Compared to China, the sky abroad is blue and clean, like a giant screen with uniform coloring, and the buildings and streets look particularly beautiful against the backdrop of this giant screen, especially this pure American café.

"What do you mean?" Fang Zhihe said as he gently poured the milk into the coffee cup and stirred it.

"What do you mean? me and Lele?!"

"Hmm!"

Yan Haochen chuckled lightly and raised his eyes to look at Fang Zhihe, "I will marry her!"

Actually, he originally planned to say that Xu Le stayed because he was almost hit by a cart and cried in fright, but he didn't know why the words changed when he came to his mouth.

Fang Zhihe was stunned for a moment, and immediately returned to normal: "Have you thought about it?"

"Don't think about it, I'm going to do everything I can to make her happy in my life!" he said, his eyes a little foggy.

Fang Zhihe didn't speak, but continued to stir the coffee in the cup, the aroma in the cup rushed to the tip of his nose and drilled into his nasal cavity, it smelled unusually good!

"Yan Jin is sick!" After a long time, he finally spoke again.

Yan Haochen was obviously nervous when he heard Yan Jin's name, "What's wrong with her?!"

"Old problem, dizziness!" After speaking, Fang Zhihe raised his head and shot his sharp gaze directly into Yan Haochen's eyes.

"Oh!"

"Don't bully Lele!"

"I know! I can guarantee Xu Le's life, if you believe me, you will help me keep it a secret, and wait for my wedding with her by the way. I don't know why, Yan Haochen's tone was unusually firm when he said the second half of the sentence.

Fang Zhihe nodded his head and agreed, no matter what, Lele can live happily is his greatest wish.

In the next few days, Fang Zhihe either searched for a map of the local area in the hotel, or went around the street a few times, or asked for directions or people, and within a few days, he found Han Yu's school, the girl looked much more than Lelego, and the overall feeling was colder and harder than Lele.

"What are you looking for me for?" Han Yu's face showed obvious displeasure when he saw Fang Zhihe.

"I wanted to come and see 'Han Ying'!"

"There's no need for that, let's let her soul rest in peace, don't bother her again!" Han Yu refused, in her opinion, it was a pure soul longing for freedom, and should not be bound by this world.

"Please, take me to meet her!" Fang Zhihe said in a pleading tone, he hoped to see her, even for a glance.

"You don't have that qualification!" Han Yu looked at Fang Zhihe coldly, and then continued: "How miserable my sister died was, you don't need me to remind you!

Fang Zhihe instantly felt ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, and he was about to lose his breath in pain, "Han Yu!"

"Shut up, don't call me! My sister loved you so much back then, but how did you and your Fang family treat her? If she hadn't been able to stand the persecution and abuse of your Fang family, how could she choose to commit suicide, and now you say you want to see her, what qualifications do you have?" Han Yu paused for a moment and said, "I'll tell you, you're dead, you won't let you find her." ”

"Even if the Fang family is wrong, but the relationship between me and her is not wrong, have you ever thought about it, what did I find here for, isn't it because I used to ......" Fang Zhihe endured the pain in his heart and said patiently.

"Forget it, don't you say it used to be, so hurry up and don't bother me!" he walked towards the school gate.