When Tiantian opened the car curtain, she saw that the house outside was the same as when she left.
Feeling emotional for a moment, I got out of the car and walked on my own.
As soon as he got off the car, Gong Beiyu, who was on the carriage behind, also happened to get off.
The two looked at each other, and Tiantian suddenly realized that although he was still handsome, his expression was obviously much more haggard.[
And the sweet, bright face is also full of loneliness.
Obviously, no one had a good seven days.
He looked at her with a gentle, doting and slightly embarrassed smile in his eyes.
His handsome face and meaningful eyes are as elegant as orchids and as elegant as immortals.
A charming smile appeared at the corner of Tiantian's mouth, and she suddenly stepped forward to hold his arm.
He was stunned by her sudden intimate gesture.
He was about to push her hand away.
She suddenly said calmly and generously: "Uncle Yu..."
With a clear and sweet voice, he turned around and met her gleaming eyes.
Clear, calm, without any emotion.
He was stunned for a moment, with a complex emotion rising in his heart.
She called him Uncle Yu again, not Yu anymore. Does this mean that she has decided to face their relationship again?
Is he still her uncle?
Is this okay?
His obsidian eyes looked at her deeply.
Nodding slightly, this time, he did not push her arm away.
The town is still surrounded by a bend of green water, the green hills are still the same, the houses are still the same, and the smiles on the faces of the villagers are still the same.
This is like a paradise, with pure folk customs, endless traffic, and chickens and dogs hearing each other.
Looking at the rising sun in the morning and the glow at dusk, life is leisurely and poetic.[
There was a hint of sadness on Gong Beiyu's handsome face.
Living in this place can relieve you of all your burdens, forget all your worries, and avoid the bloody disputes in the palace.
Returning to his old place is actually more like torture for him.