In the Imperial Capital Railway Station.

Ren Yan lined up with a simple backpack on his back and waited for the ticket check.

Next to him was Wang Shanhai who came to get the trophy.

Originally, Wang Shanhai planned to call an assistant to come and get it, but when he heard Ren Yan was about to return home, he came here in person.

In his words, as Wang Bo’s father, he had to give Teacher Ren a fare.

When Ren Yan heard the other party’s remarks, he rolled his eyes directly.

I am either not coming back or going home for the time being, and where can I send it?

However, Wang Shanhai didn't care at all, and he was so noisy that he had to pull Ren Yan to have a meal.

When the two finished their lunch, Wang Shanhai took Ren Yan directly to the train station.

"No, Teacher Ren, I'm wondering. Isn't it over to just let me drive you back?"

"Your home is in Zhang City, not far from the imperial capital, just a few hours' drive."

Looking at the long ticket checking team, Wang Shanhai frowned impatiently.

"If you had said a few hours earlier, I might have asked you to send me back." Ren Yan curled his lips: "But now I have bought all the tickets, don't you think it's too late?"

"How much money can a ticket cost? And, can't you refund the ticket directly?" Wang Shanhai said in confusion.

He was a little confused. Ren Yan, who was not playing according to routines, was a master who did not follow the rules.

But why are you so careless about such trivial issues?

"No matter how much you have, it's money, there's no need to waste it." Ren Yan replied: "And the most important thing is, trouble."

"I have to go to get the tickets if I refund the tickets. I queued up to the window to wait for processing. I have already gotten on the bus at this time."

Speaking of this, Ren Yan paused:

"And, when traveling, I don't care about the destination, but the scenery along the way."

"I've been going home for at least a dozen times, and it's a scenery. You have only the leisure time. Look at the people around you, who are not playing with your phone, and think about getting home soon." Wang Shanhai pointed his chin and swept his eyes to the people around him.

"After all, people are different." Ren Yan shrugged indifferently.

"If you don't say it, you're just a freak, you can always do some work that others can't do." Wang Shanhai agreed, and then took a photo of Ren Yan:

"Okay, I'm here, let's check the ticket."

"Next time I come to the imperial capital again, call me directly, and I will send a car to pick you up."

"Okay, then you'll be in trouble."

Ren Yan nodded and passed the security check.

Wang Shanhai waved from behind and turned his head to leave the train station.

Looking at the ID card in his hand, Ren Yan felt a little sad for a moment.

Although I am going home now, the so-called "home"...

To be honest, Ren Yan is a little unfamiliar.

Although there are little things about me in my memory in "home", this is just the original owner's memory after all.

I still lack a sense of reality and it is difficult to truly empathize with it.

This is also the fundamental reason why Ren Yan rejected Wang Shanhai.

He wanted to experience that part of his memory through the most common way of traveling, the train.

And at this time, Ren Yan inevitably remembered his original parents.

In his previous life, although Ren Yan's family did not mention wealth, they had the advantage of harmony.

Ren Yan's childhood was quite happy.

However, due to a traffic accident, Ren Yan became an "older" orphan when she was 18 years old.

From then on, it became solo.

As I grow older, I gradually get used to the life of being alone.

This is also the fundamental reason why Ren Yanneng accepted the matter of time travel as soon as possible and could well integrate into a new identity.

Because there is no difference to him in which world he is in.

But now...

The memories of the past have been awakened.

‘I don’t know if the two elders’ tombs will be abandoned…’

Inexplicably, Ren Yan was in a little depressed.

But then, he shook his head hard and completely suppressed this unnecessary lovesickness in his heart.

‘I’m almost adapting to my current life, why do I still want so much to do...’ Ren Yan smiled mockingly.

At the same time, I decided in my heart that at that time of car accident in my previous life, I would like to sing a stick of incense to Dongfang.

It is to give yourself a comfort and a last thought for your original parents.

After adjusting his mood, Ren Yan carried his backpack again and walked into the corridor after the ticket check...

The bag is the specialty of the imperial capital that Ren Yan used to change clothes these days and brought to the original owner's "parents".

Although in memory, the original owner had never done this.

But Ren Yan still felt that bringing something back to the so-called "home" would make him feel more at ease.

In addition, Ren Yan's bag was left with only a power bank and a card bag for installing ID cards and bank cards, and there was no other unnecessary things.

This is also a habit that Ren Yan has developed over the years.

Whenever he travels far away, he will only carry a bag, and things like suitcases are completely out of his mind.

Not only is it complicated but also importantly, it is not very useful and will only cause inconvenience to yourself everywhere.

Some changing clothes, plus ID cards and bank cards, can be said to be the most portable and effective equipment to go out.

As for the bank card, it is the deposits that Mr. Ren Yan has made over the past few days.

In addition to the basic monthly salary of 4,500 yuan, there is also a dividend for the school cafeteria for nearly two months.

Together, Ren Yan now has a total of nearly 150,000 yuan in deposits.

Although it is still not many, for Ren Yan, it is just a normal life, which is enough for him to spend a long time.

As long as you don’t stay in the storm of the stock market, your wealth will be in a good state.

Although it is not as good as the top, it is definitely more than the bottom.

After all, the "new youth" who are currently in consumption ahead of schedule have a per capita debt of several tens of thousands of yuan, and only a few of them can have savings...

‘Sure enough, it’s the most reassuring thing about deposits…’

After thinking about some things and some things, Ren Yan finally found his place.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, walking towards home.

......

At the same time, in a folk house in Century Garden, Zhangshi.

Two middle-aged men in their fifties are fighting fiercely with various ingredients in the kitchen.

"Hey, I said Lao Ren, can you be more irritating? The child is coming back now, and you haven't finished washing the food yet?"

"What's the hurry? Xiao Yan's train will not arrive here at us at 5:30. Conservatively, it will take about 5:40 to get home, which is still in time."

"What's the time? We don't have to get along with each other in advance. Don't we have to make more food for children? Are there anyone who is like you? The child doesn't come back a few times a year."

"Yes, yes...Fuck, you said..."

"Lao Ren" looked at his wife beside him, looking melancholy.

Why haven’t you seen me so much?

......

At 5:40, Ren Yan stood at the door of his "home" with a nervous mood.

After taking several deep breaths, he still knocked on the door.

Soon, the door was opened and a face that was very familiar to his memory appeared in front of him.

"Mom, I'm back."

Ren Yan said with a smile.

"Hey, you're back. Mom is still thinking about waiting for you to not come back, so she's going to call you."

Ren Yan's mother looked at Ren Yan's smiling face and dragged him into the house.

"Hey, I've lost weight~"
To be continued...