Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 627 - 468. This may be, farewell (1st update)

After George’s case was concluded, Shi Nian brought Jieyou and her mother back to China.

Tang Yanqing saw them off at the airport, with numerous reminders, and also told Qi Xiuqi many things over the phone.

Shi Nian smiled helplessly, holding his hand: "Don’t worry about me, I’m not a child. Firstly, although George’s case is settled, there are still many related cases that need you to write closure reports, and you have to give the media and public an explanation; secondly, your status as an officer makes it inconvenient for you to enter China casually. So just be good and wait for us to come back."

Tang Yanqing snorted: "At worst, I’ll resign again."

"There you go again, saying silly things." Shi Nian pressed his hand: "Don’t forget, you’re part of the Tang Family."

After boarding and passing through the gate, Tang Yanqing watched as the three of them left, and he embarrassingly reddened his eyes.

But it was for the best, he also knew that some things should be left for Shi Nian to finalize on her own.

Having entered the gate, Jieyou in Shi Nian’s arms suddenly turned around, stretched her arms towards him, pouted, and reddened her eyes: "Little Swallow, why aren’t you coming?"

Tang Yanqing immediately pushed through the crowd, rushed over, and embraced Jieyou tightly, pressing her to his chest. He buried his face in Jieyou’s shoulder and gently said: "Little Swallow also went, my heart went with Jieyou. If Jieyou misses Little Swallow, just call Little Swallow. No matter what time it is, Little Swallow’s voice will instantly fly to Jieyou’s ear."

Only then did Jieyou break into a smile, opening her hands to touch Tang Yanqing’s cheeks: "Daddy is watching Jieyou from the sky, Little Swallow’s voice accompanies Jieyou at her ear."

Tang Yanqing nodded vigorously: "So Jieyou is the happiest girl."

Jieyou smiled, stretched her arms back into Shi Nian’s embrace, held onto Dabai, and waved goodbye to Tang Yanqing.

The previous scene almost forced out the tears Shi Nian had barely held back. She hid behind her child’s shoulder, wiped her eyes, and then waved goodbye to Tang Yanqing.

This temporary farewell was for a better return.

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Returning to China, Shi Nian transferred flights in the capital, first entrusting her mother to Qi Xiuqi, and then took Jieyou, transferring southward, to Jiangnan Ancient Town Cijiang, where Jieyou had grown up.

When the mother and daughter arrived, it was early winter.

Cijiang was built by the water, layers of white mist rolled in from the water, as if shrouding the ancient town in a layer of light veil.

The ancient town had white walls and black tiles, deep and quiet bluestone roads.

On the sunny side of the stone road, there was still deep green moss.

Shi Nian held Jieyou’s hand and stood under the stone arch at the entrance of the ancient town, looking up at the lintel that had four characters with gentle strokes: ’Nostalgic Return’.

Shi Nian tightened her wool shawl, her heart softly stirred. She squatted down and asked Jieyou: "Do you still remember here?"

Even though Jieyou was only four when she left, she nodded without hesitation: "I remember. Daddy was right under this stone arch, pointing at the words above and taught Jieyou the character ’Nian’. Daddy said, that was Mommy’s name."

"Daddy said, though Mommy wasn’t by Jieyou’s side for now, Mommy’s name is here to accompany Jieyou. Daddy told Jieyou to come here to see Mommy’s name if she missed Mommy."

The fog like a light veil seemed to be blown straight into Shi Nian’s eyes.

She tried to smile, "Daddy was right, as long as the heart holds longing, even if not physically by one’s side for now, it has actually never really been far away."

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Shi Nian led Jieyou into the ancient town, everything they saw was both unfamiliar yet familiar.

Cijiang was built by the water, which was different from Mo Ya Village built in the mountains, both in geographic and climatic conditions. However, the layout, the crisscross arrangement of houses, even the portals, carvings, and greenery in front of and behind the houses were very similar to Mo Ya Village.

Standing among the crisscrossed deep bluestone roads and closing her eyes, Shi Nian understood that when Huangfu Hua had rebuilt Mo Ya Village, it was modeled after Cijiang, transplanting the Jiangnan Ancient Town where he and Jieyou grew up, to Mo Ya Village.

It turned out that the direction of his dream to return still remained in the environment where he grew up.

Following the address Qi Xiuqi had given, Shi Nian took Jieyou to find the street-facing teahouse.

The teahouse’s decor was quaint yet elegant, the ice-cracked pattern windows perfectly complemented the pattern of the floor tiles. Looking through the entrance hall, one could see the back window with a section of white wall outside. A tall banana plant in the front of the white wall, coupled with a pot of mountain stone, perfectly adorned the window that framed the view into a moon gate shape.

Before Shi Nian could confirm, Jieyou clapped her hands: "Mommy, this is my home!"