"Qilan, I begged for a dry bun, let's divide it!"

"No, I'm not hungry, Chunzhu, you better eat by yourself, you've been hungry for four or five days."

"As I said, good sisters must be blessed together."

It was an early spring evening, in the wilderness of a mountain village. Yun Qilan and Leng Chunzhu, who escaped from the same village, sat on a mound of earth. Leng Chunzhu took out a begged steamed bun and broke it in half, Yun Qilan shirked and refused to accept it. Although she was also hungry for several days, Leng Chunzhu was infected with the wind cold and her body was weak, so that one steamed bun was more important to her.

"Qilan, if you don't eat it, cough cough...... I'll just ...... I'll ignore you! cough cough cough ......"

Leng Chunzhu said, couldn't help but itch his throat for a while, and coughed again.

"Chunzhu, you can eat it, let your body get better as soon as possible."

Yun Qilan said very sincerely, and the hungry Leng Chunzhu didn't give in too much, and then gobbled it up. Yun Qilan quietly dodged to the side, because a hungry person would not be able to stand it when he saw this situation.

The painful past still lingered in my heart, and tears blurred my vision once again. Just as Yun Qilan was immersed in pain, a sudden wind suddenly rose, and dust and sand flew on the desolate mound, and for a while, everything in front of her was dim.

The people who had been displaced here began to flee in all directions. Yun Qilan turned her head and rubbed her eyes vigorously, but Leng Chunzhu's figure was gone. She kept calling, but she still couldn't hear Leng Chunzhu's response. The scene at that time was very chaotic, Yun Qilan was looking for it in the crowd, and for a long time, Leng Chunzhu did not appear.

When the night was completely falling, the storm and the flying sand finally stopped. Leng Chunzhu was gone, and Yun Qilan's heart had another layer of sadness, she dragged her tired legs and walked aimlessly. When she walked to the Yilan Bridge, she was really unable to support her, and suddenly fainted to the ground. I don't know how long it took for her to finally open her eyes.

"Yo! Are you awake? ”

An unfamiliar voice came into her ears, and Yun Qilan wiped her eyes again and followed the voice. In front of him was a handsome young man, who looked like a rich kid from a rich family. Looking around, it was a very spacious room, and because of the electric lights hanging from the beams, which were very rare at the time, the room was also exceptionally bright.

Yun Qilan was observing curiously, she didn't know what was high-end or not? I only felt that the furnishings in that room were indeed very good, and the big bed lying under her was also very soft, and the quilt covered was sewn with fine brocade embroidered on a red background.

"Where is this? Who are you? ”

Yun Qilan's voice was weak, but she began to be vigilant/aware in her heart, because she couldn't figure out whether the person in front of her was good or evil? The man smiled at her, did not answer, and then turned to the door and called, "Lao Liu, go and prepare some food, this young lady is awake!" ”

"Now to answer your question, my name is Fang Yan, and this is my family's tea factory. To be precise, in the tea factory...... My makeshift living room. ”

The young man replied to Yun Qilan very cheerfully, and then continued to sit on the rattan chair opposite the bed, staring at her.

"How am I ...... Here? ”

Yun Qilan subconsciously pulled the corners of the quilt and wrapped herself more tightly. Because she didn't have the strength to get up and flee, she had to find a little security in such a stupid way.

"I picked it up!"

The young man raised his voice, his face full of confidence and arrogance.

"What? What do you want? ”

Yun Qilan's eyes were wide and round, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

"Let you stay at my house! Wouldn't it be nice to be free from the pain of displacement from now on? ”

The young man named Fang Yan smiled even more proudly, but Yun Qilan's heart was even more flustered.

"Your home...... It can't be a copycat, right? ”

Yun Qilan probably didn't remember Fang Yan's explanation because of fear.

"Hahaha, you're wrong! My house is a den of bandits, and today I was lucky enough to meet a ......."

"I ...... I...... I'm not going to be your ......."

Fang Yan's joking remarks frightened Yun Qilan's face pale, and she struggled to get up.

"Haha, my lady of the village, but many women dream of doing it!"