"Dear traveler, welcome to the country of Tianfu, Chengdu, Sichuan!"

Among the crowds coming and going, Zhao Yiyang dragged his heavy suitcase to Chengdu Shuangliu Airport.

"Hey? I've got off the plane! Oh, okay, wait, I've seen you!"

After walking out of the airport exit, Zhao Yiyang was far away, but at a glance he saw Zhao Xiaojia wearing a white hat and a small green velvet jacket!

A smile appeared on Zhao Yiyang's face, like the joy from the heart when he left home and returned home. At this moment, there was finally another object to express it.

"Come on, hug!"

Zhao Yiyang pushed his suitcase to the side, opened his arms, and waited for the girl opposite to him to move.

However, although Zhao Xiaojia is a Sichuan girl, she, who had just confirmed that she had been with her for less than two months, still seemed a little shy when facing his initiative. After all, this was her first love.

"All right!"

Unable to wait for the girl to take the initiative, Zhao Yiyang, a man, took the initiative to hold his girlfriend into his arms, and then he took his girlfriend's hand and walked out of the airport.

"The hotel has already booked it for you! I'll take you to have something delicious tonight!"

Because everyone is still young and is in Zhao Xiaojia's hometown, Zhao Xiaojia feels that it is not just telling her family about her love story. This time she ran out to the airport to pick her up, and she also found a reason for the classmate's reunion.

"Chengdu is indeed a good place!" Sitting in the car, Zhao Yiyang opened the city outside the window, feeling aroused.

"Of course, our Chengdu Temple is a good place, and the Bashi is very good!" The person who answered Zhao Yiyang was not Zhao Xiaojia sitting next to him, but the driver of the taxi.

"Haha, young man, I came to Chengdu to find a girlfriend?" The driver also switched Mandarin even though, because he knew that he was from another place when he heard Zhao Yiyang's accent.

"Every girl in Chengdu is great! Don't be a disheartened man!"

"Hahaha!"

Feeling the driver's familiarity, Zhao Yiyang obviously was a little uncomfortable, and could only use awkward laughter to avoid this problem that was obviously not suitable for them in love.

After walking from Shuangliu Airport to the city, I walked for an hour and a half. Although Zhao Yiyang had already received a salary of half a month and had a bonus of hundreds of thousands, I still felt a little sorry for my wallet when I saw the number of the timer on the taxi.

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Get off at the Ritz-Carlton Hotel on Chunxi Road, Zhao Yiyang dragged his luggage and packed the check-in procedures.

The staff at the front desk saw Zhao Yiyang and Zhao Xiaojia come together, so they directly took care of both of them asking for their ID cards. This made Zhao Xiaojia feel embarrassed. After all, it must be the same for most people to appear in the hotel with their boyfriends.

However, Zhao Xiaojia still did not give her ID, because tonight, Zhao Yiyang was the only one who checked in.

After putting down my luggage, it was already 7 o'clock in the evening.

In winter, if you are in Hangzhou or the Magic City, it will be basically dark at this time, but in Chengdu, southwest, it is still at dusk.

After coming out of the hotel, Zhao Yiyang stood on the overpass, looking at the "sunset" where there was no sun in the distance. He wanted to use some literary words to describe his mood, but when he spoke, he really couldn't say it.

Finally, he only put up a very scenic sentence: "Chengdu is really good, it's the weather in winter, and you can't see the sun!"

When Zhao Xiaojia heard this, she was immediately angry. After all, no one wanted to hear others say bad things about her hometown.

However, when this was said from Zhao Yiyang, he felt that it was not good, so he added: "But, you are the sun in my heart!"

This love words that cannot be more rustic were finally said from the lover. Zhao Xiaojia was indeed warm, just like a warm wind blowing away the cold moisture in Chengdu.

"Hmph! Don't blame me for being rude about Chengdu in the future!" Zhao Xiaojia waved his little fist and looked fierce, but this look was very cute in Zhao Yiyang's eyes.

"Let's go! I'm hungry!"

The dinner Zhao Xiaojia and Zhao Yiyang prepared to have is also a local specialty in Sichuan, fish head hotpot.

In fact, I had Yutou Hotpot when Zhao Yiyang was in college before. At that time, it was at the south gate of the school, and there was a Sichuan restaurant. By chance, he saw someone making a mistake in ordering this kind of mistake that looked like a hotpot, so he also tried it with his roommate.

It turned out that it was indeed quite delicious, so when he found out that Zhao Xiaojia's surprise was fish head hotpot, he still made a sound: "That's it?"

"That's it?"

"No, I mean this is pretty good. I like eating fish!"

Zhao Yiyang is still very keen on survival. Although sometimes he will inadvertently express his true thoughts, he still covers them up as much as possible. Although this covering is more obvious in the eyes of others.

This meal was naturally very pleasant. Although there was a little bit of fun before the meal, when Zhao Xiaojia saw that Zhao Yiyang actually ate two fish alone, she nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that he still agrees with my choice!"

After dinner, the two walked back in the night market in Chengdu. The nightlife in Chengdu can be considered rich nationwide, which is also related to his geographical location. Because the sunset is late, people's daily life will also move back accordingly, which leads to the fact that when the night comes, for the people in Chengdu, their lives that really belong to them have just begun.

"Do you want to sit in such a tavern?"

Suddenly, Zhao Yiyang saw a store on the side of the road. The sign on the store had the words "tall" written on it, which made him suddenly think of some memories.

"Forget it!" Zhao Xiaojia is a good girl. She has never been to bars or bars since she was a child.

"I don't look like a bar inside. I'll go and take a look first. If it doesn't work, let's leave!"

Zhao Yiyang went to the tavern and found that the decoration inside was actually more inclined to the teahouse, without those fancy things, so he took Zhao Xiaojia down.

"There is a girl from the south, she is like a daffodil~"

In the tavern, there was a resident singer singing his own song. When Zhao Yiyang heard the God of Songs, he remembered what his memories were.

It turned out that there was a very popular folk song in his previous life, called "Chengdu", and the name of the tavern appeared in it. Therefore, when he saw the three words on the plaque, he felt familiar.
Chapter completed!