In the depths of Yang Lan's heart, she has always been an unspeakable taboo about the existence of Yang Lan. She doesn't like others to talk about herself and her, and she doesn't like the shadow of Yang Lan engraved on Chang Lin's body.

In fact, in many cases, Yang Lan will have a kind of trance, as if she is really that Yang Lan, as if everything is just her own mediocrity.

Now lying in Sanyu's arms, for the first time in her life, Yang Lan seriously reflected on this love word. However, this introspection was only a short moment, and after a while, she opened her eyes wide and looked up at Sanyu excitedly.

"Sanyu, are you cold? Why do you keep shaking? Hearing her words, Sanyu let go weakly, took a few steps back, and slowly held his head.

After a while, he slowly raised his head, and at this time, a pair of gentle little hands also touched his eyes: "Sanyu, aren't you happy?" Tell me if it's okay and I'll help you. ”

Hearing this, Sanyu smiled bitterly. He looked at Xiang Yanglan seriously and said gently: "No, it's nothing, I'm just feeling uncomfortable for a while." ”

Yang Lan obviously didn't believe it, she looked at him seriously, looking at this handsome face in the moonlight, she suddenly felt her heart beating fast. In this heartbeat, there is a faint sense of worry and affection.

She held Sanyu's hand, lifted her feet, and "chirped" in his face again. Then he smiled and said to Sanyu: "Sanyu, don't be unhappy, if you are unhappy, I will not feel happy too." ”

Sanyu's hand holding her suddenly tightened, and then stretched out his arm to hold her tightly in his arms. He cried out in his heart, "Enough, enough! With this sentence, no matter what happens in the future, it will be enough for my life. ”

After this period of life and death, he has a much deeper understanding of many things. In his heart, he already clearly understood that Yang Lan must have an inseparable affection for himself or his uncle.

That feeling, if cultivated seriously, can be cultivated into deep love. In other words, he and Chang Lin, any of them, as long as they stay with Yang Lan, they can make her fall in love with herself.

But now for Sanyu, Yang Lan's feelings for him are still secondary, and there is always a hurdle in his heart, and there is no way to cross it. Even though he told himself again and again that he had the right to compete with his uncle, he had no obligation to give up Yanglan for his uncle's sake.

It's just that whether it is for this kind of reason or the facts, there is no way to eliminate the guilt in his heart. In the past 18 years, his uncle's influence on him has been too profound. Uncle is a well-deserved hero in his heart, and he has known since he was a child how hard and helpless his uncle loves. Now, no matter how many excuses he has, he can't let himself take away his uncle's greatest happiness and expectation in this life with peace of mind.

He hugged Yang Lan tightly, and his thoughts fluctuated. There was a disturbance in my heart for a while, and there was no quiet for a moment. It's just that there is a feeling in the subconscious: cherish this moment, this kind of time with her, you can hold her, and you can spend a moment, maybe there will be a moment less.

Yang Lan moved impatiently a few times, but still didn't break free from his embrace, she pouted and said softly: "Sanyu, I'm out of breath." ”

As soon as Sanyu's hand was released, Yang Lan jumped out of his embrace, she tilted her head to look at him for a while, reached out to hold his big hand, and said happily: "Sanyu, you were scared just now, right?" Don't be afraid, I'll protect you later. ”

She rolled her eyes, and suddenly asked seriously, "By the way, isn't your kung fu the same?" Is there a breakthrough? ”

Sanyu was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting her to ask this question. He shook his head and said, "It's still the same." ”

Speaking of this, he said lightly: "Kung Fu has reached my point, and it is even more difficult to go further, unless there is an excellent opportunity to break through." ”

Speaking of which, he was about to say that like Chang Lin, those who reached the peak in their thirties were not only talented, but also had great opportunities. But the words came to my mouth and I swallowed them again.

He was absolutely reluctant to mention Chang Lin in front of Yang Lan now, and secretly decided to avoid the topic of uncle as much as possible in the future.

The two chatted for a while, and when they saw the moon sinking in the west, they returned to the room to rest. There are not many farmhouse rooms, Yanglan and Liji are one room, and Sanyu is one room. When Yang Lan entered, Liji was still sleeping deeply, and a slight snoring sounded.

Yang Lan hid in another small bed, she tossed and turned for a while, but there was no way to fall asleep, whether it was the anger of leaving Chang Lin or the joy of meeting Sanyu, it made her heart rise and fall for a while.

She tossed and turned on the bed until the rooster crowed, and she fell into a deep sleep.

She didn't wake up until the afternoon. Ran out to see that the sun actually reached the west, after Yang Lan washed up, she glanced at Liji, who was still sleeping heavily on the bed, and couldn't help but roll her eyes, and took out a little rouge powder from the mustard seeds.

After drawing a picture of a little ghost on Liji's face, Yang Lan jumped out of the room.

Seeing her come out, the peasant housewife, a simple woman in her thirties, couldn't help but smile respectfully: "Miss, are you up?" Your brother is boxing outside. ”

Yang Lan snorted, looked at the wrinkled peasant woman with a wrinkled face, and said gently: "Eldest sister, what about the eldest brother?" Did you go to work? ”

When the peasant woman heard her call her eldest sister, she grinned happily at the moment, and she said happily: "Yes, he went to work after eating the wine and food sold by your eldest brother early in the morning." I'm sorry to ask you to break the bank. ”

Yang Langge smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, my eldest brother has a lot of money. With that, she grimaced and ran out the door. As soon as he went out of the door, he saw Sanyu dancing under a willow tree, holding a branch, and next to him, there were three or four children, who were watching his every move with a pair of tiger eyes.

Yang Lan had never seen Sanyu like this, and couldn't help but smile. Hearing her laughter, Sanyu gathered the branches and strode towards her. He walked up to Yang Lan, looked at her dotingly, and said, "Why do you sleep so late?" ”

After casually saying something to her, he turned back to the children who looked at him and said, "Okay, that's all for today, you can play." Big brother still has something to do. ”

After sending away the reluctant children, he looked at Xiang Yanglan, looked at it carefully, and asked softly, "Did you sleep well?" ”

Yang Lan nodded, and Chang Yu looked around with a smile and said softly, "It's quite comfortable here." After many years of mixing in the rivers and lakes, I really didn't expect that farm life would be so comfortable. ”

Speaking of this, he looked at Yang Lan and said softly word by word: "Yang Lan, let's go to the south and find a village to live in, okay?" He said as he stared at Yang Lan tightly, as if he was not ready to let go of her every expression.