Free Web NovelChapter 948: Chapter 975: Mia Ginger Returns (1)
August 3rd, Tuesday.
Mid-summer, noon.
The sun was bright, the weather was clear, and Mia Ginger looked up at the sky, not a single cloud in sight.
The August in Cloud Capital was even hotter than she had imagined.
"Miss, are you going or not?"
A taxi stopped beside her, and the middle-aged driver looked out from the half-open window, asking loudly.
Mia Ginger smiled, "Could you please open the trunk?"
"Sure thing." The driver responded cheerfully. Mia Ginger dragged her suitcase to the back of the car, lifted it in, closed the trunk, walked around to the car door, took off her backpack, opened the door, and got in.
The driver glanced over and asked heartily, "Where to?"
"Uh, Fourth Hospital." Mia Ginger pressed her lips together, thinking for a moment, her eyes smiling.
The driver pulled the car onto the main road, looking at her bright and clear face through the rearview mirror, couldn’t help but smile and asked, "Why rush to the hospital right after getting off the plane? Family there?"
"Yeah, wanted to give him a surprise."
"So filial." The driver genuinely sighed.
Mia Ginger: "..."
Coming back to her senses, she thought the driver must have assumed she had a doctor father and just let it be.
She had agreed with Koa Jackson and Aurora Cooper to return home two days later, originally planning to wait for Camden River and return together, but tomorrow was the Qixi Festival, and after much thought, she decided to come back early to give Koa Jackson a surprise.
As a result—
Except for the suitcase and backpack, everything else was left with Bob Ginger, who was quite annoyed.
Annoyed or not, it’s not like I’m losing anything.
Mia Ginger thought casually, the smile at the corners of her eyes and brows couldn’t be stopped, she lowered her head and took out her phone, staring blankly at the picture on the screen.
The photo was taken by her two years ago, a snapshot of Koa Jackson in bed.
At first, she used a picture of Koa Jackson taken in a lavender field, but as she was about to leave, she secretly took many photos of him, standing, sitting, leaning, lying, in all sorts of postures, and finally chose this one for her screen.
In two years, she changed three phones, but never changed this photo.
In the photo—
Koa Jackson’s nose was straight and upright with a black dot at the tip, and on each cheek, there were three black lines she drew with an eyebrow pencil, making him look like a cat, cute and adorable.
To this day, she still remembered Koa Jackson’s petrified face when he looked in the mirror.
Thinking of that scene, Mia Ginger couldn’t help but smile again.
The driver ahead saw this through the rearview mirror and was also a bit infected, smiling as he asked, "Young lady, just back from a trip?"
"No, just back from school." Mia Ginger put away her phone and answered with a raised glance.
"University abroad?"
"Uh-huh."
"That’s really impressive."
The driver sighed, then brought up his child’s academic performance.
Mia Ginger occasionally responded, and along the way, over two hours, they went from discussing the driver’s child’s grades to the current domestic education system issues, then to the overloaded school bus incident a few days ago, the kindergarten school bus, and the recent news of a bus explosion, finally ending up discussing a series of foreign building explosions, all without pause.
The driver uncle was so engaged that when it came time to pay, he generously waived the small change.
Mia Ginger took her suitcase, glanced down the street, walked to the newspaper stand under the overpass, and smiled, "A bottle of water, please."
