Chapter 308: Chapter 307: Unreachable Places are Called Distant Lands, The Place You Can’t Return to is Called Hotown
Lin Shuang said goodbye to Yu Zhishui and his agent Jiang Lan, and when he reached his own villa’s entrance, he encountered Yan Han dragging a suitcase.
This is to pack up his luggage and kick him out of the house!
He didn’t do anything bad today…
Lin Shuang took over the suitcase, “Um… can we talk it over and let sleep on the sofa! Xiao Han! Wanwan! I was wrong!”
First of all, it’s good to apologize! He really is a sinner!
Su Wan leaned against the doorfra and waved at him, “We already had a eting and approved, we’re lending you to Xiao Han for tonight, rember to co back tomorrow for cake.”
She handed him the phone, and Lin Shuang picked up, on the other end was their Maid Chief Tong Yao.
She and Tong Ge haven’t rushed back from Huai University yet.
“Master, co back early tomorrow, Little Dove, Wanwan, and I will prepare a big table of delicious food at ho.”
“Ayao…”
“Alright now, Master rember Ayao will be waiting for you at ho.”
After hanging up the phone, Tong Ge sitting next to Tong Yao looked up from her book to her sister.
She softly said, “Sister, it must be hard, huh.”
Tong Yao, with her head down, raised her eyes again, still with a gentle smile.
“It’s okay, Little Dove, let’s go to the supermarket and buy groceries later, Wanwan will co too.”
Tong Ge stared at her for a while, “Sister, next ti I will help you beat up the brother-in-law.”
“Um…”
Tong Yao tilted her head, her smooth hair falling like weeping willows, “Then can you go easy on him?”
Sister seems beyond help.
Tong Ge shifted her gaze back to the book, but her eyes stayed on the sa page for a long ti, failing to turn it before she left.
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While Tong Yao took Tong Ge and Su Wan grocery shopping at the supermarket, Lin Shuang was already driving Yan Han on the highway.
Yan Han, sitting in the passenger seat, leaned on the window, watching the scenery speeding backward outside, she shifted a bit to the side so she could see Lin Shuang’s reflection on the window.
She puckered her lips, trying to kiss Lin Shuang’s reflection, “Brother Shuang, how long has it been since you went back to Jiangdu?”
“It’s been a while…”
Lin Shuang gazed at the endless road ahead, not knowing where it led.
“After all, both you and Wanwan are in Huai City.”
Jiangdu is Lin Shuang’s hotown where he, Su Wan, and Yan Han grew up.
That hotown, not far from Huai City… Lin Shuang, however, had not returned for a long ti.
Perhaps where the family is, that’s what you can call ho…
And now, for Lin Shuang, Jiangdu only had mories left.
When he was young, Lin Shuang had many happy mories in Jiangdu.
And those mories, along with the accidental death of his parents, made him sowhat afraid to open them up.
Like an old scar, if peeled back, who knows if it would be a bloody mark, or new flesh had grown.
Yan Han gently caressed on the window, Lin Shuang’s shadow.
“Brother Shuang… take ho to have a look, go back and see, where we grew up.”
Lin Shuang’s tone carried many complex emotions, nostalgia, regret, and finally turned into a relieved smile.
“Okay, we go ho, Xiao Han.”
The Lamborghini roared past, unstoppable on the highway.
But so things… no matter how fast you go, you can’t chase them back.
For instance, a father’s affirmation, or a mother’s nagging.
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… We must cherish what we have when we possess it.
After getting off the highway and entering the city, Lin Shuang slowed down the car, looking at the familiar yet sowhat unfamiliar streetscapes.
“Ah, the rolled wheat pancake shop has changed its sign, I wonder if the lady owner has changed too.”
Yan Han compared what she saw with the streets and alleys Lin Shuang once led her through, “Is it the sa place Brother Shuang used to take to eat many tis?”
“Yes, our primary school is further ahead, hey, they’ve even built a footbridge here.”
Yan Han’s tone lifted, “That stinky tofu cart is still there!”
Lin Shuang took a closer look, “It really is the sa one, still run by that elderly couple.”
Parking the Lamborghini at a distance, Lin Shuang took Yan Han to line up.
Yan Han fanned her nose with her little hand, smiling, “It still slls the sa… just like when I was a child, I used to hate this odor so much.”
“But Xiao Han, after finishing your portion, you still weren’t satisfied and had to snatch mine to eat~”
“It slls stinky but tastes delicious!”
So many years have passed, and the stinky tofu business is even better than rembered.
But in those mories… around this cart, both inside and outside, were mostly kids with backpacks.
And now, they are all teenagers and young adults.
Have those kids all grown up?
Lin Shuang didn’t know, but he and Xiao Han were indeed those kids from back then.
When they got to the front of the line, Lin Shuang finally confird that the stinky tofu vendors were indeed the sa grandparents from back then.
A decade has hurried by, the old grandma now wore reading glasses, and the old grandpa had turned his hair to silver.
Ti marches on, ever so relentless.
“Kid, do you want a large serving or a small one, spicy or not?”
“A large serving, with extra chili, thank you.”
The old grandpa took the banknotes, and the old grandma, frying the tofu, occasionally lifted her head, adjusting her glasses to look at Lin Shuang and Yan Han.
Yan Han, holding Lin Shuang’s hand, hid behind him, curiously taking in the surroundings, while Lin Shuang whispered mories of their past into her ear.
The old grandpa, with nimble hands and feet, prepared the stinky tofu, poking the crispy tofu with chopsticks to create an opening, and poured in the secret chili sauce and broth, the sa recipe as years ago.
As a serving of stinky tofu was finished and handed over, the old grandma finally asked with uncertainty, “Is it Lin Shuang and Xiao Han?”
In that mont, Lin Shuang finally felt a real sense of being back in his hotown.
Yes… this is his hotown, the place that witnessed him grow up.
He’s returned.
Lin Shuang’s eyes almost brimming with tears, “It’s , grandma. I’ve brought Xiao Han back ho for a visit.”
The wrinkles on the old grandma’s face stretched with her smile, and she jokingly punched the old grandpa beside her, “Old Li, co quick, look! It’s Lin Shuang and Xiao Han! Those kids who were the handsost back in the day!”
The old grandpa with silver hair also smiled joyfully, “Oh my, you’ve both grown up so much. I rember there was also a little girl, called Wanwan, right? You three kids used to co eat our stinky tofu every day, haha.”
The elderly, despite their age, surprisingly retained such mories quite well.
Lin Shuang nodded, “Wanwan is still studying in Huai City, I brought Xiao Han back for a bit of business.”
“You’ve grown handsor than when you were a child! I almost didn’t recognize you. Xiao Han’s eyes are…”
“They’ve been cured, grandma.”
“That’s good, that’s good. Old Li always ntioned how it was a pity for such a beautiful child to have those eye issues.”
The old grandma scooped out another large serving of stinky tofu, “Here, let grandma treat you to another portion.”
Old grandpa wiped his hands with his apron, “Try and see if our taste has changed.”
Across the street, Lin Shuang’s old primary school coincidentally rang the school bell for dismissal, still playing the sa tune, “The Bug’s Flight.”
Today is Saturday, with no students leaving the school, yet the bell rang out, as if it traveled through layers of ti.
“The dark sky hangs low, the bright stars follow…”
“The bug’s flight, the bug’s flight, who are you longing for…”
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