Qi Xiyan, who was about to leave, turned back and stared at Ye Yuhan with excitement.

There was indescribable emotion in his eyes.

Ye Yuhan stared at Qi Xiyan, but his eyes were burned by his eyes, and he hurriedly buried his head and looked away.

"Are you okay?"

The night rain and cold disappeared from the look on his face, and pretended to be calm.

But at this time, Qi Xiyan suddenly sat in front of Ye Yuhan, holding her arm tightly with both hands, forcing her to look at him.

"You're my little seven, aren't you!"

Qi Xiyan insisted, as if he had to give up with an answer.

When Ye Yuhan saw him like this, his heart was slightly sour, he opened his mouth, and the words came to his mouth, but he didn't make a sound after all.

After she couldn't give her hope anymore, she let him down again.

Now that she is no longer a complete person, she can't promise him anything, so it's better not to say some things.

"Who I am, does it matter?"

Ye Yuhan said lightly.

Although she still retains her consciousness, in the eyes of outsiders, she and Yihuang have long been one and are one person.

But Qi Xiyan still has to be so insistent and want to distinguish who they are!

Hearing the sound, the light in Qi Xiyan's eyes dimmed slightly, and he stared at Ye Yuhan in a daze and did not make a sound.

For a moment, the room fell silent, and neither of them spoke again.

But even so, Ye Yuhan felt satisfied and could look at him quietly like this.

It seems that his body has recovered, but why did he suddenly appear here?

"Why are you here?"

Ye Yuhan couldn't help but say.

"To find you!"

Qi Xiyan replied, a pair of affectionate eyes staring at Ye Yuhan, and did not look away for a moment.

Ye Yuhan was stunned for a moment, but soon removed the discoloration on his face and returned to normal.

"What do you want me to do? Didn't Meng Ziyu tell you my words? ”

Ye Yuhan continued.

When she left before, she asked Meng Ziyu to tell him not to look for her again, and not to think about her anymore, it didn't make any sense, and Meng Ziyu scolded her for being ruthless at that time.

"By the way, is that why you're avoiding me?"

Qi Xiyan asked, staring at Ye Yuhan with both eyes, not letting go of any emotion on her face.

Ye Yuhan frowned slightly, and he couldn't think of an explanation for a while.

A moment of silence ensued.

After about a stick of incense, it was bustling outside.

The originally quiet street was filled with noisy noises.

Ye Yuhan's eyes flashed a different color, and he was about to get up to see what was going on, but there was a knock on the door.

"Girl, today is our unique festival in Gaozhen, let's have a good time!"

The voice of the shopkeeper came from outside the door, and after a while, he walked to the next room and knocked on the door.

Ye Yuhan thought about it, she was not interested, but at this time, Qi Xiyan had already taken her hand and walked outside the house without saying a word.

Feeling the warmth coming from the palm of his hand, Ye Yuhan couldn't help but look down at the big hand wrapped around his wrist, and the corners of his mouth were slightly smiling, and he didn't make a sound.

The two walked out of the inn and into the street.

At this time, lanterns were lit on both sides of the street, and bright lanterns illuminated the entire street as if it were daytime, and the two passed hand in hand.

As we continued, the conversation grew louder.

I saw that a group of people were surrounding the river, and there were all kinds of lights floating on the river, illuminating the entire river.

"What kind of holiday is this?"

Ye Yuhan whispered to himself.