Seeing this, the woman thought that the man was going to beat her, and there was a moment of fear and fear in her heart, but it was fleeting, and the next second her eyes were filled with anger, and the night was terrifying.

An Ran couldn't help but retreat on the side, it was okay for them to quarrel, but it was okay to hurt her.

I saw the man purse his lips and squeeze out a word from between his teeth: "Get out, don't bother me!"

Hearing the sound, Yan Qingwan turned around and left without saying a word.

Let her go?

He was the one who asked her to move into his villa at the beginning, and now it is he who makes her roll, hoping that he will not look for himself in the future, the woman walked by his side, and the man was slightly stunned, as if something had knocked on his heart.

"Let's go!"

Don't think about that, turn around and walk out the door.

An Ran followed closely with small steps.

Today is my sister's festival day, and what just happened is really a happy thing in my sister's festival.

Yan Qingwan returned upstairs and began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to pack his luggage.

He told her to get out, she would get out, she didn't like to come to this place yet, she forced herself to come.

Hehe, big pig's trotters.

The woman scolds the man while packing her luggage, and she can't wait to use all the adjectives that can scold people on this man, in her world, this man is Chen Shimei in the TV series, ungrateful.

Ye Qingshen and An Ran came to An Ran's cemetery without saying a word, on the way, the man drove the car to a flower shop, this flower shop is called Spend a little time, when An Ran was alive, she would buy a bouquet of flowers in this flower shop every day, but unfortunately the flower shop is still there, but the person is gone.

The flower shop bought batch after batch of flowers, and the flowers bloomed and fell and failed, and the girl who was once seventeen years old like a flower withered forever.

Ye Qingshen also knew that there had been a vase on An Ran's bedside table, and there had always been a fresh rose in it.

It's a white rose.

"Help me wrap a bouquet of white roses, it's a little more beautiful. Ye Qingshen said to the owner of the flower shop.

He didn't forget that the girl told him that she likes white roses, although many girls like red roses, because red roses are delicate and symbolize vigorous love, but she doesn't like red roses, on the contrary, she likes white roses, although white roses are not as strong as red roses, but they make people's hearts quiet and sweet, and there is a faint taste of love.

Although it is called a white rose, its color is not pure white, but just the right color.

Today the man bought her a large bouquet of white roses, and if she could really see it, he thought, she would love it.

In his memory, the girl never hated her, in his eyes, he was synonymous with beauty, no matter what she did to hurt her, she thought it was beautiful.

"Please give me a pen. "The man is ready to write something.

Seeing this, the proprietress of the flower shop hurriedly handed over a greeting card and a black signature pen.

I saw the man bowing his head and writing seriously.

The proprietress carefully observed this man, she has been opening a flower shop for so many years, and she has seen a lot of people buying flowers.

There are people who buy flowers on weekdays, people who buy flowers on festivals, and people who buy flowers on riders, but none of them are as full of love as this man.

I really don't know which little girl is so lucky.

"Thanks, please help me wrap it up. Ye Qingshen put the written greeting card in the hand of the proprietress .

The proprietress took it, her eyes attracted by the rows of words on the greeting card.

The handwriting is clear and the words are full of love.

It is written like this:

Between the moonlight and the snow, you are the third color.

Between the sun, the moon and the stars, you are the fourth kind of rarity.

Good gentle language, gorgeous rhetoric, and simple expression.

The proprietress was a ripple in her heart, and she could really imagine that the girl who received the flowers for a while must be bubbling with happiness.

After buying flowers, the two set foot on the road to An Ran's cemetery again.

Once there, Nightshade placed the flower in front of her tombstone.

got up and stared intently at this tombstone, and An Ran on the side kept saying what he missed.

"Sister, I miss you so much. ”

"Sister, we haven't seen each other for years, and you haven't tied my hair for years. ”

"Sister, why are you so stupid!"

"Sister......" An Ran cried bitterly as she spoke, completely unable to control her emotions.

Although her crying is noisy, she also knows that her own crying is difficult to hear, but there is no one here, she has suppressed her emotions for a long time, and all the grievances she has accumulated, she wants to vent it today.

And the straight man standing on the side, not attracted by his cry at all, seemed to automatically block her, shielded from all interference from the outside world, and stared straight at the tombstone, without saying a word.

And their scene was seen by Bai Xinyao who was far away.

Since Bai Xinyao was swept away by the Ye family, she has lived a latent life, and under Li Jingchuan's care, she still secretly pays attention to Ye Qingshen every day.

But today, he actually came here, and remembering that he had been with him for several years, he seemed to come out every year on this day.

didn't explain to her what to do, she came out early in the morning, and today she finally understood that it was a memorial to someone.

But who is this man, and who is the dead?

How could Ye Qingshen attach so much importance to it?

He didn't have a woman he liked before.

Bai Xinyao didn't understand much, but she was curious.

When Yeqing returned to the villa late at night, he found that there seemed to be something missing from the house.

It seems that there is a lack of warmth.

Someone's own warmth.

The three little groups came back from playing with their grandparents, and now they are sitting on the sofa together, looking at him unpleasantly.

Strange, these three little groups went out to play, and came back for such a long time, don't you want him? Why do you look at him with such eyes?

"Who sent it back to you?"

"Grandparents, grandparents sent us off and they left. Yan Heng said.

Ye Qing nodded deeply, lightly pursed his thin lips, and asked, "How are you having fun, are you having fun?"

"Happy!" The three little groups didn't know what was wrong today, and they were inexplicably a little serious.

Speeches have become official.

"Since you're having fun, it's time to come back and study, go study. "Men don't know what to do with them except to make them learn.

But he ordered this, but there was not a small group to move, and they sat there quietly.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" asked Yeqing, puzzled.

"Mommy ran away from home. The three little groups said in unison.

Yan Heng stood up: "Are you bullying my mommy?"