She's Lian Yin'er, so she doesn't have this qualification.

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After Lan Zishu got on the plane, she subconsciously looked around at the people around her, the first-class cabin was considerate, and there was enough space for passengers to rest in every position.

She seemed to catch a glimpse of a familiar figure, but it was only for a moment, and it was gone, as if she was hallucinating, and she was nervous and didn't think much more.

How could there be someone like him in this world who would not leave a certain place easily?

She seemed to be lost in thought, and he ...... How's it going? But why did she have to bring humiliation on herself, making him frown and teach a lesson with a reluctant face?

So, at the same time, she felt very conflicted.

But when you think about it, who is he? He's the object of her desperate pursuit since she was a child.

Lan Zishu has been used to novels, when has she been treated like that?

and Lian Yin'er, in fact, is not only the reason why he wants to go to him, but also part of the reason why Shi Mingxu beat himself not long ago.

He told her that if you want to know anything about Lynnel and his past, you should go back instead of sitting here and waiting.

Sitting? She didn't quite understand why going back would solve the doubts in her heart, and she didn't even care too much about what happened to In'er and Shi Mingxu before, after all, it didn't seem like Shi Mingxu was someone who would do something to hurt her.

But if she didn't know anything about it, and it would involve that side, she had to go back.

Did Len Innor have any contact with that side? Of course, the answer is no, but there is no contact, so why go over there to find the answer to this mystery?

Lan Zishu couldn't figure it out, and she couldn't figure it out.

Just like that, she fell asleep in her brainstorming.

When I woke up, the plane had landed.

The autumn is not very cool, but it still makes people feel a little cold.

She tightened her khaki trench coat again and pulled her luggage to take a taxi home.

She took a nap in the cab, opened her eyes slightly, and passed by her door.

Under the dim street lamp stood a tall boy, his straight legs were lined with black trousers, and his white shirt made him look very eye-catching.

It seems to be eighteen or nineteen years old, and he exudes a youthful vigor all over his body.

Zhang Ziyu.

An important factor in her return from this trip.

The moment she saw him, Lan Zishu's heart turned over with huge waves, as if she was frightened and not calm, but in an instant, she regained her calm again.

It's just a Zhang Ziyu.

What could he do with her?

She straightened her clothes, and when she saw that the car was parked on the side of the road, she didn't stop, pushed the car door, took the luggage in the driver's hand, and pushed the luggage to her door.

Zhang Ziyu seems to have been waiting for her here for a long time, and the gold-rimmed glasses have been wiped repeatedly in his hand, as if he has been waiting for a long time.

Lan Zishu passed by him as if she were blind, she didn't talk to him, and she didn't even say a word of all the words she had in her heart.

"You really don't want to see me?" Zhang Ziyu's voice was a little hoarse, if he hadn't been wearing that pair of glasses that was in the way at the moment, then turning his head to look at Lan Zishu who was looking at Zhang Ziyu, he would definitely find the obviously abnormal redness in his eyes.

Although she didn't see the hidden red blood, her heart still throbbed slightly when she heard his hoarse voice.

"It's not helpful to say more." Lan Zishu sighed in her heart, she had been chasing him for so long that she had forgotten whether she wanted to be with him in the first place, or if she just felt that this person was really good and had an inexplicable admiration from her heart.

"You used to chase me all over the world, and now you tell me it's useless to talk more?" Zhang Ziyu seemed to have lost his mind a little, and he didn't know how long the cold wind was blowing in this autumn day, and the hand he held Lan Zishu was cold.

"That's the case, didn't you do the same to me at the beginning, I didn't seem to say anything." Lan Zishu's words made Zhang Ziyu feel a little uncomfortable, but then he thought of those things at the beginning, and he felt that it was not so important.