The lightness of the world of mortals

In another week, the result of Chen Xilin's nationality case is about to come out. She is now ready to go. First, the ai cloud team in Beluga Haicheng has been leaderless for several days, and remote commands cannot solve some practical problems; It would be more convenient to meet Ming Yue, instead of always expecting him to fly to the United States for reunion.

Now there is one more thing she wants to do, which is to buy another house in Haicheng.After consulting around, I learned that Haicheng's current purchase restriction policy is very strong, even if you have money, you can't buy it for a while.

She knew that the Bai family had properties in Haicheng and even many cities in the world, there should be quite a few in Haicheng, and that was Henry Bai's hometown.I went to have dinner with Henry Bai at night, and I was a little hesitant. I wanted to ask him to live in a one- or two-room apartment, but when I got to the point of speaking, I hesitated again. The apartment is not owned by me. the difference?

What about renting?But for Ming Yu, what is the difference between a rented room and a hotel?She said that when she stayed in the hotel, "my mind was full of running around" and "I didn't feel like home". Chen Xilin thought that what she lacked was not alone, otherwise she would only live in her home in C City. What she wanted, I'm afraid it was The sense of solidity when you walk in the door, the sense of solidity that this space does not share with outsiders.

"What's wrong? What are you thinking?" Bai Henry asked.

Chen Xilin came back to his senses, touched Henry Bai's wine glass, "Grandpa, do you plan to return to Haicheng in the future?"

Bai Henry was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "Father, this old bone, probably died here." After a pause, "You are in Haicheng, remember to help your father pay homage to your ancestors."

"got it……"

In the 80s, Henry Bai returned to Haicheng to repair his ancestral tomb, and moved the tombs of his parents and grandparents to the so-called geomantic treasure land.

"Go and see your parents more these days," Henry Bai sighed, "Speaking of which, Dad has no daughter, and you are the only girl among the grandchildren of the Bai family who looks like grandma. When you wanted to change your surname, I thought, why not follow your grandma's surname, Qing, but you still want to take your mother's surname, and later on, you still got into trouble with the Qing family."

Chen Xilin was silent. Everyone said that grandpa favored her because of grandma. She looked like grandma when she was young, and her height was about the same. Grandpa's obsession with grandma was probably a model for all the men in the family. Not to mention loving her in the early years, but later on One year before the car accident of his parents, his grandma passed away. At that time, his grandfather was in his sixties and was slowly withdrawing from the white whale scene. He needed a companion to enjoy the rest of his life with him, but he never thought about it again. He was alone Lived for more than 20 years.

Walking out of Bai Henry's house, the problem of the house still exists. Now when I return to Haicheng, I always have to settle in the villa first.Chen Xilin thought about it, this is a bit strange, she has a home in Haicheng, but let her girlfriend live in a hotel...

Forget it, don't take it for granted to make decisions for others, just ask her.She sent a message to Ming Yu: Are you busy?Can I make a call?

Ming Yu dialed the voice to come in, "Have you finished eating?"

"Well, drive home now." Chen Xilin started the car while talking.

"How is it? Are you happy?" Ming Yu closed the door of the office and fell silent instantly.

"It's okay, grandpa is still the same," Chen Xilin drove towards the gate along the long green belt, "Eh? Can you buy a house in Haicheng?"

Ming Yu paused, "Why do you ask this? No, it seems that there is a tax policy restriction. I went to Haicheng for a business trip, and I don't have a labor contract."

"Oh...it's really troublesome, I'm also restricted."

"You want to buy a house in Haicheng again?" Ming Yu frowned slightly.

"Hmm... ah, I have some ideas..." The door slowly opened, and Chen Xilin drove out, "I want to ask you, is there any difference in the feeling of living in a hotel and a rented house?"

Ming Yu thought for a while, "What are you struggling with? Is there any news about the nationality?"

"Not yet, but it should only be in the past two weeks."

"Well, is there anything in Haicheng that I need to take care of?"

There was a moment of silence over there, "Actually, I don't really want you to live in a hotel, and I'm not sure how to arrange it better. I want to hear your opinion."

Ming Yu stringed these words together and understood what Chen Xilin meant, "Honey, don't worry about this. I always leave as soon as I say it in Haicheng. The complaints I made before are just complaints. If I really arrive I can't stand it anymore, I have already figured out a way."

Chen Xilin drove slowly, thinking that what she said made sense, but now that he had himself, he could always do something to improve the situation.

In another week, Chen Xilin's citizenship application was completed.

In this case, Chen Xilin's lawyer will cooperate with fates Haicheng to re-apply for a work permit in China, and the process will not be very long.

Speaking of which, Chen Xilin will come over soon, and he will be stationed there for a long time. Ming Yu felt stupid and distressed when she thought of her thinking about buying a new house a few days ago. She should be afraid that she would mind the traces of Qing in the house. She also thought about why Qing's picture was still hanging in the living room after so long, and even why such a picture was hung, but she thought that Chen Xilin seldom came to Haicheng and had no time to manage the house Bar.

Apart from the photos, Ming Yue felt nothing. How many traces of Qing could there be in this house?Chen Xilin didn't even have time to live in Haicheng, it was just a place for vacation at most, she thought.

On Saturday, Mingyu helped Chen Xilin make an appointment with the aunt who worked in the house to clean the house. These years, she has cleaned it once a week. If there is any problem with the house, she will help to repair it. The owner will do it carefully before returning. Bedding and bathroom linen will be replaced with new ones.Ming Yue happened to be free that day, so he went over to have a look, and bought a pot of white orchids to send over.Chen Xilin once mentioned that when she lived in Haicheng when she was a child, there were many mothers-in-law who sold white orchids on the street in summer. She missed the fragrance of that flower very much, and Ming Yue also missed it. For some people, these seem to belong to childhood memories.

Everything in the house is still the same as in memory.Auntie was disinfecting the refrigerator, Mingyu offered to help her, but was declined, so she took the flowers to the glass terrace on the second floor, found a good place for Bai Lan, filled the watering can, and sat on a chair Looking at the scenery outside the terrace, the warm wind blows in from the open window, time flies, the last time they came to this place, they were acquaintances with only two or three sides, when the terrace was still open Heating, now what?Chen Xilin became his girlfriend, and early summer came.

The phone in the house rang, Ming Yu listened intently, and her aunt answered it, she continued to let go of her thoughts, and after a while, she heard the sound of her aunt's footsteps.

"Miss Ming, it's the district office, they want to talk to the head of the household..."

Ming Yu stood up, "Did you say anything?" He asked as he walked into the house.

"I don't know, I didn't ask..."

Ming Yu answered the phone and said "Hello".

"Excuse me, is this Ms. Qingqing?"

Ming Yu was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer, as if he had heard wrong, he said "Hello" again, but his voice was lower than before.

"Hello? Is this Ms. Qingqing, the head of the household at No. 66 Sunan Road?"

"...I'm not, who are you?"

"This is run by the District Sub-district Office. Are you a friend of Ms. Qingqing?"

Mingyu's mind seemed to be short-circuited, and after a long while, "I'm her friend."

"May I ask your surname?"

"My surname is Ming... May I ask what's the matter?"

"That's it, Ms. Ming, our District Street Office was entrusted by the Construction Bureau to ask the residents in the district to fill out a questionnaire about the establishment of a subway station at the intersection of Sunan Road..."

"Qingqing... what's your last name? Are you... really a member of the street office?"

The other party paused, "'Qing' from 'Qingcao' is named 'Qing', and 'Qing' from 'Aiqing'. Don't worry, this is not a harassing call. You can log on to our website to check."

Ming Yue's mind was in chaos, like a computer system invaded by a virus, and what the other party was saying, she coped instinctively, but she couldn't remember what she said.

I don't know when the phone was hung up, but she was still standing by the phone. The aunt came to the stairs with a basin, looked at her, and asked cautiously, "What's the matter?"

Ming Yu raised his head, his eyes were empty, "It's okay...it's okay..." He forced a smile again.

She walked downstairs, thinking as she walked, and when she reached the stairs on the first floor, she saw the photo. She stood there, looked at the person in the photo, and unconsciously took a step back. She was no longer as confident as when she entered the door just now. up.

Going upstairs again, the aunt was cleaning the bathroom, and Ming Yu walked over, "Do you have the electricity bill for the past three months? The water bill is also fine. The people in the street office want it."

The aunt was stunned for a moment, "Oh, yes, they are all in the drawer of Ms. Chen's bedroom. I'll get them for you." She said she wanted to put down her work.

"No need, I'll look for it myself." Ming Yu turned around and walked to Chen Xilin's bedroom.

She had never been here before, and when she opened the door, there were thick curtains, gorgeous ceiling lamps, and a beige bed curtain on the huge bed... "She prefers the style of the Republic of China", Chen Xilin's words came to her ears, and Ming Yue was captured. This heavy atmosphere oppressed her, as if she didn't dare to move forward, and it seemed that what oppressed her was not the atmosphere in the bedroom, but what she wanted to see.

She still walked forward bravely, walked to the table, and slowly opened the drawer.

Inside were stacks of papers, she took them out, property bills, electricity bills... She held her breath and looked carefully.

Qing Qing... Qing Qing... Qing Qing...

She remembered the winter rainy night when she first came to this house, she asked Chen Xilin: "Is it rented or is it yours?"

She replied, "It's not rented."

Yes, she only said that it was not rented, but she interpreted the answer as her own.

Thinking about it again, isn't that what Chen Xilin said?

She thought the house belonged to Chen Xilin, so she said she thought she had never lived in China.

Chen Xilin said that he lived in Haicheng when he was a child, bypassing the connection between this house and whether he lived in Haicheng.

She said that you like the style of the Republic of China, and Chen Xilin said that someone in the family likes it.

She asked if the people in the photo were your family members, and Chen Xilin only answered "yes".

She asked if this is your elder, Chen Xilin just smiled and shook his head.

……

That's right, there are some things she doesn't want to say, but as long as she says them, they are all true.Isn't it true?

But, her surname is "Qing"?Mingyu remembered Xueli's address for her, so she said "Qingqing", but he heard it as "Qingqing".

Are there many people with the surname "Qing" in this world?Why are they all gathered around me?

Mingyu thought in puzzlement.

There was a stack of papers under the receipt, which were placed with the back side up, and Ming Yu turned them over.

It was a hand-typed sketch.The paper is slightly yellowed.

On the first one, there is a face that looks like a smile but not a smile. That face looks familiar, and there is a word written in pencil next to it: Qing.

The second picture is still the same face, with downcast eyes, and the same word: Qing.

The third picture, the fourth picture, the fifth picture... Different expressions, the same face, and the same "Qing" character.

The last two sheets were new paper, without any yellowing texture.

Ming Yue's hands trembled slightly, and she seemed to understand that that face was no longer familiar, it was a face she was familiar with, with a straight and delicate nose, slightly raised eyebrows, and then looked at the words beside her: Qing.

No, there is another name beside it: ming.

There was one left, and she opened it as if waiting for a verdict.

It was clearly his own face, his own expression, and a row of faint handwriting next to it:

whoru?Can't tell...