Memories｜Chapter 1287: Returning to Her Home

It was already noon the next day when He Xiyan returned to her hometown of Liuyang. The weather today was very bad, with light snow falling and ice on the ground.

She dragged the box and walked cautiously in the community. The road was slippery, her shoes seemed to be soaked in water, and her feet were so cold that she felt like she was about to lose consciousness.

She gritted her teeth and walked forward slowly, occasionally patting the snowflakes falling on her clothes with her hands.

After walking for almost 10 minutes, she finally arrived downstairs on the third floor, where her home was located in Unit 1302 of Building 1.

He Xiyan walked into the unit door and then came to the elevator door. At this moment, a woman's hand patted her shoulder.

"Aunt Li..." He Xiyan looked back and found that it was the aunt from the canteen downstairs.

Aunt Li was smiling all over her face, and there were some small tear moles in the corners of her eyes.

She looked at He Xiyan and asked with a smile: "Yanyan, it's winter vacation."

He Xiyan smiled, revealing two shallow dimples on her cheeks. Although she was not very beautiful, she was delicate and aura.

"Yes, Aunt Li. We are on vacation." He Xiyan didn't know many people in this community. Aunt Li was the person she was most familiar with in this community, because Aunt Li was her mother's friend.

"Yes, Auntie..." He Xiyan suddenly remembered something, and quickly took out a small wallet from the small tree bag she was carrying, and then took out 8 hundred-dollar bills.

Aunt Li was stunned for a moment, "Yanyan, what are you..."

He Xiyan handed the money to Aunt Li. Said apologetically:

"This is returned to you. I'm sorry, Auntie, I really haven't had much money on hand in the past two years, so it took me so long to return it to you."

He Xiyan smiled awkwardly. Although Aunt Li never urged her to pay you back, she felt embarrassed every time she met her.

Aunt Li pursed her lips and smiled, "Oh, you kid, Auntie didn't urge you to pay back, so what do you want to pay back?"

He Xiyan directly put the money into Aunt Li's hand.

It is natural to pay back debts, and besides, she is already an adult.

He Xiyan took the elevator to the 13th floor and opened the door to her home.

The last time she came back was during the Qingming Festival, and it has been 9 months now.

The home is still the same as before, with outdated furniture and old electrical appliances, deserted and deserted. The coffee table and dining table in the living room are covered with dust.

He Xiyan had to spend two hours cleaning every time she came home, and it was the same today.

After cleaning up, she made a bowl of instant noodles and ate them while warming the fire.

There was no heating or air conditioning at home, and she was shivering from the cold. The firebox was the only way to keep warm.

She sat on the sofa with her feet on the stove and her hands on the stove quilt to keep warm.

This fire box was bought when my father was still alive, and it has been 7 years ago. She still remembers that at the end of each year, their family would sit together and warm up by the fire. Her father would prepare a deck of playing cards and they would play Landlord together.

He Xiyan stroked her chest. Whenever she thought of these past events, her heart seemed to stop beating, and she felt indescribably uncomfortable.

She turned her head and looked at a painting she had painted on the wall. It showed a family of three eating. The parents in the painting were all smiles, and she looked particularly happy in the painting.

But now, there can no longer be laughter in this home.