Chapter 289 Preparing Food for the Road
Ma Aning smiled as she looked at the two people who were carrying their luggage and preparing to leave.
She said softly, "Xingyun, Xiahou, we won't see you off today. Let Xiaoxiao see you out! You're welcome to come back to the village to play anytime you have free time in the future!"
Dai Xingyun nodded and replied, "Uncle, Aunt, don't worry! We will definitely come back to visit you both whenever we have time."
"Furthermore, if you'd like to visit Kyoto and take a look around our university, I'll definitely be your guide and show you around!"
Hearing this, Ma Aning was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Okay, okay, we'll definitely come to see you when we have time!"
At this moment, Shen Xiaoxiao, who was standing to the side, stepped forward, handed a bankbook to Dai Xingyun, and told him to keep it safe.
After receiving the passbook, Dai Xingyun nodded solemnly, indicating that she had remembered what she had said.
Then, Shen Xiaoxiao accompanied the two of them as they slowly walked out of the house.
"Remember to let me know you're safe when you get home!" Shen Xiaoxiao repeatedly reminded him with a worried expression.
"I know that if anything happens to you at home, don't forget to call me immediately."
"By the way, did you remember my home phone number?" Dai Xingyun asked with a smile, her gaze gentle as water.
"Mmm!" Shen Xiaoxiao nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with reluctance.
She gazed at Dai Xingyun silently, as if trying to etch his current appearance deep into her heart.
Just then, Uncle Lao Gen slowly drove his oxcart over.
Xiahou Jie nimbly carried the two men's luggage onto the oxcart, and then nimbly climbed on.
Dai Xingyun also looked at Shen Xiaoxiao one last time with reluctance, and gently reached out to tuck a few stray strands of hair behind her ear.
He said softly, "Remember to think of me!" As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and climbed onto the oxcart.
As Shen Xiaoxiao gazed at Dai Xingyun's figure, her eyes couldn't help but redden slightly.
At this moment, seeing that the two had already boarded the vehicle, Uncle Lao Gen raised his whip, cracking it in the air with a crisp sound, urging the old ox to move forward quickly.
With the sound of wheels rolling and the hooves of the old ox pounding the ground, the oxcart gradually disappeared at the end of the road...
Shen Xiaoxiao's gaze followed the oxcart as it drove further and further away. Her heart was pulled along by an invisible thread, tightening with each passing moment, and her reluctance to part grew stronger.
Standing at the door, Ma Aning quietly watched her daughter, who stood there blankly, staring ahead, her eyes filled with tenderness.
She said softly, "Xiaoxiao, it's windy and cold outside. Come inside quickly, don't catch a cold. Besides, you'll see each other again soon!"
Hearing her mother's words, Shen Xiaoxiao slowly came back to her senses and forced a smile, but the smile seemed somewhat forced and bitter.
She took a deep breath, trying to pull herself together, and said, "Mom, don't worry, I'm fine."
"It's just that we've been together all these years and have never been apart, so this sudden separation is really hard for me."
Ma Aning stepped forward, gently stroked her daughter's hair, and softly comforted her, "Silly child, all good things must come to an end. This separation is actually for a better reunion in the future."
Shen Xiaoxiao nodded, muttering to herself as if trying to convince herself, "Yes, Mom, I understand. I'm probably just not used to it yet. I'll definitely get used to it in a few days."
As she spoke, she reached out and took Ma Aning's arm, and the mother and daughter walked into the house together.
Although she had already stepped into her home, Shen Xiaoxiao's thoughts were still lingering on the oxcart that had disappeared into the distance, and she glanced back at it.
Dai Xingyun and Xiahou Jie rushed all the way and finally arrived at the train station with more than an hour to spare before the train's departure.
The two of them clutched their tickets, carefully checked the train number and seat number, and headed towards the waiting room.
After entering the waiting room, they found an empty seat and sat down quietly, waiting for the time to check their tickets.
Unlike Xiahou Jie, who remained calm, Dai Xingyun's expression was somewhat gloomy from the moment he sat down, and he never seemed to relax.
Not only that, he also got up and paced back and forth in front of his seat.
Seeing Dai Xingyun's anxious and restless appearance, Xiahou Jie couldn't help but say, "Hey bro! You're making my eyes blurry from pacing around like that! Can't you just sit down and rest for a bit?"
Dai Xingyun stopped and slowly turned around, one hand pressed tightly against his chest, his brows furrowed, and he replied in a low voice, "I don't know why, I just always feel particularly uncomfortable inside."
Upon hearing this, Xiahou Jie's expression instantly turned serious. He quickly stood up, strode to Dai Xingyun's side, and asked with concern, "What happened?"
"Could it be that your old problem has flared up again? But you've been doing well for the past few years and haven't had a relapse."
Xiahou Jie looked at his friend with a worried expression.
Dai Xingyun's face was gloomy, as if shrouded in a dark cloud. He said in a muffled voice, "No, it's just that I feel like a big piece of my heart is missing. It's empty and makes me very uncomfortable."
Hearing this, Xiahou Jie couldn't help but tease, "You're not feeling good because you've left Little Sister, are you?" He then winked at Dai Xingyun.
Upon hearing this, Dai Xingyun was taken aback at first, and then fell into a long silence.
After a long while, he slowly raised his head, looked at Xiahou Jie, and said softly, "What do you say, if I don't go back, I'll wait here for Xiaoxiao to go back together?"
Upon hearing this, Xiahou Jie's eyes widened immediately. He looked at Dai Xingyun as if he were a monster, then rolled his eyes without any politeness and said irritably.
"Hmph, not good at all! Have you completely forgotten the little favor you promised? What, do you expect me to do it for you two?"
After hearing this, Dai Xingyun finally found a place to sit down and stopped pacing around.
Like an eggplant struck by frost, it drooped its head and fell silent once more.
Time slipped away little by little.
Suddenly, a piercing horn sounded from afar, growing clearer and clearer until it reached everyone's ears.
Upon hearing this voice, Xiahou Jie, whose face had been tense, immediately showed joy and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
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