Chapter 48 (Combined)
Before this, Song Yiping's kisses were always gentle, and at the beginning, they were even a little cautious.
But this kiss was a bit fierce. Yan Ruyi even felt that Song Yiping might devour her at any moment.
She was almost breathless from the kiss, her mind went blank, and her whole body went limp.
She was having trouble breathing and pushed Song Yiping away.
Song Yiping was panting heavily, his forehead pressed against hers, wanting to say that he was a little reluctant to part with her.
But he knew that this learning opportunity was very important to Yan Ruyi.
The words swirled in his throat, but he ultimately didn't say them.
He only let go of Yan Ruyi after he calmed down.
When Ye Hongzhen left in the morning, she set a time: Yan Ruyi had to be home before 8 o'clock.
It's 7:30 now.
Moreover, it was getting dark and colder, with the northwest wind howling. Song Yiping couldn't bear to let Yan Ruyi stay outside in the cold.
Song Yiping, “Give me your wallet.”
Yan Ruyi was still savoring the kiss from earlier when she subconsciously took out her wallet and handed it to Song Yiping.
Song Yiping took out his wallet, took out a wad of cash, and put it into Yan Ruyi's wallet.
"I asked Chen Feiyong to help me exchange some Hong Kong dollars. Take them with you. Our unit will be going to Yungang for training the day after tomorrow, which will last about half a month. Communication will be inconvenient during the training, so I may not be able to call you. If you encounter any trouble, remember to go to Chen Feiyong's office in Hong Kong. Chen Feiyong and the staff at the office have already spoken to them. Just tell them what you need or what you are missing."
Yan Ruyi's agitated mind also cleared up.
She had spoken with Yang Siyuan and learned that Hong Kong dollars were the standard currency in Hong Kong, but she had been so busy that she had forgotten about exchanging her currency.
Song Yiping had thought of something for her.
Song Yiping pulled her military coat tighter around her. "Let's go back."
If he didn't go back soon, he was afraid his mother-in-law would come out looking for him with a stick.
After escorting Yan Ruyi to her doorstep, Song Yiping quickly kissed her to make sure no one was around, and said in a deep voice, "Go inside. I won't come to see you off tomorrow."
Yan Ruyi entered the courtyard, and Song Yiping left only after she went inside.
Ye Hongzhen was watching TV inside, but her ears were constantly perked up, listening to the sounds outside. She only felt relieved when she saw Yan Ruyi return.
She said that Xiao Song was a decent person and wouldn't do anything outrageous before marriage.
I started to reflect on whether I was being too strict.
The next second he saw Yan Ruyi's swollen lips, and he immediately stopped reflecting on his actions. He even thought that he would have to bring forward the time when Ruyi would come home at night in the future.
Yan Ruyi went to Gangcheng with Yang Siyuan.
The two first took a train to Shenzhen, stayed overnight in Shenzhen, and entered Hong Kong through the Shenzhen port the next day.
When we arrived in the port city, it was already noon on the third day.
The Yang family sent a driver to pick up Yang Siyuan and Yan Ruyi.
Yang Siyuan said, "My grandfather wants to meet you and has prepared a welcome dinner at his home. Would it be convenient for Comrade Yan to join us for a meal?"
Yan Ruyi stayed at the Yaliwan Hotel during her study trip to Gangcheng.
The Ari Bay Hotel is not far from the Fuji auction house and is also owned by the Yang family.
If Yan Ruyi was unwilling to meet Yang Siyuan's grandfather, Yang Siyuan would simply take her to the Yaliwan Hotel to rest.
Yang Siyuan had introduced his grandfather to Yan Ruyi. The old man was also an antique collector, especially passionate about collecting porcelain. He readily said to Yang Siyuan, "Then I'll trouble you."
Yang Siyuan said with a smile, "Comrade Xiao Yan, you're too kind."
Yan Ruyi thought that a wealthy family like the Yang family would live in a magnificent place, but when she arrived, she found that it was actually a somewhat antique manor.
Grandpa Yang was already waiting for them at the door.
The old man was 80 years old, with a full head of white hair, but he was in good spirits and had a loud voice. “Comrade Xiao Yan, I’ve been looking forward to your arrival. Please come in and have a seat.”
It follows the same lineage as Yang Siyuan's Hong Kong genealogy.
After Yan Ruyi entered the house, she saw a man inside. He was about forty years old, with gray hair, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and had a very arrogant attitude.
Grandpa Yang introduced the two parties, "Comrade Yan, this is Jason Liu, an expert in ancient calligraphy and painting. Mr. Liu, this is Comrade Yan, Yan Ruyi, whom I told you about."
Yan Ruyi greeted Jason very politely, but Jason Liu only nodded slightly.
Grandpa Yang said with great interest, "Mr. Liu, didn't you say you acquired an authentic work by Zhang Xuan? Comrade Yan is here too, let's take it out and appreciate it together."
Zhang Xuan was a court painter during the Kaiyuan era of the Tang Dynasty. He was known for his paintings of noble ladies and palace gardens with horses. However, very few of his original works have survived. To date, Yan Ruyi has only seen one of them.
Hearing that this guy named Liu Jiesheng also had one, I became very curious and wanted to see which one it was.
They eagerly awaited Liu Jiesheng to bring the painting.
After Grandpa Yang gave the order, Jason reluctantly took a painting bag, put on gloves, and placed the painting on the coffee table.
Yan Ruyi wanted to see more clearly, so she moved slightly closer to the coffee table.
Jason saw this and warned without any politeness, "Comrade Yan, I have to remind you that this painting is Zhang Xuan's only surviving work. Please don't touch it or move it indiscriminately. It's not that I look down on you, but this painting is priceless. If you damage it, you probably won't be able to afford to pay for it."
Yang Siyuan was unhappy. Yan Ruyi was a guest he had invited, and Liu Jiesheng's rudeness towards Yan Ruyi was a disservice to him.
Just as he was about to retort, he saw Yan Ruyi smile and say, "Mr. Liu, I can still afford to compensate for a fake."
Yang Siyuan, including Old Master Yang, were stunned.
After a brief silence, Liu Jiesheng exploded in anger, "Comrade Yan, you must take responsibility for your words!"
Yan Ruyi: "Of course I'll take responsibility. I never said I wouldn't."
Yang Siyuan asked Yan Ruyi in a low voice, "How do you know it's a fake?"
Liu Jiesheng had only opened a corner of the painting, and Yan Ruyi hadn't even seen the whole thing yet, when she concluded it was a fake.
Let alone Jason Liu, even he was a little suspicious that Yan Ruyi was just making things up.
Yan Ruyi said, "Because the original is at my partner's house, I just saw it not long ago."
Zhang Xuan's painting "Qixi Festival: Praying for Skill" depicts a noblewoman worshipping the moon and praying for skill. Because the painting is relatively small, Song Yiping took it with him when he confessed his love to her.
However, she could tell it was a fake as soon as Jason Liu took the painting out.
She just wanted to see which of Zhang Xuan's paintings this fake was copied from.
Moreover, at the beginning, she never thought of pointing out to her face that it was a fake.
If Liu Jiesheng wanted to sell the painting to Old Master Yang, she would at most give Yang Siyuan a heads-up in private.
After all, that's the rule in this industry; she couldn't just ruin someone's livelihood on the spot.
Jason Liu, however, clearly looked down on her.
Holding a counterfeit, yet so arrogant—who gave him that confidence?
Even her second sister-in-law knows that she can't stand being mistreated!
Yan Ruyi continued to add fuel to the fire, "The painting 'Qixi Festival' in my boyfriend's family has been passed down for at least three or four hundred years. Experts from the cultural relics bureau have authenticated it as genuine, and there is even an authentication report. Moreover, look at the Song Dynasty's seal 'Xuanhe Seven Seals' on this painting. He stamped it on Zhang Xuan's signature. According to historical records, Emperor Huizong of Song was extremely particular about the use of seals, and he would try his best to avoid stamping on the brushstrokes of the calligraphy and painting. If the edge of the work was narrow and there was no space to stamp, he would have someone attach a strip of paper and stamp it on the strip. The one in my boyfriend's family's collection has a strip of paper attached to the edge, and Emperor Huizong's inscription and seal are on the strip of paper."
Both Emperor Huizong of Song and Emperor Qianlong liked to stamp their seals on the calligraphy and paintings they collected.
However, compared to Emperor Qianlong, who was obsessed with stamping calligraphy and paintings, Emperor Huizong of Song cherished them much more.
Emperor Qianlong left behind more than 1,800 kinds of seals, while Emperor Huizong of Song left behind only 13 kinds of seals.
Moreover, when Emperor Qianlong affixed his seal to his calligraphy and paintings, he did so at his own whim. When he was in a good mood, he would write a short text and then stamp the seal on it with a "snap." The placement of the seal was also random; he would just stamp it wherever there was space.
He's done things like writing comments in the most prominent position in the center of a painting or calligraphy work, and then stamping it with his seal.
Wang Xianzhi's "Mid-Autumn Festival Calligraphy" contains only 30 characters, yet it was stamped with more than 80 seals by Emperor Qianlong.
This shows how arbitrary Emperor Qianlong was in applying his seals and stamps.
Emperor Huizong of Song was much more meticulous; the places where he affixed his seals generally did not affect the overall appreciation of the calligraphy and paintings.
Even today, works bearing the "Seven Seals of Xuanhe" are one of the important references for Emperor Huizong of Song's collection.
As an expert in this field, Liu Jiesheng overlooked this crucial point. There are only two possibilities: either he was genuinely careless and overlooked it, or he actually knew it was a fake and was trying to fool Mr. Yang, an amateur.
Jason Liu's face turned a deep shade of liver color. He tried to salvage the situation, saying, "Words are meaningless. Who knows whether your partner's family actually has any or not?"
Yan Ruyi said, “My boyfriend’s family are all officers in the People’s Liberation Army. I am also a prospective military dependent. Do you think I would lie? If you still don’t believe me, you can call my boyfriend and ask him if he can show you the painting. But there is a high probability that he won’t. After all, it is Zhang Xuan’s only surviving authentic work, which is priceless. If Mr. Liu damages it, he probably can’t afford to pay for it.”
She repeated exactly what Liu Jiesheng had said about her.
Jason Liu, “…”
Feeling humiliated by being slapped in the face by a junior, Liu Jiesheng was too ashamed to stay any longer. He left with the words, "Your words still need to be verified," rolled up the painting, put it in his painting bag, made an excuse, and hurriedly left.
Jason Liu was a guest of Grandpa Yang. She had just arrived when she drove the other guest away.
Yan Ruyi apologized to Grandpa Yang.
Grandpa Yang waved his hand, "I should be apologizing to Comrade Yan. It was Liu who was too arrogant."
Old Master Yang sighed inwardly, thinking that Liu Jiesheng would be ruined sooner or later by his arrogance and rudeness.
Liu Jiesheng recently opened a calligraphy and painting shop on the antique street, and the shop's prized possession is Zhang Xuan's "Qixi Festival Painting".
I brought it over today, saying that I wanted to let Grandpa Yang have a sneak peek.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a fake.
Whether Liu Jiesheng did it intentionally or unintentionally, Old Master Yang was very unhappy.
The counterfeit item is secondary; the main issue is Liu Jiesheng's attitude towards Yan Ruyi.
Liu Jiesheng came today for two reasons: first, to invite Mr. Yang to appreciate his paintings, and second, to invite Mr. Yang to attend the opening of his calligraphy and painting shop.
Originally, Grandpa Yang had planned to go, but after what just happened, he has to reconsider whether he should go or not.
After that, Grandpa Yang didn't mention Liu Jiesheng again, and that was the end of that incident.
Yang Siyuan said he was inviting Yan Ruyi to a casual meal, but he actually laid out a table full of dishes.
After dinner, Grandpa Yang took Yan Ruyi to admire his collection of antiques.
The room was filled with antique porcelain, and the tricolor horse that Yang Siyuan had given him was placed in the most conspicuous position.
Yan Ruyi felt that Song Yiping's grandfather's collection was more valuable.
She had only been apart for two days, but she already missed Song Yiping a little.
Song Yiping checked the time; they had already traveled 50 kilometers at a brisk pace, taking 5 hours.
Yungang is all mountainous and forested area, and it had just rained a couple of days ago, so the roads were slippery and difficult to walk on.
A five-hour march was already the limit for these new recruits who had just joined their unit.
He instructed Cheng Chao to pass on the order to rest on the spot for 30 minutes.
A jeep drove up and stopped in front of Song Yiping.
Qian Shengbing jumped out of the car and greeted Song Yiping warmly, "Good job, Lao Song! You drove 50 kilometers without batting an eye. It seems you're as brave as ever."
Song Yiping glanced at the jeep, then at Qian Shengbing, his disdain obvious.
Qian Shengbing retorted angrily, "What kind of look is that? I've been doing clerical work all my life. How can I compare to a simple-minded, muscle-bound brute like you? Back in the day, you were my defeated opponent."
Commander Zhang came over and looked Qian Shengbing up and down. "You? Old Song is your defeated opponent?"
Qian Shengbing, "You don't believe me, do you?"
Commander Zhang shook his head. "I don't believe it."
A group of soldiers gathered around, eager to stir up trouble, and egged him on, saying, "Officer Qian, have a go at our regimental commander. If you beat him to a pulp, we'll treat you to dinner when we get back."
Commander Zhang took out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes and placed it on a rock next to him. "I bet you a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes that you won't last three minutes against Lao Song."
Qian Shengbing's competitive spirit was aroused. He took off his coat and threw it on the ground. "Come on, today I'll show you what I'm made of and see how I beat your Commander Song to a pulp."
Since Qian Shengbing had issued a challenge, Song Yiping naturally had to accept it.
He also took off his coat and beckoned to Qian Shengbing.
Qian Shengbing pounced on Song Yiping like a hungry tiger hunting its prey.
Song Yiping reacted extremely quickly, dodging the lunge with a sidestep, then swiftly turned and, with a grappling move, pinned Qian Shengbing to the ground.
Qian Shengbing, “!”
He was definitely bragging just now.
In the past, when he fought with Song Yiping, he could last at least 3 minutes against Song Yiping.
It's only been a few years, and he was defeated by Song Yiping in a single move!
A chorus of cheers erupted around them.
Song Yiping released Qian Shengbing.
Qian Shengbing rubbed his arm and stood up dejectedly.
Commander Zhang feigned concern, saying, "Officer Qian, are you alright?"
Qian Shengbing said, "Old Song is simply inhuman. I don't believe anyone can last five minutes against him."
Commander Zhang said, "Hey, you're bad at it yourself, and you're dragging others down with you."
Qian Shengbing: "You're not bad, are you? Then go and have a go with him."
Commander Zhang said, "Let's have a go. Old Song, let's have a fight and show them what it means to be evenly matched."
Commander Zhang managed to hold out for five minutes before Song Yiping took him down.
Two more people, not to be outdone, came up to challenge Song Yiping.
Song Yiping told them to go together.
Qian Shengbing lay on the ground, cursing, "Old Song, you son of a bitch, your physique isn't even human."
After a few fights, Song Yiping felt much better. He sat down next to Qian Shengbing, took out paper and pen from his pocket, and started writing and drawing on the paper.
Qian Shengbing's eyes lit up when he saw the pen in his hand. "Old Song, this pen of yours is pretty good!"
Song Yiping waved the pen in front of him.
Qian Shengbing looked on with envy, "Where did you buy it?"
Song Yiping put the pen away. "My girlfriend gave it to me."
Qian Shengbing, "..."
He could tell that Song Yiping was deliberately showing off.
He went over with a shameless grin and asked, "Oh, you're missing your boyfriend, aren't you?"
Song Yiping nodded calmly, "I've thought about it."
Qian Shengbing said sadly, "Old Song, you've changed. You're no longer the ruthless Commander Song you once were."
Song Yiping glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "Someone like you who doesn't have a partner can't understand this."
Qian Shengbing stood up and walked away angrily.
Song Yiping carefully put the pen away and stood up, looking towards the southeast.
Yan Ruyi is in that direction, but I don't know what she's doing now.
Yan Ruyi leaned on the hotel desk to write a letter to Song Yiping.
"Yiping:
Hello.
I am writing this letter to you from the Yali Bay Hotel, with the dazzling night view of the port city outside the window.
The night view of the port city is indeed beautiful. I think it would be even more beautiful if you could see it with me. It's a pity you can't come, but I've already taken some photos. When I get back, you can appreciate the prosperity of the port city through these photos.
On my second day in the port city, I was assigned to study at Fujibi.
According to the plan, I will start by learning from the business departments, and the learning time for each department will be about 2 to 3 days.
When I arrived at Fuji, I realized how little I knew about this industry. However, I am working hard to learn, and the staff at Fuji are very kind to me and happy to help me. I am confident that I can make Jialide bigger and stronger and surpass Fuji.
I'm currently staying at Ari Bay. Ari Bay provides three meals a day and even does laundry. Oh, and Chen Feiyong came to Gangcheng on a business trip. He visited me and took me to a buffet. Buffets are places where you pay and then eat whatever you want, as much as you want. I didn't eat much, so I felt like I wasted my money. I wish my second brother had come; he eats a lot and would definitely have gotten his money's worth even my portion.
Yang Siyuan also took me to the antique street, where you can find all kinds of antiques: calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, jewelry, ancient books... It was an eye-opener for me, although many of them were fakes. But fakes can't fool my sharp eyes. Yang Siyuan likes to collect snuff bottles, and I helped him find a "Fu Shou Xi" snuff bottle from the Qianlong period. I also found a treasure for myself. I won't tell you what it is now, just let you be curious for a bit. I'll show it to you when I get back.
I'm living well here, but I miss you a little. Sometimes I miss you so much that I can't sleep.
I also miss my mom, my dad, my older brothers, my older sisters-in-law, Sihe, Miaomiao, and Xiaohua.
But I'll be back soon. I don't know if you'll be back from training by then.
That's all for this letter, I'm going to sleep now.
Having finished writing the letter, Yan Ruyi mailed it out the next day at noon.
To get the letter to Song Yiping as quickly as possible, she also sent it by airmail.
The cost of sending a regular letter is equivalent to 1 RMB, while the cost of airmail is 3.5 RMB.
It's unclear whether she or this letter will meet Song Yiping sooner.
Yan Ruyi returned to Beijing in mid-November.
When she arrived, the sun was shining brightly in Hong Kong, but here in Beijing, it started snowing, even more heavily than when she left.
When she went to the port city, her mother insisted on stuffing a cotton-padded jacket into her bag. She couldn't refuse, so she took it with her.
As soon as I got off the train, I quickly took out my cotton-padded coat and put it on.
Thanks to this cotton-padded coat, she didn't freeze to death before entering the house.
Ye Hongzhen and Zhao Cuifang returned from buying groceries at the market. As soon as they entered the residential compound, Zhao Cuifang nudged Ye Hongzhen's arm and asked, "Isn't that Ruyi walking ahead?"
The road was covered in snow, and Ye Hongzhen was afraid of slipping, so she kept her eyes on the ground. Zhao Cuifang told her, and when she looked up, there was her daughter back.
In my excitement, I called out my daughter's nickname, "Lai Bao!"
Yan Ruyi turned around and saw that it was her mother, so she ran over to them.
Ye Hongzhen: "Slow down, don't slip."
Yan Ruyi ran over, put her bag on the ground, and hugged Ye Hongzhen.
Ye Hongzhen patted her, "You're such a grown-up, aren't you afraid your Aunt Zhao will laugh at you?"
Although I say that, I'm actually quite pleased with myself.
Zhao Cuifang has no daughter, and can only feel envious watching the mother and daughter being affectionate.
Ye Hongzhen patted her daughter, "You must be freezing. Let's go home quickly."
Yan Ruyi said, "When I came back, people in Hong Kong were still wearing short sleeves."
It's snowing heavily here, but people in the port city are still wearing short sleeves.
Ye Hongzhen and Zhao Cuifang both clicked their tongues in amazement.
Zhao Cuifang said, "That's why they say you should read ten thousand books and travel ten thousand miles. The more places you go, the more knowledge you gain. Ruyi, you've really gone out to get some experience."
Whether it's gold-plated or not, let's put that aside for now; at least I've learned something new.
Yan Ruyi is now eager to roll up her sleeves and get to work, to catch up with Fujibi.
When they arrived at her doorstep, Yan Ruyi opened her handbag, took out a bag of candy, and handed it to Zhao Cuifang. "This is a famous lucky candy from Gangcheng. It's for good luck."
Zhao Cuifang said happily, "Thanks to Ruyi, I'll be able to eat high-quality sugar for the rest of my life."
Hearing the voices outside, Li Yan came out of the house and said, "Ruyi is back."
Yan Ruyi: "You're back. Second sister-in-law, you didn't go to work today?"
Li Yan said, "The road was slippery, and I was afraid of falling, so I asked your second brother to ask for leave for me."
Seeing that Ye Hongzhen had gone to the kitchen, she whispered to Yan Ruyi, "Why are you giving the things you brought back from so far away to Aunt Zhao? She's not related to us at all."
It would be better to let her take it back to her parents' home.
Yan Ruyi said, "Second sister-in-law, haven't you heard the saying, 'A close neighbor is worse than a distant relative'?"
Wearing a cotton-padded coat, Yan Ruyi still felt a bit cold and was about to put on another layer of clothing when Ye Hongzhen came in, brought a cotton vest from her own room, and said to Yan Ruyi, "Your Aunt Zhao asked someone to go to the countryside to collect cotton, and I also got some. I made you a cotton vest. It was just finished a few days ago. Go and try it on to see if it fits."
Ye Hongzhen knew her daughter was afraid of the cold, and wearing too many layers would make it inconvenient for her to do things, so she made a cotton vest for her to wear underneath to keep warm without hindering her work.
Li Yan, "Have you finished making the baby's swaddle blanket, cotton-padded clothes, and pants?"
She could be asked this question eight hundred times a day. Ye Hongzhen replied irritably, "It's already made. It's all new outer and inner layers with new cotton. If you're not comfortable with it, you can make another set yourself."
Li Yan was also afraid that her mother-in-law would only be thinking about making cotton vests for her sister-in-law and forget about the baby in her belly.
If all the new cotton is used by the sister-in-law, then the baby in her belly will have to use the old cotton.
That's why I constantly remind Ye Hongzhen.
Now that everything was done, she was no longer worried.
She sat on the bench, eagerly waiting for Yan Ruyi to take something out of her handbag.
I want to see what Yan Ruyi bought, and whether she brought her any special gifts.
My sister-in-law received her first paycheck, and I bought her a gift. I guess I'll buy her one more when we go to the port city this time.
As a result, Yan Ruyi took the cotton vest and handbag and went back to her room.
Li Yan: "...Ruyi, what did you bring back from your trip to Hong Kong?"
Yan Ruyi said, "I didn't bring much. Things there are too expensive. A steamed bun costs 50 cents, and that's the cheapest one. The more expensive ones cost one or two dollars."
Ye Hongzhen was taken aback. "So expensive, can you afford it?"
Yan Ruyi said, "Their salaries are high; even the lowest-paid ones earn around a thousand yuan a month."
She put on a cotton vest and came out of the house. "Mom, this is perfect."
Ye Hongzhen said, "I'll wear that."
She went to the kitchen to get busy again.
Yan Ruyi opened her handbag again and took out a bag of candy. After tearing open the bag, she said to Li Yan, "Second sister-in-law, this is the famous Maltesers from Hong Kong."
Li Yan thought the whole bag was for her, but Yan Ruyi tore the bag open just so she could taste it.
She grabbed a handful in a fit of pique, then craned her neck to look into Yan Ruyi's room.
Yan Ruyi took everything out of her bag. Besides clothes, there were some colorful items. One item wrapped in black velvet was the most eye-catching. Li Yan thought it must be something good, so she went into Yan Ruyi's room and reached out to take it.
Yan Ruyi stopped her from moving, saying, "Second sister-in-law, don't touch this."
She found this in the antique street of the port city. Because it wasn't a trendy collectible like porcelain or calligraphy and paintings, it had been gathering dust in a remote corner.
The moment she saw it, she felt it was a perfect match for Song Yiping, so she bought it immediately.
Yang Siyuan even smiled kindly at her, saying she was a ragpicker.
But she just liked it, and she wanted to give it to Song Yiping.
Li Yan didn't receive a gift from Yan Ruyi, and she wasn't even allowed to touch the things she brought, which made her so angry that she turned around and left Yan Ruyi's room.
After dinner, Li Yan went back to her room to sleep. Only then did Ye Hongzhen ask Yan Ruyi, "Xiao Song doesn't know you're back yet, does he? Why don't you give him a call?"
Yan Ruyi said, "He took the troops on a field training exercise, saying it would last for half a month. I don't know if he's back yet."
"No wonder I haven't seen him for the past two weeks."
Ever since he and Yan Ruyi officially became a couple, Song Yiping has been coming here every day. He doesn't act like an outsider when he comes; he does his work and eats and drinks as usual.
Ye Hongzhen was quite worried when he suddenly stopped coming.
Ye Hongzhen: "Then go and call their unit and see if he's back yet?"
Yan Ruyi should make a phone call and ask.
"Then I'll call their troops."
Yan Ruyi went to the reception room and dialed Song Yiping's office phone number.
The phone kept ringing, and no one answered.
Yan Ruyi put down the phone and came out of the reception room.
Her grandmother said that if you miss someone, just keep saying that person's name, and that person will appear soon.
She mentioned Yang Siyuan last time.
Yan Ruyi decided to keep repeating it all the way home, and then write Song Yiping's name in her notebook and continue repeating it.
"Song Yiping, Song Yiping, Song Yiping..."
He kept muttering to himself and looked expectantly toward the main road, wondering if it would work and bring Song Yiping back.
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