After Divorce: Why My Aloof Ex Starts Chasing Me?
Chapter 135 Meeting Shen Qingqing

Chapter 135: Chapter 135 Meeting Shen Qingqing

Jiang Zhixun changed cars several times, and the time he arrived in Beijing wasn’t too different from his original schedule.

In the deep night with heavy snow, only the streetlights stood on both sides of the road, emitting a dim yellow glow.

A gust of wind blew through, cold enough to seep into the bones.

The man carrying his luggage walked faster and faster, the snow on the ground unable to halt his steps.

His coat was open, the cold wind howling inside, but he seemed completely unaware.

During the past few days on the road, Jiang Zhixun had calmed down.

It was his fault for not caring enough about Shen Qingqing, which was why he knew nothing about her real situation.

Now, he just wanted to see Shen Qingqing once.

To tell her that even if she’s forgotten, it doesn’t matter. They still have a lifetime to let her get to know him again!

No matter how many times Qingqing forgets him, he will not give up!

Jiang Zhixun walked extremely fast, and eventually, he could no longer contain the waves in his heart and started running.

He needed to see Shen Qingqing.

Right now, immediately!

The procedures for Shen Qingqing to go abroad had been completed, and with the help of experts, everything went smoothly.

Before leaving, she returned to the compound to have a farewell meal with the elders of the Jiang Family.

Shen Qingqing suddenly going abroad with a doctor shocked the Jiang Family.

But international exchanges were rare opportunities, and maybe her illness could really be cured.

Moreover, the expert was found through Father Jiang’s connections, so there were no issues, and the Jiang Family had no reason to prevent Shen Qingqing from going abroad.

The old man gave Shen Qingqing a sum of money.

Exactly ten thousand yuan, asking her to take good care of herself.

Shen Qingqing didn’t want to accept it, but the old man was very insistent.

She stayed at the compound for the entire day, and it was very late before Shen Qingqing was finally sent back to her rented place.

Madam Jiang didn’t know Jiang Zhixun had already returned to Beijing, and when she called the Northwest, she found out he had already left the garrison.

Changing cars several times on the way made it difficult to contact him immediately.

Going abroad was a big deal.

Madam Jiang just hoped heaven would look after her son once, so he could catch a glimpse of Shen Qingqing.

Otherwise, she didn’t know how sad he might be.

Shen Qingqing watched the driver leave before preparing to go upstairs.

The road was somewhat icy, and she feared slipping, so she had to walk very carefully.

Stepping on thicker patches of snow would still make a creaking sound.

As she was walking, a chunk of snow suddenly fell from the tree, and Shen Qingqing instinctively tried to dodge, slipped, and fell into the snowbank by the roadside.

When Jiang Zhixun arrived, this was the scene he saw.

His heart rose high, as if his breath stopped.

"Qingqing!"

He didn’t know if Shen Qingqing had any other symptoms besides memory loss.

His body reacted first, dashing over like a jaguar.

From falling to being picked up, the whole process happened in the blink of an eye, leaving Shen Qingqing somewhat unable to react.

It wasn’t until the man who picked her up took off his coat to wrap it around her that Shen Qingqing’s frozen mind began to function.

She quickly returned the coat draped over her to the man.

"I’m fine, thank you."

Jiang Zhixun stared at Shen Qingqing, his eyes unblinking, afraid to miss any detail of her expression.

Faced with her unfamiliar, distant gaze, something quickly crumbled within him.

His eyes suddenly felt sour.

The moisture in his body surged upward, as if trying to escape through his eyes.

Just one look, and Jiang Zhixun knew Shi Yu hadn’t lied to him.

Qingqing had really forgotten him.

The hand hanging by his side began to tremble, and his teeth chattered as well.

He wanted to speak to Shen Qingqing, but his throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton.

Qingqing, how could you forget him?

The man in front of her had reddened eyes, as if he could cry at any moment.

Shen Qingqing felt inexplicably puzzled.

In her heart, she wondered if it was because he was too cold?

Seeing no response, she pushed the military coat back toward him, "Comrade, thank you for your kindness. You should put it on quickly so you don’t catch a cold."

He didn’t take it, and Shen Qingqing glanced around before finally placing the coat on the stair railing.

Nodding slightly to the man, she was about to head upstairs.

Although this man had helped her, he was still a strong male comrade.

And he used such a direct gaze to look at her.

Though he didn’t look like a bad person, Shen Qingqing still didn’t dare to let her guard down.

After all, the disparity in strength between men and women is really significant.

Afraid of being entangled, she was about to go upstairs without a second thought.

"Miss Shen."

The man’s voice was low, as if suppressing something.

Shen Qingqing had only taken two steps when she stopped again, standing on the stairs, looking down at him.

Her gaze was full of confusion, but she asked, "What is it?"

Jiang Zhixun struggled to control his emotions so he wouldn’t break down in front of Shen Qingqing.

Her unfamiliar gaze was like a knife, slowly carving into his flesh.

Just from one glance, he could barely endure it.

It was at this moment Jiang Zhixun realized that compared to her resistance and coldness, it was the unfamiliarity that hurt the most.

This meant that in Qingqing’s heart, he left no trace.

If he didn’t appear, she might never remember his existence in this lifetime.

Jiang Zhixun felt both anxious and heartbroken.

He didn’t want Qingqing to be ill.

Nor did he want Qingqing to forget him!

His Adam’s apple rolled, and just when Shen Qingqing was about to lose patience, Jiang Zhixun tried his best to tug at the corners of his mouth, forming a friendly smile.

"Miss Shen, hello."

"I’m the new neighbor who just moved in."

"My name is Jiang Zhixun."

Shen Qingqing hadn’t heard of any new neighbors moving in, unsure if this person was trying to deceive her.

As long as he didn’t have any bad intentions, Shen Qingqing didn’t care if what he said was true or false.

Pointing to the coat on the railing, she said, "The weather’s quite cold, don’t forget your coat."

Jiang Zhixun stepped forward, picking up the military coat, and stood on the flat ground looking up at her.

Those eyes were still as beautiful as ever, warm and gentle, devoid of any aggression.

But the wariness in her eyes was something Jiang Zhixun saw all too clearly.

To the point where he couldn’t step forward to hug Shen Qingqing, afraid of scaring her.

His fingers curled and released repeatedly, and Jiang Zhixun managed to restrain the tumultuous feelings surging within him.

Taking out a key from the coat pocket, he shook it slightly, "I live on the third floor. I’ve just returned from the Northwest today; I’m a pilot."

His short hair was neatly combed, and his demeanor resembled the soldiers from the compound.

Just then, a neighbor from the first floor came out to fetch water, and the water room was right next to the staircase, easing much of Shen Qingqing’s wariness.

She curved her lips slightly, a polite arc, "No wonder I haven’t seen you before."

Jiang Zhixun’s eyes reddened even more at the corners.

In his mind, he corrected himself that this was the ninth year they had known each other and the fourth year of their marriage, how could they not have met?

Putting on the coat, he used the motion as an excuse to heavily exhale.

The dense pain around his heart didn’t ease, but the foreign sensation in his chest lightened, and he could finally speak to Shen Qingqing in a normal tone.

Not wanting to scare Shen Qingqing, Jiang Zhixun went upstairs first.

This small gesture eased Shen Qingqing’s mind considerably.

Leaving one’s back to a stranger is somewhat frightening...

Maintaining a distance neither too far nor too close, Shen Qingqing followed suit up the stairs.

He said he lived on the third floor, which she hadn’t thought much about.

She didn’t expect he would open the door to the opposite apartment.

Shen Qingqing quickly sped up, "Comrade, are you sure you’re at the right place?"

"I’m not mistaken."

Jiang Zhixun didn’t want Shen Qingqing to look at him with that unfamiliar, distant gaze any longer.

If this continues, he would surely go mad!

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