As he spoke, an ancient bell sounded in the distance, which was unique and rich, and the crisp eaves bell could be heard interspersed within.

"It's not too early, I'll send you back first." Ling Haofeng took off his eyes and looked at her again, "The snacks you brought to my mother last time, she liked them very much. I also asked me to let you go over to play next time I meet you. ”

"I do it at home in my spare time. Aunt Ling likes it, I'll just make some more for you to bring to you. Lan Qingchuan picked up the bag, put on his hat, and as he walked out, when he raised his eyes, the sky was blue with a misty gray.

She looked away, slipped on her coat, and slipped into the car.

Evening.

Han Luochen drove with a cold face, and next to him was Luo Jie, who was drunk. As the car drove past the tree-lined villa, he slowed down and was looking to see a Maybach driving out of the park.

He looked closely, but couldn't make out the figure behind the window.

With a turn of his eyes, he saw Lan Qingchuan next to the wrought iron gate. Wrapped in a thick woolen coat with a cold and indifferent face, she was about to turn around and go in after sending Ling Haofeng off. Han Luochen hurriedly sounded his horn, poked his head out of the car window and smiled and bent his eyes: "Hi." ”

Lan Qingchuan turned around, and when he saw that it was him, there were beads of sweat on his forehead, and his eyebrows and eyes were even more black. She pointed to his thin sweaty short sleeves, and said "Beware of colds", her tone was light, but he didn't hear much concern, only to see her leave after speaking, and didn't look back, don't mention inviting him in to sit.

He pursed his lips, raised his leg and kicked Luo Jie, who was snoring and sleeping next to him.

It's November.

After the academic summary at the end of the semester, it is a long vacation.

Returning from the academy, Lan Qingchuan leaned on the soft leather saddle, quietly thinking about things.

There's been a lot going on this month.

Her coming-of-age ceremony was almost planned. My grandfather wanted her to go back to the manor before the end of the month. Her father, Fang Chaozhong, plans to make up for it in China, but the date has not yet been set.

At the beginning of the month, there is a graduation party in the college.

Her life has always been simple and quiet, but this year is too special for her, and even a little difficult to accept.

After the holiday began, the tutors arranged by Fang Yuzhong began to come over to teach her one after another. Fang Yuzhong's original words were that he hoped that she could grow to his satisfaction as soon as possible.

His satisfaction is not as simple as meeting expectations. He would come over regularly to check on her schoolwork, and he didn't like to listen to flattery and was extremely harsh, and the teachers could only tell the truth about how she had been doing.

Lan Qingchuan couldn't deny that he was related to him, and he couldn't deny that he had a smart sense that was far beyond ordinary people that was extremely similar to him.

But when she faced his cold and handsome face, she didn't want to look at his unsympathetic and shallow eyes. She didn't understand that this man could still try to control and arrange her life with such a posture, with a calm face but a strong face. He just gave her life, but gave her so many years of pain.

When I see him, I can only think of my mother's tears and my lonely gray childhood.

Rubbing her eyebrows, she rolled down the window, and a cold wind quickly rushed into the car. She felt a lot more sober, and when she looked closely, she had arrived at the commercial plaza not far from the clubhouse.

There were a lot of people in the square, many children holding balloons and wearing hats, running around, and when they passed by her car, they would raise their little heads to look at her.

Looking at those pure and immature eyes, she suddenly wanted to walk alone and take a break.

Lan Qingchuan retracted his gaze, picked up his handbag, asked the driver to go back first, and walked over slowly.