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Chapter 941 - 684 Next Time (Request for Monthly Ticket!)

Chapter 941: 684 Next Time (Request for Monthly Ticket!)

From the east gate all the way to the south gate, the two walked off the city wall.

"In spring, many people come here for outings; these are all cherry trees. They’re very beautiful when they bloom."

Hong Xiaoyu, the "tour guide," was very diligent.

Okay.

Maybe not as eloquent as other tour guides, but at least he was very conscientious and had a very upright attitude.

Ai Qian swept her gaze over the barren cherry trees.

Deep into winter, when nature withered, these trees were left with only branches and appeared very desolate.

Of course.

During the blooming season, it must really be beautiful here.

Everything is like this.

There is a time for flowering.

What differs is the duration of that time.

"It seems I came at the wrong time."

Going to Dong University but missing the plum blossoms on Nanshan.

Coming to Sha City and missing the cherry blossoms in full bloom.

It seems I’m always out of sync wherever I go.

Ai Qian smiled.

Around the cherry tree grove, many elderly men and women were using plastic stools, honing their card skills to pass the time.

Beneath the chairs, there were small amounts of money, the largest denomination being ten yuan.

A healthy activity that can kill time in senior years and also stimulate the brain.

"Thank you for your time."

"No problem."

Hong Xiaoyu gave a dismissive smile, instinctively wanting to say something, but his lips moved, and he held back.

"You go do your thing."

Ai Qian said.

"What about you?"

Hong Xiaoyu reflexively asked, just as his phone rang in his pocket.

He took it out to look.

It was his mom calling.

"...I need to take this call."

Ai Qian nodded.

Hong Xiaoyu walked to the side and picked up the phone.

"Mom."

Mahjong noises came through from the other side.

"Are you done packing?"

Such is the greatness of a mother’s love; she still cared about her son even while sitting at the mahjong table.

Hong Xiaoyu sneakily observed his cousin’s ex-girlfriend as she looked around at the scenery.

"Yeah... nearly done."

He said softly.

"Yeah, once you’re done, come home for dinner, two bamboo."

Hong Xiaoyu’s lips moved, "Mom, there’s something, I met a friend, I might..."

"All in one suit!"

"Really? You drew that?!"

The commotion from the other end followed by the sound of shuffling mahjong tiles.

"What did you say?"

His mom’s voice inquired from the other end.

"Nothing, nothing, Mom, keep playing."

Hong Xiaoyu hung up the call, put his phone back in his pocket, and walked back.

"It was my mom."

Ai Qian nodded.

The two continued to stroll around the perimeter of the city wall.

"Are you his cousin or his brother?"

"Cousin."

"So your mom is his aunt."

Hong Xiaoyu nodded, hesitated for quite a while, but eventually said, "Later, um, would you like to come to my place for a meal?"

Ai Qian showed surprise, clearly unexpected by the invitation.

She turned her head to look at the somewhat embarrassed young man.

Obviously.

He probably didn’t know how she and his brother had broken up; otherwise, he wouldn’t be this polite.

After all.

He didn’t even know her name.

"Simply accompanying me along the city wall, and it costs me heavily, huh?"

Ai Qian’s mouth curved into a smile.

Hong Xiaoyu initially didn’t catch on, then realizing, he awkwardly rushed to explain, "No, no, you don’t have to bring a gift."

"That wouldn’t be appropriate."

Hong Xiaoyu was at a loss for words, unsure of how to respond.

Though they were family, the two brothers were different; that guy certainly wasn’t this shy.

"Thank you, but I won’t be visiting your house, after all, your brother and I are no longer together."

Ai Qian said with a light laugh.

This was the first time the two had laid out this fact after walking together for so long.

Hong Xiaoyu fell silent.

Indeed.

He was too impulsive, not thinking things through properly.

Only considering politeness, he hadn’t thought about what if she really accepted and how he would explain to his parents when they got home,

How would he explain to his cousin?

Fortunately, she didn’t put him in this difficult position.

Although he didn’t know precisely why the two had parted ways, through about two hours of interaction, he felt this sister was a decent person.

Different from Sister Qianqian...

"Then let’s not go home to eat, let me take you out for a meal?"

Hong Xiaoyu thought of a compromise.

It certainly wasn’t appropriate to bring her home, but leaving her alone here didn’t feel right either.

"Don’t be too polite."

"It’s only right; if my brother were here, he’d do the same."

Watching her smile sincerely, Ai Qian paused, then asked, "How do you know?"

Hong Xiaoyu was taken aback, the question seemed odd to him.

"Because...although you’ve broken up, you’re still friends, right?"

Can exes always stay friends?

Or perhaps.

In their brothers’ eyes, there’s no concept of turning into enemies.

Watching the youth’s natural response, Ai Qian smiled once more and changed the subject.

"There’s no need to treat, if you’re not busy, why don’t you take me somewhere else?"

"Where?"

Hong Xiaoyu asked instinctively.

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A good ten kilometers away from Sha City’s downtown area.

Baoshan Cemetery.

Hong Xiaoyu bent down to place the flowers he had bought, then stepped aside.

Behind him, Ai Qian slowly stepped forward, looking at the tombstone for a while, then deeply bowed in an almost bowing posture, gently placing the bundle of white lilies in front of the tombstone, clearly pausing for several seconds before straightening up again.

Was it an illusion?

Hong Xiaoyu couldn’t help but feel that her gesture just now seemed like

— an apology.