Chapter 51: Return

The dim morning light slowly shines on the clean streets of Hallstatt, which is known as the most beautiful lake town.

It is quiet and peaceful, and the air has always been filled with a faint fragrance of grass. Everyone living in this town seems to be an artist and can carve all kinds of exquisite ornaments with wood at will.

In the days when I lived here, I also tried to learn to make some simple wood carvings in my spare time, but they all ended up failing. Ugly carvings and myself scratched by these clumsy hands, I seem to have always been like this, broken and incomplete.

This is my last day in Hallstatt. As when I came, I don't have a big bag of luggage to pack. It's still a few clothes and a few books. The souvenir only brought red wine to my father and the crystal jewelry Yuan Meng asked me to bring.

In the past two years in Hallstatt Town, I have stayed away from everything there as I wished and completely lost contact with Ye Yichen and Situ Lei. Even the family rarely calls. It's not that I don't miss them, but if I really want to be separated from them, I have to be patient.

I know them, and I know how simple the whereabouts they want to master. At the same time, I can't see through them, as if I never know how many unknown secrets and feelings that are both true and false in their hearts have hidden from me.

"Liu Ziyang, can you hurry up!" Yuan Meng stood at the gate of the airport and looked around.

"I, my aunt, we are here to pick up the plane, not the hijacking. You told me to bring so many things quickly. How fast is it?" Liu Ziyang in the distance was carrying two huge travel bags and a one-meter-wide billboard slowly walking towards Yuan Meng. Like a prisoner who is about to be executed, he has to reach his head to his hand with a big knife.

"You just lack exercise and lack common sense. Which hijacker do you have to bring your own luggage?" Yuan Meng shouted loudly and didn't even look at Liu Ziyang.

Yuan Meng pulled out the sign inserted in Liu Ziyang's clothes and waved his hand, signaling him not to rest and move on.

"Can you let me have a full meal before I die?" Liu Ziyang, who had taken off the sign, said helplessly.

"Well, I'll let you understand after receiving Luolin." Yuan Meng looked calm.

I don't know when I fell in love with the feeling of flying in the air. Even if it was sealed in this exquisite iron gift box, the people in the box took off and landed with their own joys and sorrows. But not everyone's destination is the place where their hearts go.

I got off the plane with the help of flight attendants. This year's independent life in Hallstatt made me fully recognize myself, what can be strong, and how to put down my meaningless self-esteem.

The winter here is indeed much colder than Austria. I subconsciously took a breath and slowly came to the exit hall.

I have been living my life there alone, and it was a week ago that I contacted Yuan Meng again. She said she would pick me up anyway.

Before I could find it as soon as I entered the airport lobby, I saw a dazzling pick-up plate from afar. The three bright red characters "Xia Luolin" jumped on the paper, and there were scattered balloons hanging around, as if several of them had shriveled due to air leakage.

She carried the sign around like a pin. I think she is the only one who can do such a strange pick-up card in the world.

"Yuan Meng!" I waved to her and shouted.

"Xia Luolin! I'm here!!" Yuan Meng dropped off the pick-up card and ran to me.

"Bad Luolin, bad Luolin, you conscienceless bastard, you left me so far away and walked for so long that you didn't even call me. Why are you so cruel?" Yuan Meng hugged me excitedly and refused to let me up. I seem to be a heartless man.

"Didn't I come back? I haven't seen you become so sad for two years." Although I said so, the excitement in my heart was actually stronger than her.

"Your hands are so cold. The temperature there should be warmer than Beijing. Are you hungry? Do you want to go home and get some sleep before we go to dinner? Yuan Meng is still the same as before. When she sees me, she can't close her chat box.

"Hey, can you two care about me?" Liu Ziyang stood aside and finally couldn't stand it.

"Yes, yes, I almost forgot you. Bring it quickly." Yuan Meng said and took over Liu Ziyang's travel bag and began to turn around.

It was not until then that I found that Liu Ziyang had been standing silently behind Yuan Meng and looking at us without saying a word. I didn't expect him to pick me up, let alone imagine how he would face my return, and even how much he would hate me after I left, the Xia Luolin who had been crazy and quarreled with him.

I didn't dare to think about this during my time in Austria. What's more, I didn't expect to see him on the first day I came back. We looked at each other in connoyant and stopped talking and stayed in our hearts.

I really wanted to say something to Liu Ziyang. Before I could speak, an orange blanket suddenly hit me and covered my head.

Yuan Meng opened the two canvas bags she had just received from Liu Ziyang, which were full of clothes, blankets, scarves and other things. She was taking them out one by one and measuring them on me.

"In the past two years, I don't know whether you are fat, thin or short, so I have to bring more things to spare. Beijing is not as warm as Austria. It's windy and cold at night, and your scarf and blankets are covered." Yuan Meng said, his voice getting smaller and smaller.

I know, she cried. She lowered her head and silently handed me what she thought was available in her bag. The slightly long bangs covered her eyes, but her hands couldn't help wiping her cheeks. She was no longer the girl who only looked at me and giggled. More delicate seeds were planted in her heart, and time also sprouted the maturity and strength in each of our hearts.

"Yuan Meng." I gave a soft shout.

"Well, what's wrong? Aren't these suitable?" Yuan Meng stopped his busy hand and looked at me.

"I'm sorry, I won't leave you for so long." I took Yuan Meng into my arms and gently stroked her hair. It felt exactly the same as before, like a tame little lion that had not yet grown up.

"Hmm." With that, Yuan Meng cried undisguisedly in my arms, crying and saying that I couldn't hear anything.

Indeed, I am too selfish and wayward this time. My friendship with Yuan Meng has not faded away with the passage of time as I thought. Everything that happened before drifted away like a cloud, as if forgetting the painful feeling at the beginning, but those people and those things were as clear as yesterday.

On the way home, I listened to Yuan Meng talking about his own affairs and looked at the scenery outside the window. Everything here was the same, except for a few small shops by the roadside.

And Liu Ziyang and I still didn't say a word. Yuan Meng's whole mind focused on me and completely put Liu Ziyang aside and had no time to take care of it.

Every time I want to peek at Liu Ziyang, I always find that he is also looking at me. I don't know if he has been staring at me, and I dare not look at him for too long.

It was past 2 o'clock in the evening when they got home. Liu Ziyang stopped Yuan Meng, who insisted on staying at my house, and they took a taxi home together.

I opened the door and gently entered the room. The room was empty, and it was basically empty except for some things that were inconvenient to take away. Every room is very clean, not like it has not been lived in for a long time.

"I'm back."

I said to myself and threw my luggage aside. After a simple wash, I went to bed. There is still a familiar smell on the pillow, the smell of mother. The whole house is spotless, and I don't know who often comes to clean it up so clean.

Yes, this is my home, whether you are still here or not.