C54 (2/2)
When Zhang Jun entered the car, Zuo Qiang nodded to Zhang Jun and gave way to Zhang Jun. Zhang Jun and the others drove the car past quickly, leaving only Zuo Qiang staring at the car as it gradually got further away, all the way until the four cars disappeared from his sight. Only then did Zuo Qiang retract his unwavering gaze and slowly turned around to leave. Although his back was a little lonely, it did not pale in comparison to his domineering aura.
After solving the Zuo Qiang's problem, there were no longer any problems in carrying the car. They drove leisurely to Hou Xinxuan's school. Zhou Xinmin called Hou Xinxuan. The crowd didn't wait long before Hou Xinxuan appeared with a beautiful canvas bag on her shoulder. She slowly walked towards Zhou Xinmin. The moment Hou Xinxuan arrived beside Zhou Xinmin, the two of them gave each other a big hug. Soon after, Zhou Xinmin took the canvas bag from Hou Xinxuan and opened the trunk, throwing the canvas bag inside. At this time, Hou Xinxuan had already sat in the front seat, and after giving a hand signal to everyone, Zhou Xinmin quickly returned to the driver's seat and slowly started the car.
Everyone slowly headed towards the driveway in a line, gradually disappearing into the bustling campus.
Time was invisible and untouchable, but the dead did not give up their days and nights. Listen to the sound of the leak, watch the second hand move, then you will feel the passing of time. Many times, we were driven by time, and the long, untraceable whips of time drove us from all directions, fuelling our inner anxiety and adding to our uneasiness. Let us be hurried and exhausted. In fact, we can enjoy the time as long as you walk in front of it or merge into its soul.
In the blink of an eye, a new year was about to arrive. People began to prepare for the New Year, and awaited the arrival of the New Year with great anticipation. The people who went out to work returned one after another to their hometown that they had left for a year. As they got off the car, they took a deep breath of their hometown and felt the same feeling they had in a long time. The streets and alleys were filled with a steady stream of people shuttling back and forth between the crowd.
In the distance, a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old with a handsome face as sharp as a knife was walking down the street, silently gazing at this group of people who were rushing forward with no effort. Looking at the smile and happiness on their faces, he suddenly felt depressed in his heart. Letting out a long sigh, the youth no longer looked at the crowd, walking aimlessly with his head lowered.
An Qing City, within the ancient villa of the Bi Gui Yuan Garden's villa.
Seated at the head of the living room was an old man with a crane child's face. Although he was already over sixty years old, his appearance gave off the impression of a middle-aged man. Sitting next to her was an old woman, who would appear old at her best age, and although this old woman looked dignified, time had inscribed on her face the youth of the past, as if to borrow from those who could not prevent it, and your burning years were gone. At this moment, the beautiful young girl was nestling beside the old woman. Her smile was captivating. If Zhang Jun was here, he would have definitely recognized that it was Cao Jia.
The first person to break the silence was the old man sitting at the head seat. He looked benevolently at the young girl beside the old woman and asked lovingly, ”Little girl, have you prepared everything?”
Cao Jia nodded her head. Her beautiful face did not have the same color as before. There was a trace of disappointment and reluctance on it. Only after a while did she organize her thoughts and slowly said, ”Grandfather, Grandmother, can I not go home to celebrate the new year? I want to stay here and celebrate the new year with you two elders.”
The old woman lovingly caressed Cao Jia's silky black hair again and again. She said gently, ”At this time of the year, you are always happy to leave. Why are you suddenly reluctant to leave this year?” You don't want your parents? ”
Cao Jia cunningly said, ”I've grown up too, so I'm more sensible now. I want to keep you two company. Besides, what's the use of thinking about Mom and Dad? They won't even go to school to see me.”
When the old man sitting in the hall saw them talking, he decided to just sit there without saying a word, patiently but happily listening to their conversation.
The old woman laughed. ”That's right, a girl should not be left behind. It's not that you don't want to part with me and your grandfather, but it's just that there's someone else. Is it that young man who sent you back last time?”
As expected, Cao Jia's little thoughts were immediately revealed by her grandma. Seeing her grandpa's brilliant smile, even her face, which was as thick as a city wall, couldn't help but be embarrassed by the two elders. Cao Jia lowered her head and quibbled, ”How can that be? You only know how to say nonsense. Since you don't believe me, then I will have to go home. Coincidentally, I still have something to ask Mom and Dad.”
The old woman quipped in curiosity, ”Oh? I never thought that our little girl would have a story of her own. Do you want to ask your parents to accept that little boyfriend of yours? ”
Cao Jia was embarrassed by her grandmother's coquettish words and retorted, ”Don't be such an immoral old man. I have business with my parents.” Cao Jia spoke with a serious tone and eyes that were staring at the old lady.
”Oh? What's that? actually managed to attract the attention of our little princess? ” The old man sitting at the head of the hall asked in a timely manner.
Cao Jia carefully recalled the scenes that flashed through her mind. The blurry image of a person's face became clear and was deeply imprinted in her mind. After organizing her words, she breathed out, ”Speaking of which, it's quite strange. I met a friend at school, and I'm sure I've never met him before. However, I feel very familiar with him, as if we've known each other for years, but I really don't know him. I haven't even seen his true face until now.”
Who exactly was Zhang Song? Why did he attract Cao Jia's attention? He had never met Cao Jia, but why did Cao Jia have a sense of familiarity with him? Was there something between them? If they were to meet, what kind of story would he and Cao Jia have?