The situation was unprecedentedly chaotic, and with the help of this, Lan Qingchuan was brought back safely. The whole ship she was on was contained, she was well hidden, still asleep in the turbulence of the sea.

This part of the sea, the shallows, was dyed blood-red.

Lan Qingchuan was brought back and escorted overnight to France, Europe. Lan Yuanli, who learned the exact news, naturally breathed a long sigh of relief.

He finally said a polite word to Ou Yanzhe, "For so many days, I am very grateful for your help. Lan must also have something to thank. ”

Ou Yanzhe sat in a corner sofa and smiled gently and elegantly.

When Lan Qingchuan returned to the familiar land at his feet, it was raining heavily in Paris. In the midst of the summer rainstorm, she was helped out of the car. As soon as the commander arrived in Paris, he would inevitably go to the Royal Palace of Marta to restore his life. The car was parked under the dome of Guanghua Gate, and the Lan clan had already sent a car to pick her up.

The black motorhome, shiny from the rain, was unobtrusively parked under a Roman column.

There was a white mist in front of Lan Qingchuan's eyes. She looked intently, and there was a familiar figure standing in front of the car, and the driver was holding an umbrella for him. The man's eyebrows are noble and gentle, his style is noble, and he has the outstanding elegance of an ink painting, which is a kind of temperament after years of precipitation.

Lan Qingchuan looked at him steadily, his eyes were damp and hot and sour by the moisture, she listened to his gentle call from the rain, he walked towards him with an umbrella, his face was soft and smiling, and there was a smile in his eyes, his joy was so obvious.

He said, "Kiyokawa, go home." ”

He held up an umbrella for her, and at once cut off the rain. She finally shuddered, hugged him, tightly, and for a long time. After so many days of depression, hesitation, depression, fear, and gloom suddenly withdrew from her deep calmness, her emotions were out of control, and she called him in a low voice, "Uncle......"

Lan Yuanli was stunned for a moment, then sighed and touched the top of her slightly wet hair.

The heavy rain continued for several days, and the Lan Manor was as quiet and beautiful as ever, and it was rejuvenated in this white and humid area.

It's another year of gorgeous summer flowers, Lan Qingchuan never thought that she would have to go through so much difficulty even when she returned here.

Regarding her return, the Lan clan has blocked the news and is not allowed to do so, but the people in the manor are all happy, the big manor that has been silent for too long has not happened such a surprise for a long time.

On the night Lan Qingchuan was picked up, she didn't see her grandfather. She also knew in her heart that Lan Yuanli didn't mention it, because she didn't want her to be hurt anymore.

He instructed the white mother who was waiting on the side, "Take the young lady to take a hot bath first." If you want to eat, Kiyokawa, I'll let the kitchen do it for you. ”

She shook her head, feeling up and down, exhausted.

After taking a shower, she returned to her room, which had never changed, and was cleaned every day, waiting for her return. Not long ago, she was still the Chu Li who lost her memory, and she was brought back to live here, but in a hurry, before the night passed, Gong Shu was taken away.

It's too familiar, it's too warm, it's the place where she has lived in Lan Qingchuan for more than ten years.

Her white mother wiped her hair with a towel and hugged her tightly with a quilt, knowing that her body was injured and could no longer withstand the wind and rain.

She said over and over again, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back." ”