Han Luochen raised his eyebrows, his brown eyes seemed to be smiling, he stepped forward and shook his outstretched palm, and quickly withdrew it, "No need to introduce, I know you." "Ling Haofeng is a well-known high-achieving student in Qingtan, born in a family, humble and gentle, and has excellent popularity. He'd heard it countless times, of course.

In addition, he also knew that Ling Haofeng was a frequent visitor on her side, and the two had a close relationship.

Ling Haofeng was born handsome, with dark midnight-like eyes, wise and tolerant. Han Luochen felt that he had the elegance and gentleness of a scholar, a clean face, excellent and incomparably coordinated facial features, and not aggressive, like a spring flowing quietly in the mountains.

Han Luochen suddenly felt unhappy in his heart.

He sat down on the sofa with a big grin, folded his legs, and lazily crooked in the sofa. casually took the dim sum box to Lan Qingchuan, "Xu Ji's, it's not very greasy, it's just your afternoon tea." ”

When the housekeeper heard this, he brought a set of tea sets, soaked the dried petals in the greenhouse, or last year's osmanthus flowers, and soaked the fragrant aroma all over the room.

She opened the box, and inside were two layers of delicate and small dim sum, and she took a piece of mung bean cake, which was printed with Xu Ji's logo, with a rich mung bean flavor, a sweet taste, and a freshly baked heat. She handed a piece to Ling Haofeng.

"It's much better than what I made myself."

He sat on the couch diagonally opposite her and drank tea quietly, but only tasted one piece of pastry.

It was raining outside, but it was getting heavier. Ling Haofeng always felt that the atmosphere was a little too quiet and weird, and glanced at Han Luochen who was leaning on the sofa, he didn't drink tea, only ate pastries, and pursed his lips to look at his phone. He sat for a while, raised his eyes and looked at Lan Qingchuan, "Girl, I'll go back first." The content of those books is very good, you can ask me if you don't understand anything. ”

"Let's wait for the rain outside to stop a bit before we leave." She shook her head slightly when she saw him, "Didn't you have a friend here, I'm not very good here." When he said this, Lan Qingchuan had no choice but to get up and call the driver to send him back. She sent her to the door and handed him the umbrella, "Brother Ling, I'm sorry for you." He smiled and touched the top of her soft hair, "What are you still being polite to me?" Girl, I'll come to see you next time. Before leaving, he was worried about her leg injury, "Take good care of it, don't leave any sequelae." Lan Qingchuan nodded and watched him leave.

When Lan Qingchuan came back, Han Luochen had almost eaten all the snacks in the box, he didn't know it, tilted his head and touched his phone, he didn't know what he saw, and his eyebrows were crooked.

Lan Qingchuan ordered the empty snack box, and there was only a thin layer of pastry crumbs left in it. She pushed him and frowned, "Isn't it uncomfortable to eat so much?" He lifted his eyelids, and his brown eyes were heavy, and he quickly rolled his eyes and snorted in his nose.

She simply put down the teacup, "You came here to be angry with me?" He was also unpleasant, lost his phone, and got straight to the point, "What do you have to do with him?" "It's not cool to watch.

Lan Qingchuan knew that he was going to ask this, and a pair of eyes stared straight at her, too stubborn, and he wouldn't give up.

She rubbed her eyebrows, "Don't think too much, I have known him since I was a child, and I am naturally close." ”

And let him not think too much. He hated to look at her calm and beautiful face, which made anyone who saw it probably happy. Although he didn't see that Ling Haofeng had any special emotions towards her, he lost to time just because he knew her years earlier than himself.

Isn't there a word for long-lasting love? The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and he must find a way to prevent it from happening.