When She Stops Being Dramatic novel Chapter 312

Chapter 312: Chapter 119: The Green Tea Female Supporting Character in a Period Novel (6)

However, her eyes drifted to the side, catching a glimpse of the heavy bamboo basket on a low branch near the window, filled with who knows what.

Chi Yun’er was no longer the innocent and carefree eighteen-year-old of the past. She was now a person burdened with an extra twenty years of tragic experiences. After a lifetime of suffering, she had rarely felt any warmth from the world.

She’d already lived one life full of regrets; she couldn’t start this one by becoming responsible for someone’s death, even indirectly.

There were plenty of ways to get her revenge on Jiang Zishi. She didn’t need to destroy her own conscience to do it!

Chi Yun’er asked cautiously, "Brother Hua, if there’s something I want, would you be able to bring it for me?"

Jiang Yihua raised an eyebrow, looking amused. "As long as it’s on my way, sure. But if you ask me to detour halfway across Xiahua, you’ll really be putting me in a tough spot."

Chi Yun’er chuckled and shook her head. "Do you think I’m that unreasonable?"

"You’re not just going out for fun, Brother Hua. You have a mission to complete."

"Since you’re going to Mongolia, you’ll probably take the main road, which passes through the Capital City, right? I’ve been here for over a year, and I’m really craving some snacks from my hometown."

"We don’t get many holidays, and Zishi never goes back to the Capital City, so I’d never dare to go back by myself. My parents are busy with work and can’t find the time either. I haven’t been home in over a year."

"Anything mailed from home takes half a month to get here, and since it’s summer, any food would spoil long before it arrived. So for a lot of snacks, the only way I get to even smell them is in my dreams..."

It was far more than a year. She hadn’t tasted authentic Capital City cuisine in over twenty years.

’Was it really the food she missed?’

’No. She was just homesick. She just wanted to return to that simpler, nostalgic time in her life...’

Seeing her speak so pitifully, the crease between Jiang Yihua’s brows softened. He mulled it over for a moment, then a small smile touched his lips as he agreed, "No problem."

Chi Yun’er pressed her advantage. "Then... Brother Hua, could you wait for a moment?"

"I want to write a letter to my parents. Could you take it to them when you pass through? They can prepare the snacks, and you can bring them back for me on your way home?"

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