[69 Book Bar - www.] The days turned one page after another, and soon it was Saturday again. Jian Xun lives in City S. She got up very early when she went home to see her parents today.

On the way to the airport, I called Chu Zhen'en. He was also on the way. He came after a while, carrying a lot of high-end nutritional products. The exquisite packaging boxes had all kinds of text on them, including Korean, Japanese, and seemingly French.

Jian Xun thought that his pile of stuff cost tens of thousands at least. Her parents, ordinary people, really didn’t know if they would get used to using it.

After changing their boarding passes and checking in their luggage, the two of them had breakfast at the KFC inside the aircraft.

Jian Xun had called her parents before and told her that she had a boyfriend and that they were already talking about marriage. Her mother didn't say much on the phone. She just said that she should take the other person home first and have a look. Jian Xun was torn apart.

She put the fried dough sticks into her mouth bit by bit, and looked at the man sitting across from her, drinking coffee and reading the newspaper without emotion. She was not at all happy about bringing her husband home, as if the relationship with him was just a process, something that must be passed.

road.

The plane landed smoothly two hours later, and I got into a taxi. Within an hour, I saw the teacher's apartment where Jian Xun grew up.

Jian Xun's father is a Chinese teacher, and her mother teaches chemistry. Although she is not from a traditional scholarly family, the Jian family has a rigorous family tradition and conservative ideas. When she heard on the phone that her daughter already had someone she planned to marry, Jian Xun's father was a little angry.

How can marriage be a trivial matter? How can it be decided privately without the consent of the elders?

But at this time, seeing the outstanding and charming Chu Zhen'en, Jian's father and Jian's mother finally understood why their daughter was so attracted to her.

This man was indeed portrayed according to his daughter's criteria for choosing a mate.

Regardless of the prerequisites for marriage, Chu Yan'en really wanted to marry Jian Xun. Therefore, Chu Yan'en's speech and behavior were all inappropriate and considerate. Even Jian Xun was stunned by his tenderness.

She was stunned for a moment, as if she had gone back to the day when the wedding photos were taken. She felt that he loved her again, and she was Yingying.

After lunch, Chu Zhen'en suggested walking around. Jian's mother smiled and asked Jian Xun to take him to familiarize himself with the place where he grew up. Jian Xun nodded and was led by him very gently, and the two of them wandered around.

Out of his parents' sight, Chu Zhen'en let go and asked, "Where is Yingying's family?"

He knew that the two women had grown up together, and Yingying's home was nearby.

The smile that had just been blooming suddenly condensed, and a trace of awkwardness quickly flashed across Jian Xun's face. She turned her head and looked at the old-style building not far away, "There is a third floor there, but after grandma died, Brother Sicheng moved the house

sold."

Jian Xun pointed to a gray-white five-story building next to it. In midsummer, the exterior wall of the building was covered with green ivy. However, at this time, there were only scattered dry vines on the exterior wall, revealing mottled and slightly bluish vines.

wall.

"Can you go up and have a look?" Chu Yan'en looked intently at the location pointed by Jian Xun, his eyes full of expectation.

Unable to spoil his mood, Jian Xun took him upstairs. The stairs were long, narrow and dark, and the musty smell of the cement floor wafted faintly from the tip of his nose.

Her and Yingying's cheerful laughter seemed to ring in my ears again:

Xiaoxun, wait for me, don’t run so fast...

Hee hee, come and chase me, Yingying, come and chase me...

Not quite used to the sudden darkness, Jian Xun immediately closed his eyes in discomfort, and his temples felt like needles were poking him again and again without giving up. It hurt!

The black sky hangs low

Bright stars follow

The insects fly, the insects fly

Who are you missing?
Chapter completed!