[Heirs] return

"Have you and your mother... talked about this?" Representative Cui entered Yingdao's room, and Yingdao was slowly packing up his clothes, occasionally straightening up and stretching his body, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, I said to go to the United States for further studies, and she said it was arranged by you, and she didn't ask any more questions immediately." Without taking off the mask and hat, Yingdao looked at her father: "Over the years, she heard you , I still didn’t dare to raise any opinions. Just be nice.”

Representative Cui didn't say much, and waved Yingdao to get out of the way: "Sit down, I'll help you, look at you, you are so careless to pack your luggage, what are you doing with short sleeves? I really thought you were going to California to bask in the sun." .”

Ying Dao obediently sat aside, and saw his father doing housework for the first time in more than 20 years, which can be regarded as a historic moment.

"Sunbathing is good for your health, isn't it?"

"If you are not healthy, don't expose yourself to the sun." Representative Cui began to look through the big padded jackets in Yingdao's cabinet, as if he was going to fight a protracted battle.

"Hey, how do you bring this? Is the luggage overweight?"

"I just bought a private jet." Representative Choi began to pack a large cotton coat, completely ignoring Youngdo's feelings.

"...Abominable capitalism." Yingdao closed his eyes, stopped struggling, and began to fall asleep.

"Did you tell Rachel about this? Didn't you guys go out all day yesterday?" He asked a question, but actually knew his son's movements very well.

"Understood." Yingdao's voice became quieter, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and it seemed that he yawned inside the mask.

"It's good to know, and we have done everything we need to do to say goodbye, right?" Representative Cui stuffed the cotton-padded clothes at the bottom of the suitcase and opened another closet.

"...Forget it, right?" Yingdao nodded.

Representative Cui nodded and continued to concentrate on organizing, while Yingdao took out his mobile phone and began to watch the video from last night.

——The Dividing Line of Memories——

Rachel took the phone with great interest, thinking that Yingdao took a lot of pictures, but there was only one kissing photo, and immediately raised the phone to Yingdao: "What is this? Didn't you take a lot of pictures?"

"This is a kissing photo." Yingdao took the phone and began to appreciate it carefully: "It's not bad, it's a good shot."

"Of course I know." Rachel, who was not wearing a mask, glanced at Yingdao who put on the mask again. "What about the others? Only this one?"

"Here it is." Yingdao's voice became muffled again, and he turned on the phone video.

Rachel saw how she kept winking, and suddenly didn't know what to say, and her face turned red.

"Why...how did you take this picture?"

"The dynamic ones are much more beautiful than the static ones." Yingdao was complacent and felt that he had done something amazing.

"Really?" Rachel looked away and glanced at the video.

"Of course, we have fewer photos together, and even fewer videos, right? So send me a copy later." Yingdao made the request logically, which sounds very reasonable, Rachel thought about it , it seems that this is indeed the case.

The Moonlight Rainbow Fountain has stopped, and the river has returned to tranquility.

"Well, I'm going to America tomorrow."

Rachel knew it already: "I know."

"Is there nothing you want to tell me? Or, have you thought about what to say to me?" Yingdao looked at Rachel's profile, "If you haven't thought about it, then I'll talk about it first."

Rachel stared at the dark river and nodded.

"Tomorrow, I think my dad will go with me. Don't come to see me off, Rachel. I'm afraid you will be too sad and feel uncomfortable." Yingdao must also look at the river.

"I won't go, do you think I'm not busy? I'm busy.", Rachel thought for a while, and began to stiffen her mouth.

"Really? That's good. I'm afraid that you will come to the airport suddenly, and then pretend to be strong. You obviously want to cry, but you bite your lips tightly, as if you dare not say anything."

Yingdao even imagined Rachel's expression in his heart, and Rachel laughed after listening to Yingdao's words.

"Then in order to avoid such a situation, I really can't send you off, so as not to be underestimated by you." Finally, Rachel bravely turned her head to meet Yingdao's eyes.

"I will definitely not go tomorrow."

Ying Dao finally felt relieved and reached out his hand, rubbing Rachel's hair: "I will definitely come back soon, when I come back, let's get married."

Yingdao looked at the video on his phone, thinking about Rachel's expression, his eyes curled up again.

Representative Cui closed the suitcase, "Check again to see if there is anything missing, I'll go back to my room first."

Yingdao nodded, and didn't pay much attention to it. Looking at his closet which was messed up by his father, he couldn't get up the energy to clean it up.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and it was less than a minute before my father returned to the room.

"Did you forget something?" Yingdao muttered to himself, but got up to open the door.

The person outside the door is not the father who forgot something, but the daughter-in-law.

Yingdao did not expect that what he said last night allowed Rachel to take advantage of a small loophole.

"You just said not to let me see you off at the airport, but you didn't say not to let me come to your house to find you. Right?" Rachel blinked at Yingdao, like a little star in the night sky.

Yingdao's eyes curled up again - now Rachel could already rely on the changes in his eyes to judge his expression.

It's nice that he's laughing now.

"Come in, the room is a bit messy." Yingdao led Rachel's hand into the room. The dog was no longer in Yingdao's room. Since he fell ill, Representative Cui sent the dog to his relatives.

"Have you packed your luggage? Remember to bring your clothes and cotton jacket, you know? You didn't go to California to bask in the sun." He said the same words as his father.

Yingdao walked slowly to his suitcase and patted it on: "My dad has already stuffed several pieces in it secretly, and I feel that when we get there, we won't even be able to use the heating."

"That's good, ah, yes, if there is a chance, I still have to..."

"Look for Cha Eunshang. I know, but the United States is so big, I can only follow the fate. When I arrive in the United States, I can't just wander around."

"...It's okay, it's not that you have to find it." Rachel sat on the suitcase and tested the quality of the suitcase. Rachel was still as light as a feather, and the suitcase didn't move at all. "Cure is the most important thing."

"I think we can start our marriage from the moment I set foot on American soil." Yingdao was very confident, and pointed at Rachel with her index finger.

Rachel also stretched out her index finger, pointed at Yingdao, and laughed out loud, "We are so cool."

"Yeah, it's really cool." Yingdao gave another thumbs up and turned into a pistol.

"Biubiu." But what sounded was the sound of a water gun.

"Huh? What?", Rachel glanced at Yingdao's gesture, and gave her a thumbs up.

"We're a cool couple, how can we cry when we part, it's not cool." Yingdao closed one eye again and made an aiming motion.

"Lock on target, bang!"

--split line--

On the first day Yingdao left, Rachel suddenly felt that there was a lot of space in her time. No matter how hard she worked, she still couldn't run out of time.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Rachel's desk was empty. Rachel took a blank piece of paper and began to draw circles on it.

She doesn't have Youngdo's contact information, and indeed she doesn't. Representative Choi said that the United States will get in touch with Rachel in time, which is a promise to her.

"Maybe...the plane has just landed, so I definitely don't have time to contact me right away. Don't worry, you will contact me when you settle down. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

Han Juncheng made coffee and knocked on the door: "What are you talking to yourself?"

"You scare me to death. I hate it.", Rachel touched her chest, "Aren't you off work yet? You're not busy today."

"What's wrong with overtime pay?" Han Juncheng put the coffee in front of Rachel, and at the same time put a small card in front of Rachel: "This is an email message from the representative Cui Dongxu of Zeus Hotel just received .”

Rachel immediately covered her mouth, but realizing that Han Juncheng was still by her side, she immediately closed her mouth tightly before putting her hand down. "Really? I see."

"I'm not honest. Then I'll take it away." After finishing speaking, Han Juncheng was about to reach out and take the piece of paper away again.

"...", Rachel didn't finish, but quickly got down on the ground, protecting the piece of paper.

"It's really dishonest, go home after drinking this cup of coffee, I'll go first." Han Juncheng stopped teasing her.

"Thank you." Rachel was still lying on the table without moving, as if she was really afraid that Han Juncheng would take the piece of paper away.

After Han Juncheng left, Rachel straightened up and looked at the string of beautiful cursive English on the piece of paper.

"Huh? Did Han Juncheng write it? It's really pretty." Rachel muttered to herself, touched the string of English, and blinked her eyes.

"Ah Yigu." Rachel rubbed her eyes that were about to cry, "It's only the first day."

Rachel already thought that no one was looking at her now, so she held up the piece of paper and started poking at the string of English.

"Is there a safe landing? Is there a bed? Is there no airsickness?

"When you can use your mobile phone, you must be the first to call me...ah, no, the first one can actually call your mother...but you must call me the second one! If you don't Hit... well, in fact, if you don't hit me, there is nothing you can do about it. I'm so angry...

"In short, I will try my best not to look for you, I want to trust you.

"Come on, Cui Yingdao."

A large drop of water blurred the neatly arranged cursive English.

The author has something to say: I have written about the separation as much as possible, and tomorrow will be another painful week, but I have to work hard and live for myself!Suddenly feel too inspirational, not for me

I will try my best to be happy and not give you too much negative energy, but I still have words to finish, so I won't stop updating!

Will work hard!try hard!Everyone too!

thank you all!I finally reached the end v ~ I can have more exposure opportunities!It's all the chances everyone gave me~ I love you~