It was already dark when he came out of the amusement park. Since Yi Hui was going back tomorrow, Tang Wenxi still dragged his tired body and went to the Electric City with him.

Yi Hui was also tired. On the way there, he stood on the subway and dozed off while leaning on the railing. When he arrived at the station, he was almost picked up by Tang Wenxi from the crowd, and he almost took the wrong exit when he followed behind.

"You little conscientious," Tang Wenxi picked up his arm and tucked it under his armpit, and dragged him in the right direction, "You have forgotten the road to your hometown after only three years of moving?"

Yi Hui was instantly refreshed and walked forward with round eyes, "I remember going out from here, and I'll be there."

He was really deceived. From the subway station, turn left less than 100 meters to a large electrical appliance city. When they went up to the photography supplies area on the third floor, the two were dazzled by the dazzling array of cameras.

After describing the needs to the clerk and saying that he wanted a camera suitable for star chasing, the clerk recommended the applicable model and also recommended a telephoto lens.

Yi Hui had never used a camera before and felt fresh in his hand, so Tang Wenxi took two steps back and stood under the lamp to let him take a few test shots.

Under the guidance of the clerk, Yi Hui quickly mastered the use skills, and was also praised for his ability to photograph and compose pictures.

"That's not it, our classmate Jiang has won the gold medal in the painting competition, and composition is a piece of cake." Tang Wenxi took the opportunity to blow it up, took the camera and looked at the preview image and was full of praise, and asked Yi Hui to go back and send him a copy. .

Yi Hui leaned in to look at it, and rarely said "no, no" or "no no", but smiled shyly.

Winning an award is always something to be proud of. Dr. Liu also taught him to face his own strengths while overcoming obstacles. In the past, he always put his confidence in others, but now he has finally learned to identify himself.

Staying overnight at Tang Wenxi's house, the next morning, Yi Hui packed up, said goodbye to the Tang family's parents and Tang Wenxi, who was too late to hand in his homework and had to devote himself to painting at home, and set foot on the way to the train station.

I didn't get a special ticket for the return trip, and Yi Hui felt that it would be good to take the train. He could watch the scenery quietly while thinking about many things at a slower pace.

Just after making arrangements for the next ten hours of travel, suddenly received a call from Jiang Yimang.

"Brother, haven't you left yet? Hurry up, change the train ticket!"

Yi Hui was puzzled: "Why do you want to change the signature?"

"Hengheng has an itinerary in the capital today, go and take some pictures for me!"

"Itinerary? Take pictures?"

"Ang, for a cover shoot, I'll send you the address, you wait at the door, there must be a lot of girls there, remember the black commercial car I saw last time? He should go there and wait for him to get in. Take the opportunity to take some pictures for me, just use your phone.”

Yi Hui reacted for a while, before realizing that Jiang Yimang wanted him to help rush to the front.

"I'm almost at the train station, and you can look at other people's photos on the Internet..."

Jiang Yimang hurriedly interrupted him: "No way, this is the last event before Heng Heng joins the group, and I just found out about it. That drama is very long. If I miss this one, I may not see you for several months. When I get to him, I will definitely regret it, if it wasn't for the time, I would buy a ticket and fly there now!"

Yi Hui was stunned for a second. In his impression, Zhou Jinheng rarely received TV dramas with a large number of episodes. He felt that it was annoying to stay in the crew for a long time. He was still on the rise, and it was impossible for him to have no other dramas to pick up. How could he...

But now is not the time to think about it, Yi Hui stopped his excessively divergent thinking, and said to the phone, "Mom will not let you come if she knows."

"Oh, why are you doing this?" Jiang Yimang complained, "Brother, I'm calling you brother, so why don't you help me with this?"

Yi Hui only hesitated for a moment: "No."

Jiang Yimang is used to Yi Hui's soft-tempered and easy-going talk these days, he probably didn't expect to be rejected, so he struggled in disbelief: "Just delay for a while, at most two hours, it's very convenient to change the ticket, if you think it's troublesome I'll do it for you,"

Thinking of seeing that person unprepared when he came to the capital last time, and of the unexpected encounter at the airport two days ago, Yi Hui took a deep breath, the thrilling tension and the faint pain in his chest seemed to still be there.

I can't see him again, have to stay as far away as possible.

After listening to Jiang Yimang's words, Yi Hui did not waver any longer, and said decisively, "No, I'm going back."

Yi Hui is actually very bad at rejecting others.

He also went to school for a period of time before. At first, to show his kindness to his classmates, he would bring a lot of small snacks to the school to distribute to the classmates. One day he got up late and forgot to bring them, and the classmates were very unhappy. No one said a word to him.

Later, his mother hired a tutor for him. He studied at home for a few years and studied painting for a few years. Later, his brother appeared and suggested that he should go back to the society and communicate with others. He went back to school again and reported A painting class.

Although some students in the painting class are not very easy to get along with, there are always people giggling when he speaks, but he still likes places where there are people. Occasionally, there are classmates who don't have all the painting tools to borrow from him, and he is happy to help.

This made Yi Hui feel that he was no different from others, that he was needed, not superfluous.

After being with that person, this desire to be recognized has almost reached its peak, so Yi Hui never refuses any request from that person, hoping that in his eyes he is no different from a normal person, and that he can also be like what he likes. He likes himself so much, or he doesn't need to like him so much, half, one third, or even one tenth.

But in the end, it failed. The little "like" he thought was all misinterpretation, and it was all a perfunctory disguise made by that person as a last resort.

Thinking of this, Yi Hui can't help but start to worry when he is lost. The more he thinks about it, the more he feels that his rejection on the phone is too blunt. Jiang Yimang is still young, and the little girl who is chasing stars can't bear such a blow. There are obviously many euphemisms. It can make her less sad, but he is too stupid to choose the most rude and direct one.

If it wasn't related to that person, he wouldn't be in such a hurry to avoid it.

He was restless all the way, and when he got off the train at the station, Yi Hui was still a little nervous, for fear that he would knock on the door when he went home and no one would open it for him.

Until he saw the mother and daughter waving at him under the street lights at the exit.

Jiang Xuemei stepped forward quickly and hugged him in the autumn night: "It's back, mother misses you."

Jiang Yimang, who was beside him, rolled his eyes fiercely: "It's only three days, and those who don't know think he hasn't come back for three years."

The three got into the van. Yi Hui handed the camera he was holding in his arms to Jiang Yimang. Jiang Yimang took a closer look and raised his finger to the tip of his nose: "For me?"

Yi Hui nodded: "Yes."

Jiang Yimang immediately took it, opened the box, took out the camera inside and looked at it again and again. He held it up and pointed the lens out of the window, and then he put the lens cap back on because he was afraid that it might get dirty.

After playing for a while, after Jiang Xuemei's reminder, I remembered that I hadn't thanked me yet. Jiang Yimang couldn't hold back the smile on his face, so he awkwardly said to Yi Hui, "Thank you... bro."

Hearing her call her "brother", she knew that she was not angry anymore. Yi Hui breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You're welcome, I agreed to give you the bonus."

Jiang Yimang pursed his lips and mumbled: "I ask you for help seriously, but if you don't agree, just say it casually, and you will remember it in your heart."

Yi Hui was amused by her: "The lack of discernment is my fault."

"That's not true..." Jiang Yimang said in a sullen voice, "I thought about it later, it doesn't make sense to ask you to help me shoot, I still have to save money myself, and see it with my own eyes."

Jiang Xuemei, who was driving in the front row, didn't hear clearly and turned her head: "Where do you save your money?"

Jiang Yimang hurriedly denied: "I don't want to go anywhere, I said I want to save money to change the car for our family."

While talking, he gave Yi Hui a look, Yi Hui received it, and cooperated without dismantling it.

Jiang Xuemei was very pleased with her daughter's understanding, which led to a family education class. She was still chattering at the door of the house, saying that the brothers and sisters would not have to worry about changing cars at the end of the year, so that they should not spend their pocket money indiscriminately. Flowers on the blade.

Yi Hui, who had just cut the price of the camera in half and reported it, wiped his cold sweat secretly, thinking that fortunately he had listened to Tang Wenxi's advice, otherwise he wouldn't know what to say.

As soon as he entered the room and put down his things, Yi Hui was called downstairs by Jiang Xuemei: "Come here, let's see where this photo is suitable to hang."

The family portrait took at the door last time participated in the competition was printed. It is 12 inches and has an exaggerated wooden frame. No matter where it is placed, it has a full sense of presence and is quite eye-catching.

Jiang Yimang couldn't help but start rolling his eyes again: "It's so big hanging on the wall, and Aunt Qiu is going to see it when she visits. It's a joke."

Having said that, he and Yi Hui held it to the side and held it high on the wall to find a suitable position.

In the end, the wall of the dining room facing the window was chosen. Yi Hui, the only male in the family, did his part to do the hard work.

Climbing up on the stool, knocking the nails into the wall, and turning his head to see the two ladies with their arms outstretched to protect him, Yi Hui immediately felt a little embarrassed: "This height is fine, don't help me."

After hanging up the photo, they still got down with the support of the two of them. The blushing Yi Hui was about to run away when Jiang Xuemei grabbed it and carried it into her arms.

With her left arm around her daughter and her right arm around her son, she faced the family portrait that had just been hung on the wall, and suddenly sighed, "That's great."

Jiang Yimang laughed: "The three of us in this photo are really stupid. God, the more we look at it, the more stupid we are. Let's take it off!"

Yi Hui also laughed, not because the photo was silly, but because he felt happiness for the first time since his rebirth.

In the past, he lived in a big house, and he didn't worry about food and clothing. He didn't know the hardships of life, and he didn't have to taste the warmth and warmth of human beings. A delicious meal and a cute toy could make him happy all day long. There are still times of dissatisfaction.

Since he realized that he is different from others, there is no day when he does not want to become smart and be a normal person. Because he is clumsy and unlikable, he secretly cried many times, complained about the injustice of God, and even gave up at the last moment of his life, feeling that he should not have been born in this world.

But now, he is extremely fortunate that he can continue to live in this world that makes him nostalgic, to complete those unfinished regrets.

If there is a chance to stay, who would be willing to leave?

Looking at the grinning self and the people beside him in the photo, Yi Hui raised the corners of his mouth and narrowed his eyes, imitating Jiang Xuemei and sighing, "That's great."

"Brother, why are you... don't you think it's silly to hang photos here?"

Amid Jiang Yimang's maddening accusation, Yi Hui solemnly recited thank you several times in his heart, thanks to those who have treated him better in the past and now, thanks to fate's arrangement, and thanks to God for giving him a chance to do it again .

The author has something to say: Although Zhou Jinheng, who did not appear in this chapter, will be angry with his presence in the next chapter: Then I also thank God, by the way, I would like to thank you all here, and I hope for more support in the future of chasing a wife.