After the servants moved their things, Ouyang Han sat down on the chair under the tree as if he was accustomed to sitting, Lian Cheng came over to pour him hot tea in person, moved a wooden bench next to him, and sat silently with him for a long time before he asked softly: "Gongzi really decided not to go back to the palace?"

Ouyang Han raised his eyes to see that it was Liancheng, took a shallow sip of tea, was silent for a moment, and asked slowly: "Why haven't you returned to the house yet, didn't I let you go back?"

Lian Cheng's eyes were deep, and he pondered for a moment and said, "Subordinates, subordinates are still not very worried about the son." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Ouyang Han's eyes moved lightly, and they fell on Liancheng's face. He regained his usual gentle and elegant ruffian feeling, his expression was soft, his eyes were clear, he pulled out the bowl of the tea cup, and said expressionlessly: "Liancheng, now that I fight or not, they will not let me go easily, but they don't seem to be easy to beat me!"

Liancheng raised his eyes and saw that although Ouyang Han had a smile on his lips, there was no smile in his eyes, although Liancheng saw it in his eyes, although his face did not show it, but he secretly sighed in his heart, such a son, God should cherish it.

Ouyang Han leaned back in his chair and stared at the sky in a daze.

After a long while, he said, "Liancheng, if you want to be here, go and walk around, I want to be alone."

After finishing speaking, Ouyang Han simply closed his eyes, as if he had begun to fall asleep.

Lian Cheng slowly turned his gaze, glanced at Ouyang Han, slowly lowered his head again, stood up silently, and moved his steps.

Ouyang Han was resting under the tree, and gradually, from far to near, he heard movement behind him, thinking that it was a maid or maid in the garden, but he didn't hear anyone speak for a long time, and no one came to say goodbye. Ouyang Han opened his eyes, tilted his head slightly, looked behind him, and saw a woman in a pink Luo skirt standing under the corridor looking at him.

Slightly stunned, after a while, a soft smile appeared on Ouyang Han's face, and he stretched out his hand to signal the woman to come over.

"Brother Han doesn't seem to be very happy?" The woman found that Ouyang Han's seemingly gentle expression was secretly tired, and couldn't help but ask.

Ouyang Han suddenly felt a sour heart, and hurriedly took a sip of tea, covering up the past, not looking at her at all, and a slight smile appeared on his face, "Why are you here, Lianyi?" ”

The woman looked at Ouyang Han with a light smile, but the expression in the depths of her eyes was a little elusive, "With Daddy." ”

A smile appeared on Ouyang Han's lips, "Oh, where is Uncle Meng now?" ”

"Daddy has gone to the palace to face the saint."

Ouyang Han's eyes were swollen, staring at the side of Meng Lianyi, and went to the palace, entered the palace, Mom, what are you doing in the palace?! Although his heart was full of doubts, Ouyang Han looked at him calmly, with a smile on his lips from beginning to end, "Then how do you know that I am here?" ”

"I ...... Feel like you're going to ...... Over here. Meng Lianyi had an extremely embarrassed look between his eyebrows.

Ouyang Han's eyelashes suddenly trembled slightly, her eyes shook slightly, she tilted her head slightly, staring at the blue sky, and after a long time, she slowly retracted her gaze and refocused on Meng Lianyi's body, "Lianyi, don't stand stupidly, there is anything else to see with me, sit down!" ”

As soon as he said this, Meng Lianyi couldn't help but show a slight look of surprise, and blushed slightly.

Ouyang Han's eyes flashed with a rather interesting light, and his clear eyes looked at Meng Lianyi, who was sitting precariously, "Lianyi, it seems that we haven't met for a long time." ”

Meng Lianyi lowered his eyes, "Well, it's been three years." ”

As soon as the words came out, Ouyang Han's eyebrows jumped, a sharp light like a blade flashed in his eyes, he turned his face slightly to the side, hiding the slight light under his eyes, and said to himself in a very low voice: "Yes." It's been three years. Three years can change everything. ”

I still remember her when she was fifteen years old, her bright smile when they parted, and her little face as red as an apple. I thought that that parting, pink would become a memory in his heart, goodbye he was already that person's husband, and she would be permanently dead to herself. However, three years passed like water, and the Yiren married another woman. He and her are still one unmarried, one unmarried. So that promise, the promise that I thought I would never promise in my lifetime, is it still counted?

"Brother Han, I like you! When I grow up, I must marry you. ”

"But...... I already have Zhixi. ”

"That'...... That ......"

"Otherwise, Lianyi, if one day Zhixi marries someone else and doesn't marry me, then I'll marry you, okay?"

"Of course!"

For a long time, Ouyang Han glanced at Meng Lianyi deeply, and he was a little unsure whether he was joking back then or taking it seriously.

My heart seems to be aching again.

Ouyang Han clenched his hands tightly, so hard that his knuckles began to turn white, maybe he wanted to offset the tearing sensation in his chest, so as to resist him.

Meng Lianyi seemed to be able to feel his pain, she gently picked up Ouyang Han's face, and slowly stroked his forehead with her fingertips, her expression also sad.

Looking at Ouyang Han's tense face, Meng Lianyi pursed his lips and began to ponder cautiously. Was his heart aching because he couldn't forget her, or was his presence stressing him? If it's because of her, when will his injury really be resolved, if it's because of himself, then why is the lonely back just now?

Ouyang Han casually brushed a strand of hair that was blown by the wind, showed a meaningful smile on his face, blinked his eyes and said, "Lianyi, have you forgotten that I, Ouyang Han, have been a weak and sick child since I was a child, don't worry." I'm fine. ”

Hearing that he was comforting her heart, Meng Lianyi couldn't help but smile, withdrew her hand, half-turned around, her eyes flashed slightly, and she smiled loudly, she glanced at Ouyang Han deeply, and also looked into the distance as he looked away, "Brother Han." ”

"Huh?"

"I ......"

Although she didn't finish speaking, Ouyang Han had already guessed her words, and her tone was leisurely, "But I have someone else in my heart." ”

"I'll wait. When you forget her, I'll be left alone. ”

Hearing this, Ouyang Han carefully looked at Meng Lianyi's face, only to see that her eyes were calm and gentle, looking at herself with affection, not looking like she was lying at all, Ouyang Han couldn't help but be moved and sour in his heart. Suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm, Ouyang Han? Suddenly pulled Meng Lianyi into his arms, hugged him tightly, and pressed his chin on the top of her head. Over the years, her mind about herself has not changed at all, in the end, she still mistook this infatuated little girl.

However, I'm afraid that the so-called other person is not just Duan Zhixi......