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"Dad, we are still on the highway. There is a bit of traffic on the city side. Yeah, it's okay. Don't worry."
February 7th, the 29th day of the New Year, is still more than ten kilometers away from Yancheng on the highway.
"Is uncle worried?"
After Lin Yao hung up the phone, Fang Xiaole asked while driving.
"Dad asked us to pay attention to safety. I didn't expect it to be so crowded."
Lin Yao looked at the long queue of cars in front of her and was a little surprised.
"Have you never experienced Spring Festival travel?"
Fang Xiaole glanced sideways at Lin Yao.
"No, I didn't leave home much when I was a child, and I rarely go home when I go to college."
Lin Yao lowered her head, a little sad.
She went to the Kyoto Conservatory of Music without telling Lin Duanzheng. At that time, the relationship between father and daughter was very tense. Lin Yao never went home during the Spring Festival when she was in college and during the two years after she started working.
You can imagine how a little girl feels when she is alone in a school dormitory or artist apartment on a day when thousands of families are reunited.
¡°It¡¯s okay, isn¡¯t everything fine now?¡±
Fang Xiaole patted the back of Lin Yao's hand with his right hand and comforted him softly.
"Yes, things have gotten better since"
Lin Yao turned her head and looked at Fang Xiaole's profile intently, her eyes curved, the corners of her mouth raised, and she murmured.
"Since what?"
Fang Xiaole didn¡¯t hear clearly.
"It's nothing, husband, the front seems to be clear!"
Lin Yao pointed to the car window excitedly, and the long congestion began to loosen.
Soon, the traffic speed became faster and the road finally became smooth.
¡°Husband, look, that¡¯s a horse stepping on a flying swallow, the sign of our Yancheng highway intersection!¡±
Lin Yao happily pointed to a tall horse sculpture on the roadside and shouted happily like a little girl:
"Wow, it hasn't changed after all these years!"
Fang Xiaole looked at the sculpture in surprise and said with a smile:
¡°I remember we also had this thing at the highway intersection in Dengcheng.¡±
"There is also a horse riding on a flying swallow in your hometown?" Lin Yao's eyes widened in surprise, "What a coincidence?"
"Silly girl" Fang Xiaole couldn't help but laugh. If he hadn't been driving, he would have raised his hand to pinch her face.
"Didn't you notice? In fact, there are similar sculptures like this at highway intersections in many cities."
"Huh?" Lin Yao's watery eyes blinked and she said blankly: "I used to go to work and didn't pay much attention to the scenery outside."
Reaching the toll station ahead, the car slowed down.
"Then why did you notice it now?" Fang Xiaole asked.
Lin Yao didn¡¯t answer and looked sideways at Fang Xiaole.
Fang Xiaole also looked at her.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
"husband."
"Um?"
"What I just said is that since I met you, everything about me has changed for the betterThank you."
"¡¡Silly girl."
¡°I¡¯m just stupid, stupid people are blessed with stupid things, hee.¡±
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Kyoto, Aiyao Studio.
"Yang Jiaxin? What are you doing here?"
Fang Shengnan and Xiong Sangou locked the doors and windows and dragged their suitcases out of the studio.
Because he made a temporary decision to go back to Dengcheng with his "boyfriend" Xiong Sangou, Fang Shengnan canceled the train ticket he had bought before.
Originally thought that he would not be able to go home in time for New Year¡¯s Eve, but Xiong Sangou got two tickets from Kyoto to Lantern City today.
He told Fang Shengnan that this was done by a friend who worked for an airline company. Fang Shengnan didn¡¯t think much about it, and he happily took his ¡°boyfriend¡± home to show his mother.
On the plane at 11 o'clock in the morning, the two made an appointment to meet at the studio. After checking, they were about to go out.
The elevator door on the second floor opened, and an unexpected figure walked out.
Facing Fang Shengnan¡¯s wary gaze, Yang Jiaxin glanced at her and asked calmly: ¡°Are you an employee of Aiyao Studio?¡±
"Yes, what's the matter with you?"
Fang Shengnan glanced down at Yang Jiaxin and subconsciously puffed up his chest.
"I'm here to see Lin Yao. Is she here?"
Yang Jiaxin ignored Fang Shengnan's hostility and asked calmly.
"Xiao YaoLin Yao is not here."
Fang Shengnan replied.
"knew."
Yang Jiaxin glanced at the closed door of the studio behind Fang Shengnan, nodded, turned and walked into the elevator.
"Does this woman have a lump on her head?"
When Yang Jiaxin left, Fang Shengnan let out a sigh.
"Sister Shengnan, let's go too."
Xiong Sangou¡¯s eyes flashed, and then he regained his composure, and the other party Shengnan urged him.
"Okay, let's go, right"
Fang Shengnan turned around and reminded: "Didn't I tell you? Don't call me Sister Shengnan. You are my boyfriend now, so you have to call me a hot spot."
"Then I call youKatsuo?"
Xiong Sangou hesitated and said with some difficulty.
"It's not disgusting enough. Those who play tricks on friends are very disgusting."
Fang Shengnan touched his chin and shook his head.
Xiong Sangou thought for a while, and finally said slowly: "M, man, man?"
¡°Ugh~~¡± Fang Shengnan felt a little nauseous and nodded with satisfaction:
¡°That¡¯s how it feels, then I¡¯ll call you Xiongxiong, or Gougou?¡±
"Well, that's okay, it's better than calling you Gougou." Xiong Sangou glanced at Fang Shengnan's flat chest.
"Oh my god, what do you mean?! Stop, don't run away if you have the guts!"
"I'm sorry, Sister Shengnan, Nannan, I was wrong!"
¡°Ugh~~¡±
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? Six o'clock in the afternoon, a small town adjacent to Kyoto, be safe.
Yang Jiaxin stood at the door of an ordinary community.
There are couplets posted on the gate of the community, and red lanterns are sometimes hung on the branches on the roadside. Most of the people coming in and out are carrying large and small bags of New Year's goods.
Neighbors who are familiar with each other will say hello to each other when they meet.
The expressionless Yang Jiaxin stood in the crowd, looking a little out of place.
"Hey, you, you are not that big star"
At this time, a person recognized Yang Jiaxin, pointed at her and said:
"Yes, yes, you are Lin Yao, right? Burn my calories~~is that what you sang?"
Yang Jiaxin shook her head indifferently: "I'm sorry, you got the wrong person. I just look similar to Lin Yao."
¡°Then she turned around and left, put on a hat and a mask when she got back in the car, bought large and small packages of gifts in a nearby supermarket, and then came to this ordinary community again.
We walked into the community, entered a building, and came to the door of a house on the third floor.
After hesitating for a moment, Yang Jiaxin raised her hand, but in the end she didn't knock it down, and silently turned around and walked towards the stairs.
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The door was suddenly opened from the inside, revealing a beautiful face with some traces of time.
"Jiaxin, why are you here? I said you couldn't find the way and I was going to pick you up!"
"I went to buy something."
Yang Jiaxin unnaturally lifted the gift bag in her hand.
"I'm glad you can come. What else are you buying? Come on, come in."
Yue Yue pulled Yang Jiaxin into the house with a smile on her face.
"Xinran, please call Aunt Yang."
¡°Husband, the guests are here, the dishes are ready to be served!¡±
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Yancheng, Lin family.
"Dad, old Fang Xiaole, dinner is ready!"
The girl in an apron came out of the kitchen carrying dishes and shouted to the two men in the living room.
"Here, let me help you."
"No, just sit down. Dad, you can sit down too."
"Okay, okay, hehe."
After the three of them sat down, Lin Yao looked at the two men beside her, with a happy smile on her face:
¡°It¡¯s the Chinese New Year, it¡¯s great!¡±
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Dengcheng, Fang Family.
"Mom, old man, I'm back!"
"My daughter is back. Oh, let's see if she has lost weight. This is"
¡°Uncle, aunt, hello, my name is Xiong Sangou, I am Nannan¡¯s boyfriend!¡±
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