In a blink of an eye, the National Day holiday came. When Zhao Mosheng saw the National Day holiday notice on the bulletin board of the magazine, he realized that it was already the end of September.

Xia Tian hurried over like this. Since she was at Zhao Shucheng's house last time, her relationship with Zhao Shucheng has returned to her previous state. Zhao Mosheng wanted to get close to Zhao Shucheng, but when he thought of what happened that night, Zhao Mosheng subconsciously chose to escape and hide from Zhao Shucheng.

As the holidays get closer, the atmosphere in the magazine has been much relaxed.

When it was about to get off work, Xiaohong approached Zhao Mosheng and asked, "A Sheng, what are you going to make arrangements during the holiday?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." Zhao Mosheng said while sorting out the pictures on the table.

"I never thought that I have been looking forward to the eleventh day since May Day."

Zhao Mosheng was made of Xiaohong's exaggerated smile and said, "By the way, why did you have such a long vacation this year?"

"Is it like this in previous years?" Xiaohong looked at Zhao Mosheng with a little strangeness and said randomly: "I almost forgot that you came to our magazine in the first year. And you have been abroad for too long and don't know. It has been several years since the seven-day holiday, so it's developing the tourism industry. I plan to go to Fenghuang Ancient Town, do you want to come together?"

Seeing the sweet look on Xiaohong's face, Zhao Mosheng knew that he must be with the doctor. He smiled and said, "Do you want me to accompany you all the time and take photos of your couples? I charge very expensive."

"Oh, you hate it. Just tell me if you don't want to go. Your Mr. Ying will definitely make a travel plan for you, and you can still hide it from me?"

Zhao Mosheng was stunned for a moment and said, "How did you know?"

"Besides, you Mr. Ying has called me long ago and asked about the holiday time of our magazine. I understand. I must have wanted to give you a surprise. Shouldn't I tell you?"

Zhao Mosheng smiled when he heard this and said, "Maybe."

After get off work, Zhao Mosheng saw Zhao Shucheng who appeared downstairs as usual, and couldn't help but want to ask about the arrangements for the National Day holiday, but when Xiaohong said it was a surprise, he swallowed the words to his mouth.

But when he finished his meal and was about to rest, Zhao Shucheng still did not mention the arrangements for the National Day holiday. Zhao Mosheng couldn't help asking: "Brother Ying, what are you going to do during the National Day holiday?"

Zhao Shucheng thought for a while and said, "I have nothing to do here, but this is the first vacation we have spent. I want to go back to Yicheng with you."

When Zhao Mosheng heard Zhao Shucheng say about Yicheng, he couldn't help but be stunned again. Since she returned to China, she has never wanted to go back to Yicheng. There is no longer a father of her own. When her mother went abroad, when she called her for the first time, she said so calmly and indifferently: "Don't call again in the future, nor do you return to China. Your father has ruined my first half of my life. I can finally live a quiet life now and don't want to see anything about him again."

Zhao Mosheng never thought that his mother would live like this. Although before, his mother had always been deserted at home and never smiled at her daughter, she didn't expect that she would be so heartless now.

Especially when I called back again later, the phone number was already empty. Then I learned from my father’s old classmate, Uncle Li, in the Ugly Country, that some hidden stories she still can’t believe.

After Zhao Mosheng came to his senses, he looked at Zhao Shucheng, but didn't know how to refuse.

"Brother Ying, why do you want to go to Yicheng? Are there any work arrangements?"

"Not that, but we have returned to China and should go back and take a look. Speaking of which, we have been married for so long, and have never seen your family. Since we are back, the etiquette we should have is essential. Moreover, your father has been away for so many years, so you should go back and take a look."

Zhao Mosheng was silent. She actually didn't want to go back, but she just didn't want to face this. Although she had known that her father had left, as long as she didn't go back, it seemed that her father would be there all the time.

Zhao Shucheng and Zhao Mosheng took a train back to Yicheng, after all, it was somewhat inconvenient to drive. Although it is not more than ten years later, there will be traffic jams on the expressway as soon as the holiday is over, but self-driving tours are not that simple, let alone such a faraway example.

This was Zhao Mosheng's first time after returning to China, and it happened to be around 11:00 on the road when the train arrived at the station. It was still raining lightly in the sky, which was cooler than the weather in the Demon City. The cold wind blew, making Zhao Mosheng, who was wearing thin clothes unable to help but gather his clothes.

Zhao Shucheng saw Zhao Mosheng's actions, took off his coat and said, "Hurry up and put it on."

"No, Brother Ying."

"Why don't you? If you catch a cold with a cold, I will feel distressed."

Zhao Mosheng blushed when he heard this, but he no longer refused Zhao Shucheng's clothes, and tightly pulled the coat he was draped over his body.

She looked up and saw that the city that once raised her was a little confused and felt a sense of sadness and joy. I wonder if this is what people often say is the timid feeling close to home.

Especially at the train station exit, there are many people greeting each other.

"Miss, come here to travel. Do you want to stay? The lowest price in the city."

"Miss, do you want a tour guide? Cheap discounts on National Day..."

Zhao Mosheng looked at the people who started the business. He thought that these people thought they were not locals, but rather a tourist who was unfamiliar with Yicheng, so he said so.

Zhao Shucheng looked around and said, "Mosheng, let's make a car rental?"

Zhao Mosheng said instead: "Brother Ying, why don't we do the bus? I haven't done it for a long time."

Zhao Shucheng looked at Zhao Mosheng who was a little trapped in memories, nodded and said, "That's fine, but you should still remember which route you should do?"

Zhao Mosheng was stunned for a moment and said, "If there was no big change, I should have remembered it."

Fortunately, the location of the bus stop has not changed, and even the route has not changed much. It is simply that the names of several stations have changed a little, but Zhao Mosheng can easily find the bus to go home and hungry.

The two of them sat on the bus like this, looking at the scenery that passed through the window. In fact, the best way to understand a city is to take the bus a few more times, and it will take you to the most vitality of the city.

Zhao Mosheng looked at the pedestrians and vehicles outside the window and the shops on the street. Although it was a little blurred in the drizzle, he could still see many familiar things.

When the bus stop sounded, Zhao Mosheng realized that he had arrived.

She pulled Zhao Shucheng and said, "Brother Ying, it's time for us to get off the car."

"It'll arrive so soon? Well, let's go!"

When the two of them got out of the car, they saw an old house appearing in front of them.

Zhao Shucheng asked, "Mosheng, is this where you grew up when you were a child?"

"Well, this is where I grew up. But at the beginning, our family didn't live here. This is a newly built house later. After our family moved in, it never changed."

When Zhao Mosheng chose the bus just now, she subconsciously chose the car to go home. She wanted to see her mother first, but she didn't know if her mother still lives here.

After all, it has been seven years since then, maybe my mother has moved out long ago, maybe she still lives there, waiting for her to come back.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier. Zhao Shucheng pulled Zhao Mosheng to a store at an intersection and said, "Mosheng, let's buy another umbrella. This will make it bad if the heavy rain gets wet."

Zhao Mosheng looked at the umbrella in his hand. This was brought by Zhao Shucheng, but it was just a parasol and not big. If the two of them held the umbrella together, it would really not work.

However, when Zhao Shucheng bought a new umbrella, Zhao Mosheng put away the umbrella in his hand.

While Zhao Shucheng was opening the umbrella, he climbed directly from the store to the underside of the umbrella and leaned against Zhao Shucheng.

Zhao Shucheng glanced at Zhao Mosheng, smiled, and then hugged Zhao Mosheng and walked in the rain.

When the two of them came to the familiar downstairs, Zhao Mosheng felt a sense of desolation in his heart. When he arrived at the door of his house, he knocked on the door, but no one opened the door.

Zhao Mosheng's face was a little pale. I don't know if he had gone out or had moved out.

Zhao Shucheng noticed that Zhao Mosheng's face was not good-looking, and took her hand and said, "Mosheng, don't worry, aunt may go out, let's wait a while. If you meet a neighbor, you can also ask."

Zhao Mosheng got better, nodded, and said, "I know, Brother Ying."

Just as he was waiting for his family to come back, Zhao Mosheng suddenly thought about what happened when he was a child. He remembered that it was the same once. He returned home in the rain, but no one was there. He waited for more than two hours at the door before his father came back with his briefcase.

At that time, my father felt very distressed when he saw that he was wet. He hugged himself tightly and kept apologizing to him, saying that it was all his fault.

As long as my father is with her, he is like an old naughty boy who often takes her around to play or even plays pranks. Unfortunately, my father is too busy and the time he can take out for her is actually very limited. The classmates once envied his father, but Zhao Mosheng himself hoped that his father could get off work on time every day, and was not called out at any time.

But as long as there is time, my father always spoils me. This is different from my mother. My mother is always cold and makes people dare not get close to me.

However, at that time, Zhao Mosheng only felt that this was the nature of his mother and didn't think too much about it, but now he knows why his mother is like this.

Just when Zhao Mosheng was trapped in memory, he heard someone calling him: "Xiao Sheng!"
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