Wen Zhi looked at Meng Fan frowning for a while, and then resentful, his expression was very colorful.

She silently took the naan on the table and fed it to Meng Fan's mouth, and whispered, "Why don't you eat something to fill your stomach first, and I'll think about it with you later." ”

"I don't have an appetite, I can't eat." Meng Fan turned his head and resisted the food that was fed to his mouth.

Wen Weaving coaxed: "This is naan." ”

Meng Fan couldn't help laughing: "I know this is naan." ”

Wen Weaving said again: "It's delicious, it's full." ”

Meng Fan was amused by Wen Weaving's serious appearance of coaxing her.

She had no choice but to take the naan, which was two circles larger than her face, took a bite on the edge, and said, "It's been a long time since I've eaten such authentic naan." ”

"yes."

Seeing that Meng Fan had finally eaten, Wen Weaving felt much more at ease.

Meng Fan only ate a quarter of this naan, and Meng Fan didn't eat it after eating it.

Wen Zhi poured a glass of water, thinking that Meng Fan would feel better after drinking the water, but not long after drinking the water, Meng Fan went to the toilet and vomited.

Listening to the sound of vomiting, Wen Zhi's heart twisted into a ball, and he blamed himself: "It's over, I shouldn't have let her eat." ”

She did bad things with good intentions.

A few minutes later, Meng Fan came out of the bathroom with a slightly pale face: "I still eat too much, I should only taste one bite." ”

Wen Zhi frowned: "Meng Fan, your state looks so bad. ”

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Meng Fan realized that it might be his reaction to vomit after eating just now that scared Wen Weaving.

At this time, even if she was uncomfortable, she still wanted to appease Wen Weaving: "I just haven't been to Licheng for too long, I can't adapt to the water and soil, just rest for a night, you wait and see, I will definitely be alive tomorrow." ”

These words were meant to appease Wen Weaving.

But the more Wen Zhi listened, the deeper his brows wrung up.

The two chatted for a while, and after Meng Fan fell asleep again, Wen Zhi left to find Shang Hexing.

She was not familiar with the Red House, and she didn't dare to walk around, so she didn't find Shang Hexing, so she had to go outside.

It was twilight in Licheng, and it didn't come until ten o'clock in the evening, and it was not yet six o'clock, and the sky was just as sunny as the usual afternoon.

Onori wrapped the headscarf around her head and covered it with half of her face, so that only a pair of beautiful eyes were exposed.

"Cousin."

A shout came from behind him.

Listening to the tone of the hanger, Wen Zhi guessed that it was Han Yu.

She turned around and said in her heart, "You can recognize me when I'm wrapped up like this, it must be the shepherding thing that impresses you too much." ”

Han Yu originally came over with a smile, but when he heard the shepherd, his nerves were poked, and he couldn't laugh immediately.

He walked to Wen Zhi's side: "The main thing is that your cousin has a good temperament, and it is difficult for me not to recognize the fish and geese." ”

Wen Ori: "Sycophant." ”

"Everywhere, it's the truth." Han Yu smiled and showed a mouthful of white teeth.

The corners of his lips under the veil were also raised.

At this time, Han Yu asked, "How is Meng Fan?" ”

"Not so good." The corners of Onori's raised mouth went down.

Han Yu shook his head: "Is it so serious to not adapt to water and soil?" I've heard that she has been to Pear City many times before, how did she live before? ”

Wen Zhi didn't know either, she was in a low mood now, and she didn't talk to Han Yu anymore.

"Cousin?"

"Cousin, why don't you ignore me?" Han Yu is really boring.

But Wen Ori still ignored him.

Han Yu pursed his lips, and suddenly blurted out without thinking about it: "Cousin, in fact, I'm really curious about how Uncle Cousin likes you, he shouldn't have that experience, obviously you are inferior to Sister Weiyue in other aspects except for being slightly good-looking...... "It's too much."

Wen Zhi turned his head to look at Han Yu.

Halfway through the words, Han Yu suddenly realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said. His heart was full of desire to survive, and he swallowed back the last paragraph.

But...... It doesn't matter if he swallows it or not.

Because Wen Ori had already heard the most crucial name in that sentence.

"Sister Weiyue?" Wen Zhi moved half a step closer to Han Yu and asked with a smile, "Who is she?" ”

Han Yu thought that Wen Zhi would be angry, but she didn't expect her to ask him, who is Xie Weiyue!

Hey, how could Wen Weaving not know Xie Weiyue.

It must be testing him.

"Actually, I don't know Sister Weiyue very well." Han Yu took a stand, "You are the aunt I identify, the only aunt." ”

Wen Zhi sighed: "I'm not familiar with it, but I shouted Sister Weiyue, which word do you want me to believe?" ”

Han Yu secretly scolded himself for this stinky mouth, but he didn't control it. The woman in front of her is ghostly, and if she is angry again, I am afraid that the last sheepdog will be gone.

When it is time to admit it, Han Yu immediately presented a hippie smile to Wen Zhi: "Xie Weiyue, although she admires her cousin, but this kind of thing must be intentional by both parties, so unrequited love is destined to be fruitless, it is better to be cousin, cousin likes you so much, I really envy you." ”

Wen Zhi looked at Han Yu: "What do you envy?" ”

Han Yu: "Uh......"

Look at his mouth, how can it be said to be envy!

Forget it, if you can't please it, let's slip away first. It's not good to stay here for a long time, maybe you turn around and bump into your cousin again!

When Han Yu turned around, his whole person was completely petrified.

Sure enough, people can't always make all kinds of assumptions, and it is easy to come true when you think about it.

No, Uncle Cousin is really here.

The expression on Han Yu's face was more ugly than eating.

Wen Zhi hadn't solved his doubts yet, and he didn't plan to let Han Yu go like this, especially the topic that Han Yu provoked: "Wait, you just said that I am not as good as Xie Weiyue, is that Xie Weiyue chasing Shang Hexing?" ”

The words fell, and the atmosphere fell into a dead silence.

After Wen Zhi asked this sentence, she also saw Shang Hexing coming, but she was very calm, because the only person who wanted to die was Han Yu.

Han Yu: "Uncle Cousin, listen to my explanation......"

Wen Weaving: "He said it first, he said that there was a girl named Xie Weiyue chasing you, and he also said that the girl was very good." ”

The two of them spoke almost at the same time, but after Han Yu's voice was overshadowed by Wen Zhi's words, he felt that his throat was muffled and he couldn't make a sound.

He knew he was done.

Shang Hexing's cold eyes swept over Han Yu: "It's very idle, isn't it?" ”

"No, no, I'm actually very busy," Han Yu's scalp was numb and he didn't forget to smile at the corner of his mouth, "I just passed by and chatted with my cousin by the way." ”

Shang Hexing: "What are you talking about?" ”

"Talk about ......" Han Yu pouted: "Talk about life." ”

Shang Hexing asked again: "Whose life?" ”

This kind of aura, which has no obvious anger, but is full of oppression, makes Han Yu feel very intuitively what it means to live to the end.

He is now!

"Mr. Shang, he shouldn't be talking nonsense, right?" Wen Ori suddenly spoke, but the title changed.

Replaced by the detached Mr. Shang.

Shang Hexing didn't answer, but a chill was quenched in his eyes when he looked at Han Yu. Han Yu chuckled in his heart, and immediately turned around after understanding: "I'll go find out which direction the sheep are." ”

After saying that, he slipped away.

Shang Hexing turned to face Wen Weaving, and there was no difference on his face: "How is Meng Fan?" ”

Onori: "You haven't answered me yet." ”

Shang Hexing continued to divert the topic: "Did she eat the naan she brought to Meng Fan?" ”

Wen Zhi insisted on not being deviated from his topic: "Mr. Shang, you haven't answered me yet." ”

She just wanted an explanation from him.

She had to figure out what kind of existence Xie Weiyue was between her and Shang Hexing.

"She's not important." This is the answer given by Shang Hexing, which is very brief and has no superfluous explanation.

Wen Ori asked directly: "Have you ever been together?" ”

"Nope." This is also his explanation, which is very concise.

Wen Ori pursed the corners of her lips and turned sideways to face him.

This is unbelieving, and does not intend to ignore his intentions.

Because his explanation was too concise and unconvincing to convince her.

Shang Hexing saw her sulking, and sighed: "I have nothing to do with Xie Weiyue, let alone together, if others mention her and me, it is just a match that the elders think, but I have never had any personal contact with her beyond friends." ”

This time, he said the explanation extremely seriously, and it was no longer as concise as just now.

Wen Weaving turned sideways: "Why is it so clear now?" ”

Shang Hexing: "Because this person has no relationship or contact with me, there is nothing to say." ”

Wen Weaving's face was calm, and he was happy in his heart: "I know." ”

Listening to the tone of Han Yu's words just now, I thought that Miss Xie was also the predecessor of Shang Hexing.

And listening to Han Yu's tone, that Miss Xie is very good, and she is an existence recognized by everyone.

That...... What about her?

Is she recognized by everyone for being with Shang Hexing?

Wen Zhi suddenly thought of what Han Yu had said in the morning, and Han Yu thought that she was the same as those people said, and she had a lot of means to climb the Shanghe Xing.

It is probably a vase that she is useless, just a vase that seduces Shang Hexing with her beauty and scheming, and then succeeds in ascending to the throne.

Scheming, means?

Wen Weaving shook her head and sighed, before she regained her memory, she couldn't make too clear an evaluation of her former self.

After all, she was the one who had insulted Shang Hexing in her diary!

"There's one thing." Shang Hexing's voice came.

The wind on the grassland blew off the turban on Wen Weaving's head, and a few strands of thick curls fluttered in the wind.

Wen Ori came back to his senses, raised his hand to brush the hair from his face, and looked at him: "What's the matter?" ”

Shang Hexing said, "The guild will come tomorrow morning." ”

Wen Zhi was stunned for dozens of seconds, and in these dozens of seconds, she thought of some stories she knew from Meng Fan.

The story of Shang Hexing's grandfather and grandmother who separated in their later years.

I heard that his grandfather would not come this time, because his grandmother never forgave him and did not want to see him when he died.

Licheng, which is so far away, and so old, can't withstand the toss of a long-distance flight, and the road from getting off the plane to the red house is all bumpy.

I didn't expect the old man to come.

Shang Hexing said: "If my grandfather can arrive successfully this time, he should not return to Baishi in the future." ”

Wen Zhi understood what Shang Hexing meant, the old man was too old to stand the toss back and forth.

"Onori." He shouted under his breath.

Wen Ori responded to him, and then asked, "What are you going to say?" ”

Shang Hexing was silent for a moment, then stretched his hand to pull Wen Weaving into his arms, and the wind blew the headscarf behind her neck and wrapped around the crook of his arm, bright red, against his black clothes.

"Maybe it's meant to be, and so are we." He said.

Wen Weaving looked puzzled, she didn't seem to understand the meaning of this sentence.

The text is almost over, and my grandfather can get married