I don't know when he fell in love with wearing white.

Whenever someone compliments him on his good looks in white, he will always unconsciously think of the young man in white who he met in Youran Mountain thirteen years ago.

He respects him and admires him, but he also feels sorry for him.

Distressed.

......

His name is Lu Wenjie.

He is the second young master of Lujiazhuang.

Thirteen years ago.

He had witnessed everything as a bystander, as a passerby.

Some words have been held in my heart for a long time, and it is really uncomfortable.

But in this world, he couldn't find anyone to talk to.

In this world, he couldn't find a confidant who could talk the truth.

-

"In Xia Lu Wenjie, the second young master of Lujiazhuang, I don't know my brother, what do you call it?"

"Like the wind. ”

"Brother Rufeng, I think you, you should be from the capital, right?"

"Why?"

"Ah, I guess, Brother Rufeng's bearing is extraordinary, the kind of noble bearing on his body can't be pretended, Brother Rufeng is extraordinary at first glance, and he must be born at the foot of the Son of Heaven in the blessed land of the imperial city. ”

"Oh. ”

"Brother Rufeng, why don't you ask me, ask me where I'm from, you can ask me quickly?"

"Could it be that brother, you are also from the capital?"

Actually, when I was a child, I went to the capital several times and met many people in the capital. ”

Lu Wenjie said, looking up at the sky, his heart was stunned.

His eyes were dark.

For a moment, his mind went back to thirteen years ago......

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, thirteen years have passed.

The scene I witnessed thirteen years ago now resounds, and everything feels like a world away.

However, that scene is so clear in my mind.

It was clear that thirteen years had passed, but it seemed that he had just had a dream and had just woken up from it.

......

Pondered for a long time.

Lu Wenjie came back to his senses and asked, "By the way, Brother Rufeng, do you know who the first beautiful man in Dayou is?"

Ye Lanxi shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

Hearing her answer, Lu Wenjie's figure was slightly stunned.

She said she didn't.

This is the freshest answer he has heard in the past thirteen years.

......

In the past thirteen years, whenever he and others mention "the most beautiful man in Dayou", others always echo the sentence: "That sick seedling!"

Every time he gets such a reply from someone else, he feels very uncomfortable.

Hehe.

That sick seedling?

No one knows that the "sick seedling" in other people's mouths, the young man in white clothes, he was also vibrant, majestic, high-spirited, and energetic.

He is dashing, handsome, personable, sven, elegant, and affectionate.

Right.

Affectionate, infatuated.

Wishful thinking and self-inflicted affection cannot be exchanged for mutual affection.

But he said it was worth it.

-

"The first beautiful man in our Dayou is Wen Ruchu, the city lord of Youyue City!"

"The city lord of Youyue City, Wen Ruchu?"

"Yes, yes, yes, the city lord of Youyue City, Wen Ruchu!"

Lu Wenjie smiled.

The smile is full of spring, the face is full of happiness, and the whole person is like bathing in the spring breeze.

This is the happiest laugh he has ever had in the past 13 years.

"This beautiful man is the city lord of this Youyue City, Wen Ruchu. Rumors say that this is the first beautiful man in Dayou, Wen Ruchu, he is not close to women, good Longyang. ”

"However, this is as warm as ever, since he was a child, he has been weak and sickly, and he has been hanging on medicine for his life. ”