This time she confesses

The park is scheduled to open in mid-June, and now is the critical time. Jing Huan didn't want Ke Qingyun to worry, so she called Ke Qingyun on the way to the airport, saying that she was going back to Wuhan, "My mother just called and said Grandma is already awake, if there is nothing serious, I will be back in a few days."

"How many days?" Ke Qingyun asked.

Jing Huan was taken aback by the question, but she didn't know the exact number of days, because Jing Huan knew exactly what she would face when she went back this time, but her grandma was hospitalized, and she had to go back again, as if everything was going wrong in the dark. There is an arrangement, and escaping is destined to not solve the problem.

"Five days."

There was a moment of silence on the phone before saying: "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

"Ah."

Ke Qingyun: "Call me after landing, and don't turn off your mobile phone for a few days, keep in touch at any time."

Jing Huan twitched the corner of his mouth, wanting to relieve the heavy atmosphere, and said deliberately: "Mr. Ke, who is more clingy?"

"I."

Grandma was sick, and the family was busy. Jing Huan didn't let Jing Zhengrong come to the airport to pick him up again, and took a taxi to the hospital by himself. When he took out the luggage from the trunk, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

Jing Huanteng made a move, took out his mobile phone and glanced at it. It was a WeChat message from Ke Qingyun: "I was in a meeting just now, and my mobile phone was muted, so I didn't hear it."

The corners of Jing Huan's mouth curled up, and he walked back and said, "I'm home, you can work at ease."

"Okay, wait for the video when I get off work."

In the ward, the old lady was pleasantly surprised and excited when she saw Jing Huan. She grabbed Jing Zhengrong's hand and kept asking, "Why is Huanhuan back? This is Huanhuan, right?"

"Grandma, it's me." Jing Huan squatted beside the hospital bed, grabbed the old lady's hand, distressed and worried: "Do you feel better now?"

The old lady smiled, pursed her lips and sighed: "This is an old problem of mine. Only when I close my eyes will I really feel better. But you, why did you come back from such a long distance?"

The old lady has seven grandchildren in total, but only one granddaughter, so Jing Huan has been loved by her grandma since she was a child. When she heard the words of leaving, she felt very conflicted: "Grandma, you are in good health, don't keep saying such things, I Miss you, I will come back to see you."

"It must be your father who told you that I was hospitalized." The old lady blamed her eyes, and then glanced at her son: "I can have a heart attack four or five times a month, you tell Huanhuan, it's not to make her worry, stay away so far away , rushing back in a hurry, what a hassle.”

Jing Zhengrong's tone was unhappy: "What's the trouble? You're not feeling well. As a junior, no matter how far away she is, she should come back to see you. No matter how troublesome it is, it's troublesome. This is the last time. Huanhuan has to go back to work in Wuhan after graduation. , it will be much more convenient to see you in the future."

"Really? I want to work in Wuhan. Have you found a job yet?" The old lady looked at Jing Huan with concern.

Jing Huan lowered his eyes and dodged his eyes, "Grandma, I haven't—"

Jing Zhengrong interrupted, and said directly: "Huanhuan's job has already been found, Mom, take care of your illness and don't worry about their affairs."

The old lady happily held Jing Huan's hand, and said excitedly: "That's good, that's good, you all have a stable job and life, so grandma can really rest assured."

On the way home, Jing Zhengrong glanced at the sullen person sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror, and asked, "Have you finished dealing with the school affairs?"

Jing Huan looked up, paused, and looked out of the window again: "Not yet."

"Is there anything else that hasn't been dealt with?"

"NO.20 is going to attend the school graduation ceremony."

Jing Zhengrong nodded, thinking in his mind: "There are still a few days left, don't rush back to school, prepare at home these few days, and go to the school's written test recruitment, yes, the link I sent you Have you read it all? There are a lot of precautions in it."

Jing Huan pursed her lips, as if she had made up her mind: "Dad."

"Huh?" Jing Zhengrong stepped on the brakes.

"I want to stay in Shanghai as a teacher."

Jing Zhengrong immediately lowered his face, and refused mercilessly: "No, just stay in Wuhan and don't go anywhere."

The father and daughter entered the door one after the other, with ugly expressions on their faces. Tao Shumin was cooking in the kitchen at the time, holding a mobile phone in his hand to make a video call with Jing Yuan, asking him when he was on vacation and what ticket number he bought to go home, bang dang The sound of the door closing interrupted the conversation between the two.

Tao Shumin was stunned for a moment, and quickly ran out of the kitchen: "Let's not talk about it now."

Jing Yuan also heard the voice, and said anxiously: "Wait a minute, Mom, is my sister home? You give my sister the phone and let me say a few words to her."

"You'll be back in two days, wait until you come back." Tao Shumin hung up the video without hesitation, then reached for the suitcase in Jing Huan's hand, and asked, "Did you go to the hospital to see grandma?"

Jing Huan nodded: "Yes."

"Your grandma's heart disease is an old problem. This time, she forgot to take her medicine in the morning. Don't worry too much." After Tao Shumin finished speaking, she looked at the gloomy man sitting on the sofa from the corner of her eye, and then Zhao Jinghuan gave a look.

The soup was still boiling in the casserole. Tao Shumin lifted the lid and stirred it a few times with a spoon, "This soup was originally intended to be sent to the hospital. I just called to find out that your little aunt also stewed the soup. It was too much for your grandma to eat." It can’t be finished, so let’s keep it for us to eat at night, and give your dad a bowl later, and taste how it tastes.”

Jing Huan hummed reluctantly.

Tao Shumin glanced at Jing Huan, and said helplessly, "Why are you arguing again?"

Jing Huan leaned sideways by the stove, lowered her head slightly, "Mom, a middle school in Shanghai notified me to go to No. 13 this month, and I may not be able to stay at home for too long."

The spoon slid into the casserole and made a heavy crashing sound. Tao Shumin frowned: "Didn't you promise us that you will return to Wuhan after graduation, and your second uncle will arrange for you the written test and interview. What does this mean now?" , lie to parents?"

"You and Dad want me to be a teacher and have a stable job. It's not the same as being a teacher in Shanghai and Wuhan. Besides, the benefits there are better. I have tried many schools before I have this opportunity. Mom, I don't want to give up."

"What are you thinking of yourself! Are you talking about a relationship that even your parents don't want?"

It was the first time that Jing Huan saw Tao Shumin get so angry. The sharp accusations were like tiny sharp needles piercing her heart, making people feel uncomfortable and wronged.

Jing Huan didn't know how to quarrel, and couldn't think of words to refute. After being scolded, she went back to the room without saying a word. When she calmed down, she realized that her mobile phone and luggage were still outside, and hurriedly opened the door to go out.

"Where's my bag... and my phone?"

Jing Zhengrong turned his head and glanced, then shifted his gaze back to the TV screen: "You should prepare for the exam these days, don't look at your phone, and don't contact her. I will return the phone to you after the exam."

At first, I was only skeptical, but it was only when I heard Jing Zhengrong's words that I realized how absurd it all was. Jing Huan swayed, and hurriedly held the door frame, her lips trembling: "The exam materials are all in the mobile phone, how can I prepare without a mobile phone?" , what do you mean, you want to imprison/imprison me?"

"That's right! If you're not satisfied, go to the police!" Jing Zhengrong's emotions suddenly exploded at his daughter's complaint, and he hoarsely said, "Let the police arrest me and your mother, so that no one will stop you from going to Shanghai, and no one will stop you from going to Shanghai." People care who you are with, and you can do whatever you want in the future, and we will treat it as if we didn't have a daughter like you."

From that night on, the home full of laughter and laughter was shrouded in a thick layer of haze, no one spoke, silent, depressed, and sad.

Jing Huan's cell phone was returned on the third morning. Maybe it was because of what she said, that she needed the information on the phone to prepare for the exam, or maybe her parents were worried that she would be pushed too hard and something would happen. , I realized that it was inappropriate for me to do so. In short, the mobile phone was returned.

After turning on the phone, what greeted my eyes were countless missed calls and unread text messages, all from Ke Qingyun, how should I explain to her what I have experienced in the past few days? Make excuses, say that your phone is out of battery, or you went to bed too early and didn't see it.

But this is not a day, but a full two days and one night.

"I'm fine at home, don't worry." When Jing Huan was typing, his throat suddenly choked up, his eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and he could hardly see the words on the screen.

As soon as the news was sent out, Ke Qingyun called in with an urgent voice: "Jing Huan?"

Jing Huan licked his lower lip, and after brewing and brewing, his vocal cords made a sound: "It's me."

"Are you ok?"

Jing Huan nodded, and spit out a single syllable from his nasal cavity. It was very short, but it was like a musical score, twisted and twisted, and he could hear the choked sound, looking very aggrieved.

Ke Qingyun: "Don't cry, be good, I'll see you right away."

"Don't come here. The park will open the day after tomorrow. Don't delay your work. I promise you to come back for five days. I will go back when the time comes."

But Ke Qingyun said, "I'm already at the airport."

Jing Huan went to the airport twice that day, the first trip was to pick up Jingyuan, and the second trip was to pick up Ke Qingyun. There were so many people at the pick-up gate, Jing Huan stared at the crowd without daring to blink, and finally saw The person who thinks about it day and night.

When their eyes met, Ke Qingyun crossed the sea of ​​people, strode forward and hugged Jing Huan tightly, stroking her back with his palm, and said in a slow and soft voice, "Have you not eaten well these days? You have lost so much weight."

Jing Huan buried her face on Ke Qingyun's shoulder, shook her head, and did not speak.

"Take me to meet my uncle and aunt." Ke Qingyun said.

Jing Huan was slightly stunned, remembering the heavy and unhappy atmosphere at home these two days, and said in a muffled voice, "They're still angry."

Ke Qingyun smiled, and gently rubbed Jing Huan's cheek with his fingertips, "It's okay, don't worry, I'm mentally prepared, and I will meet my uncle and aunt sooner or later."

Although Ke Qingyun said it easily, Jing Huan was still worried. Before returning home, he specially sent Jing Yuan a WeChat message, asking him to tell his parents that Teacher Ke was coming.

Jing Huan and Jing Yuan were driven back into the room, and only Ke Qingyun and Jing Huan's parents were left in the living room. Ke Qingyun put the gifts he bought on the coffee table: "This is my heart, I hope you like it."

Because of their affairs, Jing Zhengrong and Tao Shumin didn't sleep well for several days, and they looked very haggard, so they cut the long story short: "We will not agree to Huanhuan going to Shanghai with you."

Ke Qingyun: "If there are better job opportunities in Wuhan, it would be good for Jing Huan to stay and work here."

Jing Zhengrong frowned, a bit confused about Ke Qingyun's purpose in saying this: "So, do you agree that Huanhuan should go back to work in Wuhan?"

"Well, not only her, I will come too."

This surprised Jing Zhengrong: "What? You want to come to Wuhan too?"

"If you don't agree with her going to Shanghai, then I will come to Wuhan. No matter where I stay, I will not be separated from her." Ke Qingyun spoke slowly, paused, and then said: "Jing Huan will stay in Wuhan , but you also have to do what you say, and don’t stop us from falling in love in the future.”