Yue Yiran dreamed of him again.

In Stuttgart's grassy square, a timid teenager quietly reached out and grabbed the corner of her coat as if out of nowhere. Yue Yiran turned around and said something, and the young man blushed his cheeks, and his long eyelashes like a small fan swept lightly, covering his green eyes. Her heart warmed, and she wanted to turn back and give him a hug, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, he disappeared into thin air.

She searched around in a panic, but there was no one around. The square was eerily quiet, except for the sound of white doves flapping their wings into the sky.

Tears involuntarily slid down her cheeks and fell in her mouth, bitter and astringent. Yue Yiran knew that this qiē was just a dream, but the aura around her didn't seem to have dissipated, and she didn't want to wake up.

Ever since she learned that Jonas had died, she had been dreaming like this a lot. Those regrets hover in the heart, torn into wounds that are difficult to heal in one's time.

The door was opened with a "stab", Yue Yiran trembled a little, and opened his eyes.

The sun shone on the body of the person who came, it was her father Yue Ze'an. Seeing her sleeping red face, Yue Ze'an touched her little head lovingly, and said softly: "The jet lag hasn't eased yet?" Sleep every day, and then you have to become a little lazy cat. ”

Yue Yiran was stunned for a moment. Yes, she has gone back to 20 years ago, back to when she first came to Germany.

She sat up on the bed, her father in front of her was young and handsome, and there were no furrows left by the years on his forehead, but there were some subtle laugh lines in the corners of his eyes, and he looked kind and wise. Even though it's been two days since she was reborn, she's still a little uncomfortable and doesn't know how to get along with her father, who seems to be the same age as herself. Fortunately, Yue Ze'an just felt that her daughter had just arrived, and she was inevitably a little unfamiliar with herself, and she didn't notice her strangeness.

At this time, Yue Yiran began to rejoice that she was brought up by her grandmother in her childhood, except for her old man who had been buried in the earth, I am afraid that no one in this world could find out that her personality had changed greatly. Thinking of her deceased grandmother, Yue Yiran was a little sad, but for her, it had been more than 20 years since the old man left, and the sadness had long been forgotten. The only regret is that I couldn't be reborn to see my grandmother for the last time.

Seeing that her daughter looked like she didn't belong, Yue Ze'an carefully sat on the edge of the bed, only a little next to the edge of the bed, like a nervous elementary school student in class.

Yue Ze'an sighed a little, when he came out to study abroad, his daughter was still holding it in his hand, and it was so big in the blink of an eye! He and her mother have not fulfilled their responsibilities as parents, and they will inevitably feel a little guilty about their daughter's ignorant eyes, and they can't afford to be a father. So he said, "Dad got you a German teacher, and you can go to school after you pass the language barrier." If you don't want to learn now, it doesn't matter, just play for a while with your heart, and you're not afraid that you won't be able to keep up after going to school, our domestic basic education is much stronger than here, and it doesn't matter if it's a year or two late. His voice was very gentle, and he looked at her face as he spoke, with a cautious look.

Yue Yiran had mixed feelings in her heart, her parents divorced not long after she was born, Yue Ze'an went to Germany, and her grandmother would not mention her daughter's ex-husband, so before the age of seven, she had no memory of him at all. Until her grandmother died, her mother was inconvenient to take her because of her career, so Yue Ze'an took her to her side. But no matter how careful he is with her, after all, he is also a big man, and he can't understand the delicate mind of the little girl, so the relationship between the father and daughter has never been close, and the communication is even more pitiful. But for her sake, he insisted on not having children after remarrying, and Yue Yiran knew how much his father loved her, but it was too late by then. She didn't know how to get along with her father, and she had lost her instinct to be a daughter.

"Why don't you speak?"

"I learned a little bit of German when I was back home." When her grandmother was old, she always thought about arranging her death, thinking that no one would take her after she died, so she could only be sent to Germany. In order to allow her to adapt to life in a foreign country as soon as possible, she found a foreign teacher to teach her the language since she was a child. Love, for the far-reaching. Yue Yiran's heart was sour, it was happy to be deeply loved by others, but Jonas had no one who loved him so deeply until he died.

"Oh," Yue Ze'an smiled and considered his words, "Ran Ran is also a little genius in language." But there is no harm in learning more, Dad still finds a teacher to teach you, you can rest assured, there is not much pressure, just take you around. Dad is busy during this time, so you should find a big friend to accompany you, okay? ”

"I said I didn't want to!" Yue Yiran pretended to be vicious. In her previous life, Hannah, the teacher Yue Ze'an found for her, was a very careful person and his student, and she would report to Yue Ze'an in every detail, and the rigor of the Germans was vividly displayed in her. After all, Yue Yiran has been in Germany for so many years, and he is very familiar with this area, so he can't pretend to be a newcomer, and sooner or later he will be exposed. Moreover, according to Yue Yiran's understanding of her father, he would follow her in everything during this time.

Sure enough, looking at her resistant, Yue Ze'an quickly compromised and said, "Okay, okay, when Dad is free, I'll take you around again." He thought to himself, in a few days, when Yue Yiran found that he couldn't communicate with his friends, he would beg him to find a teacher. Children have strong language skills, and it is too late to teach them when the time comes.

"Then I'm going out today." Yue Yiran tried his best to imitate a wayward little girl.

Yue Ze'an was very embarrassed: "But Dad has a class today, so I can't accompany you." Isn't it nice for you to watch cartoons at home? Dad also bought you a tablet, and other kids like to use it to play games or something. ”

"But I don't want to be home alone." Yue Yiran tugged on Yue Ze'an's sleeve with his right hand, "I'll just play in school, and I won't disturb your class." ”

The more well-behaved the words, the more distressed Yue Ze'an became. Looking at her tearful daughter, thinking of her growth years that she had missed, Yue Ze'an suddenly softened: "Okay, but you must not run around." Bring your phone and call your dad if you have something. ”

Yue Yiran immediately burst into a smile and nodded like pounded garlic.

The University of Stuttgart was founded in 1829 and is known for its science and engineering. There are no walls, no gates, and no imaginary magnificence, but when the morning sun shrouds the campus, it looks solemn and vibrant. Last night in Stuttgart it had just been raining heavily and washing the city clean.

Yue Yiran walked alone on the stone path on the campus, the fragrance of grass wafted faintly in the air, and her mood couldn't help but feel lighter, it was here that she met Jonas in her previous life, and that was her only friend before going to school.

How they talked and how they became familiar with each other, Yue Yiran can't remember it now, but the scene of seeing Jonas for the first time was as deeply imprinted in her mind as a photo.

Among the scattered tulips sat a young man, with dirt on his face that had been stained from nowhere, and in dirty clothes several yards larger, but his big green eyes looked like jewels washed by a spring, and they looked into her heart clearly, making her feel good at the sight of it.

Yue Yiran was a little nervous, and followed his memory to the green grass, where there were more than a dozen reclining chairs in the shade of the trees, and several students were lying on them leisurely reading. At the edge of the grass stood a small goal, and several children were trying to kick a ball of paper and tape into the goal.

She saw Jonas at a glance! He was standing not far from the goal, staring intently at the children playing, his eyes full of longing.

"Want to play with them?" Yue Yiran trotted over, stood beside him, and asked in German.

Jonas looked at her in surprise and replied for a long time, "They won't take me to play, they don't like me." "The voice was as low as a mosquito humming.

In his previous life, Jonas had also been ostracized by his classmates, and at that time, Yue Yiran didn't dare to show that he was familiar with him, and she was afraid that she would also become a member of the excluded. She was so selfish as a young man, and she, along with the others, pushed Jonas to the edge of the cliff. In the rest of her life, she felt guilty every time she thought about it, especially when the news of Jonas's death came, she couldn't sleep at night.

Yue Yiran took a deep breath and started again. , smiled and stretched out his right hand: "You can play with me, my name is Lena." ”

Jonas quickly freed his hands from his long sleeves, looked at the white and tender little hands in front of him, swept the dirt between his fingernails, and rubbed the hem of his clothes uneasily, but never held them.

Of course, there was nothing to hide from his careful thoughts in front of an adult, Yue Yiran held his fingers: "What's your name?" She couldn't even imagine that she could make such a milky sound.

"Jonas Kahn." His cheeks were a little red, and after Yue Yiran couldn't help but reach out to wipe the dirt off his face, his face turned even redder.