He asked his father to build this street here according to the appearance of the street in the ancient town of Yunnan. The things placed in the windows were all shipped from Yunnan, and even the order of placement was exactly the same as there...
This is his best memory and he hopes to keep it forever.
He hoped that one day, he could find that girl, bring her here, and relive the beautiful past with her...
He started looking for the girl.
Search persistently.
That girl has become his most beautiful dream.
It became an indispensable part of his life.
However, he didn't expect...
That girl was finally found...
But it was the person he had always hated deeply...
"How could this happen?" Nangong Minglu turned her head to look at Han Xiyan next to her in confusion, her eyes were hazy, as if she was asking Han Xiyan, or she was talking to herself: "Why is everything here different from the Yunnan I went to when I was seven years old?
Are the streets in the ancient town so similar?"
Han Xiyan could only see her pink lips opening and closing in front of him, but couldn't hear what she was saying.
He just looked at her intently.
The love in my heart is like a flood that has been released, flowing turbulently.
At this moment, he suddenly understood.
He always thought he hated her.
Hate her very much.
It turns out that what he hates is just that she doesn’t like him!
She is kind to everyone and looks like a kind and lovely little angel.
But I just don't like him.
Beat him, scold him, hate him, accuse him unjustly...
But.
He fell in love with her from the first moment he saw her...
The pink puff-sleeved princess dress, the crystal hairpin with bow, the big watery eyes, the ivory white skin, and the delicate facial features are as exquisite as finely carved.
She is so beautiful, as beautiful as a princess in a fairy tale or an elf in a story.
He looked at her.
Looking at her intently.
She suddenly turned her head and looked back at him, her pink lips with a dazzling luster, opening and closing her lips to say something.
He couldn't hear anything.
I just feel that there is an elegant fragrance emanating from her body, which seems to be non-existent, but refreshing.
The girl's unique faint fragrance made a bang in his head, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly burst out like a volcano!
He could no longer suppress the fire in his heart like a prairie fire and suddenly kissed her with those pink lips!
He felt her body tremble suddenly, and then she struggled hard.
He held her tightly in his iron arms and refused to let her go.
She was originally soft, fragrant, and sweet, but gradually, something bitter seemed to have stained her lips, which were cold, wet, and desperate...
His reason was awakened bit by bit by the cold wetness, and he slowly let go of her.
In front of her, tears were streaming down her face.
The color of his ivory white cheeks had faded away, and his eyes showed a mixture of humiliation, endurance, and pain.
He suddenly fell from heaven to hell.
All the good things suddenly disappeared...
She didn't know how strong his feelings were for her.
Maybe, I will never know...
She just thought it was part of his revenge against her.
Because she was worried that if she angered him, he would continue to accuse her father, she chose to endure it...
What kind of desperate situation has he put himself into?
Maybe, she will never forgive him in this life, right?
