44 Return to Nanjing

Sitting on the bus back to Beijing, Xiao Chen was stunned. He remembered her but lost her again. God always likes to play tricks on people like this, which is ridiculous and hateful.

The ringing of the mobile phone in his trousers pocket suddenly rang. Xiao Chen took out his mobile phone with some puzzlement. At first glance, it was Zhu Shihao. He didn't understand the reason why the man made this call at this time. After thinking about it, Xiao Chen still pressed the answer button.

"Zhang Qiuling went to John in Baltimore, USA. Hopkins Hospital. This is Zhu Shihao's first and last sentence.

The dull-looking man suddenly burst into infinite joy on the outline of his face, trembling with excitement.

Looking at the scenery outside the bus going with the wind, Xiao Chen's heart was very good. Although Zhu Shihao only said such a sentence, it was enough to rejuvenate the dead man in his heart.

After getting off the bus, Xiao Chen got on the bus and rushed to the scene. He was ready to pack up his luggage and rush to Nanjing. Although he promised that the company would not set foot in Nanjing for six years, the premise was that his amnesia had always existed. Now that he remembered the past, how could he still hesitate?

The little mouse Li San ignored life and death and Lin Ruohai went to Macao. Xiao Chen dared not forget this kind of brotherhood. The three brothers of Beiluqiao accompanied him to Shanghai Ziyuan without hesitation, Zhou Banxian, Wang Gui, and Zhang Tianyou, who was far away in Tibet. He couldn't let go of too many people.

After saying goodbye to Fan Yao in Room 110, Xiao Chen went straight to the railway station and wanted to go south to Nanjing to meet those brothers and old friends.

Although Fan Yao and the other two tried their best to retain them, they were still rejected by Xiao Chen. Originally, he only thought about Zhang Qiuling, but at this moment, since he knew that she still had hope to live, the characters behind the women appeared in his mind one by one.

"Look for me in Nanjing when you are free." Xiao Chen smiled and said goodbye to Fan Yao.

Although the age difference is very big, getting along with each other for more than a month still makes Fan Yaosan a lot of reluctance. Looking at the men who are far away, the three talented actors waved goodbye one after another.

Sitting on the train back to Nanjing, Xiao Chen's mind suddenly popped up the half-truth and fake jokes about marriage with Zhang Qiuling in Nanjing. In this way, when thinking about it in his heart, the man's eyebrows gently raised, just thinking that there was no reason in the heart of Zhang Qiuling and Xiao Chen in the United States. How uneasy.

"Do you want to be my man? At least you have to swallow thousands of miles like a tiger and you can't lose to Xiao Changhe in Shanghai. You can't lose to Zhuge Zizhan and Sima Wenyan in Suzhou and Hangzhou. Can you do it? If you can do it, I will let you marry me."

This is what a woman said to a man in Haida Community. Although it is a joke, it has a special taste.

Swallow thousands of miles like a tiger, and a man should be a hero.

You can't take the identity of a toad to marry a general's daughter, a peerless beauty. Even if her life and death are unknown at this moment, Xiao Chen believes that God will not treat him well. She can't die even if she is shot five times. How can she die?

The first thing Xiao Chen did after returning to Nanjing was to get off the train and go straight to Haida Community.

When Xiao Chen went upstairs, he saw a big boy, about twenty-two or thirty-three years old, wearing a No. 8 Lakers jersey and holding a basketball around his waist. Xiao Chen felt familiar, but he didn't remember for a moment. Although he hadn't come to this place for four years, the scenery was still like yesterday, but people were constantly changing. Moreover, Xiao Chen just wanted to Let's take a look at Zhang Qiuling's home in Nanjing earlier.

Xiao Chen did not recognize the man, but the man recognized Xiao Chen.

"Xiao Chen?" The boy looked at Xiao Chen suspiciously and asked with a surprised face.

"Ye Chengwen?" Trying to recall it in his mind, Xiao Chen finally remembered the man's name, but he hadn't seen him for four years. At this moment, the boy's body was much less green, and instead it was full of sunshine.

"Are you not dead?" Ye Chengwen tried to calm down. Naturally, he, a little man, couldn't know the battle that took place in Shanghai four years ago, but he was curious about how the obscene guy hadn't come to find the beautiful fairy-like woman for a long time. After asking, he knew that he had died. When he suddenly heard the news of his death, Ye Cheng Wen still felt a trace of sadness in his heart. Although he was a little obscene, he was not bad. How could he die?

"Cursed me as soon as we met?" Xiao Chen said with a smile, with a witty smile on his face.

"I dare not, I dare not." Ye Chengwen also smiled, probably because the older he is, the more sensible he is, and less sharp he is. At the beginning, the teenager who wrote "He set sail day by day to say goodbye to his relatives and grows into Tokyo to kill ghosts" has transition from a sharp age to mature and smooth.

"Your sister is also at home?" Xiao Chen asked.

"I went to my hometown with my brother-in-law, and it will be Tomb-sweeping Day in a few days." Ye Chengwen replied with a smile. After saying that, he continued, "Yes, I have the key to your house. I'll go back and get it for you."

"Did she give it to you?" Xiao Chen frowned slightly, and then unfolded again, full of happiness.

"Yes, Sister Zhang said she would give it to you when you came back."

With the sound of the key turning on the door lock, Xiao Chen's brain became empty in an instant, four years, too long and too long.

When the door opened, Xiao Chen looked at the original decorations and a few furniture in the room. He suddenly felt like a dream and touched the table, which was already full of dust. With a gentle sigh, the most thing that time brings to this two bedrooms and one living room is this dust.

Take a deep breath and exhale for a long time.

Regardless of the fatigue of the journey, Xiao Chen began to wipe the table, mop the floor and clean everything that should be cleaned in the two bedrooms and one living room. At the beginning, Zhang Qiuling said that she wanted to have her own home. There was no reason for Xiao Chen to let him and Zhang Qiuling's home be occupied by dust.

After being busy for more than three hours, the dusty two bedrooms and one living room glowed again.

"When did I love to be so clean?" Xiao Chen looked at the brand-new room and smiled, and his heart was full of relief. He took out the red Nanjing he had bought in the small supermarket outside the door and pumped up. While swallowing clouds and spitting fog, he sighed secretly.

At noon, Ye Chengwen came and wanted to invite Xiao Chen to dinner. At the same time that the boy had become so clear when he saw that he had a deep hatred, Xiao Chen smiled at the adult boy and said, "You can eat, you have to drink."

"I'm going to buy it." Ye Chengwen said quickly.

"Forget it, you cook the food, and you stir-fry the dishes. Let me buy this wine, but only drink beer." Thinking of the scene where the boy was drunk after two bottles of beer, Xiao Chen laughed again.

A few steps downstairs and went straight to the supermarket outside the community. After looking around, I found a small supermarket called Sunshine Supermarket, a miniature supermarket with only one facade.

Probably thinking of the Sunshine Bath, Xiao Chen walked into this seemingly insignificant supermarket.

In the supermarket, a middle-aged man over 40 years old and a young man in his twenties were smoking and farting face to face, and they didn't notice that there was one more person in the supermarket.