Chapter 472 - Are You Still Going To Wait

"The Xian Family has been waiting for you to return." Jiang Yijun sighed, "You"re not in there and I don"t have any lingering feelings for that place. If the Old Man didn"t acknowledge my mother, I might still hate him too much. If you don"t go back, I really don"t want to go back."

Jiang Ruolan looked at him and changed the topic, "Yijun, the girl chasing you in your unit isn"t bad. Why do you always treat her coldly? Just by looking at her perseverance, I"m sure she"s a very good match for you."

Jiang Yijun"s expression froze and he immediately rolled his eyes." Can you not mention it?"

Jiang Ruolan, however, kept smiling. "What"s the point of me going there without Xian Zihao? At most, I"ll bring my children to visit him often, letting Chiahao and An Na stay at Xian Residence for a few days. I don"t want to sleep in that empty room."

"Isn"t the Greenville Residence also empty?"

"That"s not the same. There are memories of Zihao and me. Even if it"s empty, it"s still full of his scent. The wardrobe is full of his clothes, the ones he didn"t take away when we divorced. He used to use everything in the house, the things he touched..." Jiang Ruolan paused. She can"t continue without shedding tears.

Jiang Yijun didn"t say anything else and just looked at her. "Are you still going to wait? You know very well that he"s gone."

Jiang Ruolan lowered her head and looked at her luggage. "I"m leaving. If not, I won"t make it in time."

Jiang Ruolan took her bag and left the hotel. It was a rare sunny day in early spring. She looked up at the sky and smiled.

When she returned to H City, she saw a police car pa.s.sing by. Jiang Ruolan turned around and saw the person sitting in the back of the police car looking at her through the window.

It was Han Xuegang.

The figure disappeared along with the police car.

The old love they had was like a dream.

The old love they had meant nothing anymore.

In these two years, a lot had changed. Xiong Ruogang fell in love and then she lost love. Now, she"s in love again. She kept saying that this man would definitely be her husband. It seemed that her lover this time was quite trustworthy.

Yi Meixiu was married. The groom was said to be the owner of a modest clothing company. He earned two to three hundred thousand yuan a year.

Wan Shoushan remarried. Jiang Ruolan heard that the bride was one of his interns this year, ten years younger than him. In this society, ten wasn"t too much of a big deal. As long as the prejudice against the age gap can be eliminated, Jiang Ruolan was confident Wan Shoushan will have a happy family.

She was the only one who didn"t remarry after the divorce, and Xian Zihao has been missing from her life for more than two years.

Initially, Xian Zihao only had a 20% chance of surviving. Fortunately, he managed to survive the injury, but due to a severe head injury and broken legs, he was unable to obtain the best treatment in China. He was sent to America for treatment.

It has been two years now.

As Jiang Ruolan walked down the street, she suddenly realized that this was where Xian Zihao and her first ate the Sichuan hotpot. She only came here once and has never had a chance to come here since.

Yuan Lan. ¹

Lan.

When did the name of the street change?

Did Xian Zihao ask someone to name this street after her when he was building a commercial street next to it? Why didn"t she know out about it?

Xian Chiahao and Xian An Na were almost three years old. The first thing Jiang Ruolan always did every day when she came back from work was to accompany the two mischievous kids to run around the neighborhood. Occasionally, she would take them to the beach to play at the sandcastle.

Right now, Xian An Na was crying because Chiahao didn"t want to play with her. Jiang Ruolan hugged Xian An Na, whose face was full of reluctance, and kissed her cheek. "Good girl, brother is a man and doesn"t like to play with girls, but when you grow up, he will still love you while watching over you. Don"t be angry with him, do you understand?"

"Mommy, when daddy comes back, he"ll play with An Na, right?" Xian An Na raised her chubby sand-covered hand to grab Jiang Ruolan"s face.

Jiang Ruolan smiled gently and used her own sand-covered hands to touch Xian An Na"s little face, but she felt an itch in her heart. Xian An Na giggled and hid her face in her (Jiang Ruolan) bosom. Jiang Ruolan put her hands down and hugged her, saying seriously, "Daddy will come back, he will definitely come back."

"Mommy, you"ve bought so many beautiful children"s clothes. Do we still have to wait for daddy to come back before Big Brother and I can wear them?"

Jiang Ruolan gently coaxed her daughter. "Daddy will come back soon. We"ll wear it together when he comes back, okay?"

"Alright! When daddy comes back, we"ll wear it together!"

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At the end of June 201x.

Jiang Ruolan was on her way back from Taiwan and planned to return to the company to submit her script.

When the taxi pa.s.sed Yuan Lan Street again, she told the driver to stop. Once down, she decided to eat the Sichuan hotpot first before returning to the company.

After eating a hot pot for an hour, Jiang Ruolan walked to the main street to call a taxi. A red light flashed in front of her and the traffic stopped. She stood on the side of the road, looking at the car from afar.

When the green light came on, the traffic started moving again. Walking to a safe spot by the side of the road, she raised her hand to call a taxi.

At that moment, she suddenly saw a familiar black Land Rover slowly starting being driven in the middle of traffic, heading in the other direction on the sidewalk.

Folks often drove a Land Rover at H City, and its models were unlimited editions. There were a lot of people driving this car, and not all Land Rovers will make Jiang Ruolan stopped from walking.

At this moment, she raised her eyes and watched as the black Land Rover gradually disappeared into the distance. However, before it could disappear into the distance, she clearly saw its license plate number and the figure in it.

The familiar license plate number and the person inside shook her heart.

The car was already moving farther and farther, creating a distance between her and him.