“Of course I can, and so can Andy and Damian.” Wen Ruan nodded with a smile.
"Perhaps we can go together, and of course Aurora too. You know, I'm going back to my country this week, and these are my last few days here."
“We can take a group photo together. I think I will definitely cherish it. It’s a very precious memory,” Wen Ruan sighed.
Andy said with a look of regret, "It's really a pity. It was a very pleasant time working with you. I wish you all the best in the future."
"Thank you very much, Senior Andy."
Soon, the four of them took a group photo. Years later, when they met again and talked about their student days, it all seemed like a dream. Especially when Wen Ruan learned that Aurora and Damian, whom she had always disliked, had become a couple, it felt like a dream...
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A week later, when Wen Ruan stepped onto the land of China again, she felt incredibly at ease. At that moment, Wen Ruan truly realized that only on this land could she find true security and a sense of belonging.
Thinking that she hadn't seen her family and relatives in her hometown for quite some time, Wen Ruan's steps became somewhat hurried.
Soon she boarded the bus to the small courtyard house.
Wen Ruan felt that although she had only been away from China for a little over a year and a half, the country seemed to have undergone earth-shattering changes.
Putting everything else aside, the style and materials of the clothes alone were things Wen Ruan had never seen before.
In the past, the streets were filled with uniform black, white, and gray, with the saying "new for three years, old for three years, and patched up for another three years." The most fashionable attire was the green military uniform. If you wore it out, you would definitely be the focus of attention on the street and at the forefront of fashion.
But now, people's clothing is noticeably brighter. More and more girls are wearing brightly colored floral dresses and little white dresses, while boys are wearing polyester shirts. Wen Ruan could clearly feel that people seemed to be more energetic than before.
Everyone's mental state seems to have changed significantly.
Wen Ruan sat on the bus, quietly observing everything, feeling a sense of relief wash over her.
Soon, the bus stopped at the station closest to her home, and Wen Ruan, carrying what seemed like a lot of luggage, struggled to get off.
The neighborhood around her home had also changed a lot. The steamed bun stall that Song Yan used to buy from had gradually developed into a shop. An elderly couple was very busy inside, and a little child was running around. It was full of life. That must be their little grandson, Wen Ruan thought.
Along both sides of the road, rows of small shops were numerous, making Wen Ruan feel both familiar and somewhat unfamiliar. Clean and tidy snack shops, cozy breakfast stalls, and various vendors guarded this road.
As she reached the front door, Wen Ruan gently touched the doorknob, her eyes filled with memories.
She took out her key and gently turned the doorknob. The house was quiet, and no one was home. Wen Ruan put her things down. The room was spotless, but there was no sign of life. It was clear that the owner was often away from home.
Wen Ruan was exhausted after the long flight, but she was very excited to be back in her familiar homeland. She planned to take care of herself first, and then call the Wen and Song families to visit them in the afternoon.
As for Song Yan... Wen Ruan wanted to give him a surprise...
So Wen Ruan carried her things to the bathroom, and after a lot of effort, she finally heated up the water and took a nice, long hot shower. She felt as if all her fatigue had disappeared.
Wen Ruan had just finished tidying herself up and changing her clothes. She was about to dry her hair and take the things she had bought in London to visit both sets of parents.
Suddenly, while drying her hair in her room, she faintly heard the sound of a key being inserted into the front door, and she couldn't help but hold her breath in nervousness.
It's late September, and it happens to be a Wednesday. Song Yan should be at work in the neighboring county at this time. It can't be him. So who is it? And who has the house key...? Wen Ruan couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Look, if you ask me, it would have been so much better if you had taken early retirement. Now we can go shopping together, research food together, and when Ruan Ruan and Xiao Yan's baby is born, we can play with the baby and enjoy life."
“Going to work every day is so tiring, you don’t know anything about life…” Wen Ruan vaguely heard Song’s mother’s voice in the room.
“Who says otherwise? It’s my fault for not listening to you sooner. I don’t know what’s wrong with my brain. I was full of enthusiasm back then, thinking about starting a business every day, but now I’m stuck in these trivial family matters. It’s all because of my husband, Mr. Wen. He was worried that I would be bored at home, so he found me a job, and I’ve been working there for decades.” Mrs. Wen sighed from the side.
"Now I know how easy life is. I don't have to think about going to work every day. To be honest, I've been working for decades and I'm really fed up with it... I don't know what's so appealing about the jobs of my husband and your husband Song. They work from dawn till dusk every day..." Wen's mother and Song's mother had a heated discussion.
About a year after Wen Ruan left home, Wen's mother's health began to decline. Although previous medical examinations had not revealed any major problems, decades of work, especially her role as the women's director, had filled her ears with all sorts of trivial family matters every day.
In addition, Wen's mother is a somewhat emotional and very righteous person. She can't stand women who commit domestic violence or neglect their parents. Every time she goes to mediate, she gets worried and angry. Over time, her health has deteriorated.
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