The morning sun was shining brightly, and the food stalls on the street had already been set up. Qi Yan came to his favorite breakfast shop and ordered side dishes and porridge, plus a snow-white and soft steamed bun. This was his breakfast.
After returning to a peaceful life, Qi Yan has to work hard for himself.
Ning Jin and Wen Ruo lived happily together and often brought their children to see her, hoping to help Qi Yan somewhere. But Qi Yan doesn't need it. Even after being imprisoned by Feng Yangao for so long, he is still full of hope for the outside world.
What about the top students from University A? Qi Yan wouldn't care even if he was a waiter.
Life is all about finding a job that supports oneself, and then living a relaxed life.
After leaving the alley, Qi Yan got on the bus and prepared to go to work. The place where he works is an editorial department, where he does typesetting and design, which is not a very important job. There is graphic design and literary editing at the top. His typesetting work is the simplest.
Therefore, he doesn't earn much. After paying the rent, only 60% of his monthly salary is left.
Excluding living expenses, 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 would often send him something, although he never showed up every time.
"He gives you something every month?" Ning Jin poured a cup of tea for Qi Yan: "Don't forgive him."
Qi Yan drank tea and said quietly: "How should I put it? I don't know what the situation is now."
"Feng Yangao is selfish. If it weren't for his selfishness, how could you-" Ning Jin finished speaking and sighed deeply, replacing what he wanted to say.
"Don't mention it anymore." Qi Yan wanted to say that he had forgiven Feng Yangao, but he just couldn't face it.
"Wen Ruo went to buy groceries and pick up the children. Let's eat here tonight." Ning Jin invited, "We haven't had dinner together for a long time."
Qi Yan smiled and said, "No, I have something else to do tonight."
"What's the matter? Why don't you eat?" Ning Jin tried to keep him.
"Yeah, you can't eat." Qi Yan followed his words, and Ning Jin raised her eyebrows, looking understanding.
"That's how you are. You don't want to trouble others. But we are a family now."
"Ning Jin, this is different." Qi Yan stood up and said goodbye: "I really have something to do. Let's have dinner together next time."
Ning Jin didn't do much to persuade him to stay, so she had to send him out of the house.
Qi Yan's days off were often spent hiking and traveling. He had visited almost all the city's attractions in one day. There are a few places he particularly likes, and he goes there every week. Using the camera he saved up to buy, he takes pictures of nature. The beautiful and fresh pictures are developed and hung in his small rental house.
I have never felt that my life was boring. Qi Yan felt that this was a different kind of fun.
But my heart is still empty, I don't know which piece is missing, or which part of my memory is missing.
Qi Yan is not a person who likes to escape, but regarding Feng Yangao, he chose to escape.
Feng Yangao also knew something, so he refused to show up and kept protecting Qi Yan in his own way.
A year passed in a flash, and winter turned to spring. The cotton-white snow turned into a puddle of clear water under the urging of the clouds, and the increasingly hot air evaporated them. Spring is here.
"Qi Yan, I'm sorry, my relatives came here from out of town to join us and we have no place to live." The landlord said apologetically: "I may not be able to rent my house to you any longer. I'm sorry."
The house was originally rented on a monthly basis and there was no time limit for the contract. If the landlord refused to rent, Qi Yan could not say anything.
"It's okay, I'll look for a house again."
"Hey, you can stay here for a few more days until you find a new house."
The landlord is also quite humane, and I don’t know where she plans to arrange for her relatives to go these days.
Qi Yan started looking for a new house. After sorting and packing his things, he packed only a suitcase and a large box. None of the furniture belonged to him. Qi Yan's move couldn't be easier.
After searching for a long time but not finding any suitable house, Qi Yan left his phone number and requirements at the rental office, searching and waiting.
After a few days with no results, Qi Yan sighed in disappointment. The date given by the landlord had expired, and Qi Yan had no choice but to ask Ning Jin for help when he received a call from the rental agency.
A high-end apartment not far from the editorial office where Qi Yan worked was ready to be rented. I asked Qi Yan if he was willing to rent it.
Qi Yan paused and told the leasing agency truthfully about his salary situation, but the leasing agency said it was no problem.
"The owner of that apartment seemed to be a boss who was away all year round. He didn't go home and thought it would be empty, so he rented it out at a low price and had someone to clean the room and so on... But he didn't care about the water and electricity bills. "
Qi Yan was overjoyed. He originally paid for the water and electricity bills himself, but now he could rent a better house at the original price, so why not do it.
Qi Yan quickly signed a contract with the leasing agency, but the landlord never came forward, leaving the leasing agency to act as the sole agent.
It is a small high-end apartment with one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. It is fully furnished and decorated in a modern style, which is exactly the same as Qi Yan's preferences.
Qi Yan found several photo frames and photos in the house. They were all men and women in their forties, looking like a couple.
This is probably the homeowner. Qi Yan thought for a while, put the photo in the frame, then wiped the frame clean and put it in the cabinet.
Anyway, I have to thank them.
To be honest, when Qi Yan knew that this high-end apartment was for rent, he thought that Feng Yangao was helping him behind the scenes. But now, he gave up his idea.
Whether this favor was real or fake, he didn't want to owe it to Feng Yangao.
I can still remember Feng Yangao standing on the street and saying to him, can I pursue you again
Qi Yan agreed at the time, but later, he wanted to escape.
The trauma one person inflicts on another person can be healed, but not immediately.
Life is back on track again, and Feng Yangao still sends things every month, almost all of which are exquisite furnishings and various delicacies and specialties. They are not romantic, but extremely practical.
Qi Yan collected them one by one and placed them where they should be.
Another winter, Qi Yan ushered in his first Christmas in his new apartment.
Christmas day happened to be a Saturday, and Qi Yan put on his favorite dark green sweater with an exposed white collar, like a Christmas tree.
Just after tidying up the house, the doorbell rang suddenly in the silent house.
Maybe, this is an opportunity.