The night Jiang Kuan came to find him, he had already figured out that Jiang Kuan did not give him a way out.

If he insists on disobeying, Jiang Kuan will personally send him to prison and even implicate the people around him.

If he obeys, he can use retreat to advance, set up a situation, and invite you to enter the urn.

That's not a multiple-choice question, that's a required question.

Josnian took another sip of tea.

People in the teahouse came and went, one after another, but Josnian remained sitting in his original position and did not move.

The last time I sat in a teahouse and drank tea, the next time may be twenty years later.

In twenty years, a little girl can grow into a grown-up girl. That's a lot of changes, half a lifetime.

I drank a pot of tea and hit the bottom.

Josnian didn't ask for it anymore, but sat silently, with a calm look on his face.

Fragments of sunlight fall on the table, and outside the transparent glass window is the bustling street scene and the bleak autumn. After autumn, it is the middle of winter.

a long time.

Josnian finally stood up, took the documents and car keys on the table, and drove to the police station.

This road was the longest road he had ever walked. The drive was not very far, but he drove very slowly.

There are not many footprints of his on the streets of New York, and this lively city will eventually be left behind by him.

Twenty years later, everything was turned upside down.

He was extremely calm along the way, his heart beating evenly in his chest without any ripples, and his eyes were as quiet as lake water, without wrinkles.

The sun shines on the car glass, and the broken rays of light are refracted by the glass to create colorful rays of light, like dreams, illusions, and bubbles.

He threw the thick stack of documents on the passenger seat.

He has disposed of all his family property in New York and deposited the money in the bank, and the bank will dispose of the money according to his wishes.

He had no worries and everything was taken care of.

Thinking of this, Josnian's eyelashes fluttered, and his calm eyes looked straight ahead, feeling very peaceful.

People were coming and going on the streets, and the streets were full of vehicles. The electronic screens were changing different images in the sunlight, and advertisements were playing one after another in turn.

New York City is as prosperous as ever.

…

At the end of autumn, the red maples are falling, and amid the cold wave warning in the weather forecast, early winter is approaching.

The white frost is very thick at night. Every morning, when I open the window, I will see white frost flowers all over my eyes, as if it has snowed.

The temperature has dropped sharply, and a windbreaker can no longer keep out the cold, so you must put on a thick sweater or woolen coat.

Especially in the morning, you have to wrap yourself in a scarf to resist the sudden cold wave.

In winter, we meet unexpectedly.

There is no longer much color between heaven and earth. After the red maples have withered and the autumn chrysanthemums have withered, there are only bare tree trunks and dull stones, depressed and lonely.

This is especially true in the mountains.

When the wind blows, the coldness penetrates into the bones and cannot be dispelled.

The birds on the mountain seem to have begun to hibernate, and there are very few traces of flying birds anymore. There are only endless mountains stretching out without end.

Ye Jiaqi was sitting at the window writing his diary——

"This is my first winter in Qingshan Village. Unknowingly, I have been here for several months. I took photos of the children a few days ago and anonymously requested assistance from the society online. Today I received a lot of clothes and food.
Chapter completed!