Lin Shuibi opened her eyes wide and looked at the man in front of her in disbelief. This man turned out to be Daniel, the heir to the title.
"It's you! Why are you here? Why am I here?"
There were a lot of question marks in Lin Shuibi's mind. Why did she feel for a moment that what Daniel said was very familiar, as if someone had said it to her before.
Shuibi, I may not be a good person in the eyes of anyone in this world, but I will never hurt you...
Shuibi, I may not be a good person in the eyes of anyone in this world, but I will never hurt you...
Shuibi, in this world, I may not be a good person in the eyes of anyone, but I will never hurt you...
This sentence is clear, very clear. Lin Shuibi's memory is very deep. Someone said it to her, and it was really said to her. It was a memory from a very, very young age.
Daniel's eyes showed a trace of bitterness, and he suddenly took out a handkerchief from his pocket. It was a pink handkerchief, a girl's handkerchief.
How could a man among men like Daniel have a little girl's handkerchief? It even had a sunflower embroidered on it.
This handkerchief...
Lin Shuibi blankly took the handkerchief from Daniel's hand. Why was this handkerchief so familiar to her? Moreover, she remembered that she seemed to have a handkerchief exactly like this one.
It's just that she gave this handkerchief to someone many years ago...
Shuibi, in this world, I may not be a good person in the eyes of anyone, but I will never hurt you...
Lin Shuibi's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief, and she looked at Daniel in front of her in disbelief. She covered her mouth with both hands in surprise, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"You are... you are Brother Zhuang..."
The memory goes back ten years.
It was a sunny afternoon. 7-year-old Lin Shuibi was watering the colorful flowers in the backyard of her home. Suddenly, there was a sound from the empty house next door that had not been lived in for a long time. Outside, there was thunder.
The sound of riding a bike.
Lin Shuibi tiptoed out curiously and saw several people standing in front of the door of the house next door to her house, loading luggage into that room.
On the other hand, he looked at a young man with dyed yellow hair. He looked only fifteen or sixteen years old. He was standing there, looking unruly. In this small mountain village, his unruliness was obviously inconsistent with this peaceful small mountain village.
.
However, it was late in the afternoon, when the sun was no longer scorching, it was hanging high in the sky, and the west side was already dyed into a fiery red playground.
At that time, Lin Shuibi looked at the unruly young man. Facing the dim sunlight, she looked at his unruly profile. That kind of beauty was fixed in her little heart.
He seemed to have an arrogance that was unlike anything in the world.
Lin Shuibi just looked at this unruly young man, lost in thought. Until her mother Lin Jianai came back from school and saw Lin Shuibi hiding at the door of her house, peeping at others, and shouted: "Shui Bi, what are you doing? Why?
Hide here."
Lin Shuibi was suddenly frightened, and looked at the strange boy with wide eyes, a little at a loss.