She has already fallen in love with Yanzhi's brother.

But he had forgotten everything that had ever happened between the two of them.

This fact filled Ye Youlan's heart with love, and she suddenly lost her support and collapsed, rumbling to pieces.

She felt breathless and confused.

He stumbled towards the door of the room with shaky steps. When he reached the door, he suddenly lost all strength and fell hard against the doorpost.

It's my shoulder that hurts, but why do I feel so distressed that I'm almost suffocating?

Ye Youlan smiled sadly, took out one foot, but when she stepped on it, it felt like she was stepping on cotton, and she immediately fell forward.

But there was a beautiful hand holding her arm. The joints of the hand were as long and clear as bamboo, as white and clear as exquisite jade carvings, full of strong strength, and so perfect that it was breathtaking.

Know who that is.

But she didn't want to raise her head and look into the man's cold and distant eyes, which would make her heart hurt even more.

"Lan Mei? Are you okay?"

His voice was still so gentle and gentle, still with the cold feeling of glass, without any emotion.

Ye Youlan couldn't help but look up and saw Jun Ziqian's breathtaking handsome face.

Looking into his eyes as solid as rock and as pure as clear springs, her mind wandered for a moment.

She opened her mouth to make a sound, but her throat was so stiff that she was like a mute, and nothing came out.

She gently pulled it out of his hand, turned around and walked slowly out of his sight.

Jun Ziqian watched her leaving behind.

The little girl's back was thin, and her gauze skirt was blown lightly by the wind, like pear blossoms blooming tremblingly in the wind.

A wave of light finally flashed in his cold and calm eyes. He looked at Mo Zhu, who had been guarding the door, and asked, "Tell me, what happened these days?"

Mo Zhu looked at his master in astonishment, who was as cold and elegant as a banished immortal. He knew that Mr. Chen was trying to remove the poison for his master tonight, so he waited outside the door with all his heart and anxiety.

When he saw his master walking out safely, his heart finally dropped.

Slowly tell the master everything that happened in the past few days.

After listening to Mo Zhu's words, Jun Ziqian's heart felt like he was hit hard by something.

…

*

After Ye Youlan left the room, her steps staggered, her body felt so weak that she was completely weak, and the pain in her heart was crazy and arrogant.

She was in a trance and confused. When Ye Qingchen saw her, she looked so lost.

He was still worried and waited until she came out.

Seeing Thirteenth Sister acting like this, Ye Qingchen had an answer in his heart.

He stepped forward and reached out to hold Thirteenth Sister in his arms. Seeing how distressed she was, he couldn't help but said softly: "Thirteenth Sister, forget him?"

Ye Youlan raised her head, with a trace of confusion in her eyes: "Forgot him?"

Ye Qingchen nodded and squeezed her hand slightly: "Yes, let's end this relationship that shouldn't be there. Let's leave here. Brother Chen will take you to travel around the world and travel around the world. You can go wherever you want and do whatever you want.

Just do whatever you want, okay?"

"Abandoned... this love?"

On Ye Youlan's face, there was only the panic and confusion on Ye Youlan's face, like a lost child unable to find its home.

Her clean and clear eyes were full of moisture, and deep sorrow and grief slowly emerged.

She burst into tears and felt suffocating pain in her chest.

But nothing could be said.

Taking it out of Ye Qingchen's hand, she said softly: "Brother Chen, I want to be quiet for a while."

*

On the mountain peak, Ye Youlan looked up at the night sky, and an icy moon hung in the sky.

The stars and the moon are bright, and the stars are like sparse raindrops, dotted in the dark sky.

The mountain breeze rustled, and she stood alone on the top of the cliff, her dress flying, looking at the night sea.

Although the evening breeze blew her hair and clothes, her back remained motionless.

Don't know what to think.

At the corner of the mountain, Ye Qingchen stood far away, looking at Thirteenth Sister who was neither crying nor making trouble, and thought she came here to cry.

I don't know if I feel relieved or more worried.

He himself didn't understand things like feelings, and he really didn't know how to comfort Thirteenth Sister.

This kind of thing can only be made by herself.

And just a few hours passed when she stood like this.

It's almost dawn.

Just when Ye Qingchen was thinking about whether to take Thirteenth Sister away, a figure suddenly appeared on the mountain peak.

Ye Youlan on the edge of the cliff also felt something and turned around to look.

I saw a white shadow approaching slowly.

The sky and the dark night have annihilated all the prosperity, but he is like a ray of light, shining like the orchids and jade trees, spreading all over the world.

The evening breeze made his black hair and white sleeves fly, and the majestic momentum on his body was unstoppable.

White clothes, jade fan, unparalleled elegance, even one more look at it will make you irreversible.

Ye Youlan's heart skipped a beat, just like when she saw him for the first time, but she felt so inexplicably happy that her heart skipped a beat.

It was love at first sight and we have been deeply in love ever since.

But such people are from the Jun family after all.

She was thinking: Why is there you in this world?

She both hopes that there will be him in this world, and she also hopes that there will be no him in this world.

Such conflicting feelings made her heart ache.

Until he stood in front of her, his cold breath hit her face like the cold air from a clear spring in the mountains.

"Lan'er." Jun Ziqian's clear spring-like voice is refreshing and intoxicating.

Ye Youlan raised her eyes to look at him and listened to his gentle voice: "Mo Zhu has already told me what happened in the past few days."

The way Jun Ziqian looked at her was pure and gentle, but it made her panic and scared.

Why could he still be so calm and indifferent after knowing everything that happened?

Jun Ziqian reached out his hand to caress her hair and said softly: "Mei Lan, whatever happened to you, I will not run away from it, nor will I pretend that it never happened."

With one word, the sourness in Ye Youlan's heart rushed up to her throat, causing her to choke and panic, and her panic and preparedness were instantly shattered.

Forced her into the most vulnerable corner.

Jun Ziqian stared at the little girl in front of him.

She stood facing the wind, with her dark hair draped gorgeously over her shoulders and falling on her waist. Her snow-white floor-length dress was graceful and graceful in the sky, and she was incomparably beautiful.

He looked deeply into her eyes and said in an understatement: "I will marry you."

Ye Youlan suddenly raised her head and looked at Jun Ziqian in extreme shock.

At that moment, time seemed to have stopped.

Ye Youlan only heard the sound of her own heartbeat, bang, bang, bang...

She couldn't even believe it. Maybe it was too beautiful and too easy to lose. She always felt like it would be blown away by the wind in the next moment.

Jun Ziqian's expression was calm and determined, his brows were gentle and distant, and he repeated again: "I will marry you."

Ye Youlan looked at his indifferent expression, and the hand hanging by his side was clenched tightly, with the finger bones protruding and looking extremely pale.

Her lips were a little pale from blood loss, and she heard her own harsh voice asking: "Do you want to marry me because you like me?"

Jun Ziqian did not answer Ye Youlan's words, he just asked again calmly: "Are you willing to marry me?"

There is no emotion, no warmth, and no smile.

Just like asking "How is the weather today?"

Ye Youlan felt the overwhelming pain in her body, while the emptiness in her heart continued to extend.

Is her love a one-man show?

Ye Youlan tensed up and asked stiffly: "Brother Yanzhi, you like me, don't you?"

One sentence, very short, like teeth fighting, trembling all the time, she felt that all her life's energy was spent on this sentence.
To be continued...