She said, "I didn't have time to thank you last time you were in a hurry. He sat on the side and ate oranges, his lips were moist, he looked handsome and delicate, his short hair was wet and sticky to his forehead, and he looked pure and clean, like a big child.

"If it weren't for you, I'd probably have died in the blizzard that night." She pointed to her ankle again, "Don't feel guilty, Han Luochen, I'm lucky to be able to save this life, this injury is really nothing." ”

This girl is exquisite, he has not shown anything, she can already guess his thoughts. He liked her calmness and clarity, so that there seemed to be a heart-to-heart between the two.

"Lan Qingchuan, you don't know, because it's you, I feel so uncomfortable and blame myself." He reached out and gently touched the wound on her forehead, where the marks were no longer visible, and there was still some feeling to the touch. His smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, Lan Qingchuan didn't know what he was thinking, he only felt that he was hiding a heavy heart. "You don't know how disgusted I am for not being able to send those people to prison with my own hands."

The lonely and lost young man looked extremely serious, he looked at her surprised eyes, his eyelashes trembled, but he didn't spill the firelight, "Lan Qingchuan, even I don't know that I like you so much." ”

Two days later, Lan Qingchuan got the news from Zhou Luzhi that Han Luochen went abroad alone. It's the end of the year, and I don't know what I'm thinking. He has always been spontaneous, and no one can stop him. He didn't tell anyone when he would be back.

When Luo Jie came to pick up Zhou Luzhi, he glanced at the silent Lan Qingchuan with a smile, "He just went to relax." Don't worry. ”

Lan Qingchuan didn't expect that the kiss he gently landed on the back of her hand that night would mean goodbye.

The teenager didn't say anything to her.

France across the ocean.

Tranquil and secluded province of Lotter.

Ou Yanzhe had just returned from New York, and after returning to China, he received a call from his grandmother. The old lady, who had been lonely for too long, suddenly missed her young grandson.

The province of Lot is famous for the famous Shesidon house, and many of the properties here belong to the old lady of Hetan. She is the only female prince and has a street of honor in the most prosperous part of the Marta Palace.

The old lady Hetan lived in the Lamper Palace in the golden hall, and lived in a simple house and rarely showed up. She was an extremely wise and stern old lady, whom she had nurtured Longerak's current heir, Ou Yanzhe.

When Ou Yanzhe came over, the old lady had just woken up and was a little in good spirits. At a glance, she looks like a woman who has been through a lot, her eyes are deep blue and self-controlled, and she always looks at people with scrutiny.

She was obviously very happy when she saw Ou Yanzhe. "I'm so glad I can see you when I open my eyes, Hiko."

Ou Yanzhe respectfully called her grandmother.

is so young, but the color in her eyes is the same as hers. Mrs. Hetan raised her hand and touched his soft blonde hair, smiled, and had more noble eye lines, "It's a lot taller than what I saw last year, and this hair has grown a lot." ”

The only pride she had in the rest of her life was this handsome and deep grandson.

"The last time your mother came to see me and told me a lot about you, I was very satisfied." She touched his increasingly aggressive eyes, Ou Yanzhe bent down slightly and closed his eyelashes slightly, "Grandmother, don't blame me, there have been too many things in the past year, and it is difficult to find time to see you." ”