."
"Just scream!"
Qin Shousheng took out a red renminbi from his wallet and reluctantly slapped it on her palm.
Ye Hehuan took the two corners of the banknote and shined it in the bright light. After confirming that it was genuine, he kissed the banknote and put it in his pocket.
Qin Shousheng looked disgusted: "Are you disgusting..."
"What's disgusting? These are my parents!"
Ye Hehuan was humming a song and was in a particularly good mood. Qin Shousheng came over and asked, "Did your grandfather really drive your father and stepmother's family out?"
Ye Zanwen doesn't want to see her so much, and she just doesn't like this 'father' either. Since he feels that Yin Lian has been wronged, can he live a straight life by moving out of the house and singing as a serf in another house?
"You are not afraid that your father will cut off your financial resources."
Ye Hehuan curled his lips and said disapprovingly: "If he dares to break up, I will dare to return to China and go on people's livelihood programs to increase his popularity."
Qin Shousheng shuddered, which is indeed the most poisonous thing to a woman's heart...
He glanced at the ticket on her lap: "Do you really plan to go to Ottawa first?"
"Yeah." Ye Hehuan thought of Yan Yu there, his smile became brighter, and he nudged Qin Shousheng with his elbow: "Maybe you will come to Ottawa to see me next time."
Qin Shousheng laughed twice: "I haven't even written the eight characters yet."
Ye Hehuan rolled his eyes at him, looked at his passport, and said, "Who said that Ayu proposed to me without a glance."
"Just the time he got drunk a week after arriving in Ottawa?"
"What's wrong with being drunk?" Ye Hehuan couldn't help but look at his indifferent expression: "Don't you know there is a saying that you tell the truth after drinking?"
"Did he formally propose to you after he sobered up?"
"..."
After Yan Yu woke up, he forgot what he said on the phone that night. She was so frightened when she received the call in the early morning that she naturally wouldn't take the initiative to mention it the next day.
Qin Shousheng saw that she was silent, laughing so hard that she deserved to be beaten, with an expression like "I knew it was like this".
"I think... why not buy a plane ticket and go back to Vancouver first?" Qin Shousheng's voice suddenly became serious, and the smile faded from his face. In exchange for Ye Hehuan's glare, he smiled playfully again: "You are planning a surprise attack.
, if you see something bad, you will have to live on the street."
"Can't you say something nice?" Ye Hehuan pretended to be angry and pinched his neck.
"Wait... wait..." Qin Shousheng suddenly grabbed her hand, glanced at a certain location, his eyes almost stared straight, and said to Ye Hehuan in a low voice: "Look over there, isn't it?
Your aunt?"
Ye Hehuan looked in the direction he pointed and saw Han Jingqiu, who was dressed in fashionable clothes and wearing sunglasses.
Seeing that Han Jingqiu was looking this way, Ye Hehuan hurriedly picked up his passport to cover his side face, and Qin Shousheng's head was also slapped down by her.
"What are you doing? It's a shameful thing to do."
Ye Hehuan slowly opened his passport and looked over with a pair of cat's eyes. Han Jingqiu's back was turned to this side, and a man was already standing in front of her. Their movements were slightly intimate.
"That... doesn't seem to be your uncle." Qin Shousheng glanced at her and said seriously.
The man looked gentle and fair, in his mid-twenties, tall and thin. While chatting and laughing, he hugged Han Jingqiu and kissed the corner of her mouth.
"This man must be a jerk."
Ye Hehuan looked at Qin Shousheng from the corner of his eye: "You know all this?"
Qin Shousheng was still sizing up the man who kissed Han Jingqiu in public, while answering her: "I've seen this a lot, and my experience will naturally come out. But judging from his appearance, he should be in the closet. Now I meet your aunt
, it is very likely that it has become straight again.”
A flight to Dubai was announced on the radio, and Han Jingqiu and her baby left holding each other in their arms.
So, while Ye Hehuan was waiting for the flight, the two had a heated discussion on whether the "shaking m" was true love for Han Jingqiu or whether it was to defraud Han Jingqiu.
But no one thought of calling Han Jingqiu to vaguely remind her.
Some things are thankless and may even cause a mess.
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At the security checkpoint, Qin Shousheng returned the handbag to Ye Hehuan, not forgetting to tell him: "When you arrive in Ottawa, remember to call to report that you are safe."
Ye Hehuan hugged him, then went through the security check. After passing through, he turned back and waved to him.
On the plane, before turning off the phone, Ye Hehuan called Yan Yu again, but the signal was still busy. This was why she was in a hurry to go to Ottawa. She was worried that something might happen to Yan Yu.
After hanging up the phone, Ye Hehuan edited a text message and sent it, telling him that he was on a plane to Toronto and then connecting to Ottawa.
On this flight, she found that there were very few passengers alone.
To the side and in front, a mother and daughter sat. The mother was feeding her seven or eight-year-old daughter, with a gentle smile and a tone of voice full of love.
Ye Hehuan turned away and covered his face with the thin blanket.
In fact, in the nursing home that day, she only glanced at Han Minjing from a distance.
Han Minjing was sitting on a chair by the window, basking in the sun. She had beautiful facial features and fair skin. Her long hair, which was like ink a few years ago, has now become short. She sat there quietly, with a blue temperament, and was wearing a sanatorium patient's uniform.
The faint fine lines at the corners of her eyes indicate that she has entered middle age.
The female nurse passed by Ye Hehuan, took a second look, and then entered the ward. She was holding a white jasmine flower in her hand.
Han Minjing smiled when she saw the flower, and carefully held it in her arms, showing a trace of shyness in her expression.
She lowered her head to smell the jasmine flowers, raised her head to look at the nurse lovingly, and said softly: "I like flowers very much, thank you, Awen."
Back then, when Ye Zanwen was pursuing Han Minjing, in order to win the beauty's favor, he would put a jasmine flower on the Han family's mailbox every day.
Ye Hehuan stood by the door, looking at the woman immersed in happiness. For a moment, he wanted to rush in and tell her that Ye Zanwen's favorite had already become lilies.
…
The plane landed in Toronto. Ye Hehuan was so sleepy that he followed the other passengers to transfer.
It was already past 9pm when we arrived in Ottawa.
Ye Hehuan turned on his cell phone and saw several missed calls and unread text messages, but none of them were from Yan Yu.
After checking that it was safe, she dialed Yan Yu's mobile phone number again, but there was only a busy signal.
Sitting on a chair next to the airport lobby, Ye Hehuan waited for a long time. As time passed, fewer and fewer people came and went. Yan Yu's cell phone was always turned off.
She only knew the company where Yan Yu worked, but did not know where he lived specifically, nor did she know his colleagues and friends in Ottawa.
After checking the time, Ye Hehuan dragged his trolley suitcase out of the airport, got into a taxi, and gave the address of Yanyu Company in English.
The driver kindly told her that there were office buildings in that area and there were probably no people there now. He also introduced her to some cheaper hotels.
Ye Hehuan thought for a while and followed the driver's suggestion.
…
She stayed one night in a hotel close to Yan Yu's workplace.
Early the next morning, they found that Yan Yu's phone number was still unreachable. Ye Hehuan bought a piece of bread and hurriedly went to squat downstairs in the company.
From seven o'clock to nine-thirty, she didn't wait until Yan Yu appeared at the door of the company.
Her legs were numb, and when she was bending over and beating her knees, a white man with blond hair and black eyes opened the door and came out of the office building while talking on the phone.
Ye Hehuan vaguely heard Yan Yu's name. After the man hung up the phone, he was about to get into a car. Regardless of etiquette, he stepped forward and grabbed his suit sleeve and asked him in proficient English.
Do you know a Chinese man named Yan Yu who works here?
The white man saw that she was wearing a ski hat and was a little girl, so he didn't care much and told her that Yan Yu was his colleague, but he took leave and went home a few days ago.
"Go home?" Ye Hehuan repeated these two words, looking confused.
Why did Ayu never mention it to her?
"He took two weeks' leave and gave me a lot of his work." The white man shrugged, his tone was quite helpless, and he looked at Ye Hehuan curiously: "You are his -"
"I'm his girlfriend. Do you know his home address? I came to Ottawa specifically to find him."
When the white man learned about her relationship with Yan Yu, his attitude became more kind. He said he didn't know, but took the initiative to send her to Yan Yu's apartment to help her ask Yan Yu's roommate.
Ye Hehuan heard Yan Yu mention that he was from Yunnan, but she didn't know which city in Yunnan he was from.
…
Yan Yu's roommate was also Chinese. He looked at Ye Hehuan from head to toe and looked a little strange, but he couldn't stand her temptation and gave her the note with Yan Yu's address.
"I can't get through his cell phone recently. Do you know his other contact information?"
Ye Hehuan's face was full of anxiety, and she clasped her hands and looked at the roommate, as if if he didn't say anything, she would immediately burst into tears at the door.
The roommate sighed and went back to his bedroom. After a while, he took out a piece of paper with a residential number on it. When he handed it to Ye Hehuan, he repeatedly told him that Yan Yu was very concerned about privacy, so he couldn't tell Yan Yu.
It was he who gave her his contact information.
Ye Hehuan thanked her profusely, got what he wanted, and hurried back to the hotel.
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Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Ye Hehuan entered the landline number on the note into his mobile phone while looking at the tickets.
With a slightly uneasy feeling, she pressed the dial button.
A young woman's soft voice sounded on the other end of the phone: "Hello, who are you looking for?"
"..."
Ye Hehuan was stunned for a moment, and then a male voice came from the receiver: "Who's calling? Don't you want to eat pineapple cake? I bought it for you."
That was Yan Yu's voice.
The next moment, Ye Hehuan pressed down the phone. After calming down, she found that her behavior was slightly reckless.
I dialed again and the person who picked up this time was Yan Yu: "Hello?"
Hearing the familiar gentle voice, she smiled, making her tone sound brisk: "Ayu, it's me."
Ye Hehuan clenched his phone and was about to ask him what was wrong when Yan Yu already spoke: "How do you know my home phone number?"
"...I'm in Ottawa now."
She thought of his roommate's instructions and deliberately avoided his question: "I couldn't get through your cell phone. I thought something had happened to you. Ayu, I'm very worried about you."
Quietness spread. After a while, Yan Yu asked her: "Have you had lunch?"
"I was planning to go downstairs to eat."
Ye Hehuan remembered what the white man said: "Ayu, what happened to your family? Is it serious?"
"My grandma fell down and suffered a mild stroke. It was nothing serious."
There seemed to be nothing left to say between the two.
Ye Hehuan broke the silence first: "Who answered the phone just now? Is it your mother? The voice sounded very young."
"No." Seeing that she remained silent, he added: "It's the neighbor next door."
"Is she the sister who studies art restoration?"
Ye Hehuan breathed a sigh of relief. Once when she went to a museum with Yan Yu, she happened to hear him tell her that her neighbor, who was three years older than him, was a master of art restoration.
Yan Yu said ‘hmm’.
"Ayu..." Ye Hehuan's eyes moved slightly and he asked tentatively: "If I go to Yunnan to see you, will you come to pick me up at the airport?"
"He Huan, I——"
"What?" Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Ye Hehuan asked proactively.
Yan Yu: "It's okay. I won't be back in Ottawa until two weeks later. You go back to Vancouver first and prepare for graduation."
…
After the call ended, Ye Hehuan felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. Yan Yu asked her to go back to Vancouver, but she vaguely sensed that he was hiding something from her.
That night, when she was hesitating whether to go to Yunnan to find Yan Yu or return to Vancouver to study hard, her cell phone rang. It was the Yan family's landline number.
"Ayu..." Ye Hehuan said happily as soon as he picked up the phone.
There was a pause for a few seconds, and then a gentle female voice said: "Hello, I am Yan Yu's mother, who are you?"
Ye Hehuan immediately sat upright: "Auntie, hello, my name is Hehuan, I am Yan Yu's... girlfriend."
"Are you really Ayu's girlfriend?" Yan Yu was very surprised.
After all, he was young, so Ye Hehuan said anything when he was excited. He was inevitably nervous at the moment, fearing that Yan's mother would not like his abruptness, but also curious about how Yan's mother knew his number.
"I saw that Ayu was distracted after answering the phone call. Out of curiosity, I checked the call history. Don't be surprised."
Yan's mother was very kind and asked her a few more questions, then suddenly said: "Do you want to come to Yunnan?"
"..."
Ye Hehuan didn't understand what Yan's mother meant for a while, but Yan's mother patiently explained: "Ayu's grandmother loved Ayu very much since she was a child. After the stroke, she kept nagging that she always wanted to hold her great-grandson and was worried about Ayu's marriage.
Hurry up, if you come, you can make the old man feel at ease."
"Auntie, let's book a flight for you. I'll pick you up at the airport then. Don't stay in a hotel. Auntie will clean up a room at home for you."
Ye Hehuan hesitated: "What about Ayu—"
"At that time, you can still go back to Ottawa with Ayu. That's it. Auntie will help you check the air tickets first."
Yan's mother made her feel very similar to Qin's mother. She spoke very softly and gave people an inexplicable favorable impression. After a while, Yan's mother called again and said that she had chosen the ticket.
"I told Yan Yu's grandma that you were coming to Kunming to see her. The old man was very happy."
Yan's mother felt her hesitation: "Huanhuan, just treat it as a trip to Yunnan. As for Ayu, let's not talk about it for now and give him a surprise."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Hehuan went to ask Qin Shousheng on the other side of the ocean: "Do you think I should go or not?"
"Go, why don't you go? Maybe you can get a lot of red envelopes."
"But wouldn't it be too rash to go through with it this way?"
Qin Shousheng asked her on the phone: "Then do you want to see your grandma?"
"Of course I do!" Ye Hehuan looked at the flights displayed on the laptop screen and slumped his shoulders: "I was thinking about eating, drinking and sleeping..."
"Then go ahead."
…
Yan's mother booked a flight for the afternoon of the next day.
After more than ten hours of flight, Ye Hehuan arrived at Kunming Airport in Yunnan. At the exit, a pretty lady came up to her and asked her if she was Huanhuan.
The Yan family is considered wealthy in Kunming itself.
Yan's mother was well-maintained and looked very young. She asked the driver to take the trolley case and she took Ye Hehuan's hand and looked at it up and down. She seemed to like it very much.
"She looks so beautiful."
Ye Hehuan scratched her ears, her cheeks were slightly red, and she was a little embarrassed, and allowed Yan's mother to take her out of the airport.
——————————The author has something to say——————————
Huanhuan was here to be cannon fodder, definitely not a cannonball. When she knew the truth, she was about to burst into tears... Fortunately, her second brother was around.
