Chu Huaxin couldn't help but stop for a moment as she went upstairs. Looking at the two people drinking tea comfortably, her eyebrows twisted slightly.

I don’t know how she ended up taking the chess piece.

I always feel that there is communication and tacit understanding between the two people that I don't understand.

They just met each other once, so why do they feel like they have known each other for a long time?

Shaking her head in confusion, Chu Huaxin went upstairs with full confusion.

The two people who had been chatting casually caught a glimpse of a woman who completely disappeared around the corner, and their smiles gradually faded away.

"I wonder if Mr. Mu still remembers what he promised me back then?" She gently rubbed the rim of the cup with her fingertips, and Chu Qingyue raised her eyes indifferently. Her clear and gentle eyes showed a rare seriousness and sharpness, which could only be seen in

The look that only appears when protecting Chu Hua's heart.

"I never make a promise easily." Once I make a promise, I have to risk my life to complete it.

Chu Qingyue seemed to understand what he meant.

Because he has a certain similarity with Mu Yihan.

Especially in this regard.

Never make a promise easily, once you make a promise, you will do it to your death.

"I hope Mr. Mu will not disappoint me." His tone was calm, just like his expression at the moment, but Mu Yihan would not think that he was just talking casually.

He even felt that there was another sentence after don't let him down - otherwise, he would never let him go!

Even with this broken body, he will never let him go.

The tacit understanding between the men stopped talking after Chu Huaxin took the chess and played it down. They all looked at the bright person, with similar curves at the corners of their mouths.

When Chu Hua's heart came to rest, he met two pairs of gentle eyes. He was a little startled. He soon smiled faintly, shook the chess box in his hand, stood in front of the two people, and was about to spread it out on the coffee table.

"Go outside."

Looking sideways at the bright sunshine outside, Chu Qingyue spoke in a low voice.

It had been raining in Spring City for the past few days, not very lightly, and he couldn't remember how long it had been since he felt that warmth.

Later, although the sun came out, I still stayed in the house because I was worried about her and felt a little unwell...

Today, looking at the bright sunshine, it seems like I want to feel it.

Chu Huaxin frowned and glanced at him. Although he tried his best to endure it, she still noticed the occasional intermittent coughing.

He wanted to refuse, but he couldn't refuse the expectant eyes. In the end, Zhou could only say: "Put on another piece of clothing."

He nodded obediently and let her get his coat.

Putting on their coats, the three of them went to the garden. They were greeted by a green patch of green, and they could even smell the faint smell of green grass in the breeze.

The sun hits the body, making people feel comfortable and want to close their eyes and stretch deeply.

The three of them sat down on the stone bench in the center, then spread out the chess board, each holding a piece. Chu Qingyue was white, Mu Yihan was black.

"You first."

Mu Yihan unceremoniously made a black mark first, followed closely by Chu Qingyue and Bai Zi, with a light and soft voice, with a hint of teasing and teasing.

"Every time Hua Xin plays chess with me within three minutes, he will lose."

Unexpectedly, he would talk about himself. Chu Hua was stunned for a moment and then shrugged nonchalantly, "I don't like playing chess in the first place."

Compared to Qingyue's liking, it can really be said that she doesn't like it.

"It's not so much that you don't like it, but that you are impatient."

Regarding his statement, Chu Huaxin was noncommittal. If you are impatient about something, doesn't it mean you don't like it? How can you be impatient if you like it?

"I've always thought she was strange..." Chu Qingyue continued to speak. Although every sentence seemed to be scolding, Mu Yihan could feel the deep love between the lines.

"Obviously he is picky about food, but he just said he doesn't like it." Bai Zi put it down gently. Chu Qingyue glanced at the hands next to her chin, looking at the people playing chess, and said with a faint smile: "I don't like coriander, celery,

Carrots and..." To put it into detail, it turned out to be a long list.
Chapter completed!