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Fan Xiaoyu cried happily for a while, only then did he feel that his mood that had been accumulated for several months was a little better, and he couldn't help but feel a little shy when he thought of himself being so out of shape. Wu Yanzhi hurriedly motioned to his entourage to quickly bring up the water and let her clean her face.

Fan Xiaoyu washed his face embarrassedly, and covered his eyes with a towel, and then returned it to the entourage and said thank you in passing.

"Dongjia, I'm Brother Xiang'er! It is the honor of the villain to serve you, how can you be a thank you! The entourage laughed, but when he saw Fan Xiaoyu's face, he was suddenly stunned.

"It turned out to be Brother Xiang'er, I haven't seen you for a while, you seem to have changed a lot!" Fan Xiaoyu smiled slightly, although his eyes and nose were still red, his spirit was much better.

"Yes, the villain has followed the adult, and he has gained a lot of knowledge." Brother Xiang'er stared at her face, obviously a little absent-minded.

"Brother Xiang!" Seeing him so presumptuous, Wu Yanzhi couldn't help but feel a little displeased, and shouted in a deep voice.

Brother Xiang'er hurriedly lowered his head, but then raised it again, attached it to his ear, and whispered: "My lord, do you think the owner is a bit like those paintings painted by Engong Daxia?" ”

This is already the fourth person to say who she looks like? Fan Xiaoyu was even more puzzled in his heart.

Wu Yanzhi was said so by Brother Xiang. Let's take a look at Fan Xiaoyu again. Not really. There seems to be a slight difference between the two of them. But the charm is very similar. Hurriedly commanded: "Quick." Go to the Engong house and get a portrait to see. Maybe the girl will recognize Engong. ”

"Big brother. What's going on? Who do you say I'm like? Fan Xiaoyu asked suspiciously.

"Little sister. Do you remember that the eldest brother once said that when the eldest brother went to Beijing to catch the exam, he encountered a robber and was rescued by a hero, right? ”

"Hmm. Remember. ”

"It's not a coincidence, you say. Four months ago. There's a teenager there. I don't know who I am. I met him by accident. I found out that he was actually the hero who saved me in the first place. Wu Yanzhi helped her sit down. Excitedly tell the story from one thing to another. But somehow the hero broke his head. I don't remember anything before. I only remember one girl. Every few days, I painted a portrait of a girl. Ask around if people know her. these months. There is almost no one in our small county town who doesn't know what this hero likes and this girl looks like. It's more coincidental. That girl on the ground is so similar to you! ”

Hearing his description, Fan Xiaoyu's heart, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly thumped again, and at this moment, Brother Xiang had already trotted back the painting, and it unfolded at once.

I saw that the woman in the painting was combing a very simple hairstyle, but she couldn't hide her bright and moving look, with straight eyebrows, two clear eyes that seemed to be able to speak, Joan's nose was firm, the corners of her ruddy mouth still had a smile that seemed to be angry and angry, her cheeks were faintly flushed, and then she looked at the clothes on her body, but it was the same as the one she was wearing now.

"Big brother......" Fan Xiaoyu's tears welled up again, grabbed Wu Yanzhi's hand tightly, stared at him with great anticipation, as if all his strength and hope were concentrated on him, and said in a trembling voice, "What about others?" What about this painter? ”

She was in a hurry, and she was very energetic, and Wu Yanzhi, who was pinching directly, secretly gasped for air, and then hurriedly replied: "Although this hero doesn't remember the past, he insists on supporting himself, because the portraits he painted are lifelike, so the eldest brother funded him to open an art gallery on the street......"

"Take me, take me to ......" Before he finished speaking, Fan Xiaoyu had already pulled him up and ran out.

Wu Yanzhi felt that his entire body seemed to rise into the air, and it was instantaneous

In the hall, when he arrived at the entrance of the yamen, the officials at the door of the bluff jumped.

"Big brother, which side?" Fan Xiaoyu is anxiously authentic.

"That'...... Over there, ......" Wu Yanzhi hadn't recovered from the sudden take-off, and hurriedly pointed in a direction, before the words fell, his body had been pulled by Fan Xiaoyu and rushed up again.

The mountain city is very small, and the art gallery is not far from the county government, Wu Yanzhi felt that the wind in his ears was whistling, and the person had stopped, and the force in his hand like being tortured disappeared, and his little sister was looking at the hero Engong who was painting for a minority couple in the art gallery.

"Ding Che ......" Fan Xiaoyu's tears began to be misty again, and he unconsciously muttered out the name that haunted his dreams.

The young man who was painting heard this call, and the brush suddenly paused, and slowly turned his head.

With bright eyebrows and eyes, a peerless handsome nose, and the familiar lips that she once pounced on, and that handsome appearance, there will be no second one in the world.

"You ......" The young man who painted stood up sleepwalking, not even noticing that the brush fell and made a black stroke on his white robe, and his eyes suddenly released an extremely misty but extremely hot light, and walked towards her step by step, as if in an instant, only he and her were left in heaven and earth, "I must know you." ”

"You know me, of course you know me!"

Fan Xiaoyu wanted to rush to meet him, but his feet were rooted in place as if they were rooted, even if his eyes were hazy, he didn't dare to blink lightly, for fear that in the blink of an eye, the person who thought about him day and night would disappear, and all of this was just a dream.

"What's my name? Who am I? The handsome boy walked a step across from her before he stood still with a frown, raised his hand, and tried to touch her face, but hesitated in the air.

"Your name is Ding Che, Ding Che, Ding Che!" Fan Xiaoyu grabbed his hand and gently pressed it against his face, tears rolled down, flowed in from his fingers, and soon wet his palm, "You used to ...... Said...... You want to marry me, you once said...... To be ...... specifically for me Draw a picture ......"

She choked so hard that she had to snort hard every time she said a few words, but her gaze was always tightly intertwined with him, and she refused to separate the slightest bit.

"What about you? Who are you? ”

"My name is Fan Xiaoyu, Fan Xiaoyu, Fan Xiaoyu!" Fan Xiaoyu couldn't help but close his sour eyes, feeling the warmth of his palm, and then greedily threw himself into his arms no longer bearable.

Wu Yanzhi wanted to open her mouth and ask her if her name was not Ye Rujun, why did she become Fan Xiaoyu again, but the scene in front of her could be seen by anyone who was not blind, how the two of them loved each other deeply, even if the memory could be lost, but the feeling engraved in the bones could not be forgotten.

Fan Xiaoyu...... The young ......man muttered in confusion, but his hands hugged her tightly as if he were self-conscious, as if he had loosened a little, and the girl in the painting would disappear.

"Yes, it's me, it's me!" Fan Xiaoyu choked and pleaded, "Ding Che, think for me, think for me!" ”

Hearing that he was still repeating his name in confusion, Fan Xiaoyu desperately broke away from his embrace slightly, held his face, kissed him without hesitation, and kissed him frantically. The tears flowed down his lips, and in the entanglement of his lips and tongues, they also spread out on the tip of his tongue, salty, but sweet, like the deepest and most beautiful memory in his mind, jumping up like a butterfly.

In the interval between the gasps of the "French ......", the young man suddenly spit out three words inexplicably, and then smiled brightly, "I really want to remember something." ”

"Ding Che ......" Fan Xiaoyu looked at him in surprise, but saw that the next second the young man had suddenly fainted in her arms with a smile, and fell asleep, like the purest sleeping beauty in the world.

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Looking at the ranking of the monthly pass hovering around fifteen, it is very itchy, and the relatives hurry up to help me, let the couple go to the top fifteen, and give a big one!

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