After dreaming about the flowers of the high mountains, he actually?

Wen Zhi looked at Meng Fan, sometimes frowning, sometimes angry, with very colorful expressions.

She silently took the naan on the table and fed it to Meng Fan's mouth, and whispered: "How about you eat something to fill your stomach first, and I will think about it with you later."

"I have no appetite, I can't eat." Meng Fan tilted his head, resisting the food that came to his mouth.

Wen Zhi coaxed: "This is naan."

Meng Fan couldn't help laughing: "I know this is naan."

Wen Zhi added: "It's delicious and I'll fill you up."

Meng Fan was amused by Wen Zhi's serious way of coaxing her.

She had no choice but to take the naan that was two times bigger than her face, took a bite from the edge, and said in a straight voice, "It's been a long time since I've had such authentic naan."

"right."

Seeing Meng Fan finally eating, Wen Zhi felt much more at ease.

Meng Fan only ate a quarter of this naan. After eating, Meng Fan felt nauseated and stopped eating.

Wen Zhi went to get a glass of water, thinking that Meng Fan would feel better if he drank the water. Unexpectedly, Meng Fan went to the toilet and vomited shortly after drinking the water.

Hearing the sound of vomiting, Wen Zhi's heart clenched and he blamed himself: "It's over, I shouldn't have had to let her eat."

She did bad things with good intentions.

A few minutes later, Meng Fan came out of the bathroom with a slightly pale face: "I still ate too much, I should just take a bite."

Wen Zhi frowned: "Meng Fan, your condition looks very bad."

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Meng Fan realized that maybe it was his reaction of vomiting after eating that scared Wen Zhi.

Even though she was feeling uncomfortable, she still wanted to comfort Wen Zhi: "I haven't been to Licheng for too long, and I'm not used to the climate. I just need to rest for a night. Just wait and see, I will definitely be alive and kicking tomorrow."

These words were meant to appease Wen Zhi.

But the more Wen Zhi listened, the deeper his frown deepened.

The two chatted for a while, and after Meng Fan fell asleep again, Wen Zhi left to find Shang Hexing.

She was not familiar with the red house, and she didn't dare to walk around. She couldn't find Shang Hexing, so she had to go outside.

Twilight in Licheng would not fall until ten o'clock in the evening. It was not yet six o'clock, and the sky was as bright as usual in the afternoon.

Wen Zhi wrapped the scarf around his head and covered half of his face, so that only his beautiful eyes were exposed.

"Cousin."

A shout came from behind.

From the casual tone, Wen Zhi guessed it was Han Yu.

She turned around and said to herself, "You can recognize me even if I'm wrapped like this. The shepherding thing must have impressed you too much."

Han Yu came over with a smile. When he heard the words "shepherd", his nerves were pricked and he stopped laughing immediately.

He walked to Wen Zhi's side and said, "Mainly because of your charming temperament, cousin, it's hard for me not to recognize you."

Wen Zhi: "Flattery."

"Everything is true." Han Yu smiled and showed his white teeth.

The corners of her lips under Wenwei's veil were also raised high.

At this time, Han Yu asked: "How is Meng Fan?"

"Not good." Wen Zhi's raised lips dropped.

Han Yu clicked his tongue and shook his head: "Is the acclimatization so serious? I heard that she has been to Licheng many times before. How did she live before?"

Wen Zhi didn't know that she was in a low mood now and stopped talking to Han Yu.

"Cousin?"

"Cousin, why are you ignoring me?" Han Yu was really bored.

But Wen Zhi still ignored him.

Han Yu curled his lips and suddenly blurted out the words without thinking: "Auntie, I'm actually really curious about how my cousin fell in love with you. He shouldn't have that kind of experience. Obviously you are a little prettier in other aspects. Compared with Sister Weiyue..." It's too much.

Wen Zhi suddenly turned to look at Han Yu.

Halfway through his words, Han Yu suddenly realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said. Filled with the desire to survive, he swallowed the last words.

But...it doesn't matter whether he swallowed it or not.

Because Wen Zhi had already heard the most crucial name in that sentence.

"Sister Weiyue?" Wen Zhi moved half a step closer to Han Yu and asked with a smile, "Who is she?"

Han Yu thought Wen Zhi would be angry, but she unexpectedly asked him who Xie Weiyue was!

Hey, how could it be impossible for Wen Zhi to know Xie Weiyue.

It was definitely testing him.

"Actually, I'm not very familiar with Sister Weiyue." Han Yu stated his position, "You are my aunt, my only aunt."

Wen Zhi snorted: "I'm not familiar with it, but I call her Sister Weiyue. Which word do you want me to believe?"

Han Yu secretly cursed himself for being such a foul mouth and not controlling himself. The woman in front of him was so arrogant that if he made her angry again, he would be afraid that the last sheepdog would be gone.

You have to give in when it's time to give in. Han Yu immediately gave Wen Zhi a playful smile: "Although Xie Weiyue loves her cousin, relationships must be intentional on both sides, so unrequited love is destined to be fruitless, so it's better for my cousin." , my cousin likes you so much, I’m so envious.”

Wen Zhi looked at Han Yu: "What are you envious of?"

Han Yu: "Uh..."

Look at his mouth, how can you say he is envious!

Forget it, if you can't please me, let's run away first. It's not a good place to stay for a long time. You might turn around and bump into your cousin again!

When Han Yu turned around, his whole person was completely petrified.

Sure enough, people can't always make various assumptions. If you think about it, it will easily come true.

No, my cousin is really here.

The expression on Han Yu's face was uglier than eating shit. Wen Zhi hadn't solved his doubts yet and had no intention of letting Han Yu go, especially the topic Han Yu raised: "Wait a minute, you just said that I'm not as good as Xie Weiyue, is that Xie Weiyue pursuing Shang Hexing?" ?”

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere fell into a dead silence.

After Wen Zhi asked this question, she also saw Shang Hexing approaching, but she was very calm because the only person who felt so guilty that he wanted to die was Han Yu.

Han Yu: "Cousin, please listen to my explanation..."

Wen Zhi: "He said it first. He said that a girl named Xie Weiyue is chasing you. He also said that the girl is very good."

The two of them spoke almost at the same time, but after Han Yu's voice was drowned out by Wen Zhi's words, he felt that his throat was blocked and he could no longer make a sound.

He knew he was finished.

Shang Hexing's cold eyes swept over Han Yu: "It's very leisurely, right?"

"No, no, I'm actually very busy," Han Yu said with a smile on his face even though his scalp was numb, "I just passed by and had a few words with my cousin."

Shang Hexing: "What are you talking about?"

"Talk..." Han Yu pursed his lips: "Talk about life."

Shang Hexing asked again: "Whose life?"

This kind of aura without obvious anger, but full of oppression, made Han Yu feel very intuitively what it meant to live to the end.

He is now!

"Mr. Shang, he shouldn't be talking nonsense, right?" Wen Zhi suddenly spoke, but the title was changed.

It was replaced by Mr. Shang who sounded distant.

Shang Hexing did not answer, but looked at Han Yu with a chill in his eyes. Han Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately turned around after understanding: "I'm going to find out which direction the sheep are."

After saying that, he slipped away.

Shang Hexing turned to Wen Zhi, his face expressionless: "How is Meng Fan?"

Wen Zhi: "You haven't answered me yet."

Shang Hexing continued to change the subject: "Did she eat the naan brought to Meng Fan?"

Wen Zhi insisted not to be distracted by his topic: "Mr. Shang, you haven't answered me yet."

She just wanted an explanation from him.

She had to figure out what kind of existence Xie Weiyue was between her and Shang Hexing.

"She is not important." This was the answer given by Shang Hexing. It was very simple and there was no unnecessary explanation.

Wen Zhi asked directly: "Have you been together?"

"No." This was his explanation, very concise.

Wen Zhi pursed his lips and turned sideways to face him.

This means he doesn't believe it and doesn't intend to pay attention to him.

Because his explanation was too concise and unconvincing, not enough to convince her.

Seeing her sulking, Shang Hexing sighed and said: "Xie Weiyue and I have nothing to do with each other, let alone being together. If others mention her and me, it's just what the elders think is a good match, but she and I have never been together. Any personal contact that is more than just friends.”

This time, he gave the explanation extremely seriously and was no longer as concise as before.

Wen Zhi turned sideways: "Why is it explained so clearly now?"

Shang Hexing: "Because this person has no relationship or contact with me, so there is nothing to say."

Wen Zhi's face was calm, but his heart was filled with joy: "I understand."

Listening to the tone of Han Yu's words just now, I thought that Miss Xie was also Shang Hexing's predecessor.

And from Han Yu's tone, Miss Xie was excellent and recognized by everyone.

Then...what about her?

Is her relationship with Shang Hexing recognized by everyone?

Wen Zhi suddenly thought of what Han Yu had said in the morning. Han Yu thought that she was just like those people said, and that she had the skills to get into Shang Hexing.

Probably because she was worthless and just relied on her beauty and scheming methods to seduce Shang Hexing and then succeeded in getting the upper hand.

Scheming and means?

Wen Zhi shook her head and sighed. It was hard for her to make a clear evaluation of her past self until she recovered her memory.

After all, she was the one who had molested Shang Hexing in her diary!

"There's something." Shang Hexing's voice came.

The wind on the grassland blew off the turban on Wen Zhi's head, and a few strands of his thick curly hair floated in the wind.

Wen Zhi came back to his senses, raised his hand to brush away the hair from his face, and looked at him: "What's the matter?"

Shang Hexing said: "Grandpa will come tomorrow morning."

Wen Zhi was stunned for dozens of seconds. During these dozens of seconds, she was thinking about some stories she knew from Meng Fan.

The story of Shang Hexing's grandfather and grandmother separated in their later years.

I heard that his grandpa will not come this time because grandma has never forgiven him and never wants to see him.

Pear City is so far away, and at such an old age, there is no way that I can withstand the torment of a long-distance flight, and the journey from getting off the plane to the red house is full of ups and downs.

Unexpectedly, the old man came anyway.

Shang Hexing said: "If grandpa can arrive successfully this time, he will probably not return to Baishi again in the future."

Wen Zhi understood what Shang Hexing meant. The old man was too old and could not withstand the back and forth.

"Wen Zhi." He shouted in a low voice.

Wen Zhi responded to him and then asked, "What do you want to say?"

Shang Hexing was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hands to pull Wen Zhi into his arms. The wind blew up the scarf behind her neck and wrapped it around his arms. The bright red color contrasted with his black clothes.

"Maybe it's meant to be, and so are we," he said.

Wen Zhi looked confused. She didn't seem to understand the meaning of this sentence.

The main text is almost finished. Grandpa can get married if he lets go.