Chapter 878 - Don’t Return to Ming City
“I’m turning in for the night. Jiahang, you should get some rest too,” He Xiyan said softly and her voice sounded a little hoarse.
She pulled the blankets aside and crawled underneath her blankets. No matter how hard the person on the other end knocked against the door, she refused to get up.
Finally, the knocking stopped and silence seemed to descend upon the world. It was so quiet that He Xiyan could hear her the sounds of her own heartbeat and breaths.
She stuck out her head from the blankets and the lamplight outlined her eyes that were already red, swollen, and brimming with tears. She pulled out a piece of tissue, wiped at the tears from the corners of her eyes and sniffled.
She didn’t sleep well the night before and tonight, her insomnia worsened.
She woke up early and left her warm bed covers early the next morning. Her complexion was so pale that she had to use a thick layer of foundation and eyeshadow to conceal her fatigue.
She walked out of her room and saw that a room in the distance was also wide open. She knew that it was Jiahang’s room.
She hesitated for a moment before she finally walked toward that room.
She stood at the doorway and looked on as Jiahang had a talk with his mother.
She heard what they were saying as well.
“Shaoqian, you shouldn’t return to Ming City. Selling vegetables and driving a truck are such lowly jobs. Moreover, we can’t bear to part with you, so could you stay here with us at Jingzhou. If you’d like to start a business, we’ll provide you with the funds. You can choose to set up a company or a shop. If you’d like to return to the military or become a salaryman, we’d also support your choice,” Yang Yun said as she stared at her son. Her eyes were full of her reluctance to part with him. Her heart ached terribly for her son after she heard what he had been through over the past 9 years. She was shocked to find that her son had become a farmer in a remote village and had even lost his ability to speak, and made his living by selling vegetables, repairing roads, transporting goods, and all these laborious tasks.
Chen Jiahang patted his mother’s shoulder. He could tell that she didn’t want him to leave and he wanted to spend more time with his parents as well so he said, “Mom, I’ll be living here with you and dad this month and also spend more time with the both of you and grandpa. However, I will settle my own affairs, so there’s no need for you to step in.”
Yang Yun asked, “Could you not return to Ming City? Both you and… Yan Yan, yes, you could both come to work at Jingzhou and do whatever you’d like.”
She sounded very anxious. She didn’t care what her son did as long as he remained at home. Ming City was more than 2,000 kilometers away from Jingzhou and after being separated from her son for so many years, she didn’t want her son to stray too far away from her.
Chen Jiahang smiled but he didn’t respond to her request. He had to take time to think through these matters himself and also discuss these issues with Yan Yan in advance. He had to see if she was willing to give up her work at Ming City to live in Jingzhou with him.
He Xiyan clearly heard their exchange. he chose to return back into her room.
It was a long corridor and she walked for a long time but no matter how much she walked, it seemed as though she couldn’t find the end of this corridor.
She returned to the guest room after breakfast and saw that the bed was already made and the blankets folded into a neat square, just like it had been when she first entered.
She tidied the room and packed her belongings into her bag, including her phone charger and makeup products.
Then, she went to the second floor where Jiahang’s parents were having a chat over tea.
“Uncle, Aunty,” she greeted them with a polite smile.