Today was December 8th, and he finally waited for her to return, and they could finally enjoy the camellia in the valley together.

Xia Yuke parked the car in the sea of flowers, Xia Yuke was not in a hurry to break the silence, he walked to the co-pilot's position after getting out of the car, and slowly opened the door for Zhao Qingqian.

I was attracted by the hot and vigorous camellia flowers in front of me, and my eyes were full of surprises.

After getting off the bus, you will be in a wide valley, and the air will be filled with the faint fragrance of camellia, which will make you intoxicated.

The winter sun lazily hits the soft and elastic petals of the camellia, and the flowers that have not faded the dew drops are crystal clear under the warm sun, and the posture is sprinkled on the ground, and the face is radiant, which is really fragrant and fragrant, and the bloom is cheerful and comfortable.

Qingqian happily wandered in the sea of flowers on tiptoe, and her thin back shuttled among the flowers.

This reminded Xia Yuke of the first time he saw her, it was still summer, she was wearing a dress, her slightly curly hair was scattered around her waist, and the woman was bright and clean like a flower fairy in the sun, which was also the key glance, giving him the illusion that there would be a story between them.

Suddenly, Zhao Qingqian saw a flower on a camellia tree fall to the ground.

Very distressed, he stepped forward and carefully picked up the sad flower bones on the ground.

Xia Yuke marveled at the way of thinking that is ingrained in a person's bones, and how strikingly similar this scene is to that of twelve years ago.

Zhao Qingqian has been staring at the flowers in front of her, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, her memory is vague, and the faintly visible little girl seems to feel sad for the white flowers that fell on the ground, it seems that there is a little boy walking away like her, and the little boy's delicate and innocent face reflects a soft and warm luster in the dusk.

Qing Qian raised his head, although the memory is vague, but familiar, through the warm winter sun, she saw Xia Yuke standing in the flower tea tree, with an affectionate gaze in his eyes, his resolute face, in the winter sun as soft as the gentle little boy in the memory, but unfortunately, the appearance of the little boy in the memory can never be remembered, obviously it is very close, when I want to get closer, I find it so far.

"If I said that we used to know each other, would you believe it" Xia Yuke finally no longer planned to hide this matter in his heart, the person he had been thinking about for more than ten years was by his side, but he wanted the two of them to hide the familiarity in their hearts at the same time, what a happy time, why let the stranger stand in the way between the two, want to recognize but can't recognize each other.

"Then when did we meet", she looked at his amber eyes with anticipation, the reality is indeed full of incredible, but when she thinks of every time she sees him, the strong and incomparable sense of familiarity in her heart is accompanied by the powerlessness of billions of years, although she never thought that they really knew each other, and there was no figure of him in her limited memory, but when she heard what he said, she was more not surprised, but a sense of security!

"It's a long story, let's go back and finish eating first" Xia Yuke said slowly, all kinds of complex feelings in his heart are intertwined, and he can't see any feelings in his eyes clearly, although Xia Yuke plans to say what happened when he was a child, but when he thinks of the car accident, Xia Yuke still needs to think about it, he doesn't want to mention the pain of the past, the string in his heart has been tortured by memory in the long river of twelve years, and his body is full of bruises!

The dog's sense of smell and hearing are very sensitive, just lying on the sun sleeping "Huan Yan", hearing the familiar sound of the car engine, cheered up very much, tried his best to speed up the frequency of the little short legs, until he saw them, it made a happy and coquettish sound, jumping between Xia Yuke and Zhao Qingqian, hanging down the tongue, shaking the little head left and right, looking particularly cute.

Seeing its little toes covered with mud, jumping non-stop on Qingqian's body, "Huanyan, don't be so unreasonable", the smart dog will look at the owner's face, distinguish the joy, anger and sorrow of the voice, and obviously feel Xia Yuke's seriousness, Huanyan no longer jumps hard, sadly picked up the ground, his eyes are watery, and he looks very aggrieved.

Although she also dislikes that its toes are full of mud, Zhao Qingqian also likes dogs, and she is so close to it, the first time they met, they felt its friendliness. Seeing the originally well-behaved and lively dog, but listless at this time, Qing Qian and Xia Yuke saw Huan Yan at this time, and they couldn't give up, after all, Huan Yan often stayed in the cabin alone, and he couldn't see his master every day, looking forward to it every day, and finally looking forward to it one day, but it must be very uncomfortable to be blamed by the owner.

Zhao Qingqian bent down, Xia Yuke also bent down, originally Zhao Qingqian wanted to pick up Huanran on the ground, but Xia Yuke didn't want to dirty her clean clothes, so she picked up the puppy before she moved.

Perhaps feeling the distress of the master, Huan Yan raised his head happily in Xia Yuke's hands.

Uncle Xiang's craftsmanship is really getting better and better, and the meals he cooks are getting better and better every time.

"Uncle Xiang, sit down and eat together." It's rare that Xia Yuke is in such a good mood, and the tone of greeting has become very sunny, although the relationship between Xia Yuke and Uncle Xiang is usually very good, but Uncle Xiang watched Xia Yuke grow up from childhood, and his emotions couldn't escape his eyes.

It has been ten years since he returned to the Xia family, and he has never seen him really happy, except for the fact that he often thinks about a little girl in a daze, he has never seen him interested in anything.

As for Zhao Qingqian, Uncle Xiang likes it more and more, although it is rare for Qingqian and Uncle Xiang to say a few words, but this girl looks like that kind and regular, simple and gentle, now that the world is declining, most girls are like money, no one in their eyes, Uncle Xiang has always been low-key and simple, what he saw from her eyes was the respect of a younger generation for his elders, and there was no vanity.

"Young Master and Miss Zhao eat more, I have already eaten before, where is it not appetizing, give me advice" Although Uncle Xiang eats with Xia Yuke on weekdays, but today the young master brought a girl, Uncle Xiang is not an ignorant old feudal, so he naturally knows to leave a little space for the two.

Xia Yuke naturally understood Uncle Xiang's thoughts, anyway, this place was close to his house, let him go back early to accompany his wife and daughter, maybe he would be happier.

"Okay, Uncle Xiang, you go back and rest first, I'm here here, and I don't have to come over at night."

Sure enough, after hearing what Xia Yuke said, Uncle Xiang looked happy.

When eating, he may not know the specific relationship with Xia Yuke, Qingqian still treats him as a leader in his heart, and he doesn't let go much, Xia Yuke thinks that he has to tell her about it anyway, and he is not in a hurry for this meal