Kiyokawa Danso

Chapter 76

In January, Lan Qingchuan received a postcard from Han Luochen and a small package.It read, in scrawled French, "Everything is going well." Inside the package were a few dried lavender flowers, carefully packed in a sachet.

A week later, he received another copy. He changed the place this time, and sent a letter along with it, "I am in Hallstatt, and every household here grows flowers. I am amazed that they are not allergic to pollen." Inside the envelope was a string of tiny bells.

Every other week, he would send a letter on time, this time, "I am in Manarola, Italy. This town is on the sea and mountains, and the houses are colorful." He seemed to like it there and sent a photo.There are only scenery in the photo, without him.

He traveled to many places, carrying his luggage without a destination, and he left souvenirs wherever he went.Half a month after this, Lan Qingchuan suddenly had no letters from him.She carefully looked at the things he sent, and hesitated to ask Luo Jie for his number, but when she called, no one answered.

She gradually began to worry.

At the end of the month, he finally got the news, "I am in the Aegean Sea, and a couple sitting next to me is eating a kind of yogurt that tastes bad." A piece of letter paper is attached to the back of the letter, and a crying face made of shells is glued on it , "I lost my luggage and have to stay here for half a month."

With his relaxed tone, Lan Qingchuan felt relieved, folded the letter paper and put it away.

She didn't know what was going on with him, the Spring Festival was being celebrated here.Today is New Year's Eve, Lan Qingchuan opened the floor-to-ceiling windows and stood on the balcony watching the fireworks in the distance.There are festive Spring Festival couplets pasted on the windows, all of which were hung up with the help of a servant a few days ago.Her leg injury has not yet healed. Although she can walk, her movements are limited.Such a lively festival, but her villa was quiet, the housekeeper and the remaining servants were making dumplings in the kitchen.

Fang Yuzhong came over at midnight, and the father and daughter sat opposite each other on the long table, eating dumplings in silence.

"Mrs. Ling invited you to her house for the holiday, why not?" Fang Yuzhong has the same taste as her, eating dumplings without any sauce.He took a sip, his tone cold.

"I'm afraid of disturbing them." No matter how close they are, they are still outsiders.Such a huge family like theirs, if she really passed, who is she?

"I'll come to City C with me tomorrow to wish your grandparents a new year." He added, "If you're too boring alone, just stay there for two days and come back."

She nodded without objection.

The grandparents’ house is big and warm, and the house is as warm as spring. The old man sits on the sofa and watches the Spring Festival Gala.Fang Yuzhong went to rest early, and they didn't care, they took her to chat about homework.She ate rice cakes and called her grandfather again.It was still afternoon in France, and my grandfather was still in the study at this time, and she heard the sound of him flipping through the newspaper.

She took the cup to the water purifier to pour hot water, holding the warm cup, she said in a low voice, "Grandpa, I miss you."

There was a long sigh.

Fang Yuzhong flew back to City S the next day, and she lived here alone for another two days, until Fang Yuzhong sent an assistant to pick her up.Her grandmother was very reluctant for her to leave, and felt sorry for her foot injury. Before leaving, she gave some instructions to let her take a good rest and pay more attention.She nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)