Luo Zhen waited for the two of them at the top of the mountain, and when the two behind him walked to the end of the road, Ding Meng was completely shocked by the scenery in front of him, the flowers in the mountain were neatly arranged, and each color system was divided into different areas and varieties, just like the scene when she occasionally mentioned her dream to him back then.

She still remembers that once when he asked her what she had woken up from, she said that she wanted to plant flowers, and most girls would only say that they would open a flower shop, but she only wanted to plant flowers, and the kind that would bloom everywhere in the summer.

She was in full swing describing the garden of her dreams, which was exactly the same as the scenery in front of her at this time, it was hard to imagine how much thought he had wasted to change this place to this, this touch, Ding Meng couldn't bear it.

Walking up with some excitement, he looked down and touched the little flower in front of him, and his voice trembled a little, "This is?"

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he has not paid in vain all these years, at least, she appeared in front of him alive today, and saw everything he had paid for her with his own eyes, looking at her excited appearance, his calm heart was a little softer.

Luo Zhen left quietly, the purpose was not to disturb the two, this kind of scene is still not suitable for outsiders, after all, the person the boss cares about, the blind man also knows how to avoid suspicion.

Ding Meng frowned and looked at these flowers and plants, some of them are foreign varieties, these flowers are difficult to survive in the soil of China, and they need to be cultivated in a special experimental base first, and then transplanted and grafted into the greenhouse for soilless cultivation and cultivation observation, until the germination is normal, in order to get the open soil to reproduce, which will inevitably experience countless failures, and the most important thing is that each experiment must have a strong economic strength as a carrier, otherwise how can it be cultivated to adapt to the roots and shoots of new flowers and plants in the local area.

Looking at all this in front of her, Ding Meng was so excited that she couldn't speak, she looked at Yuan Ming with some excitement, "You actually did it." ”

He looked at this with some complications, in fact, he didn't dare to come, he was afraid that he would not be able to help crying, and the belief that had always supported him to this day had never been broken, and even once gave him the illusion that Ding Meng was by his side.

Now, the illusion has become a reality, and at the same time, it has poured cold water on him, if Ding Meng's boyfriend is someone else, it would be good to say, but this person is Song Qingyuan, the complex relationship between the three people, the complex interaction, so that he can't move easily, just like a strong silver needle, stabbing into the heart, making him painful and helpless.

Ding Meng saw that he didn't speak, turned to look at these flowers in front of him, these varieties were not only successfully cultivated, but also grafted and transplanted new varieties, which made her instantly happy, although it was not her own dream, but someone completed it for her, she was also very happy.

Yuan Ming stood behind her, already regaining his original composure, "Can you have a good chat with me now?"

He looked at the woman in front of him with some heartache, "I think until these years, what have you experienced?"

Ding Meng's hands froze in mid-air, and slowly moved away from the flowers, "Find a place to sit and talk." ”

She wore a big hat that hid the expression on her face, and she couldn't even see what she wanted now.

There was a thatched hut not far away, and there was a bench in front of the thatched hut, and the iron slats on the bench had been worn to lose their original color, and two people sat side by side.

Ding Meng took off his hat, revealing a beautiful face, and between his eyebrows, there was a little more mature tenderness, which made people look at it in their hearts at a glance, but they couldn't forget it.

Under the long eyelashes, a pair of dark eyes looked into the distance a little blankly, "Before I left, I was followed by several killers, and I originally wanted to find you, but then I was afraid that I would affect you, so I simply ran to France." ”

She explained lightly, but the scars on her body testified to all the horrors she suffered at the time.

She thought she would die in the United States, and at the moment when she was shot, she was glad that Yuan Ming was not by her side, otherwise she might have one more person to miss.

Ding Meng spoke, "You have seen, those people chased and killed me, they were all dead, I was afraid of affecting you, so I left." ”

"You know that's not what I want, the answers I want, you know that you know, don't you?"

There was a little more complicated in his eyes, "I want to know your identity, and why didn't you contact me when it was safe after that?"

Ding Meng considered contacting him, but later his injuries were too serious, and he lay in the hospital for half a year, and when he wanted to ask Lao Luo for his mobile phone, he found that he was a little withdrawn, after all, she almost killed him, but fortunately, those assassins were just trying to kill themselves.

As for those killers, Ding Meng sneered, she understood very well how much the uncles of the Ding family wanted to get rid of her.

It's just that her identity, Yuan Ming can't know, after all, this is terrible news.

Yuan Ming has also guessed Ding Meng's identity countless times, maybe he is a spy, maybe he is a killer, but no spy killer is powerless, Ding Meng has not been trained at all, and it is impossible to be a killer spy.

Other than that, it was hard for him to imagine how a woman could be hunted down three times and twice.

He had always wanted to find out Ding Meng's identity, but she never planned to tell him.

Ding Meng pointed to the sea of red flowers, "I like them." ”

Yuan Ming followed her fingers and looked over, the color was very bright, but it was also a little too bright red, ordinary girls like pink or quiet flowers, but she Ding Meng was different.

Yuan Ming got up, took special scissors to cut more than a dozen flowers, walked to her, held the flower lining on the table with one hand, and held the flower rope in the other, tied a bouquet of flowers for her, and put it in her hand, "I like the flowers, I will make you a bouquet every day." ”

Ding Meng smiled and smelled the fragrance of the flowers, and the faint fragrance precipitated on the petals, which smelled very good.

"Don't check my identity, it's not good for you or your family. ”

She reminded him that she was afraid he was doing something stupid.

She also knows him, and she will not give up until she reaches her sights.

Yuan Ming looked at the woman in front of him, "Didn't Song Qingyuan ask you?"

She was stunned for a moment, and said angrily, "Don't compare everything with him." ”

"You're saying I'm not as good as him?"

I don't know when it started, but the two of them started bickering without saying a few words, and it was the second time.

Ding Meng got up, didn't want to be entangled with him, and walked down the mountain with the flowers by himself.

Yuan Ming followed behind her, "Is it not comparable, or are you biased from the beginning?" Ding Momo, you are really ruthless. ”

He grabbed her behind him, his eyes full of displeasure, "Even if you don't like it, I have to say, even if Song Qingyuan loves you, he can't marry you, do you know what his identity is?"

"Identity?"

"Yes, I have known him since he was in school, I have never met his parents, not even relatives, since he was in school, he has been alone"

Ding Meng frowned and looked back at him, "What do you mean?"

"Don't you understand what it means, his mother is a single mother, and she is also a third party involved, he should not be born. ”