Song Beibei finished what she was doing, took a leave of absence, and returned to the country a day early.
It was already evening when she left Xia city airport.
The Sun was setting, and the sky was filled with burning clouds. They were as red as fire, enveloping the entire city in flames.
The towering skyscrapers seemed to be coated with a layer of grayish-red, dark and dazzling.
If someone were to ask, what would it be like to return to her hometown three years later.
The corners of Song Beibei's mouth curled up.
It was like a calm pool of water that was stirred up by the wind.
From the bottom of her heart, it rippled out in circles before finally returning to peace.
Song Beibei carried her luggage and went to the hotel that she had already booked.
The flight that lasted for more than ten hours made Song Beibei a little tired.
After Song Beibei arrived at the hotel, she tidied up a little, took a shower, and lay down on the bed to sleep.
She woke up in the early morning.
There was a twelve-hour time difference between New York and this place.
For a moment, she felt rather uncomfortable.
Unable to sleep, Song Beibei did not force herself.
She got up and poured herself a glass of milk.
Closing her pajamas, she walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass window.
This was the top floor of the hotel. Looking down from here, one could see the entire city at night.
Outside, it was still bustling with lights. The city was bustling with noise and bustle. The flow of cars was like the blood of the city that never stopped flowing.
Song Beibei drank a mouthful of milk.
Suddenly, she smiled. At this moment, it would be more artistic to taste a glass of red wine.
Song Beibei took a photo for he Yucheng and added some words: "No one stands with me at dusk, no one asks if my porridge can be warm, no one accompanies me late at night, no one shares the wine with me. "
As expected, the other side quickly replied: "You Miss Me? "
The corners of Song Beibei's mouth curled up slightly as she sent: "I miss you. "
After about ten seconds, her phone rang.
Song Beibei saw the name and swiped open the screen to pick it up. She heard a gentle voice with a smile: "How did our big reporter turn into a literary youth? "
Song Beibei smiled and said, "it's rare for me to feel sentimental after returning to my homeland. "
The other side seemed to have quieted down for a moment. He Yucheng asked, "you've returned to your country? "
"I haven't had the chance to tell you yet. Tomorrow is Feifei and Zhong Junjie's wedding. "
He Yucheng's voice seemed to have turned heavy. "When do you plan to come back? "
Song Beibei smiled and said, "I'll come back after attending the wedding. "
The other side seemed to have let out a sigh of relief. "I'll pick you up then. "
Song Beibei was a little surprised. "Aren't you going to stay in Japan for a period of time? "
"I'm already done. I'll get on the plane immediately. I originally had a surprise for you, but I didn't expect you to have already returned to China. "
Song Beibei smiled. "Then wait for me to come back. "
"Okay! "
After hanging up the phone, Song Beibei's mood seemed to have brightened up a lot.
She had clearly grown up in her hometown for nearly twenty years, but for a moment, Song Beibei felt extremely lonely.
Those words just now were not pretentious.
Instead, standing in such a tall building and looking at the bright night scenery, it was very easy to be vulnerable and lonely.
Perhaps it was because none of the lights in the thousands of houses were bright for her.
And at this time, the only person she thought of was he Yucheng.
Speaking of He Yucheng, it was really a coincidence.
Back then, he Yucheng went abroad to study after half a semester at a university.
He went to Columbia Business School.
When Song Beibei chose Columbia University, she did not think of him at all.
Later, there was actually a time when the two of them met again in the huge library. At that time, Song Beibei pulled out a book and saw he Yucheng's face through the gap in the bookshelf.
When their eyes met, the two of them were stunned.
Later on, Lu Huanzi would always say, "how dramatic. It reminds me of Romeo and Juliet's first meeting back then. They looked at each other through the fish tank. Ten Thousand Years in one glance. The magnificent love of the century began at this moment. How Romantic. "
Song Beibei just casually smiled and retorted, "It was love at first sight, while Ah Cheng and I met again after a long separation. At most, it was a fellow countryman meeting a fellow countryman with teary eyes. "
Lu Huanzi said that she was boring and spoilt the scene.
All these years, if one were to say that the person Song Beibei was most grateful to...
One was Lu Huanzi, and the other was he Yucheng.
But between them, saying that they were grateful was indeed strange.
The next day, Song Beibei went out to pick a gift for Jiang Feifei.
She searched the entire mall, but could not find a suitable gift.
In the end, she could not avoid buying a Tiffany's diamond bracelet.
Although it was not particularly expensive, it was exquisite and cute.
In the afternoon, Song Beibei went to the barber shop to have her hair styled.
Recently, her hair had grown a little longer, but she was so busy all day that she did not even have time to go for a haircut.
She took the opportunity to cut it short again.
When Song Beibei was in the United States, her hair had always been short.
It was not like the eight o'clock TV series in China, where she had to cut all ties with the past, so she lost three thousand strands of worry.
It was when she first became a reporter, when the people overseas saw her baby face, they all thought that she was an underage student. Even if she wore formal clothes, it was difficult for people to cooperate with her.
Song Beibei cut her hair to make herself look more mature and capable.
At six o'clock in the evening, Song Beibei left for the hotel on time.
Jiang Feifei and Zhong Junjie's wedding banquet was held in the Banquet Hall of the Pearl Hotel.
When she came to this place again, Song Beibei had some faint emotions in her heart.
But she couldn't explain it clearly. In the end, Song Beibei took a deep breath and suppressed the emotions in her heart.
The hall was still golden and Resplendent, no different from when she left three years ago.
Song Beibei even recognized that the lobby manager was actually the same person.
Song Beibei carried the gift, got into the elevator, and went straight to the top floor.
After the elevator opened, Song Beibei saw Jiang Feifei and Zhong Junjie, who were standing at the door to welcome the guests.
At this moment, Song Beibei's mood started to get excited.
Jiang Feifei obviously saw her too.
But she couldn't believe her eyes and was suddenly stunned.
At that time, Zhong Junjie was whispering something in her ear.
When he saw Jiang Feifei's body suddenly stiffen, he was puzzled and followed Jiang Feifei's gaze to the elevator door.
Then, both of them were stunned.
When Song Beibei walked in front of them, Jiang Feifei actually didn't react.
However, Zhong Junjie had long recovered his usual expression.
But his voice was also unspeakably excited. "Beibei, is that you? "
Song Beibei smiled indifferently. "Brother Junjie, congratulations, you're really handsome today. "
Zhong Junjie gave her a hollow hug. "You're finally back, do you know... "
Zhong Junjie suddenly stopped mid-sentence. He let go of Song Beibei and said with a smile, "Beibei, you've become more beautiful. "
She had become more beautiful, but her appearance had not changed at all from three years ago. Her beautiful long black hair had also become short and neat.
However, her temperament was much different from before.
Her appearance, tone of voice, and every move she made had become much more mature. She was no longer as arrogant and unrestrained as before, but she made people feel very comfortable. It was as if she had been handcuffed by a fire and was reborn when she was unearthed It was unforgettable.
Zhong Junjie thought that this girl must have experienced something... ...
Song Beibei smiled indifferently and looked at Jiang Feifei. "Feifei, I'm back. "
Jiang Feifei suddenly burst into tears She took a step forward and hugged Song Beibei tightly. "I didn't think that you would really come. Beibei, is it really you? I'm so happy. If I knew that you would really come to my wedding, I would have gotten married a long time ago. "
Zhong Junjie was speechless.
Song Beibei was also very touched. She patted Jiang Feifei's back and said, "don't cry. It won't look good if your makeup is ruined. "
Jiang Feifei let go of Song Beibei and looked her up and down. She held her hand tightly and asked, "where's Huanzi? "
Song Beibei said, "she has something important to do today, so it's not convenient for her to come over. However, she said that she will come back to China to visit you in a few days. "
Jiang Feifei smiled and said, "it's great that the two of you are still together. It's a pity that I missed three years. "
Song Beibei pulled her back and said, "there are three of us. You have always been in our hearts. "
Jiang Feifei wiped her tears again.
Zhong Junjie said, "the banquet is about to begin. Beibei, I'll send you in first. You can continue later. "
Song Beibei nodded.
It turned out that the wedding banquet had already arranged for her and Lu Huanzi's seats.
Even though they knew that the chances of them coming were very small, Jiang Feifei and Zhong Junjie still reserved the best seats.
Song Beibei's heart was also filled with warmth.
The banquet was divided into two parts. One was the female guest, and the other was the southern guest.
It was separated by a runway covered with rose petals.
Song Beibei sat at the first table of the female guest.
At this moment, the guests had already taken their seats.
Song Beibei's entrance did not attract much attention.
She had been abroad for three years. Over the years, she had disappeared without a trace. Even the shocking gossip of her divorce with Gu Yanqing had long been forgotten.
Moreover, her current image was very different from her past self, so the guests did not pay attention to her.
Occasionally, some guests would notice her, but they were only curious as to who was able to sit in the bride's main guest seat or was brought in by the groom himself.
Song Beibei was arranged to sit down.
The people sitting at this table were all Jiang Feifei's cousins. They were all of similar age, so it wasn't awkward for them to sit down.
Song Beibei had just sat down when she looked up and saw Gu Yanqing.