The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

Qingjun's man lightly patted Rong Yaoting, who was a little startled.

"Li Wen, you haven't been home for eight years. You must feel this way deeper than me."

The two met on the "Queen Mary" ship, and the man is returning from school. Bai Liwen is 26 years old, born in the scholarly family of Ningzhou, and just received his PhD in "Physics and Mechanics" from Purdue University this year. He went to study abroad at the age of 18, but he hasn't returned home for a long time. But he had to transfer to a train to return to Ningzhou.

Rong Yaoting studied at Harvard, and the two schools were far away, but in this era, people who can study abroad are not from ordinary families, and both of them are from the south of the Yangtze River. It is also fate to meet on a boat. More than a month.

The ship finally docked completely, even if it felt like it was not moving at the time, the people waiting on the deck still felt a little inertial.

The two went to line up to disembark, and through the pier passage, they saw a lot of people who greeted passengers from afar beckoning, until they left the checkpoint, Rong Yaoting heard a familiar call.

"Yao Ting!"

Rong Yaoting looked up and saw that it was his father's figure. He was wearing an English suit. He looked a bit older than he was seven years ago. Although he was not fat, he was more blessed.

"Dad!" Rong Yaoting just wanted to run to hug his father, when he heard a brisk cry, his tone was familiar, but his voice was familiar and unfamiliar.

"Brother~~" A white figure, like a bird, ran towards him happily, but did not hug him, but reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes.