The two chatted for a while. Not long after Qianxue left Yi Shuihan's room, there was a knock on the door.
Yi Shuihan opened the door and saw that it was Ling Yiran. It seemed that he had not seen him for a long time. After almost three months, he seemed to have become calmer.
Ling Yiran looked at her with deep eyes. The look in her eyes was the same as before, bottomless, and there was also that natural coldness. If there was a change, only her style was better than before.
"Can I borrow a place to talk?"
"Okay." Yi Shuihan left the room and walked to the yard with him.[
The wind was clear and the moon was bright. Several chrysanthemums in the yard were in bud, and the moonlight was clearly visible. It was like a night in front of the flowers and under the moonlight.
Ling Yiran handed the golden fan to her, "Give it back to you."
Yi Shuihan's expression was slightly restrained and he did not accept it. He only said: "Since it has returned to your hands, it means that it always belongs to you."
Hearing this, Ling Yiran frowned and put the fan into her hand without any explanation: "Then it is back in your hands today, which means it always belongs to you."
Yi Shuihan was startled, then chuckled twice, opened the fan and shook it: "You and I used to do everything to fight for this fan, but now we actually give in to each other."
Ling Yiran smiled bitterly. At that time, he thought it was just a game. He thought he was bound to win, but in the end he lost. If he lost, he lost. It didn't matter. However, he lost his heart in that game. It didn't matter either.
What made him lose the most was that she was unintentional.
"You were very arrogant back then." She never got used to the way Ling Yiran pretended to be serious, and the rabbit with its teeth and claws was more cute.
"No matter how arrogant I am, I can't compare to you." Ling Yiran smiled. At that time, Yi Shuihan was simply arrogant and arrogant.
"Why are you here? You're not here to give me a fan, are you?"
"You even lost your fan, which means you must be in extraordinary danger, so I came to see if you were in trouble." Ling Yiran said mockingly.
"I said, God will definitely take care of me, and this time is no exception." Yi Shuihan looked at the night sky, which was dotted with stars.
"What if God abandons you?"
"That's better, then I will be free."
"You are really open-minded." Ling Yiran was a little angry. Is she just so free and easy? Or is she too ruthless? Maybe it's unintentional.
The night wind blew by, picking up the fallen leaves on the ground. Before I knew it, it was already late autumn.
Yi Shuihan caught a fallen leaf: "Yiran, when will you go back?"
Ling Yiran smiled bitterly. This was the first time in several months that she called his name. She originally felt a little happy in her heart, but the words that followed dispelled that little bit of joy.
"Are you so anxious to drive me away?" Ling Yiran said mockingly.
"I can't control where you go." Yi Shuihan said helplessly, although she really wanted Ling Yiran to go back as soon as possible.[
Hearing this, Ling Yiran stopped, looked at her with a complicated expression, and then walked away without saying a word. He came here to be with Yi Shuihan! If it wasn't for Yi Shuihan, would he have come here?
She knew it, and she said it on purpose!
Yi Shuihan was stunned for a moment, then looked up to the sky and sighed slightly. She was really overflowing with love. How would it end now?
…
The next day, Yi Shuihan thought about it and went to Qiannuo first, thinking about what to say in the opening remarks as he walked.
When Qian Nuo saw Shui Han coming, he was extremely surprised and pleasantly surprised. The depression of the past two days was gone. He thought Shui Han had forgotten him.