Shen Shizhen

In fact, Ai Fan and Ji Chuan were not the only ones asking for leave.

Originally, Molde didn't want to invite him, but he couldn't resist his wife who was six months pregnant.

When they heard the news, Ai Ji and the two were strolling around the university town in Wuhan.

Ji Chuan couldn't care less about missing the familiar places around him, and asked Ai Fan with wide-eyed eyes: "If I remember correctly, it's only two months before the due date."

Ai Fan turned his head and looked back in the direction of Ji Chuan, nodded and said: "The expected date of birth is September 20, but it's not too surprising. Molde has never been able to convince Seya."

The unintentional lowering and raising of the two created a harmonious and beautiful scenery on the campus, attracting the attention of countless people around.

The person being discussed is now looking at his wife with a big belly. She is like two big heads. She is due to give birth in two months. Can't she take maternity leave at home?

Seya glanced at her lover who was much taller than her in disgust: "Can you stop being so mournful, we are here for travel, not for funerals."

Ai Fan is already conspicuous among Asians, not to mention the 1.9-meter Molde.

Molde tried hard to protect his wife, for fear of accidentally bumping into something at the airport: "Or we should give Ai Fan and the others a call."

If Molde hadn't kept blocking her, Seya would have wanted to drag the suitcase in Molde's hand by herself: "The two of us can just make up for our honeymoon, why don't we have to find them together."

Molde glanced at the person in his arms helplessly. If there were only two of us, I would certainly not call others, but you still have one in your stomach.

"Ji is a Chinese, it will be much more convenient, and you don't need to hold the strategy every day to study, the phone has radiation, how many times have I told you." The tense poker face of the Moulder man is now a mess of gentleness.

Revisiting his old place makes Ji Chuan feel as if he has passed away.

He was obviously only 21, and if he hadn't been reborn to go to Fran, he would still be a junior student, but now that he came back, he suddenly had the feeling that the peers who walked past him were still children.

It probably happened to coincide with the end of get out of class, and the students came out of the teaching building in batches, full of vigor.

Ji Chuan could feel the man's annoyance: "What's wrong?"

Ai Fan was helpless because his eyes couldn't see it: "I only saw your alma mater in my dreams, but unfortunately I don't have the chance to see the real thing now."

Ji Chuan sneered, and led the people to continue walking: "There will be opportunities in the future, and we will be at the playground soon."

Ai Fan remembered that before his Chuan Chuan arrived in Fran, he would go out to the playground with his friends for a walk or two at night from time to time.

The two walked all the way to Ji Chuan's alma mater from other schools.

Ji Chuan is not afraid of being recognized on the road, after all, his social circle at school is really limited.

Before the accident, his classmates might not be able to recognize him on the road, but just to be on the safe side, he still wore a mask even on a sweltering 30-degree day.

It may have attracted a little attention in other schools before, but there are not a few foreign students in Ji Chuan's alma mater, and Ai Fan will not be surrounded by crowds. At most, everyone just pays more attention because of his appearance.

Ji Chuan looked at the flourishing cherry trees above his head and felt it was a pity: "I should choose to come here in March, the cherry blossoms are very beautiful."

After a lap, under the cover of the mask, Ji Chuan seemed not at all worried about being seen, but Ai Fan vaguely felt some special scrutiny.

Ji Chuan subconsciously believes that this "self" in China is living a life similar to his original self, not to mention wearing a mask, even if he doesn't wear a mask, no one will recognize him.

But Ai Fan couldn't help worrying, and he didn't know whether Ji Chuan was studying here instead of his twin brother or his twin brother, if it was a social butterfly...

Aside from pretending to be exhausted, Ai Fan really couldn't think of any other way, although it wasn't completely fake.

On the way back to the hotel by taxi, Ji Chuan was still complaining about Ai Fan's cowardice, and the taxi driver in the front row couldn't help laughing, so he chatted with Ji Chuan if he had a ride or not.

The driver was surprised when Ji Chuan spoke: "So you are from Wuhan, I thought you were a tourist from other places."

Ji Chuan just laughed, and it turned out that he was too. Many people said that he didn't look like a Wuhan person, no matter how he looked or how he got along.

Ai Fan was "killed" on top of him. Ji Chuan chatted with the taxi driver in standard Wuhan dialect. Ai Fan was confused and stunned. He couldn't get their jokes at all, but at least it was After leaving school, it would be embarrassing if another Ji Chuan came out of class by accident.

As for why it couldn't be discovered by another Ji Chuan, this was Ji Chuan's own request.

In the beginning, perhaps Ji Chuan had rehearsed countless times in his mind to confront his fellow brothers when he returned from France, but now, Ji Chuan also felt that it was unnecessary, since he was not doing well. Poor, it can barely be counted as having a new life again, so naturally it is better to have one thing less than one more thing.

But Ai Fan didn't know these words yet.

Ai Fan was still worried that his Chuan Chuan would not leave with him, and wanted to stay, but he never thought that Ji Chuan had divided himself into his new life.

Later, Ji Chuan took Ai Fan to take the ferry and play on the river beach. After shopping, he was about to leave when he was grabbed by Ai Fan. What a big deal.

But in fact, what Ai Fan is staring at is only a very ordinary roadside stall in Ji Chuan's eyes - barbecue.

Ji Chuan didn't realize it at first, but it was Ivan's attitude of refusing to leave while standing that made him suddenly realize that Franks, who he had been staying for a year, didn't have such a thing as barbecue.

The narrow street here is full of snacks, the air is smoky, and the atmosphere of life is quite strong. To be honest, Ji Chuan himself has never eaten a roadside stall.

"Want to eat? There are a lot of things here, have you heard of barbecue?" Ji Chuan was a little at a loss looking at the things on the street. In his memory, this kind of lively snack street has always been passed by him, never really walked in.

Ai Fan kept nodding, his curiosity was about to explode: "What is barbecue, why have you never mentioned it before, it smells so good!"

Ji Chuan hesitated for a while, and finally decided to satisfy Ai Fan's curiosity, and took his hand into the crowded snack street.

I heard that the night market is also very lively at night, but Ji Chuan has never been there. He thinks it may be similar to the current crowded situation.

Even in Lance, the two of them had never held hands and walked side by side so reassuringly and boldly. Now that they have returned to Ji Chuan's own territory, he has become bolder. Anyway, he is not that "Ji Chuan" anymore.

That night, Master Ji Chuan, who was worthy of the name back then, accompanied Mr. Ivan, a guest who came all the way from the Franks, to be down to earth for a while.

Based on a barbecue stall in the middle and back section, I ate from the street to the end of the street. Mr. Ai Fan was so amazed that he wished to heal his eyes now and see what delicious food he ate.

Although Ai Fan cannot be blamed for the regional differences, Ji Chuan just wanted to laugh at him. It was really just a roasted sweet potato, how could he like it so much, and ate one after another.

Holidays in July are always relaxing, and the young man who finally settled all his affairs was at ease and packed his luggage in a happy mood.

Rejecting the people around him who wanted to help, he left the dormitory with his luggage alone, and made an appointment with the driver to take a taxi while walking towards the main entrance of the school.

The car arrived as soon as the person walked to the door, and the timing was just right.

At the door, there are many people like him who just finished their last exam yesterday and are dragging their luggage to leave school and start enjoying their vacation.

He had just stuffed his luggage into the trunk of his private car when he was stopped by someone on his back. The voice should be the direct senior of the dormitory next door.

"Ji Chuan!" The man with long hands and long legs, it is not difficult to see that he is a cheerful personality, and he started to wave to Ji Chuan from a long distance.

The senior who called me has graduated from senior year this year, and should be working as an intern now.

Ji Chuan didn't expect to meet him here, and was a little overjoyed: "Senior, aren't you at work, why are you back today?"

"I came back a few days ago. Professor He came to me these few days. I was the one who taught you about microeconomics." As he said that, the senior looked up and down at his direct junior who was no different from usual.

Ji Chuan was a little baffled by him, and couldn't help but want to laugh: "What's wrong? Are my clothes dirty?"

The senior shook his head: "No, I thought you had finished the exam long ago, why are you still in school now?"

"Unlucky, one class was scheduled to the last day." Ji Chuan still felt weird, "Senior, what's the matter?"

Senior: "It's really nothing, I'm just curious how you met a foreigner recently, who looks like he's from Europe."

Ji Chuan was taken aback: "European?"

The senior nodded: "Yes, I saw you taking him to eat barbecue in Hankou yesterday, I thought I was wrong, it's not like every time we ask Master Ji to eat barbecue, we can't be called, but then I I asked your classmates, and they said that you seem to have met a foreign friend recently, who is quite handsome."

Seeing that Ji Chuan didn't seem to have reacted, the senior added: "I saw you eating barbecue in Hankou yesterday, and thought you had finished the exam. I didn't expect you to be running back and forth between Hankou and Wuchang."

Ji Chuan remembered that he reluctantly gave the senior a smile and a dry explanation: "Well... well, that foreign friend has never eaten barbecue, so I took him there..."

All the way back home from school, Ji Chuan was still thinking about this matter.

If he was still taking chances at the beginning, then after he received several messages in succession asking him for the contact information of his foreign friends, he no longer doubted his guess at all.

It seems that many people saw themselves taking foreign friends to school yesterday...

But he didn't...