Dongfang Yanye carefully looked at the girl in the photo, he looked straight at her clear eyes, as if through this photo can see the depths of the girl's soul.

Why is there a feeling of déjà vu, this feeling is so strong that his heart is inexplicably "poofing".

"Night, so you're here, I've been looking for a long time."

But when he heard a charming and moving voice coming from behind him, Dongfang Yanye was unmoved, still stopping and staring.

Xia Yuwei took a few steps forward, naturally grabbed Dongfang Yanye's arm, raised her eyes and saw the photo of Leng Zhuo's fox spirit on the wall, her eyes couldn't help but sink, and the corners of her red mouth were also very unhappy.

"Yuwei, do you know her?" Dongfang Yanye just glanced at the slender claw wrapped around his arm slightly, and asked indifferently.

"I don't know you, is the night interested in this low-level dual-dimensional cute girl?" Xia Yuwei asked pretending to be surprised.

Dongfang Yanye frowned slightly, glanced at the girl in the photo again, and said indifferently: "Let's go, I'm going to be late for class." ”

After saying that, he took the lead and walked forward.

Xia Yuwei's beautiful eyes in the back glanced at Leng Zhuo's photo, and then angrily followed the pace of Dongfang Yanye and left.

In the evening, the sky is covered with a colorful sunset like satin, and occasionally a herringbone flock of birds leaps through the brilliant sky.

Dongfang Yan Ye had a distinct and slender white finger holding a glass filled with rose-colored liquid, and he stood on the edge of the balcony, quietly looking at the crimson clouds in the sky, and fell into deep thought.

At this time, Dongfang Yao walked over.

"Ye'er, how did you think about what I told you?"

Dongfang Yao's sharp eyebrows were a little desolate, and the traces of time quietly climbed onto his once handsome and charming face, and half of his dark hair was silver-white.

Dongfang Yanye raised the wine glass in one hand, took a sip of the mellow liquid in the glass, and said, "Father, I promised you to study in the UK, but I don't want to decide too early about getting engaged to Yuwei." ”

"Okay, everything is as you wish, no matter what you do, your father will support you."

After a moment of silence, he saw Dongfang Yao gently patting his son's broad shoulder, but found that it was a little out of reach, it turned out that before he knew it, Ye'er had grown so tall.

Dongfang Yao sighed lightly, the years are urging people to get old.

Shiyun, how have you been doing all these years? Dongfang Yao looked up into the distance and slowly closed his deep eyes.

"Father, has Han found it?" Dongfang Yanye drank all the wine in the cup and asked.

"Well, I found it, but it's good to let him reflect and ponder for a while, so you don't have to bother him, one day he will figure it out, and he will naturally come back."

Dongfang Yao's eyebrows frowned slightly, this son is also a piece of his own heart, and he blames himself for making a mistake and letting him suffer so much pain and tribulation.

After a moment of silence, father and son drank wine and talked for the first time all night until dawn.

A few days later, a direct passenger plane flying directly to the United Kingdom soared over the city of C in the pure sky.

Dongfang Yanye, who was sitting in the first-class cabin, left this familiar and unfamiliar homeland with a stunned heart, and continued to look for the abandoned open space in his heart.

Maybe there will be no peace around him in the future, Dongfang Yanye forgot to glance at Xia Yuwei, who was still noisy and excited just now, but now he was lying quietly on his side sleeping soundly.

I didn't like her, I didn't hate her, no one knows what will happen in the future, everything just let it be.

But seeing Dongfang Yanye, he took out a silk handkerchief from the pocket of his jacket, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it lightly.

Time flies, but it has not changed, and it will always be by her side until she finds her.