Path of Rebirth

Chapter 62

Memories represent the past, and after the past, it cannot be repeated. Even if He Jiaming had a once-in-a-lifetime chance in his life, he knew that his feelings for Luo Junfeng would never be repeated again, because of the harm others brought to him. , Many times it is an opportunity given by oneself.

Because the two had just arrived, they didn't go to the small town to compare, and went home directly.After returning, when they met the previous room again, He Jiaming realized that the layout of this room was quite strange. The room was not big, but after pulling the curtains, he realized that the balcony was not small.

"Tired?"

"...A little bit." After He Jiaming came in from the balcony, he began to tidy up the bed. Although everything was ready-made, He Jiaming didn't like the bright red bedding on the bed, so he took it from the cabinet next to the bed. A blue quilt came out.

Luo Junfeng's question was just to be honest, today was basically a hard day, he just had a cold, and to be honest, he really didn't have much energy.In fact, He Jiaming is not very willing to come out this time. Although it is not yet the time of the Chinese New Year, but in He Jiaming's heart, the approaching Chinese New Year is no different from the New Year. He actually wants to stay at home with his family, but He has never opposed Luo Junfeng's decision very much, so he agreed this time as a matter of course.

"Go take a bath." After taking the quilt from He Jiaming's hand, Luo Junfeng didn't say any more, and started tidying it up.Standing behind Luo Junfeng, He Jiaming looked at Luo Junfeng's skillful movements, and remembered that this person had lived alone for more than ten years, so he could understand. He said hello softly, and went to the bathroom next door.

When He Jiaming finished washing and returned to the room, Luo Junfeng also took out a change of clothes, the bed was already made, and He Jiaming got on the bed before he said to Luo Junfeng who was standing with his back facing him: "Go and wash."

Luo Junfeng always took a bath very fast, and He Jiaming came back before he warmed up the bed.As usual, upon returning to the room, Luo Junfeng took off his nightgown, put on only a pair of loose trousers and went to bed.

"Jiaming."

"Ah."

"Good night."

"Good night." As usual, he stretched out his hand to bring him into his arms, and said good night before Luo Junfeng was ready to go to sleep.He Jiaming looked at Luo Junfeng's other hand that was placed outside the quilt, and the arm that was feeling his neck, and then raised his eyes to see Luo Junfeng's closed face, and then closed his eyes again.

He Jiaming recalled that in the past, they were almost sleeping like this. At that time, he was not used to it and didn't like it at the beginning, but later he got used to it and even became a little dependent. However, this person is getting used to and even dependent on him Afterwards, he mercilessly took away the hand he relied on, the arm that had given him a lot of warmth, and even gave him a resounding slap with reality, which made him desperately questioned. No courage or thought.

The best way not to get hurt is not to give yourself the chance.It's not that He Jiaming has never thought about how he will explain to Luo Junfeng when he proposes a divorce in the future, and it's not that he doesn't know how surprised Luo Junfeng will be in front of him who has never done anything to hurt himself, but he can't care about so much anymore No matter what, Luo Junfeng is still Luo Junfeng, he is still the same person in his previous life, when he encounters those choices in the future, he will still choose the same as his previous life.

It's like Lin Mu's problem. The last time Lin Mu came to the house, he had already expressed his affection for him so clearly, and he also showed dislike for Lin Mu. Even He Chengnian spoke directly without any scruples. Ironic, but how did Luo Junfeng do it?He still didn't know how to keep a distance from Lin Mu, and still invited people to his home.For Luo Junfeng like this, He Jiaming did not have the confidence that when Luo Junfeng faced the same choice as in his previous life, he would be different.

Maybe it was because he was really tired, or maybe he fell asleep too late. When He Jiaming woke up the next day, he found that Luo Junfeng had already woken up, and judging by the sky outside, it should be getting late. Although there was a time difference between here and China, Usually at this time, he should not have woken up yet, but they had calculated the time in advance, and they would eat and sleep normally when they came here, so it should not affect too much.

"Are you awake? I'll change my clothes and take a shower. You can go downstairs and have breakfast."

When He Jiaming was thinking about how long he had slept, Luo Junfeng came back. He looked like he had just exercised, and there were still tiny beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Okay. Are you out?"

"Went to play ball with someone I knew before."

"Oh." Playing ball?Luo Junfeng...He Jiaming never knew that Junfeng would also go with a few people, chasing after me and chasing a chubby thing. For some reason, he felt that Luo Junfeng made him feel completely unsuitable for that sport.

He Jiaming was actually very hungry, but he wasn't interested in the breakfast downstairs. At other times, he still liked the traditional breakfast, but in this foreign country, he couldn't eat the breakfast in his hometown.

"Is this chestnut porridge?" He Jiaming thought there would be toast and milk on the table, but he didn't expect that there was not only a traditional Chinese breakfast on the table, but also a chestnut porridge that is very healthy in winter, and it looks... tastes good Should look good.

After sitting down, He Jiaming first served a bowl of porridge. After tasting the taste, he found that it was really good, so he started to eat it. However, after taking a few mouthfuls, he realized that Luo Junfeng probably didn't have breakfast, so he put down the bowl again and served it again. Set a bowl aside.

When Luo Junfeng came out of the shower, He Jiaming had just drank half a bowl of porridge. Looking at the bowl of porridge on the side, Luo Junfeng sat directly opposite He Jiaming, and after taking the filled porridge, he slowly said: "Although We came at the wrong time, but there are many places we can go, let's go to the farms in the suburbs after dinner."

"it is good."

The town itself is not big, but there is vast land around the town. Many manors and farms are built on those lands. Most of the manors are owned by some nobles, while ordinary farms belong to common people.

Luo Junfeng has stayed in this small town for two years. This place must be his favorite place. Apart from the quiet and peaceful town, he also likes the traditional and simple farms in the suburbs. Because of his different face and skin color, Luo Junfeng has often been excluded and despised, but unexpectedly, no place has received the same treatment as before. The people here are very kind, and if they are foreigners, they will be more polite.Among them, Luo Junfeng was most impressed by the mistress of a farm in the suburbs and his only son Siegel.

When going out with Luo Junfeng, He Jiaming was surprised again, and this time it was because of the vehicle they were going to take—the carriage.The style of the carriage was the one that He Jiaming knew about in the Middle Ages in Europe. Two horses walked side by side. Because it was winter, the sides of the carriage were sealed, and the curtains were only slightly rolled up.

After sitting in the carriage, He Jiaming really wanted to ask Luo Junfeng why he thought of riding in a carriage, but he never asked, but He Jiaming didn't have doubts for long, because Luo Junfeng took the initiative to explain to He Jiaming after a while.

Luo Junfeng actually hesitated before speaking. Although this was only a small problem, it represented He Jiaming's attitude. He clearly saw He Jiaming's clothes looking curious, and wanted to speak several times, but in the end he still turned his head. He leaned towards the window and didn't ask.In the end, Luo Junfeng waited for a few more minutes, but He Jiaming still didn't speak, so he took the initiative to speak helplessly and awkwardly:

"This is a traditional habit in the small town of Kerry. After the people here leave the center of the town, except for returning tourists and town residents going elsewhere, they basically don't use horse-drawn carriages or other means of transportation."

After being told by Luo Junfeng, He Jiaming looked at the road outside, and it didn't seem to be the asphalt road he was familiar with. The flat, bumpy ground was all made of rubble.This place is like a world left behind by modern civilization. The people here seem to have been living in the past, no matter how the outside world is changing with each passing day, they will not follow the trend.

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