Chapter 245 : The Apple Orchard in Memory: Mu Zehan's Confession 1
Her slender white palms gently pulled away the weeds wrapped around the trunk of the apple tree. In an instant, a line of slanted fonts was revealed: Leng Zhuo, is my little bride Dongfang Zehan! Whoever regrets it will be punished
puppy!
If I remember correctly, the first sentence was carved by him, and the latter sentence was added by myself. Although the font has been blurred by wind and rain, the person involved can still accurately recognize it with the hazy outline.
"Haha..." Su Zhuoer looked at those childish words and suddenly chuckled, like an angel crossing the garden shaking a silver bell.
"Is it that funny?" At this moment, a fresh and elegant voice suddenly came from behind. Su Zhuoer was stunned for a moment, covered her heart and turned around slowly. It turned out to be her rude deskmate, calling
I don’t remember what it is about (in fact, I don’t even know what their name is! (*+﹏+*)~)
Seeing Su Zhuoer's daze, Mu Zehan also slowly squatted down. Su Zhuoer instinctively prepared to stand up. However, as soon as she stood up, she felt dizzy in front of her eyes and her body swayed a little unsteadily.
At this time, Mu Zehan quickly stood up and supported her. Su Zhuoer looked at his shiny and elegant amber hair in astonishment, and the faint scent of vanilla touched the tip of her nose one by one, playing with her.
olfactory cells
She was surprised for a moment, it seemed that he was the little him before, but upon closer inspection, they looked more and more alike, and she felt that he was an enlarged version of him.
"Are you okay?" Mu Zehan exhaled leisurely, his clear phoenix eyes looking at her in trance tenderly.
"No, it's okay." She stammered a little, her eyes wandering.
"Zhuo'er, you are my little bride!" Mu Zehan let go of her gently and stared at her affectionately, his eyes shining.
Su Zhuoer took a small step back in shock. His expression and eyes when he spoke were so similar to the little him back then. She looked at him in surprise, her eyes widening.
"Zhuoer, I am your Dongfang Zehan!" Mu Zehan suddenly hugged Su Zhuoer emotionally, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and never separate her again.
Su Zhuoer's voice trembled a little, "Are you really Han?"
"Well, Zhuoer, I have been looking for you everywhere these years. I have transferred to many schools and visited many places. Until three years ago, I came to Yingye and finally found you, but you have lost your memory and will never be seen again.
Remember me..." Mu Zehan buried his head in Su Zhuoer's neck and whispered.