Chapter 133: Are you leaving again after coming back this time?
There is a US visa valid for ten years in Mu Jia's passport.
That was done when I first started working.
At that time, the company mentioned the possibility of overseas assignment, so the young people who joined the company at the same time went to apply for visas together.
She still remembers that it was a sunny day.
Everyone was laughing and discussing possible future life abroad.
I never expected that I would finally use this visa several years later, and in such a hasty situation.
After packing up his things and completing the rent cancellation procedures, Mu Jia chose to return to Wuzhou first.
The last time I went back was during the Spring Festival.
The city was filled with red lanterns and the sound of firecrackers. She walked through the old street holding her mother's hand.
Now as I embark on my journey home again, the scenery outside the window remains the same, but my mood is different.
The high-speed train is speeding.
The scenery outside the window passed by like flowing water.
Mu Jia took out the iPad from her bag and opened a horror movie that she had downloaded in advance.
A eerie soundtrack came from the headphones.
There were ghostly figures on the screen.
She sometimes watches some alternative movies to temporarily escape from the real world.
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Three o'clock in the morning.
The train arrived at Wuzhou Station on time.
There were only a few passengers on the deserted platform.
Mu Jia dragged his suitcase out of the station. The night breeze, carrying the familiar scent of home, blew in his face. "Dad, Mom..."
Before she could finish her words, two figures had already taken the lead and hurriedly came forward to meet her.
Mu Zhisheng took the luggage from her hand.
"Why are you back at this time?"
Chen Lifang touched her daughter's hand and rubbed it lovingly. "Isn't it hot in the car?"
"good."
"I missed you guys, so I came back." Mu Jia lowered his head to hide his red eyes.
From childhood to adulthood, before going to college, she had hardly ever left Wuzhou.
Even when I went to Beijing to study later, I could get home in a few hours by high-speed rail, and I could go back whenever I wanted on weekends.
He would stay in his own yard during the winter and summer holidays, eating meals cooked by his mother and listening to his father talking about the news.
But now——
Mu Jia looked at the new white hair on his parents' temples and his throat tightened.
This trip may take years and months, and I don’t know when I will return to my country.
Separated by the Pacific Ocean, I can no longer buy a train ticket back home when I miss home like I used to.
Mu Zhisheng suddenly stopped and patted his daughter's shoulder with his rough hands: "Just go home."
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Home.
It was customary to ask some questions first. Before Chen Lifang could speak, Mu Jia preemptively said, "I plan to stay a few days longer this time. I'm about to be sent abroad."
Chen Lifang's hand, which was peeling an apple for her, suddenly stopped and the fruit knife shook.
She put down the fruit knife, placed the chopped apple on the plate, and asked dully, "Which country are we going to? How long will it take?"
There was undisguised panic in his voice.
Mu Jia looked at her mother's bewildered expression and carefully considered her words. "Maybe America... maybe Europe." She had worked on projects abroad before, and her family was mentally prepared. "But this time it will take at least six months..."
She didn't dare say it might be longer.
I can only hope that with time, my parents will gradually accept it.
Mu Zhisheng put down the newspaper and took a deep look at his daughter through his reading glasses. Surprisingly, he didn't seem as worried as Chen Lifang. "It's a good thing for children to pursue their careers."
Turning to smile at Mu Jia, he said, "We are at home, there is nothing to worry about."
Mu Jia nodded and turned to go to the bedroom.
The preparations before going abroad are so complicated that it gives you a headache.
Mu Jia sat in the bedroom, holding a pen, and made a long list, a bit like the preparations before leaving Wuzhou for the first time and getting on the train to Beijing.
Activate a phone card for international roaming, apply for a bank card for overseas payments, contact a local rental agency in advance...
During these days at home, every time she finished something and crossed it out, the sense of separation became more real.
She wasn't worried about fulfilling Cheng Yu's promise.
As Xie Siyan's mother, she has a good family background. Since she has spoken, she will definitely do it.
When leaving the cafe, Cheng Yu handed her a black card.
She wanted to refuse, but Cheng Yu, acting like an experienced person, told her that the card included the tuition for her postgraduate studies, so she accepted it.
After processing the overseas payment card, Mu Jia returned home and took out another bank card from the drawer. It was the one Xie Siyan had given her before. She had used it before, mostly for purchases at the villa, and it was still linked to her online shopping app.
She first deleted the payment method of the online software.
I stared at the card for a long time, my eyes gradually became sore, and finally I put it in the file bag.
The courier came to the door quickly.
"Is that all?" I asked her to confirm.
Mu Jia nodded.
The young man took out a paper document bag and said, "Then you can use this."
Mu Jia lowered his head and entered the recipient's name and address on his mobile phone. After typing the three words "Xie Siyan", he paused for a long time.
The file bag was sealed, and Mu Jia stared at it blankly. Suddenly, he remembered that she had ridiculed Xie Siyan and Bai Yirou one time. He was annoyed by it and said frankly that he hated lingering relationships the most.
Now they have reached this point.
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Friday.
In the box where the classmates were having a reunion, the crystal chandelier cast a dim light, casting a hazy filter on everyone's outline. It was bustling and very noisy.
Mu Jia sat alone on the leather sofa in the corner.
She didn't order any wine, but held a glass of lemonade in her hand, looking down and wondering if the place she had chosen was safe - her destination was an apartment near downtown Los Angeles, very close to the USC campus.
Mu Jia has always preferred warm and humid places.
During her two years in Beijing, the dry climate and the northern winter made her very uncomfortable.
The box was filled with the smell of alcohol mixed with perfume.
The female classmates who used to have plain faces now wear exquisite makeup, and their brand-name bags are casually piled on the empty seats beside them.
The boys gathered in groups of three or four, and the topic shifted from the stock market to the price of school district housing and their wives' second child.
"Mu Jia, I heard you're still single?"
Classmate Li Xiaowen came over with drinks. She was wearing a V-neck dress that revealed her delicate collarbone, and the necklace around her neck swayed with her movements.
"Feng Mo is here today too."
As he said this, he winked towards the buffet area.
Just as Mu Jia was about to speak, Feng Mo, the male classmate who was called, came over with a glass of wine.
All the students present had drunk some wine, including Feng Mo. He was wearing a neat suit, and his former student spirit had faded, replaced by the sophistication of society.
"Long time no see, Mu Jia."
As he said that, he extended his hand and shook hands with her.
Li Xiaowen looked at Feng Mo, then at Mu Jia, and said with a smile, "I heard from your parents that you have been at home for the past week."
She winked meaningfully, hinting at Feng Mo, and at the same time asked Mu Jia, partly with the intention of helping someone to find out, "Are you leaving again after coming back this time?"
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