To my dear senior sister

"Who are they?" Gu Xianxi asked suspiciously.Although she didn't know why Chu Yijing said these words suddenly, she couldn't help feeling worried.

"They..." Chu Yijing said with a sarcasm, "They're probably my family... People who are planning to send me to a mental hospital, except for..." Suddenly realizing that he can't say too much, he immediately retracted the conversation .

"Anyway, can you?" She looked at Gu Xianxi hopefully.

"I will do my best." Gu Xianxi frowned and replied seriously.

Her words made Chu Yijing smile again.There is at least one person who doesn't treat her as a mental illness, and at least one person she trusts...then I won't be so lonely...

Before Gu Xianxi was called back by his colleagues.She stood up, said goodbye to Chu Yijing, turned around to go back to work, Chu Yijing whispered to herself behind her: "Maybe what I saw is real, and you are all in What about in the illusion?"

Gu Xianxi didn't hear clearly, thought she was talking to him, then turned back and asked, "What did you say?"

Chu Yijing faced her with a smile, shook his head and said, "No. You won't understand this kind of mental illness world, and I hope you don't."

After Gu Xianxi finished listening, he went back to work in a daze.A few days later, Chu Yijing was discharged from the hospital again, and they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

At the international airport, another passenger plane landed from the sky.

After gliding for a certain distance on the runway, the fuselage completely stabilized.

The gangway went up, and the well-dressed passengers came down one by one.After almost all the passengers on the plane had left, Wen Lian walked out slowly.

The afternoon sun was a little bit bright, she covered her eyelids with her palms, and looked from above. How long has it been since she set foot on this land?

six years?six years.Ever since I came back to see my senior and was hurt by her again, I never came back.Even Wen's mother and Wen's father went abroad to see her if they wanted to see her.

The name of the international airport is displayed at the exit, and she has never seen such large Chinese characters in foreign countries.

When her feet really set foot on the ground, her heart couldn't help but tremble.It's really been too long since I came back.Is this place with the person she once loved the most ready to welcome her, a long-lost wanderer?And can they meet again?What kind of attitude will she have to face that person when they meet again?

or sad?or hi?or calm?Or excited?Wen Lian wasn't sure.

Joyce, who came back with her, was obviously much more excited than Wen Lian.

She got off the plane one step earlier, and those in front almost jumped up, urging Wen Lian to leave quickly.

After receiving their luggage, the two walked together.Joyce hugged his gentle arms and looked around.Everyone who passes in front of her will be looked at carefully by her.

There are only a few Chinese people she knows, and the one she has seen the most is Wen Lian, so she automatically regards Wen Lian as a representative of the Chinese people in her mind.

And there are many Chinese people like Wen Lian here, but everyone looks different, which makes her very surprised.

Although he has returned to China, holding hands between girls is no longer a big deal, but Wen Lian still doesn't like being held, so he pushed Joyce away a little bit and said, "Don't you want me to hold my hand?"

Joyce looked up at her and said, "But there are so many people here, I'm afraid I'll be separated from you..."

Just as Wen Lian was about to say something, she diverted her attention.Joyce pointed to the young Chinese girls who were holding hands, hugging their waists, chatting and laughing among the passengers coming and going, and said in surprise: "Your China is so open, so many girls are holding hands..."

"They are just ordinary friends, don't think too much." Wen Lian knew what she was thinking, and immediately extinguished her bad thoughts, but unexpectedly fell into a trap.

"Then aren't we friends?" Joyce smiled as if he had succeeded.She had done her homework on China before she came, how could Wen Lian be easily fooled.

Wen Lian was silenced by her silence, and let her hold hands by default.

When he saw the bustling traffic outside the airport and the long line of passengers waiting for taxis, Joyce was surprised again, opened his mouth wide, and said dumbfounded: "Wow! Wen, this is what you say every day China?" She thought that developing countries would not have such a scene.

"Yes." Wen Lian said with a little pride on his brows.

Joyce remembered one of the main purposes of coming to China this time, and opened his eyes wide and said, "What about the braised chicken and rice?"

Wen Lian was overwhelmed by her words, he could always think of braised chicken, and said, "Don't worry, this is the airport, how can there be rice with braised chicken?"

"Oh..." Joyce nodded half understanding.

After the two got into the taxi, Joyce looked at the scenery outside the car window, turned around and asked Wen Lian, "Where are we going next?"

Wen Lian replied: "Find a place to live first, then go to see my teacher, and finally report to the hospital that hired me."

The main reason for coming back this time is that she received a high-paying offer from a top-ranked hospital in China to work as a surgeon.

This is a good opportunity.

She still remembers the vows she made word by word under the Red Cross with her fists raised before going abroad.The blood never calmed down.

"Yes, Dr. Wen!" Joyce replied solemnly.

"Don't call me a doctor anymore. I haven't been a doctor for long." Wen Lian glanced at the driver in front of him, because the two of them were talking in English, so the driver couldn't understand a word, "And, if every day If you talk about it, others will think it is showing off."

She got a Ph.D. three years ago, but she doesn't like to use this title very much.

Because in China, her Ph.D. is a little young, and it is easy to attract doubts.If you talk about it again... others don't know what to say about her youth and madness.

In fact, although she is a little younger, the education abroad is different from that in China. It is more about practice, and there is no problem getting on and off the operating table.Moreover, she has already obtained a domestic medical license, and it is more than enough to be a surgeon when she comes back.

Most Chinese people like to be restrained rather than ostentatious, because sometimes ostentatious can cause a lot of trouble.

Joyce didn't understand Chinese people's modesty, "But you are still a doctor."

Wen Lian sighed softly, still couldn't make sense to her, and patiently told Joyce some Chinese people's sophistication.

Joyce nodded as he listened, keeping it in mind whether he understood it or not.In the end, she promised Wen Lian not to call her doctor anywhere except in private.

Wen Lian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought that she would be able to see the professor she hadn't seen for many years immediately, and she couldn't help being excited.

Before she came back, she had inquired and knew that Song Yuanju was still teaching in her university, and after she was going to find a hotel to settle down, she went to see him.

After finding a hotel, I put down my luggage.

Wen Lian originally didn't want to bring Joyce out with her, but she insisted on following, so she had no choice but to bring her to her original university.

In Song Yuanju's laboratory and office, he was not seen.Wen Lian asked the passing teacher and learned that Song Yuanju was still in class.

She couldn't wait to see if Song Yuanju had changed, so she decided to go to the classroom to find him.

Finding the classroom where Song Yuanju was in class, Wen Lian first lay on the window of the door to see what was going on inside.

Joyce came over carelessly, patted her on the shoulder, and asked, "What's going on?" He looked in curiously.

Wen Lian was taken aback by her, turned his head and signaled her to hiss.

Joyce immediately fell silent.After Wen Lian saw the situation clearly, he walked away from the door, followed by Joyce.

Wen Lian thought for a while, and said to Joyce: "I saw the back door of the classroom was open just now, why don't we sneak in to listen to the class?" She wanted to relive the life she used to have in class.

Of course, no matter what Wen Lian said, Joyce felt good.

Wen Lian didn't want to disturb the order of the classroom and went in quietly, but because Joyce's appearance was too eye-catching.

As soon as they walked in gently with their front feet, their back feet were spotted.

Suddenly there was a blonde beauty in the classroom, and the students who were listening to the class looked over one after another.

Of course there is also Song Yuanju.

When he found that all the students were distracted at the same time, he followed their gazes to catch the culprit.She didn't expect to see Wen Lian smiling awkwardly standing next to a foreigner.

No matter how long it has passed for the students he has brought, Song Yuanju can still recognize her at a glance.

Although there were fluctuations in his heart, he still had a serious face, knocked on the podium, and drew the students' attention back: "Listen carefully to the class, don't be distracted!"

Wen Lian took the opportunity to pull Joyce to sit down in the last row.In the following class time, although some people still turned to look at Joyce from time to time, at least they were not as much attention as before.

Even without a textbook, Wen Lian enjoyed listening to Song Yuanju's class.And Joyce couldn't understand what Song Yuanju was saying at all, so he was playing games with his mobile phone.

After class, Song Yuanju abandoned the students who came to ask questions, and walked straight to Wen Lian.

Before he came to the front, Wen Lian stood up, bowed slightly to him and said, "Teacher."

Song Yuanju was still surprised by her appearance, and asked, "Why are you back?" He still remembered what he said to her six years ago, but he didn't expect her to come back.

"A hospital hired me to be a surgeon, so I came back." Wen Lian told him all the reasons for coming back.

Finally, he asked with concern: "Teacher, how are you all these years?"

Song Yuanju walked up to her, looked her over carefully, patted her on the shoulder and said, "Come back when you come back. I..."