In Wuzhen on a summer afternoon, even though it was past two o'clock in the hottest afternoon, the scorched earth still had a hot temperature.

Han Jianing followed Gu Xiayang all the way to Wuzhen Bridge, which was already too hot.

"Where are you going? It's really hot." She fanned the wind with her hands, sweating profusely.

Gu Xiayang built a bridge by the side of someone selling oil-paper umbrellas, and quickly stepped forward to buy one, and bought it by brushing his face at the internal price of Wuzhen residents, but it only cost 40 yuan.

He held an oil-paper umbrella for Han Jianing to resist the sun, "I'll see if there are folding fans for sale in front of me for a while, if there is no one along the way, I'm brushing my face and borrowing a puff fan."

Han Jianing glanced at him and said angrily, "Why didn't you say go back now? It's closer."

"It's not going to work, there's no going back." Gu Xiayang refused with a smile, but fortunately, after crossing the Wuzhen Bridge and walking down two steps, he saw that there was a street stall on the roadside that specialized in selling folding fans.

He directly bought two, one for Han Jianing, and one for himself, most of which were fans of her sweetheart.

The cool breeze brought by the two fans together finally suppressed the heat of the weather, Han Jianing gently twisted his slender eyebrows, and looked at the person beside him: "I found a very strange phenomenon, why is the weather so hot, you don't seem to feel it, all the way, I am sweating, you don't sweat much."

"Probably because the mind is calm and naturally cool."

"Huh!" Han Jianing sneered, "Why don't you say you're old?"

"Maturity." Gu Xiayang corrected slightly.

"It's so hot, what the hell do you want to do if you can't bring it out?"

"Shopping."

"Shopping!?" Han Jianing's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief, this person is not mistaken, his brain is not sick, it is so hot in summer, he is not staying in the air-conditioned room, he actually wants to run out and go shopping under the scorching sun.

She pouted, "Can I go home?"

"Okay, let's go all the way back, that is, let An Ning accompany me for more walks." Gu Xiayang smiled harmlessly, warm as jade, but it made Han Jianing shudder, this person must have some kind of ghost idea in his heart.

There must be a trap ahead!

"Okay, will I dig a pit for you to jump into?" Even if I dig a pit for you, you will kick me into the pit and bury the earth over there."

Gu Xiayang's words successfully made Han Jianing wary, "Even if you know each other, but it's so hot, I don't bother to kick you, so you can jump into the pit by yourself."

"Okay, okay, I'll bury myself by the way."

"Okay!"

Looking at his sweetheart who was coaxed to be happy, Gu Xiayang's heart was a soft mess. Even after so many years, his sweetheart is still as innocent and lively as she was when she was a girl, and has no heart. A little joy will be coaxed to smile, no longer care.

And he missed out on ten years.

Even if I lost it and got it back, every time I think about it, I still can't wait to slap myself twice, what was I thinking about at the beginning!

If it weren't for Aning's return to Wuzhen again, perhaps he wouldn't have had a chance to say goodbye to her at all.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Han Jianing rang the bell to urge, and in the few minutes she had spoken, she had already noticed that many people were looking at them.

Although those eyes were not malicious, she didn't want to be seen as a monkey.

Gu Xiayang took Han Jianing all the way forward, and in recent times, the development of Wuzhen has been very rapid, with special attention paid to the development of the cultural industry, as well as the combination of Wuzhen and culture.

Everywhere shows the intentions of the town government, and they really build this town in the south of the Yangtze River.

It is unique and has a beautiful culture, beautiful scenery of the water town, and a combination of humanities and history.

After walking around, Gu Xiayang was carrying one bag after another in his hand, the folding fan in his hand had been folded and put into his pocket, in order to make it more convenient for Gu Xiayang to take things, Han Jianing held an oil-paper umbrella by himself.

However, she has artificial feeding, and before she takes two steps, the people next to her will stuff the food she just bought into her mouth.

"Oh, I won't eat it, I'm going to buy autumn pear candy."

"Okay, okay, then I'll eat."

For Han Jianing, who has a big heart and a small appetite, likes to buy a bunch of things, but can eat a few bites, Gu Xiayang has no opinion at all, and is willing to be in front of this digestive trash can.

Han Jianing lined up with an umbrella, but his eyes fell on the ice powder stall on the side.

"Want to eat?"

"Yes."

"Go ahead, I'll line up for you."

Gu Xiayang ate the begonia cake in his hand, and didn't care at all whether eating on the street like this would affect his current image.

Han Jianing specially bought two bowls of ice powder with different flavors, and when the boss sent them, Gu Xiayang happened to come over with a bag of autumn pear candy.

"Here, your sugar."

Han Jianing reached out and took one and put it in his mouth, "You can taste it quickly."

"I'm a guinea pig again." Saying this, Gu Xiayang's actions were very honest, he tasted both bowls, "A-Ning still eats brown sugar, the lychees in this bowl can be eaten alone."

"Okay." Han Jianing took a bite of lychee and a mouthful of brown sugar ice powder, and was happy to eat.

Gu Xiayang slowly ate the lychee ice powder in front of him, and his movements were extremely elegant.

It was this rich sweetness, and he was a little uncomfortable, but he didn't frown.

"If you don't like it, don't eat it, I know it's too sweet."

Han Jianing didn't want to be reluctant to take care of Xiayang, he hesitated when he bought something, but he couldn't help but want to taste the taste that he hadn't eaten.

"Hmm." Gu Xiayang really put down the spoon and left half a bowl of lychee ice powder.

Han Jianing took a bite and stuck out his tongue, "This boss's candy doesn't need money."

"You know that you still eat sweet smoke."

"It's not up to you, a person with a sweet tooth, who eats a lot."

"It depends on who bought it for me." Gu Xiayang's fingers lightly tapped Han Jianing's head.

"Is it still hot?"

"Much better."

"Shall we go rafting in a moment?"

"I don't want it!" Han Jianing shook her head frantically, she refused.

It's not a trip to the scenic spot outside, why do you have to go boating, what's so good about this Xishi River?

She pouted unhappily.

"I want to go back."

"Okay." Gu Xiayang did not object.

Han Jianing suppressed the incomprehension and doubts in her heart, she was a little puzzled, what did this person want to do when he suddenly went shopping in the summer?

Along the way, I bought something for her to eat, and did nothing else.

Even refusing to go rafting didn't speak.

Say go back, go back.

I always feel weird.

Gu Xiayang kept sending people to the door, but he didn't go in, "A-Ning rest early."

"Why the hell are you taking me shopping today?" Han Jianing couldn't help but ask.

Gu Xiayang couldn't help but smile when he looked at her, he suddenly took the oil-paper umbrella that Han Jianing held above his head, and under Han Jianing's shocked gaze, he took off a lotus flower inserted in the umbrella bone and handed it to her.

"Aning, the lotus flowers of early summer will send you."

Han Jianing took it stunned, "You ......" tears welled up in her eyes.

"It's ten years late, but the promise I made to you must be fulfilled." Gu Xiayang gently reached out and stroked Han Jianing's cheek, "If you cry, I won't leave."

It's okay not to say this, but Han Jianing's tears can't be stopped.

She tried to hold back her emotions, "You're sick, take me out for a walk on a hot day, just for this! Can't you just give it to me?"

Gu Xiayang wiped her tears for her and coaxed softly, "It's me who is wrong, Ah Ning don't cry."

"It's all your fault! Okay, why do you want to make me cry?"

"It's all my fault, Ah Ning don't cry." Gu Xiayang resisted the urge to hug the person into his arms, and comforted him softly in a low voice.

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I don't want to pay attention to you! You go!" Han Jianing threw away the autumn pear candy in his hand, and half a bag of sugar fell to the ground with a clatter, and the lotus flower pinched in the palm of his hand crumbled.

Gu Xiayang bent down to pick up the autumn pear candy, reached out and held Han Jianing's hand, "A-Ning, it's me who is wrong, I just want to make up for the regrets I once had and do what I promised you, I don't want you to be sad."

Gu Xiayang was a little at a loss for a while.

He originally wanted to coax people, but he made people cry.

It's a bit hard to guess what a girl thinks.

"You bastard!"

"yes, I'm a bastard."

"It's been so long, I've forgotten it! You're still trying to make trouble on a hot day!"

"Yes, I'm doing something."

No matter what Han Jianing said, Gu Xiayang agreed with a look of approval.

made her lose her temper, and she said aggrievedly, "Ignore you." As he spoke, he turned around and went into the house.

forgot that her hand was being held, and the person holding her didn't want to let go, but pulled her back with a slight force.

Gu Xiayang took Han Jianing into his arms at once, and treated fragile items carefully, his fingers ran through her hair and pressed her head, "Don't ignore me."

Han Jianing felt the warm breath fall on her cheeks, and she pushed people with a panicked expression, "The door is still open!"

Gu Xiayang's figure froze, and he could only let go of the person.

Turned around to close the door, but didn't want to be pushed out from behind directly, looking at the closed door, Gu Xiayang smiled dumbly.