"Gir, I'm sorry. Wen Jiaer turned his head away from An Lanluo. She knew that she was a little inexplicable in her anger, but she just felt uncomfortable and always wanted to vent.

Seeing that Wen Jiaer didn't look at him, An Lanluo thought that she was still angry, and took out a ring made of straw from his pocket, which attracted Wen Jiaer's attention.

"This grass, called Tongxin grass, I heard when I used to travel, this grass can still be evergreen after being picked, so it is used as a metaphor for the evergreen feelings between lovers or relatives, at that time I learned the technique of weaving rings with them, and I made such a one, because it was a little hasty, it was not very good, and I didn't ......give it to you" An Lanluo almost finished in one breath, as if he was afraid that Wen Jiaer would suddenly drive him away.

But Wen Jiaer went back to the room and took out a box, slowly opened it, and it turned out to be another concentric grass ring: "A concentric one, how can it come true? But this ring is not made by me, it is made by my mother, and there are many concentric grasses in her hometown." ”

"Then ...... you can forgive me?" Before An Lanluo finished speaking, Wen Jiaer looked at the sky and began to say: "Legend has it, this concentric grass was originally planted by a pair of lovers, they don't know the variety, but they just got these seeds by chance, and specially scattered the seeds into the shape of a heart, but for some reason, for three months, they didn't germinate. ”

This story is the only story that Wen Biluo has ever told her in Wen Jiaer's impression, and she remembers that Wen Biluo had a strong sadness on her face when she told this story.

They wanted to give up, so they let the grass grow on its own. The concentric grass has not sprouted, but they have no intention of caring about it, because the man is going to go on the war, and everyone knows that on the battlefield, nine deaths and one life, the woman is reluctant and unwilling, but the man is very determined, and tells her that when the concentric grass sprouts, he will come back to marry her.

She believed that he would not lie to him, and took care of these concentric grasses, but before it germinated, the news came that the man had died on the battlefield, she immediately fainted, and when she woke up, she spent three days without sleep making herself a big red wedding dress, lying on the still bare grass, opened her hands, and swallowed a pill, it is said, she left a piece of paper by her side, which read: I wait, you come to marry me. The next day, she was gone, but the concentric grass miraculously sprouted overnight. ”

Wen Jiaer paused for a moment before noticing a little tear in the corner of his eye, and said while wiping it: "It seems very inappropriate to tell you this now, but this is the only story my mother has ever told me." I just think it's a coincidence with the current scene. ”

"I didn't expect that you also happened to have a concentric ring. I was going to give it to you, but now it seems ......" An Lanluo scratched his head. The two grass rings are placed together, which one is exquisitely made, and you can see it at a glance.

But Wen Jiaer took the concentric ring from his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, as long as you make it up, it's fine." An Lanluo's face was slightly red, and he looked at the ring in Wen Jiaer's hand, Wen Jiaer also understood what he wanted to do, but she put the ring behind her, and An Lanluo had a look of disappointment on her face.

Wen Jiaer suddenly smiled and hugged him: "Don't think too much, it's just that I didn't make this ring, I don't want to, give you someone else's ring, wait until I make one myself, and then give it to you." An Lanluo nodded, with an irrepressible smile on his face. A small contradiction was resolved in this way.

The next day, Liu Luoru's engagement party, most of the people who participated were people with heads and faces, although the Liu family is now a little decayed, but after all, it was a prominent family, and the other protagonist is the next successor of the Cheng family, so it is needless to say how lively it is.

"I'll just say you two will come. At the entrance of the party, Han Xile and Xia Zhiqiu met Li Siyuan and Tai Xinrou, who they hadn't seen for a long time. "You two are here, I haven't seen each other in a long time. "Yes, I've been taking care of Si Yuan's father some time ago. Tai Xinrou held Li Siyuan's hand and said, it can be seen that there is a lot of sweetness between them.

Because of the big gap between Li Tianyun and Li Siyuan, Tai Xinrou has not really called "Dad" since she married him.

"How is his health?" "What else can he do, it's always like this, he won't wake up or die." Li Siyuan said indifferently, but after all, it was father and son, and there was always a little worry in his tone, "Now that woman is taking care of her, anyway, there is a nurse, and I don't worry about what she will do." ”

Several people went in together, Xia Zhiqiu heard someone calling him, and subconsciously stopped, and after a while, he was separated from Han Xile and them. Someone took advantage of the situation to pull Xia Zhiqiu to a place where there were not many people.

"It's really not easy to talk to Miss Xia alone. It was Wu Yichu, Xia Zhiqiu's eyes showed a hint of unease, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "I don't know what is the matter with me today?" "It's not that there's anything, it's just that I want to introduce my wife to you." ”

"Your wife?" Xia Zhiqiu noticed that beside Wu Yichu, there was a woman who lowered her head and didn't speak. "Miss Xia, do you have any impressions?" Xia Zhiqiu shook her head, she really didn't remember seeing her.

"What, so you don't know?" Wu Yichu looked at the woman beside him mockingly, "She was also a famous lady here, and besides, she almost made a marriage contract with Han Xile at the beginning." ”

Xia Zhiqiu remembered, it was Lin Youya. It's no wonder that she didn't recognize it at all just now, Lin Youya in her impression is always surrounded by a group of people, and she is always a gentle and generous look, and today, although the clothes she is wearing are very gorgeous, her face is irrepressibly haggard, which cannot be covered up by several layers of makeup.

"She was pregnant with my child, so I married her, but I had been letting her take care of the child before, but I hadn't taken her out for a long time. Wu Yichu's tone was doting, as if it was a great reward for her to bring Lin Youya out.

Lin Youya, from the moment she married Wu Yichu, has laid the foundation for her bleak life in the future. He didn't want to have a wedding, because he didn't want too many people to know about his relationship with the Lin family, he was her husband, but what he really loved was another man! This was a great insult to Lin Youya, but she just dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak.

Who let this marriage be just a transaction, she gave birth to a child for him, and he hung the breath of the Lin family's family, not living or dying.