readx;? Yan Shunhua thought that it would not be so smooth, but as a result, she swaggered away from the Yan family's big house like Yun Yarong, and no one found out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Not only did she not notice the auspicious Ruyi who occasionally served her, but even Shen Tong, who often accompanied Yun Yarong, did not distinguish it.

Following the schematic diagram that Yun Yarong had drawn for her in the early morning, as well as the sporadic memories that would flash from time to time, she slowly matched the scenes she saw with the pictures in her memory one by one.

The mountains, the water, and the pedestrians who greeted her from time to time on the road all made her feel very kind. Before she knew it, her pace slowed down.

I don't know if I don't see it, but I only know when I see it, in fact, everything is hidden deep in her heart, but she needs to reawaken those emotions that have fallen asleep but have not disappeared.

She once admired the cute river lanterns by the river, and later jumped into the icy river in order to save people in a fight; she once ran on this smooth avenue, letting the rain wet her skirt, and she couldn't wait; she once let the little flowers lead her slowly, even if she couldn't see it, she never felt afraid; she once took a few children to wander around the village, picking flowers and breaking willows......

Yan Shunhua measured the ground under her feet step by step, and as she remembered it bit by bit, she couldn't recall all the things immediately, even if it was a trivial moment, she wanted to understand it thoroughly.

Just when her head ached faintly, a male voice sounded with a little surprise, "Little girl?"

Yan Shunhua turned around when he heard this, and a young man in a crescent-colored shirt came over, and everything around him was overshadowed by the brilliance of his body.

She could hardly find the words to describe the beauty at that glance, and if she had to describe it, it would be stunning.

Even when she was close to the eyes, she still couldn't come back to her senses, just staring at each other in a daze.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed?"

Song Qingyan stretched out her right hand and shook it in front of her eyes, very satisfied with her loss of consciousness.

He had left home before, but he had never been able to find her out of the house since he returned.

Yan Shunhua came back to his senses. He looked at him for a few breaths before lowering his eyes, "Long time no see." ”

Song Qingyan saw that she was rarely quiet, and subconsciously took a big step forward with joy. Seeing this, Shen Tong immediately walked in front of Yan Shunhua vigilantly and blocked in the middle.

"Girl, are you going home? Didn't you make an appointment with the little master to play together? I'm afraid he is now looking through the autumn water. ”

Shen Tong rarely lied once, so he used such a lofty idiom, which made the corners of Yan Shunhua's eyes twitch.

But Song Qingyan frowned slightly. For this maid who suddenly appeared, he actually didn't like it. In particular, this person obviously hated him for approaching Yan Xiaoya.

I don't know how this strange maid appeared next to Yan Xiaoya, it seems that the two are not very close, but when facing him, the two are surprisingly consistent, dodging and avoiding, as if they have seen the plague.

It's a rare opportunity to seize the opportunity, and she seems to be in a good mood. Why don't you give it a go?

If she doesn't get her recognition, even if her parents make the decision to marry her to herself, I'm afraid she won't be able to do so.

Song Qingyan saw that she didn't run away like before, and made a decision in an instant, "Little girl, I have something to tell you." ”

Yan Shunhua saw him solemnly and was silent for a long time, then walked under a willow tree and motioned for Shen Tong to stand farther away, "It's okay." We'll just talk, and we'll be back with my brother soon. ”

Shen Tong wanted to say something more, but inexplicably, she obediently stepped back and stood still outside.

Song Qingyan also followed and walked under the willow tree. glanced at her with some doubts, and felt strangely in her heart that Yan Xiaoya seemed to be a little different.

"Can you remember something?"

Yan Shunhua raised his eyebrows and didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Song Qingyan subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and always felt that her current appearance was completely different from the coquettish demeanor when she saw her playing happily before. On the contrary, it is more like that time by the river, when facing the dog baby, the wind is calm and clear.

Thinking about it like this, he suddenly became a little unsure whether this was a good time to confess.

But as the saying goes, one blow and then three times exhaustion, there is no turning back from the bow, and the matter cannot be delayed any longer. She is about to be defeated, the first strike is strong, and the second attack is suffering.

He didn't want to hesitate and miss out on what might be the only opportunity.

"My heart is pleased with you, and I want to marry you. ”

As soon as he thought of this, the words of confession blurted out, Song Qingyan only felt that his heart was pounding, and he was about to jump out of his chest, and his handsome face was unconsciously stained with red glow, shining like a blood-dripping ruby in the morning breeze.

Yan Shunhua didn't expect that this person would confess to her, and she was stunned for a few breaths, only to find that he was still waiting for his answer, and his eyes were burning.

"Do you know what I like to eat?"

She withdrew her gaze, raised her hand to fold a few wicker branches, and quickly knitted a wreath in her hand.

"You're not a picky eater, you prefer meat to vegetarian dishes, especially pork belly and all kinds of pastries, except for carrots. ”

He hadn't eaten with her, and in fact, since they got older, they had rarely even been able to play or talk together. The old days of joy were just so quiet and gone.

But what kind of person is Song Qingyan? I will try my best to understand and fight for what I want. She is not a complicated person, many times, in fact, she is simple and ignorant, like a piece of jade, waiting for someone to carve it, discover her goodness, and release her beauty.

She makes him feel relaxed and happy, and often makes him laugh involuntarily, and no matter how big the trouble, it seems to disappear when it comes to her.

Even if he just watched it from such a distance, he felt satisfied. Now that he can get close to each other in peace and quiet, he feels more and more happy and comfortable.

This is the person he has taken a fancy to, silently watching for so many years, and now he is finally slim, like a delicate and bright flower bone, which is about to bloom.

How could he miss it?

Yan Shunhua didn't know that in such an instant, the information in his mind would be so complicated.

When she heard his answer, she knew that this person didn't recognize her, which is why she made such a big oolong.

She didn't know if there was a misunderstanding between them in the past, but according to Yan Liu's statement, even if they once had feelings that could only be understood and unspeakable, I am afraid that they would have disappeared in the end, after all, she did not let her parents agree to Song Zhang's door-to-door proposal.

This also means that she has already rejected him.

And now, this person still mustered up the courage to come to her and ask for marriage, saying that he was sincere, but this sincerity was wrongly paid.

It's true that she's not a picky eater, but her taste is generally light, and she doesn't particularly like meat, especially pork belly. As for pastries, the same is true. If it tastes good, she eats more than one piece, and if she doesn't like it, she eats less or doesn't eat at all, and she rarely allows herself to overeat.

And carrots, I don't like them, but I never taboo them on weekdays.

The taste preferences described by this person are obviously Yun Yarong's habits. (To be continued.) )