She didn't want to go to the noble man that her grandfather had spoken of. Because none of the children of rich families have good things! Wang Zhiyan is, and so are the nobles who have never met. She doesn't want to give her fate to someone like that, she wants to be free, she wants to be happy. So her fate can only be in her own hands.

"Click-click. A sound of treading water suddenly came, and He Qianyu looked up when he heard the sound. I saw a graceful and handsome figure walking slowly. He was wearing an ink robe, his black hair was scattered to his waist, and he was holding a white oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

"Click-click. The sound of treading water was still approaching, and finally the elegant figure stopped in front of He Qianyu.

He wore a green fox mask and said in a gentle voice, "Little girl, why are you sitting alone here, your family?"

The oil-paper umbrella hit He Qianyu's head, which made her heart warm.

"I ...... My family and I got lost. He Qianyu said weakly.

"Where's your home, and I'll send you back." Mo Buyan said gently again.

"I ...... I don't have a home anymore. With that, He Qianyu buried his head again.

"How can you be homeless? This world is huge, and where the heart goes, there is home, isn't it?"

He Qianyu raised her head again, her big watery eyes staring directly at Mo Buyan, wanting to say something, but she couldn't bear to say it.

"Where! chase, don't let her run!" At this moment, an abrupt voice came. Then I saw seven or eight people who looked like domestic servants rushing in the rain.

The sound of "popping and clicking" disrupted He Qianyu's heart, just like the ripples under the feet of those people, very chaotic and chaotic. I saw her stand up and run, panicked like a fawn chased by a hunter.

"Little slut, do you dare to really run? If it weren't for you, how could we go around arresting people without even opening an umbrella in this huge rainy day?"

Seeing this, the servant's face turned blue, and he was wondering how bad it was to marry into their royal family, so that this little girl was crazy to such a situation. Besides, this is the first time that their third young master has said that he wants to marry someone, but he is not marrying any concubine, but he is marrying a Ming media! If he marries him, he will directly enter a wealthy and noble family! He really can't figure out how there are such stupid people in the world. If he had such a daughter, he would have to be angry!

However, after thinking about it, he also had to verbally scare, "Hurry up for me!" Little slut, don't want me to catch you, or you will have good fruit to eat!"

The servants quickened their pace, but now an oil-paper umbrella stood in front of them. When I looked up, it was the inky figure.

"Boy, don't get in the way, you can't control the affairs of our Wang family!" In the heavy rain, those servants were already extremely embarrassed, they just wanted to catch the little girl as soon as possible and go back to life, so they didn't want to make any extraneous branches, so they didn't say anything cruel.

But the ink was unstained but deaf, and I saw his oil-paper umbrella pointing to the ground covered with a layer of rain, waving slowly, and the rain seemed to have wisdom, all of which were drawn to the tip of the umbrella.

"Shaft, toast and don't eat and drink, stay here and give him a lesson, and the rest will follow me to chase after me, don't let that little slut run away!" The leading servant saw that He Qianyu was about to run away, and he couldn't care so much, so he left the two of them to chase. But Mo Buzhi still stood quietly, only to see his paper umbrella waved, as soon as the ripples of the road came, those servants were as fragile as paper people, and flew out one after another.

"Today, it's just a lesson for you, don't let me see you and others do bad things, otherwise the one who falls to the ground will be the head......!"

The heavy rain was still falling, the streets and alleys were silent, and only a girl was running desperately.

Suddenly, the soles of the girl's feet slipped and fell down, and the lovely little face suddenly turned blue. But the girl didn't care about this, struggled to get up with a small face, and staggered forward again.

She didn't know where to go, in this empty alley, everyone had returned home, even the lonely bird had his own nest, but she was homeless.

Thinking about it, tears welled up, mixed with the rain, and it was difficult to distinguish them.

And he said, Where is the heart, there is the edge of the house. But where her heart is, can she really go back? Grandpa, Yu'er misses you so much......

No, the people of the Wang family already knew that they had escaped, so the family ...... Grandfather!!

She couldn't care about anything at this time, even if she was caught, she would go back! She changed direction and ran straight back.

"Bang Bang Bang!" the sound of impatient treading water, and Qianyu didn't know how long she had been running, and the people who had captured her didn't know where to go, but she couldn't care so much, she just wanted to go home - go home and see.

Suddenly, at the end of her sight, a figure appeared at some point, with a tall figure and long hair like a waterfall, suddenly like a fairy in this vast rain. It's just that the figure didn't hold an umbrella, just stood quietly with his hands in his hands, looking into the distance, as if waiting for something.

The rain was pouring down on him, he was deaf, his clothes were soaked, his hair was soaked, and he still stood like that, never moving a step.

Gradually, the figure got closer and closer, and the scenery around it began to become clear.

There was a stall with an ink robe on it......

He Qianyu was slightly stunned, because it was her grandfather's stall. The person who is waiting in the rain is the so-called nobleman, and the person he is waiting for is himself!

Suddenly, the figure turned around, and it was the same green fox mask.

"Little girl, do you recognize the owner of this stall?" a gentle voice sounded, with a hint of familiarity.

"That's my father-in-law. He Qianyu stopped and looked at the person in front of him.

"Oh, are you the granddaughter of the old man, didn't your grandfather come with you?" the gentle voice sounded again, even in this silent and cold rainy season, it was like a spring breeze, warm as jade.

"Sir, have we met somewhere?" asked Qianyu. The same gentleness, the same tone, really familiar. It's just that there is an umbrella missing, and there is a little more embarrassment, but the posture is also similar, and the same ink-colored robe on the ground.

"I've never seen it, you and me, but now it's the first time we've met. The figure replied mildly, picking up an inky oil-paper umbrella behind itself, waving it and holding it open.

Then I saw him slowly approaching and hit the umbrella on He Qianyu's head, "It's wet and cold under the rain, beware of catching a cold." ”