Vol 2 Chapter 269: [Ending Part 10] Revisited (Part 1)

In the morning the sun was low and the street food stalls had already been set. Qi Yan came to a breakfast shop he liked and ordered small dishes and congee, plus a snowy white bun, which was his breakfast.
Returning to a quiet life again, Qi Yan has to work hard for himself.
Ning Jin and Wen Ruo live happily together, often bringing their children to find themselves, hoping to help Qi Yan somewhere. But Qi Yan didn't need it. Even if he was imprisoned for so long, Feng Yangao was full of hope for the outside world.
What about a big talented student? Qi Yan doesn't even care about being a waiter.
To live in life is to find a job to support yourself, and then live a life easily.
After leaving the alley, Qi Yan got on the bus and was ready to go to work. The place where he works is an editorial department. He does typography design in it, which is not very important work. There is a literary editor under the screen design. His typography work is the easiest.
Therefore, he did not earn much. After paying the rent, his monthly salary was 60%.
Excluding the cost of living, Qi Yan doesn't save much money every month, but he is very content.
Qi Yan felt that he didn't need anything, and Feng Yangao often sent something, although he didn't show up every time.
"He gives you something every month?" Ning Jin poured a cup of tea to Qi Yan: "Don't forgive him."
Qi Yan was drinking tea and said softly: "How to say, I don't know what the situation is now."
"Feng Yangao is selfish and selfish. If it were not for his selfishness, why would you—" Ning Jin finished speaking, sighing deeply, replacing what he wanted to say in his heart.
"Don't mention this matter." Qi Yan wanted to say that he had forgiven Feng Yangao, but he couldn't face it.
"Wen Ruo went to buy food to pick up the children. Let's eat here tonight." Ning Jin invited: "I haven't had a meal in a long time."
Qi Yan smiled and said, "No, I still have something tonight."
"What's the matter, can you still not eat?" Ning Jin tried to leave him.
"Yeah, you can't eat." Qi Yan also went along with his words, Ning Jin raised his eyebrows, and looked clear.
"That's how you are, and you don't want to trouble others. But we are now a family."
"Ning Jin, this is not the same." Qi Yan stood up and got up to say: "I'm really upset. Let's eat together next time."
Ning Jin was not easy to keep, so he had to send him out of the house.
Qi Yan's rest days are often spent on mountaineering and play. Almost all of the city's attractions have been visited by him in one day. There are a few places he particularly likes. He goes every week and shoots the nature with the camera he saved to buy. A pair of beautiful and fresh pictures were washed out and hung in his small rental house.
Qi Yan never felt that it was boring, Qi Yan felt that this was a different kind of fun.
But my heart is still empty, I don't know which one is missing, or which part of the memory is lost.
Qi Yan is not a person who likes to escape, but for Feng Yangao, he chose to escape.
Feng Yangao also knew something, so he refused to show up and kept guarding Qi Yan in his own way.
It was a year in a flash, and winter and spring came, and the white snow like cotton turned into a clear water under the urging of the clouds, and the hot air gradually evaporated them. Spring is here.
"Qi Yan, I'm sorry, my relatives came here from other places to rush to us, there is no place to live." The landlord said apologetically: "My house may not be able to continue to rent to you, sorry."
This house was originally a monthly rent, and there was no time limit contract. The landlord did not rent, and Qi Yan could not say anything.
"It doesn't matter, I'll find a house again."
"Hey, you can stay here for a few more days until you find a new house."
The landlord is also very humane, and I don't know where she is going to arrange relatives these days.
Qi Yan started to find a new house. After tidying up and tidying up your things, only one suitcase and one big box were installed, and the furniture was not yours. Qi Yan could not be more relaxed in this move.
After searching for a long time, he didn't find any suitable house. Qi Yan left his phone and request in the lease, searching while waiting.
After a few days without results, Qi Yan sighed in disappointment. The date given by the landlord has reached the deadline. Qi Yan was forced to do so. When he was about to ask Ning Jin for help, the rental agency called himself.
A high-level apartment not far from Qi Yan’s editorial office is ready to be rented. Ask Qi Yan if she wants to rent it.
Qi Yan paused, telling his salary status to the rental agency truthfully, but the rental agency said no problem.
"The owner of that apartment looks like a boss who is away from home all year round. If he doesn't go home, he will rent it out at a low price. Someone will clean the room... but he can't manage the utility bill. ."
Qi Yan was overjoyed. He originally paid for the water and electricity bills. Now he can rent a better house at the original price. Why not do it.
Qi Yan quickly signed a contract with the leasing agency, but the owner had not come forward and was fully authorized by the leasing agency.
One-bedroom, one-bedroom, one-kitchen, one-bathroom, small apartment high-end apartment, everything is complete, the decoration is modern, just like Qi Yan's preferences.
Qi Yan found a few photo frames and a few photos in the house, both men and women in their forties, like a couple.
Probably this is the homeowner. Qi Yan thought about it, put the photo in the photo frame, then wiped the photo frame clean and put it in the cabinet.
Anyway, thanks to others.
To be honest, when Qi Yan knew that this high-end apartment was for rent, she had thought that Feng Yangao was helping her behind. But now, he gave up his ideas.
Whether this relationship is true or not, he does not want to owe Feng Yangao.
Recall that Feng Yangao stood on the street and said to him, Can I pursue you again?
Qi Yan agreed at the time, but then he wanted to escape.
The trauma one person brings to another, although healed, is not immediate.
Life is back on track again. Fengyang Ao still delivers things every month. Almost all of them are exquisite furnishings and various foods and specialties. There is no romance, but it is very real.
Qi Yan collected them one by one and put them where they should be.
Another winter, Qi Yan ushered in his first Christmas in the new apartment.
Christmas Day happened to be a Saturday, Qi Yan put on his favorite dark green sweater, with a white collar exposed, like a Christmas tree.
Just after tidying up the room, the doorbell rang through the silent room.
Perhaps this is an opportunity.