685: C685 Lower Jiangnan

C685 Lower Jiangnan

It was late November, and it was already late autumn. The weather turned cold, but as the capital of Jiangnan Province, the Jinghua City was still as warm as fire. The rows upon rows of skyscrapers showed the prosperity of this modern metropolis.

The Beijing long-distance bus terminal was full of vehicles. Although it was not a national festival, one could still see a full load of luxury tourist buses passing by. It was luxurious and grand.

At the entrance of the bus station, the tourists were like shuttles. There were also many white and black skinned foreigners coming and going. Their accents were mixed with English, japanese, korean, and many other languages.

As the capital of Jiangnan Province, Jinghua City was naturally considered an international metropolis. Although it was slightly inferior to the two colossi, shenhai Island and Yanjing, it was still a well-known existence in the country.

Many graduates of famous universities dreamed of sitting in the skyscrapers of Jinghua City to work.

On this day, two rather rustic figures walked out of the bus station. Judging from their attire, they seemed to be out of tune with this modern metropolis.

The figure on the left wore a blue and white checkered shirt, washed white jeans, and a thin figure. Especially the old-fashioned spectacles on the bridge of the nose. No matter how one looked at it, it gave the impression of a village teacher from the '90s.

As for the figure on the right, it seemed rather strange.

He clearly looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, and his face was delicate and tender, as if water could be squeezed out of it. However, his expression was indifferent, as if the world had collapsed in front of him, and he would only be indifferent.

How was this like a young and tender youth? He was clearly a wise and wise old man who had washed away all of his splendor and experienced the vicissitudes of life.

"Ran, am I wearing some old-fashioned clothes?"

Zhang Tao, who was carrying large bags and small luggage, curiously sized up the pedestrians a few times and asked somewhat embarrassedly.

Comely Youth, who was walking beside him, was asked this question. He immediately turned his head and said seriously: "Not a little, it's very, very dirt."

Zhang Tao was an introverted person, but after being teased by Meng Ran, his face immediately turned red.

Meng Ran couldn't help but laugh when he saw this. He still liked to tease this good brother of his whenever he had nothing to do. This point had never changed in a thousand years.

"Ran, where are we going next? Should we go to the Shen Family and find my mom?" When he thought of the woman who had abandoned him, Zhang Tao didn't know whether he should hate her or feel sorry for her.

Two days ago, Meng Ran went to the North Rao County to find Zhang Tao. Not only did he tell him about Shen Yiru's difficulties, he also wanted to go to the Shen Family gate with Zhang Tao and see his birth mother.

If it wasn't for Meng Ran persuading and accompanying him, this dull Bookworm really wouldn't have the courage to come to Jiangnan.

"Accompany me to see your sister-in-law first."

Meng Ran smiled and replied to Zhang Tao. He casually stopped a taxi.

"Go to Beijing International School."

Along the way, Zhang Tao kept asking Meng Ran questions. He looked like he was checking Meng Ran's family background. After all, the sister-in-law that Meng Ran talked about made Bookworm very curious.

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Jinghua City, at the entrance of the foreign language school.

Zhang Tao accompanied Meng Ran and waited for an hour and a half. With the sound of the school bell, a group of young men and women walked out of the school together.

Meng Ran's gaze passed the crowd and finally stopped on the pretty girl with short hair. He could not move his gaze away from her.

"Xue..."

At this moment, the invincible First One On Heavenly List had tears streaming down his face.

"Ran, which one is sister-in-law? Why don't we follow them?" Bookworm, Zhang Tao, was searching for his sister-in-law in the crowd, but he didn't find that his good friend was already covered in tears.

After a long time, Meng Ran, who saw the beautiful girl sitting in an old private car, said softly, "Let's go."

After he finished speaking, Meng Ran turned around and left with Zhang Tao, who was filled with doubt.2

A thousand years of separation, a thousand years of longing, at this moment, had only turned into a trace of gentleness at the corner of his mouth.

Xue, in this life, no one can separate us!

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