Chapter Twenty Nine
After three years of seeing each other, Jiang Bin also changed into a new car. The black SUV is calm and atmospheric, with a stable chassis, and there is no obvious bump even during driving.
Ye Yingning held his coat and was eager to see her hometown outside the window, which she hadn't seen for a long time, but she didn't know if she was too tired. A few minutes later, she tilted her head and gently closed her eyes against the seat.
Seeing that she had not spoken for a long time, Jiang Bin, who was concentrating on driving, turned his head and saw that she was sleeping soundly, he couldn't help but reach out to confirm whether her seat belt was tied up, and then continued to look forward to driving the car, but a hint of pleasant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Jiang Bin felt fortunate that she was alone in a foreign country, starting from scratch, but she made her career reach a new peak.
However, he also knew very well how much she had paid for this.
Two people are in different countries, often from the early morning to the dawn, one watching how dawn is in the Middle Sea and the other watching how dawn is in London.
After driving forty minutes, Jiang Bin stopped the car and saw that Ye Yingning had not woken up, he did not rush to call her.
There was a faint smell of orange essential oil in the car, which was fresh and pleasant. Knowing that she was coming back, he went to clean the whole vehicle and changed into a full set of seat cushions.
In her sleep, Ye Yingning moved her nose like a child. This smell made her relax and familiar. In the past, when she had insomnia, she would light an aromatherapy lamp in the bedroom. Sometimes it was lavender, sometimes it was lemon and grapefruit, and more of it was sweet orange, accompanying her to sleep in the middle of the night.
He fell into a trance and misty feeling that he seemed to have returned to the apartment where he had lived with Chong Tiange for several months. He often worked overtime and always came back very late, while she leaned against the bedside reading a book while waiting for him. Once, Ye Yingning couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep with her head down. When Chong Tiange tiptoed into the bedroom, he would always wake her up with distress and amusement when he saw this scene, and let her lie down and continue to sleep.
She moved her neck, as if someone was looking at her, and then opened her eyes.
It was hard to tell whether it was a reality or a dream. She seemed to meet a pair of eyes that were comparable to the dark night. The face with clear lines was full of anger at this moment. In an instant, she felt like she fell into an endless abyss, and his sinister eyes completely drove her into a hell that would never be restored.
"The child is dead! You don't want him! You killed him! I want you to live and endure this pain forever! Ye Yingning, you are a wolf-hearted woman! You cruel devil!"
It seemed that a wind was blowing, mixed with shrill shouts and the cry of the baby, bursts.
Almost almost breathless, Ye Yingning reached out, grabbed his collar, shook his head desperately, and murmured: "No, no...no..."
"Yingning, Yingning, wake up! Have you had a nightmare?"
The shoulder suddenly hurt, as if it was being pinched. Ye Yingning struggled for a moment and suddenly opened her eyes.
My vision is still blurred, but my thoughts have gradually returned to the clear light.
It turned out to be just a dream.
The shaking face in front of him stopped little by little, and it was Jiang Bin, staring at him with concern.
Ye Yingning was confused for a few seconds, raised her hand to hold her forehead, and she slowly sat upright and asked awkwardly: "I'm dreaming, right? Didn't you say anything you shouldn't say?"
Jiang Bin breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't wake up again, and he couldn't help but pinch her.
"No, you just seemed to be breathless, but you didn't say anything. Take a break and then get off the bus. I'll get you a bottle of water."
After saying that, he pushed the door and got out of the car, took a bottle of mineral water from the back compartment and handed it to Ye Yingning.
She took it, took a few sips, and finally calmed down.
"Get out of the car, I'm fine anymore. Don't let Aunt Zhao wait for a long time. She should be anxious."
Ye Yingning picked up her handbag and walked into Ankang Garden side by side with Jiang Bin. A year ago, Zhao Zixiu's original residence was bought by the developer and gave her a considerable resettlement fee. She added some savings and bought a three-bedroom and two-living house here for retirement.
As soon as they entered the door, the two of them smelled the familiar smell of the meal.
Ye Yingning was almost shedding. Although she could cook, she lived alone and rarely cooked herself. Although there were many Chinese restaurants in London, the taste had been improved. In the end, she was not as delicious as her hometown dishes. She could only barely satisfy her cravings and could not be considered a feast.
"Oh, this foreign bread has not made us fat, why is it still so little?"
Zhao Zixiu came out after hearing the sound and looked at the woman in front of her. She couldn't help but mutter, raised her hand, twisted the three fingers of her right hand, and compared it with a "little bit" gesture, which instantly made Ye Yingning laugh.
"Aunt Zhao, I miss you so much."
She put down her things and walked over and hugged Zhao Zixiu with a few steps, her face was wet.
Zhao Zixiu's nagging like a mother instantly forced Ye Yingning to relieve all the discomfort, making her feel that she was expected, her heart was filled with a sense of belonging, and the hesitation and anxiety of the wanderer disappeared a little bit.
Facing the table of dishes, Ye Yingning had a big appetite. Zhao Zixiu and Jiang Bin kept picking up food for her, piled up the bowls in front of her.
"I'll go back this time?"
Zhao Zixiu asked with a smile, looking expectant, and couldn't help but glance at Jiang Bin, who was silent on the other side, and was so angry that he suddenly passed a look.
Jiang Bin pursed his lips uncomfortably, pretending not to see it, and lowered his head to squeeze the rice.
"Attend a good friend's wedding, and by the way, check out the situation of the counter at Zhonghai on behalf of my boss. I will go back the night after flying."
Ye Yingning swallowed a mouthful of rice and said so.
Zhao Zixiu was obviously a little disappointed, but she continued to hold the ribs for her and whispered: "You can't stay for a few more days... I asked Xiaobin to take a few days off, so you can go to that romantic resort to relax. I heard from Aunt Wang next door that her son and wife just visited last month, which is very good..."
Ye Yingning was stunned for a moment, obviously also understood what Zhao Zixiu meant, and was immediately a little embarrassed.
Jiang Bin quickly stuffed the empty bowl into Zhao Zixiu's hand and said in vain: "Super another bowl. Don't yell, I'm not free. The bureau has been studying recently, and the top people come to investigate every few days, and they can't ask for leave. If you want to go, you two will go together."
When Zhao Zixiu saw that there was no chance, she had to stand up and go to the kitchen to serve the meal, and said to herself: "I am an old lady, what romantic villa I will go to... You, just be a bachelor for the rest of your life..."
Ye Yingning immediately cast a grateful look at Jiang Bin, and the two looked at each other like thieves.
After dinner, Jiang Bin sent Ye Yingning back to the hotel.
The hotel she stayed at happened to be near the moat. In recent years, China Sea has vigorously managed the urban environment. The moat is much clearer than originally, and many willow trees have been planted on both sides. This season is just the time when new stamens are green. At night, there are many people walking by the river, and gradually, it has become a scene in China Sea.
"Let's walk here too. There is a hotel in front of you. It's hard to drive here because there are too many people. Let's find a place to stop."
Ye Yingning said with a smile that she and Jiang Bin haven’t seen each other for a long time, and chatting is also a pleasant thing.
The two got out of the car and walked slowly along the river bank, without saying a word.
"How are you?"
"Are you doing well?"
Chapter completed!