Chapter 507: A Dream of Good Times: Reunion
He sat cross-legged on the sofa and watched Qiuqiu tiptoe back.
"Sent people over?"
Qiuqiu was startled, and then covered her little heart.
"Oh wife, you turned on the lights on this big night! ”
"Scared to death? Are you so bold that you can arrange him to be at Fanhua's house? Aren't you afraid that I will throw him out?"
"You...... How do you know?"
Hehe took out his phone and shook it in front of him.
Qiuqiu was sick and rushed to the doctor, and he forgot about the monitoring that He He placed in Meng Fanhua's house, and his wife was more concerned about Meng Fanhua's family than his own, and there were more people in her family, and He He must be the first to know.
Qiuqiu immediately obediently coaxed his wife, after all, she had Meng Fanhua's itinerary.
"Wife, look how pitiful Brother Hua is. ”
"My family is pitiful when it comes to flowers. ”
Hehe's tone was resolute, and Qiuqiu looked unhappy.
"Did you get what you asked?"
Qiuqiu slapped his brain, he actually forgot!
He kicked him off the couch.
"Let's sleep in the guest room today, don't come back if you can't tell the truth. ”
Qiuqiu waved her little hand and smiled wryly.
Insomnia he lay on the sofa, seeing Lin Bihua reminded him of the past, when Lin Bihua was infinitely beautiful, the whole portrait was inlaid with gold edges, and everywhere he went, he was shining with gold and the spring breeze was proud. And now, the person is still the same person, but the light on his body is completely gone.
Qiuqiu really pity him, he used to be so shining, in how many dark nights, he put away all the starlight, took away all the splendor, and now his spirit is gone, and there is only one Meng Fanhua in his heart.
The more Qiuqiu thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, whether it was early in the morning or not, and whether he slept or not, he picked up his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Lin Yihua:
Brother Hua, tell me the truth: Have you ever been married, do you have a girlfriend, and will you leave Fanhua when you come back this time?
Lin Ruhua looked at Qiuqiu's WeChat, crying and laughing.
He thought that what he had been fighting for so many years was to get married? The only marriage partner he could think of was Meng Fanhua.
Almost seconds back:
"Alone. ”
Qiuqiu seemed to have received some kind of commendation, and no matter what time it was in the middle of the night, she rushed to the bedroom to show Hehe Lin Yihua's answer.
He He almost didn't beat Qiuqiu, if he wasn't afraid that the child would wake up, he really wanted to beat him up!
"Who knows if it's true or not. ”
"Wife, I have no reason to harm the flowers. ”
How to say that he is also his own pillow person, Hehe understands Qiuqiu, although he wants to help Lin Bihua, but it will not harm Meng Fanhua.
"Okay, I only know that she is Shuhe, and the rest can only be figured out by himself!"
"Shuhe?What did you come from?"
"An ancient town in Yunnan. Blossom is writing a script, and the creek and quaintness are her inspirations. ”
Qiuqiu ran away, and it was obvious that he had gone to Lin Ruhua.
How did he tell Lin Bihua, and what kind of mood Lin Bihua was in, she only knew that when she woke up in the morning, Lin Bihua had already left Z City.
The first flight departed late at night.
The morning flight could only go to Kunming, Lin Ruhua got off the plane and continued to run on the road, and it was already dusk when he arrived at Shuhe.
He didn't know the specific location of Meng Fanhua, so he could only wander around the square listening to the sound, stop-and-go, stop-and-go.
Staring at every shadow.
The night of Shuhe was cool in autumn, it was getting dark at nine o'clock, and there were no pedestrians on the street.
Anyway, it's good that she's here, and he'll find her.
Forever keep in mind.
There will be an echo.
In the early morning, there are the bells of the old horses walking by, the barking of the old dogs, the sound of birds, the murmuring of waterwheels flowing through the water, and the beautiful fireworks in the world.
There were not many people on the street, wearing a hat and a mask, and he looked abrupt in a trench coat. Let's take a book
Jiuding Dragon Pond, the winding stream, the autumn sun is shining, and the water in the creek is bright and beautiful.
The camel bell is getting farther and farther away, and the carriage and horse used to be slow, and there is enough to love someone in a lifetime.
The distant mountains and grass, a beautiful autumn water for a long time.
The blue sky should shine in the stream, the blue sky without even white clouds, the stream without even moss, clean and pure.
"Yes...... Are you?"
Her voice is still so good.
You can't turn back, you can only turn around, turn around and start all over again.
He saw her, dressed in sportswear and with her hair tied up nicely.
didn't care about anything, took off the mask, Lin Ruhua flew towards her like a bird, trembling and crying, and reported her to death.
It took Meng Fan a lot of effort to untie his hand, and this guy actually cried.
His eyes met each other, speechless and choked, and his tears fell beautifully in the early morning sun.
Everything around us seems to be still, the mountains are not mountains, and the water is not water.
After all, it was Meng Fanhua who saw him first, and in this complicated world, he was a clear stream.
The same was true when she met him a few years ago.
Although it was Lin Ruhua's heart that moved first, Meng Fanhua discovered him first.
The story is cyclical, and the cause and effect go back and forth.
Lin Ruhua pinched her arm.
Meng Fanhua smiled.
"If you don't let me go, we will probably be on the hot search list, Mr. Lin. ”
Lin Yihua reluctantly let go of her, for fear that she would run away.
Meng Fanhua put on his mask, he didn't move, Meng Fanhua kicked his foot, he eased up, and slowly walked forward with her.
Still no words.
There is a providence in the dark, I don't know why, Meng Fanhua, who has always been up late, couldn't sleep this morning, and the ghost sent the gods to wander here, until she received the message in the morning, she said that Lin Ruhua came to her, God knows how excited her heart was, until his back appeared, she called him uncertainly, and he turned around firmly.
It's like a dream.
She was afraid it was a dream.
In the stupidest way, she pinched herself.
Hurt!
Not a dream.
He literally descended into her world again, and what had been monotonous in her mind was now colorful.
Hindsight, or really can't believe it.
Meng Fanhua stopped again.
"Really, is that you......? Birch?"
She asked cautiously.
Lin Yihua's tears had just been contained, and as soon as Meng Fanhua said it, she flowed out again.
It is said that women are made of water, and this man sheds tears no less than a woman.
"Flowers!"
He couldn't say anything other than her name.
"How long is this time for me?
Lin Yihua knew that she blamed him, and he knew it.
He couldn't speak because of the crying.
"Want to explain?"
Lin Ruhua clasped her arm tightly, calmed down for a long time, red eyes, found a bench, and dragged her to sit down.
What he said, Meng Fanhua has rehearsed many versions, but he didn't expect that in the end it was still the oldest routine: the door is not the right household.
Lin Bihua has not had a scandal in the entertainment industry for so many years, on the one hand, he is clean and self-conscious, and on the other hand, the Lin family does not allow him to find a woman in the entertainment industry. The Lin family is not a businessman, but a nobleman in the hall, a position that she can't reach.
He couldn't help himself when he fell in love with Meng Fanhua, and he was destined to be thrilling when he met him.