No one has set foot on the second floor of the lake for a long time, although it has been cleaned up and tidy, but there is still a faint smell of Xylella floating in the air. Ziho himself pushed the upstairs windows open to take in the scenery along the lake.

It's already evening, and in the park along the lake in the distance, there are fishermen sitting on the shore of the lake, couples walking hand in hand, chasing frolicking children. The new red lanterns hung during the New Year have not been removed, and they are scattered and dotted, echoing the long old-fashioned lantern array outside the restaurant along the lake.

Qi Huo saw Luo Chuanhua coming from the shore of the lake, and waved at him with a smile. Luo Chuanhua, who was downstairs, seemed to feel the gaze of others, raised his head, stretched out his hand and waved towards Qi Huo.

After Luo Chuanhua's figure was hidden and the eaves were upturned, Qi Huo turned around. said to He Shiyi, who was sitting at the table and pouring himself a drink: "Chuanhua is already here, you can make amends for me later." You can do this kind of thing, it's really a sworn goodbye. ”

This is really, not very polite.

He Shiyi didn't reply, as if he hadn't heard it at all, and just buried his head in drinking.

After a while, Luo Chuanhua was led up to the second floor by his buddy.

"The fourth brother is righteous enough." Qi Huo hurried over and patted Luo Chuanhua on the shoulder. His nature was indifferent, and his sudden and enthusiastic demeanor made Luo Chuanhua feel a little uncomfortable.

He Shiyi glanced up at Luo Chuanhua, did not make any special moves, continued to pour wine by himself, and greeted him casually: "It's here." ”

Luo Chuanhua was also only inaudible, "Hmm." "Yes.

The wine and food are naturally the best, and the three people at the banquet, except for Qi Huo, who is very lively left and right, the other two are very speechless. Gradually, Qi Huo also became lazy and drank by himself.

Luo Chuanhua was not yet well-fed, and after drinking a few glasses of cold wine, he began to cough again.

He Shiyi sat opposite him, stretched out his hand, and took the wine jug in front of Luo Chuanhua in the air: "If you can't drink it, why bother with it." ”

"Wet suits." Qi Huo, who was sitting between the two, frowned slightly.

"It doesn't matter." Luo Chuanhua smiled faintly at Qi Huo, didn't care at all, and then said to He Shiyi: "I remember that in Qitai, when we first met, you didn't want to see me. I didn't care, I just thought you didn't look down on my personality. Today I realized that there were other reasons for this. ”

Luo Chuanhua's tone was not excited, it was still an ordinary tone. It's as if talking about something extremely mundane. He Shiyi's hand holding the wine jug was unconsciously white. The flask has a light green glaze, which is as smooth as jade, and although the hands have exhausted their strength, it seems that they cannot be implemented.

"It was all years ago, we drank and what we were talking about." Qi Huo hurriedly snorted, glanced at Luo Chuanhua with a smile, and then glanced at He Shiyi.

"Big brother, you let me finish it once today. I'm afraid that it will be difficult to have such an opportunity in the future. Luo Chuanhua coughed for a while, his face flushed.

"I was actually very happy to learn that my second brother was my own brother. I have no intention of pursuing a career, and it hasn't been a day or two, and the eldest brother and second brother naturally know about it. If the second brother arranged the assassination because he was worried that I would hinder his future, I don't believe it. Luo Chuanhua stared at He Shiyi opposite, as if he wanted to ask for an answer.

After listening to Luo Chuanhua's words, Qi Huo was also slightly puzzled.

"If you do it, you will do it, and I am not going to deny it, why did you say so much." Although He Shiyi's brows were still frowning, his expression was no longer as tense as before.

"You already know that my father has other arrangements for my return to China, but he just follows his wishes and makes a show. Is it? Luo Chuanhua seemed to have a complete understanding of the whole story, and told the story.

"You're thinking too well. Whether this assassination is a temptation or something else, I am imperative. He Shiyi's face was solemn, not like he was joking at all.

"Naturally, I know that what my mother did to you, you want to get a thing or two from me, it's not too much." Luo Chuanhua smiled and looked calm. In an instant, his face became solemn again: "Second brother, I know that you are more suitable for this position than me, and I also believe that you can govern Jinyuan better." ”

"I will." He Shiyi didn't shirk at all, and reached out to clasp Luo Chuanhua's outstretched hand.

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is an excellent day, and the sun shines exceptionally brightly on this day.

From a distance, there was a lively scene outside the Yaci Residence. Naturally, there are many people from the political and business circles, or guests in suits and leather shoes or brocade robes, who come and go between the official residences.

The bustling bustle outside, He Xinwan couldn't hear it.

The room was silent, and she was in front of the dressing mirror, with a white wedding dress and a little rouge. Although the years have left traces on the face, it does not hinder the beauty and cleanliness of this body.

The door of the new house was gently pushed open, and Luo Rongkai, dressed in a white suit, appeared in front of He Xinwan. The handsome and noble young man in his memory is now the highest person in charge of Jinyuan with gray temples and military power.

"You look really good in your wedding dress." It is rare for Luo Rongkai to smile so genuinely and gently.

"Say what?" After all, there were a few maids and servants standing next to him, and after hearing this, He Xinwan instantly blushed and lowered her head.

"A bunch of people outside, why did you get up?" He Xinwan remembered something and looked at Luo Rongkai eagerly.

"It doesn't matter, the wet suit and Chuanhua are there." Luo Chuanhua slowly walked in front of He Xinwan: "I'll give you something." ”

Luo Rongkai's palm was spread out, and a long cluster of new red velvet boxes appeared in front of He Xinwan's eyes.

"What?" He Xinwan glanced at Luo Rongkai suspiciously, and then stretched out her hand to open it.

With the dumb sound of the lid opening, a glossy pink pearl necklace appeared in front of him.

The moment He Xinwan saw the necklace, her face changed color slightly, and she hurriedly turned her face away.

"I wanted to give you a chain at that time, but I never had the chance." After Luo Rongkai finished speaking, he unconsciously sighed slightly: "I'll help you put it on!" ”

Luo Rongkai's slight sigh seemed to bring He Xinwan back to the old days.

remembers that it was a meeting not long after giving birth to wet clothes, and it was also the last meeting between the two in 28 years.

By chance, it coincided with Mo Jiaxi's wedding, although the bride was not Xiaoxian, but looking at the strange woman in a white wedding dress, I still felt extraordinarily beautiful.

They stood in the crowd, clasped hands, and whispered in their ears: "The bride is so beautiful......

Her heart at that time was still somewhat sad. I couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and I was about to leave. In the oblique stab, a woman watching the ceremony next to her suddenly pulled her sleeve and said a little sourly: "The bride's dress looks good!" ”

"Not as good as the pearl necklace around her neck." He Xinwan stood in the crowd and muttered, not all for the sake of replying to the words of the woman next to her. In fact, she knew that the pearl necklace was an ancestral heirloom of the Mo family, and it was only passed on to the head daughter-in-law of the Mo family.

However, after such a long time, he still remembers.

But in fact, it seems that I don't remember it all.

The lock of the necklace is chic and small, Luo Rongkai lowered his head and fiddled with it for a long time, but he still did not untie it. A hand stretched out from the horizontal arm and took the necklace in Luo Rongkai's hand.

"This body, Xiaoxian has already cleaned up for me. I've worn other jewelry, and I'm afraid it's unlucky to change it, so I'll keep it first! He Xinwan spoke, her face gradually calmed down, but the hand holding the necklace was still a little trembling.

"Well, you decide." Luo Rongkai withdrew his hand and smiled slightly.

The servants had long since retired, and there were only the newlyweds in the huge room. He Xinwan lowered her head and stroked the pearl necklace in her palm, the small pink beads, smooth and silky, and the fingertips gently slid over and could not be implemented, He Xinwan's heart gradually gave birth to a sense of sadness.

Luo Rongkai stood there for a while, looking at where He Xinwan was sitting quietly. He quietly went out the door.