Chapter 24.2 - The Deepest Recesses of Time (2)

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With this time's return to Chengdu, Jǐ Yi's status was much more delicate. Fortunately, Jì Chengyang's personality was not particularly open and unreserved, and he would never show any sort of intimate actions or say intimate types of words in front of other people. Therefore, they did not arouse the attention of Nuannuan's maternal grandpa.

This was completely opposite to Nuannuan's boyfriend; that person was definitely a romantic.

"What does it feel like dating my little uncle?" Late in the night, as Jì Nuannuan lay on the bed, she curiously asked Jǐ Yi this while also using her mobile phone to chat with her boyfriend, who was in the guest room. "How come I haven't ever seen any times when you guys were being especially lovey and intimate?"

Jǐ Yi thought about it. "Don't really feel anything... What we both feel is about the same, I guess."

It seemed that truly was the case. Jì Chengyang absolutely was not someone who would speak those honeyed words between lovers. She could not think of more than a few words from him that had been especially touching or sentimental. In front of other people, he was indeed quite proper. He had only ever held her hand once, in the corridor of the television station, and that had been when she was still only fourteen, fifteen years old. She imagined that, to him, holding her hand that time had been no different from holding the hand of a little niece. There had only been one time, as well, where he had completely swept her up into his arms, and that time had also been because of a very special reason.

Consequently, when the two of them left Chengdu and were on the road towards that little town, in between some of the casual conversation, their driver even asked Jǐ Yi if she was out travelling after just graduating from university, and why she had not come with her boyfriend. At the time, Jì Chengyang had gotten off the car to get some fresh air. Apprehensive about the fact that the people in the vehicle all worked for Nuannuan's maternal grandpa, she was not certain whether or not she should state things very clearly, and hence she replied vaguely and brushed over the topic...

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When they came here in the year 2000, it had been in the depths of winter. With the blink of an eye, eight years had passed.

Through the car window, Jǐ Yi gazed out at this town that was not big. The vehicle followed the flat, dirt road around several bends and pulled to a stop at the very end, in front of the courtyard home that Grandaunt had once lived in.

She peeked a glimpse at Jì Chengyang. The person being peeked at, however, did not show too much of a reaction.

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The two of them, as well as the driver, doctor, and soldiers who had come along with them, one after the other stepped into the courtyard. A girl sitting in front of the house, washing clothes, stood up, her manner rather awkward as she looked at them and called some words over her shoulder. Very soon, a middle-aged woman lifted open the curtain of plastic beads over the doorway and stepped out. Staring at Jì Chengyang amongst this group of strangers, she hesitantly uttered his name in the local dialect.

Jì Chengyang nodded. "It's me."

It was not the least bit of an exaggeration to say that the middle-aged woman's eyes instantly grew red, and walking over, she continually scrutinized Jì Chengyang up and down and rambled on and on about something. Apart from Jǐ Yi, everyone here could understand what she was saying.

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