Five years later.
Su Yi came back from England. As soon as she got off the plane, she was hugged by a tall man. "You've been gone for five years. Su Yi, are you willing to come back?"
"Hey, hey, hey... Brother, let me go first. I can't breathe." The man who came was her childhood friend, Song Yanan, a male, 186 cm tall, with a handsome appearance. They also had an ironclad and pure friendship, mind you, without any impurities.
"Brother, you are so happy. It's rare to see you back. How are you doing? Are you used to it over there? Are you adapting well?"
"I'm used to it. Why not?" Su Yi smiled slightly, with a clear look in her eyes. "If grandpa hadn't been sick and hospitalized, I wouldn't want to come back. I don't know how comfortable it is to stay there."
"You are so cold and indifferent. You have been gone for five years and never came back once. Don't you miss us, your friends?"
"Air tickets are expensive, 20,000 to 30,000 yuan per ticket, and a round trip will cost me 50,000 to 60,000 yuan. I can't bear to spend that."
"Come on, don't you? You're such a little jerk, and you're trying to save money for your family?"
"Little brother, you don't know, our family's financial situation has not been very good in recent years. It is not easy to support me to study in the UK. The living expenses alone are more than ten thousand a month. How can I have the nerve to spend extra money from my parents?" During the past few years abroad, what Su Yi realized most deeply was not to waste his parents' hard-earned money. In the past few years, the family's mooncake business was very good, so of course it didn't matter, but in the past two years, the sales of mooncakes have been getting worse and worse, and their family's business is almost retreating to the edge of the mooncake circle.
Yes, with the increasing popularity of Western-style pastries, Chinese-style bakeries have gradually become less popular and are almost being eliminated.
“Is this true or false? Your family’s financial situation…” Song Yanan tactfully didn’t finish his words.
"Really." Su Yi handed the luggage to Song Yan'an and followed him out of the terminal. "Otherwise, how could I be so miserable? I haven't worn any branded items in all these years abroad?"
Song Yanan smiled and said, "If you like it, I'll give you two."
"Well, I don't look like a prince when I wear a dragon robe. You don't have to give it to me. I just like to wear street goods now. I can change them when I want and throw them away when I want. I am willful."
"You are so willful. You just left without telling anyone. If you hadn't registered at the university, I would have called your home to ask, and I wouldn't have known that you went to study in London." Song Yanan put his arm around her shoulders carelessly, but was suddenly stunned. He held Su Yi's shoulders again, and his heart ached instantly. He muttered, "Look how thin you have become, and you said that life abroad is very comfortable. I think you have lost at least 20 pounds compared to before you went abroad. If I had known this, I would have gone to study abroad with you and cooked for you."
Su Yi chuckled, her eyes sparkling, "You know shit, I'm dieting on purpose, do you understand what it means to be slim and beautiful? Also, how could I be that fat before? I was only 20 kilograms? How can it be so exaggerated?"
"I don't understand, nor do I want to understand your morbid slimming theory. Besides, you did have a rosy complexion before, which I think is good. As a human being, you should be healthy, otherwise everything is empty..."
"Brother, I just got back. Please don't preach to me. My ears are almost callused, okay?" As she said this, she blinked at him cutely.
Song Yanan shook his head helplessly, "Okay, okay, I won't say anything if you don't want to hear it. Let's go eat. As soon as I heard you were back, I prepared everything for you. A welcoming banquet, eating and singing, everything."
"No, brother. I just got off the plane and I'm still jet lagged. I feel dizzy."
"Is this true?" Song Yan'an looked down at her, obviously unconvinced.
"Really? It's late at night in London now. I'm so sleepy. Brother, I'm going to take a nap in the car. Find me a hotel. I'll go to the hospital to see grandpa after I've rested."
"Why go to a hotel? Just go to my house."
"Men and women should not touch each other, brother."
"You call me brother, can I be so cruel as to attack my own sister? Don't worry, I know you have no place to live since you just came back, so I have prepared it for you. The house is in Haizhimen, I don't live there often, but I put it there for you because it is close to your grandfather's hospital, so that it will be more convenient for you to go to the hospital." Song Yan'an talked incessantly, and seeing Su Yi's surprised and grateful eyes, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "Little guy, are you very touched now?"
"Yes." Su Yi pretended to say, "I was so moved that I almost cried."
The smile in Song Yan'an's eyes became even more intense. "It's enough to be touched. Let's go. I'll take you there first. When you have rested well and have seen grandpa, it won't be too late to welcome you back."
"You are worthy of being my younger brother. It is worth it to know you in this life." This is Su Yi's sincere words. It is really worth it to know such a loyal and good friend like Song Yan'an.
On the way back to the city, Su Yi was drowsy the whole time. She couldn't hear clearly what Song Yanan was saying to her. She leaned her head against the closed car window and slept soundly.
Two hours passed quickly and the car drove steadily into the parking garage of Haizhimen.
The houses in this area are the most expensive in the city, with the price reaching a sky-high 260,000 yuan per square meter, which means that a house of 100 square meters would cost 26 million yuan. However, there are no houses in this area that are 100 square meters. They are all high-end duplex apartments with a starting price of 1,000 square meters, which means that each house would cost at least 200 million yuan.
Song Yan'an unbuckled his seat belt. Su Yi was still asleep. He shook his head helplessly and patted Su Yi's cheek. "Hey, Su Yi, we're here. Wake up."
Su Yi's pretty head nodded unconsciously and continued to sleep.
Song Yanan: “…”
In the end, he could only drag her up, holding her luggage in one hand and with the other hand, holding her arm across his shoulder like he was supporting a drunk man, and carrying her to the top-floor apartment.
In a daze, Su Yi heard the door open, then close, and then she was put on a soft big bed.
Song Yanan frowned and looked at her. Just as he was considering whether to change her into a comfortable pajamas, he received a call. He walked out the door, faced the French window and started talking on the phone. After a while, he returned to the room and said to Su Yi, who was curled up in the quilt, "Su Yi, I have something to do and I have to go back to the company. You sleep here by yourself. When you wake up and feel hungry, you can go online to order food. I have written the wifi password and the door password on a piece of paper. You can check it yourself when you wake up."
Su Yi slept soundly.
Song Yan'an shook his head, turned and left.
I don’t know how long I slept. The sky gradually darkened and it turned into late night.
Su Yi's eyelashes moved, her fingers moved, and she suddenly turned over, and fell to the carpet with a "bang" along with the quilt.
(End of this chapter)