Isabelle’s boyfriend was just supposed to co over for a New Year greeting, but the family was so enthusiastic, they insisted he stay for lunch.
Jane McCain’s little cousin was making a fuss about going out to buy snacks.
The aunt said crossly, "Buy what! The stores outside are all closed, we have all kinds of snacks at ho. Take whatever you want!"
But the little cousin still fussed, "I don’t like any of the snacks at ho!"
Ruby Spencer waved him over and gave him so loose change, "There’s a supermarket still open on East Grand Street. Let your sister Janie take you, and don’t run off."
Jane felt so moved, truly like a mother, knowing she couldn’t stand staying in the house much longer.
In just a short while, her aunt had already lined up three potential dates for her, even considering the neighbor who walked his dog, saying his habit of dog walking showed he was caring and responsible, a good man.
But all she could recall was that person’s poodle self-indulgently jumping on her high heels...
Later, the poodle got bitten by Max, that man had even argued with her, and she never wore those high heels again.
Ah, not a pleasant mory.
Jane and her little cousin went out together, strolling slowly towards East Grand Street.
Saying they were going out to buy sothing, but really it was just to get so air.
The air outside was nice, free from restrictions, no need to listen to nagging. After buying the things, the little cousin didn’t want to go back. He saw so kids setting off firecrackers on the roadside and rushed over to join in.
Jane didn’t want to go back either.
She stepped on the snow on the curb bit by bit, enjoying the crunching sound, amusing herself.
She happened to see a poplar tree, its roots slightly raised above the ground, covered with snow, looking like undulating hills.
Jane picked up a twig and drew a fish in the snow on the tree roots.
After finishing, she thought for a mont and added a few more lines.
Her little cousin ca over curiously and asked, "Cousin, what are these things beside the fish? Seaweed?"
Jane flicked his forehead, "Those are crops! Alright, let’s go ho now. If lunch starts and your mom doesn’t see you, she’ll be worried."
She took her little cousin’s hand and started heading back. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a car, one that looked just like Allen Rivera’s.
Sigh, she missed him so much, even seeing a car on the road reminded her of him.
...
They arrived ho just in ti for lunch. Jane led her little cousin to wash their hands. Just as they left the bathroom, her phone rang.
It was Allen calling, asking her, "What are you doing?"
Jane glanced at the living room; her mom and aunt were setting the table.
"We’re about to have lunch at ho. How about you? Have you eaten?"
"Not yet." He paused slightly, then asked, "Do you miss ?"
That question was quite embarrassing. Jane turned and went to her room. When she was alone, she shyly replied, "Yes, I do."
"I miss you too," Allen said with a hint of laughter in his voice, "Janie, let’s et up."
Jane was slightly stunned, "...now?"
"Yeah, it’s the first day of the New Year. Since I got up this morning, I’ve really wanted to see you."
He spoke so plainly, making Jane’s face flush and her heart race, she replied with shy anticipation, "Then... should I co find you this afternoon?"
Silently estimating the ti in her mind, "I should be in Clearwater City by around three o’clock..."
"Co downstairs," Allen said.
"What?" Jane was bewildered, vaguely understanding yet afraid to be certain in her heart.
"Co downstairs, I’m waiting," Allen said again.
"Impossible! How do you even know where I live?!" Jane exclaid, imdiately running to the window, but the angle of this window couldn’t see downstairs at all.
Even though she couldn’t see, she still couldn’t help stretching her neck to look down, her voice trembling with excitent, "Are you tricking ?"
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