Heavy rain washed away the summer heat, and the sky was covered with heavy blue and black clouds after many days of humidity. There have been too many changes in the city, and Lan Qingchuan has only learned about some things recently, such as the son of the Ling family who got engaged and went to the United States to study with Miss Mu, a celebrity from the capital; For example, her villa in Xilin has been bought by a wealthy businessman not long ago; For example, there is still the old man of the Han family living in Xilin, the young man, who has returned to the place where the story began.

But all this has nothing to do with her. For more than a year, she couldn't go back.

Days in the city, no more, no less than a week. It really can't be delayed any longer, Lan Yuanli will attend Queen Centva's celebration, and it's time to return home. The dust has settled on Zhi Jingrou's case, and she doesn't need to worry about it anymore.

When she left the hotel, it was still raining outside, and there was no sunlight in sight, but the bright lights in the hall stinged her eyes. She closed her eyes and looked intently, but her gaze skipped over a familiar, thin figure.

It was the figure of a young man, sitting at the tea table in the hall, his eyes as sharp as ice blades, I don't know how long he looked at it like this, and when he suddenly met her, his eyes tightened, and slowly relaxed.

He slowly raised a smile, beautiful and eye-catching, as if alive as ever.

Lan Qingchuan's scarred heart was suddenly marked again, and the tingling and bitterness spread in an instant.

She was walking beside Lan Yuanli, and behind her were bodyguards and service staff. Her steps paused, and the people behind her naturally slowed down. Lan Yuanli looked sideways at her.

Lan Qingchuan stopped, his face was snow-white and bloodless, "Uncle, I saw my friend." I have a few words to say to him, you go first, and I'll be there in a moment. ”

Lan Yuanli naturally noticed the young man, he glanced at it, his expression was very light, nodded and followed her, and arranged for two bodyguards to follow her.

In the huge hall, many people walked by. The location was secluded, and not many people noticed it.

Han Luochen's appearance has changed a lot, he still looks like a teenager, young and vibrant, but he doesn't look like it, he has lost a lot of weight, big eyes, haggard and indifferent.

"Qingchuan, long time no see." He smiled, with a frightening bleakness and vulnerability. He still looked so proud and cold, with such an unassailable appearance, but he laughed and trembled, and completely exposed his mind in front of her.

"When did you come back, don't tell me, don't come to me, then I have to come to you." He took her hand and looked at her slender fingers, the skin on the back of her hand was snow-white, and you could feel the beating of the blood vessels inside when you pressed it gently.

Lan Qingchuan sighed softly and slowly. She held his hand instead, "Han Luochen, you have lost a lot of weight." She gestured at his wrist joint, so thin that the bones stood out.

He grabbed her hand at once, and it was so tight that every finger was embedded between his fingers, and the force was so great that she felt pain. He said hoarsely, "Lan Qingchuan, can I kiss you?" ”

His eyes were so desolate, like the color of fallen leaves in late autumn, brown, and there was no look at it, but there was a little bit of water in the corners of his eyes.

He stubbornly approached, kept getting closer, wanting to kiss her.

Lan Qingchuan remained motionless and let him hold his forehead. She watched in silence as he was about to cry, touched his face, pursed her lips, and hugged him.

She said, "You're so smart, why didn't you think why I didn't come to you?" She lowered her voice, clearly feeling the bones around his waist.

She closed her eyes, wondering how the two bruised men could hug each other and comfort each other.

Han Luochen hugged her tightly, getting harder and harder, as if grasping a part of her body. He said, "If I ask, will you tell me?" ”