Chapter 212
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Wang Mo chuckled. "Don't worry, I'll definitely call you."
Since the three of them were traveling together, Director Li wasn't too worried. However, he still called Teacher Zhu from the provincial high school, who was responsible for bringing the three of them to school. He told him what time the students would be arriving at the provincial high school and personally escorted them to the departure lounge before leaving.
"After I get off the plane, I'll go directly to the train station to see if there are any train tickets back to the city tonight." As soon as they boarded the plane, Ye Chien told Gao Yiyang her plan. "I can go back alone, and I want to go back earlier."
She hadn't trained in a long time, so she was very anxious to go back!
Gao Yiyang glanced at her and frowned slightly. He pursed his lips and said, "There are tickets. Let's go back together." He didn't hear her mention that if she hadn't been able to get the tickets, she would have gone back alone.
"That's fine too." Ye Chien nodded slightly. Although there was no misunderstanding like before, she wasn't very interested in closing the distance between them. It was enough to maintain a casual friendship.
Although she wasn't as cold to him as before, she didn't want to be friends either. Gao Yiyang, who realized this, felt a little bitter. He didn't say anything more and closed his eyes to pretend to rest.
After Wang Mo and Ye Chien chatted for a while, Wang Mo also yawned and closed his eyes to sleep.
Only Ye Chien, although she also closed her eyes, her mind was clear. She didn't feel sleepy at all when she thought about how she would soon be able to immerse herself in the intense training.
As she wished, when they arrived at the provincial capital at 5: 30 PM, Gao Yiyang immediately called to book the train tickets for 7: 45 PM. The two of them didn't even meet Mr. Zhu and rushed to the train station without stopping.
From Australia to Beijing, then to the province, the city, the town, and the village... Ye Chien spent a total of two and a half days on the road!
At noon, the sun was so hot that even the cicadas were resting. The entire village was extremely quiet. Even the dogs were lying under the shade of the trees, panting heavily.
When Ye Chien walked into the peach forest with her luggage, Xia Jinyuan stood at the hotel where he and Ye Chien had agreed to meet.
"No one contacted you? Are you sure? " Xia Jinyuan frowned and looked at Han Zheng in disbelief. He pressed his lips together and asked, "Are you sure no one called you when you were at the nightclub?"
Han Zheng was on the verge of tears. He patted his chest and swore, "Absolutely not! They were watching him twenty-four hours a day! That little girl of yours definitely didn't contact me, I guarantee it! "
What was this? Could it be that his brother's words were false?
The aggrieved Han Zheng pretended to cry and said sadly, "Why would I lie to you? Let me tell you, that little girl is not interested in you at all. The great Young Master Xia also has a time when he is despised by others. My heart is really … really f * cking happy!"
Amidst his childhood friend's gloating laughter, Xia Jinyuan's face gradually tensed up. The little girl didn't come, so the next time they met... would be difficult. It might be a few months, or... a few years.
Xia Jinyuan was originally supposed to join the team at the end of the year. Now, because of Operation Pebble, the transfer order was sent to his original unit the day before yesterday and he would be transferred to the new unit the next day. Each unit was responsible for special missions, such as war zone operations, overseas pursuits, foreign assassinations, intelligence spying, and so on, which were classified as Red Level 1 "Snowfield Brigade".
Since she didn't come, Xia Jinyuan could only leave Beijing with regret and go to the Snowfield Brigade.
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