The alarm on my cell phone rang.
Jiang Xi stretched out a hand and fumbled for a long time on the bedside cabinet before he found his cell phone. He squinted and saw that it was five o'clock. He turned over and wanted to continue sleeping, but suddenly he started and woke up.
She threw off the quilt and got out of bed.
The disposable toothbrushes in the clubhouse are softer than the two-mianzhen toothbrushes in ordinary hotels. Jiang Xi squeezed some toothpaste and brushed in front of the mirror for a while before vaguely remembering that he had received a notice from the airline last night that the flight was delayed.
The flight at 9am was rescheduled to 2pm.
It's only five o'clock.
Jiang Xi wiped his face and became completely sober.
[Congratulations to the host, you have now collected 3.08 million popularity points.]
Xiao Qian, who had been silent for the past two days, suddenly popped up in my mind.
[So many?]
Jiang Xi was startled.
——Such a huge amount of popularity is enough to live for a very long time.
[Reminder to the host: when the favorability value disappears, the popularity value will return to zero. If the host thinks that he can rest easy from now on, he is gravely mistaken.]
【you mean……】
[Data shows that you humans have a racially inherited atypical amnesia.]
Jiang Xi threw the towel away angrily.
Stars in the entertainment industry come and go, becoming popular for three years, and then another generation after another. After all, only a few remain evergreen. Fanboys and fangirls change husbands and wives every three months.
According to this standard, we are indeed suffering from collective amnesia.
What's more, she is a small anchor who has no works and only a little popularity.
The foundation is too shallow; it will fall over if the wind blows.
The underwear she had changed out of last night had dried up in the air all night long ago. She stuffed them into her handbag and muttered after a long while:
【Isn’t grass forgetful?】
The bodhi heart grass in her palm had grown a little bigger. She rubbed its leaves against Jiang Xi and she could almost feel the soft fuzz on it.
[Trees have growth rings, grass has its core, and Ah Xin will never forget.]
[Then Ah Xin, how old are you? ]
Jiang Xi half-smiled, and soon he had put all his things in the room into his luggage bag. He leaned over the edge of the table and looked at the crumpled card.
【Ah Xin is three years old.】
[Three years old? Isn't it said to be from the same root as the Bodhi tree in front of the Buddha's seat? How can it be only three years old?] Jiang Xi didn't believe it.
[A hundred years of reincarnation.] Xiao Qian disagreed: [All the things in the past were like death. According to the day when Ah Xin's mind was awakened, he was indeed only three years old.]
"Actually," Jiang Xi flipped through the cards and asked casually, "I've always been curious, why did you choose me?"
【Ah Xin and you are destined to be together. 】
Jiang Xi sneered: [As expected, he has smelled the incense before the Buddha's throne. Even his words are the same.]
The Bodhi Heart Grass pricked her with the tip of its leaves in displeasure, and Jiang Xi stopped smiling.
It was finally eight o'clock. Jiang Xi checked his luggage at the front desk and went to knock on Fatty Tang's door. Fatty was still sleepy and hadn't come to his senses yet when he heard Jiang Xi say that he wanted to go out for a walk.
"Walk? Where?"
"Let's go to Puqian Road. I heard there's a particularly authentic臊子面 restaurant there. I'll also pick up something for my parents."
Jiang Xi slid open the screen and looked at the map while talking. Fatty Tang said "Hey":
"Okay, wait a minute, I'll go change my clothes."
"Brother Tang, you have to take your check to cash the tax soon. It's too late to follow me. Let's split up. Puqian Road is close by, just two streets away. It's not far, so it's convenient for me to take a taxi back and forth."
Fatty Tang thought of the instructions from Jiang's father and mother and was unwilling to go. However, Jiang Xi was determined not to let him go. Finally, he agreed to call him in half an hour and then let him go.
Puqian Road in S City is well-known throughout the entire S City.
This used to be a concession area. The buildings on both sides of the road were quite old, all with antique white walls and red tile domes. Jiang Xi relaxed for a rare time. After walking for a while, she passed a square where white pigeons were being released. She bought some pigeon food and fed them for a while before going to find the臊子面店.
The臊子面 was indeed authentic, with ample amount of marinade, and it was salty and delicious. Jiang Xi couldn't resist and ate two more bowls, and only stood up when his stomach was full.
The price is fair——
Of course, considering the prices in Shen City, 68 yuan for a bowl of noodles is still a bit expensive.
Jiang Xi walked aimlessly, thinking that next time he made money, he would definitely bring his parents here for a meal. He did not stop until he reached the intersection of Puqian Road and Nanhui Road.
People were walking in a hurry on the road, but a few of them noticed this extremely beautiful girl.
Her face showed the hesitation that only a child could have, her pupils were pitch black, not a single light could see through them, and she stepped back and forth several times, stepping on the curb.
Like, accidentally got lost.
Just when a kind-hearted passerby wanted to go up and ask something, the girl walked away in a straight line with her head held high, without looking back, as heroic and confident as a soldier, with one hand in her pocket, as if holding something tightly.
The closer Jiang Xi got to his destination, the faster his heart beat in his chest.
In front of me is a high-end office building with more than ten floors, decorated in a modern simple European style, with a mirror-clear ceiling and marble walls, exuding a cold and high-end luxury.
Bailey Psychological Clinic, No. 753, Puqian Road, Room 808, Block A, Hongyun Building. Business hours: 8:30 a.m. to 11:00 a.m. and 1:30 p.m. to 5:30 p.m.
The business card was slightly damp from the sweat of her palms.
Jiang Xi wandered all the way to the crossroads, and then he suddenly understood why he was so reluctant to let Brother Tang come with him, and why... he chose Puqian Road to stroll around.
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