Unexpectedly, Ye Lancheng's hand was faster than hers. When she reached out, her arm had already been raised before her, leaving her empty.
"Who said I won't wear it anymore? The temperature has dropped in the past few days, so I can just wear it." Ye Lancheng threw the scarf into a chair nearby, making it even more difficult for An Zhisu to grab it.
"Do you really want to wear it? A Burberry scarf of yours is much more expensive than this one. Will the price drop if you wear a handmade scarf?" An Zhisu was a little surprised. Ye Lancheng thought that one cost only a hundred yuan.
cost scarf.
Ye Lancheng glanced at her indifferently, and the look in his eyes made An Zhisu feel a little hairy again.
"Hey, then I'll go back and clean you up." An Zhisu changed his words decisively and was very attentive.
Ye Lancheng then retracted his gaze and said humbly, "I remember that there was a rose embroidered on your scarf. You embroidered it yourself, right?"
"You have noticed this." An Zhisu simply admired Ye Lancheng's sharp eyes and good memory. She had only worn it once, and he had only seen it once. She remembered it so clearly. At that time, he didn't think he noticed the scarf she was wearing.
ah.
"I'm not blind." Ye Lancheng glanced at her sideways again, with a tone of "Do you think I'm blind?"
An Zhisu chuckled: "My grandma knitted the scarf, and I embroidered the roses. I think pure white is a bit monotonous, and adding a red rose will make it more colorful."
"Yeah." Ye Lancheng nodded and said: "Go back and embroider this one for me."
An Zhisu:……
An Zhisu was confused. For a grown man, you embroidered a red rose on your scarf. Isn't it a bit too... arrogant? This doesn't fit in with your personality as a cold and cold president. If Xia Jingze wears it, it's not bad.
.
"Well... I think your scarf looks pretty good without it." An Zhisu tried to reason with him.
Ye Lancheng looked over again with an indifferent look, and there was no doubt in his eyes.
An Zhisu hesitated for a second, raised his hand and said: "ok, ok, you can add more if you want, as long as you are happy."
I have so many things to say that I can no longer complain about Ye Lancheng's plan to wear a very cool scarf with a cold persona.
Ye Lancheng didn't think there was anything risqué about embroidering a red rose on the scarf. He just felt that in that case, the two scarves would be more like a couple's style.
Well, it’s a couple’s model.
Ye Lancheng turned off the light with satisfaction and pulled An Zhisu to lie down: "Sleep."
An Zhisu:……
You can sleep if you want, but I also want to check Moments, Weibo, and fashion news.
However, Ye Lancheng did not intend to give her this opportunity. He directly hugged her into his arms, treating her as a large pillow and resting his chin on her collarbone. After a while, he could hear the sound of even breathing.
Damn it!
An Zhisu wanted to raise his foot and kick this man down, but you slept comfortably. How could I sleep? He kept breathing on her neck, and his shallow breath swept across her neck like a cat's tail, which made her feel sad.
They all felt itchy, and a blush appeared on their cheeks.
It's terrible! An Zhisu felt that he was a little drunk and his head was dizzy. Then he felt dizzy and sleepy, and then he fell asleep because of sleepiness. When he closed his eyes, he still wondered a question, why every time?
She was not sleepy for the first time, but as soon as she was held by Ye Lancheng like this, she would definitely fall asleep in a short while.
Sleepy.
Ye Lancheng's embrace must be magical and hypnotic.
Well, that must be the case.
An Zhisu slept very peacefully. When she woke up, it was already eight o'clock the next day. When she saw that it was already eight o'clock, she quickly got up from the bed and went to wash up. After changing her clothes and going downstairs, her grandmother and Ye Lancheng
Already sitting at the dining table having breakfast.
"Wake up, come and eat." Ye Lancheng raised his eyes and glanced at her.
An Zhisu was used to Ye Lancheng having already prepared breakfast when he woke up every day, so he didn't feel embarrassed at all and sat down on the dining chair calmly.
"Little lazy boy." Grandma scolded her.
An Zhisu stuck out his tongue, grabbed a piece of bread and stuffed it into his mouth.
Grandma babbled and educated her: "Ah Cheng is so busy at work, don't be so lazy all the time. As a wife, you must be able to take care of your husband..."
An Zhisu's head was as big as a bucket upon hearing this, and he could only respond with a yes.
While Ye Lancheng was eating breakfast elegantly, while listening to his grandmother talking about An Zhisu, the corner of his indifferent mouth curled up with a slight arc.
Breakfast was spent happily amid grandma's nagging, Ye Lancheng's smile, and An Zhisu's determination to stop training while insisting on eating two slices of oatmeal bread, a fried egg and a glass of milk.
After having breakfast and waiting for Aunt Li to arrive, An Zhisu and Ye Lan went out. Today's driver was An Zhisu. She was extremely familiar with the streets and alleys of Suzhou and did not need navigation at all. When encountering traffic jams,
He abandoned the main road directly, drove the car, took shortcuts from the small roads skillfully, and also took the time to introduce to Ye Lancheng which side roads had which food, which annoyed Ye Lan.
I can’t even laugh or cry, I really don’t forget to eat wherever I go.
After driving like this for more than half an hour, they entered the old city of Su City. The roads here were narrow and the traffic was more congested. An Zhisu parked the car in a parking space on the roadside and got off with Ye Lancheng.
Change to Route 11 and walk.
The old town is full of old houses with white walls and black tiles. Most of the old houses are built along the river. The houses stand row upon row on the river bank, like pearls scattered on the coastline, dazzling and precious.
Ye Lancheng held An Zhisu's hand. Both of them were dressed more casually today, like a couple on a trip. The sun shone on them, drawing out the shadows of a pair walking side by side, exuding a sweet atmosphere.
An Zhisu pulled Ye Lancheng through the narrow old alleys. These alleys were somewhat similar to the alleys of S City, but they were completely different.
The alleys in City S represent dirt, chaos, and poor quality, as well as poverty and the lower class.
But the old alleys of Sioux City are clean and tidy. When walking in them, you won't feel poverty or backwardness. Only the vicissitudes and weight of history come to your face, making people feel awe.
A gust of breeze blew up An Zhisu's hair, and the hair playfully swept past Ye Lancheng's noble and handsome face, leaving a pleasant scent.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, I wandered alone in the long, long, and lonely rain alley.
I hope to meet a lilac-like girl with a sorrowful and resentful look.
She has...
Lilac-like color.
Fragrance like lilac.
As sad as lilac.
Complaining in the rain.
Sad and hesitant.
At this moment, Ye Lancheng suddenly remembered the song "Rain Alley" by Dai Wangshu. He could even imagine the woman he was holding, wearing a cheongsam and holding an oil-paper umbrella, walking in this long alley.
.The girl who is like a lilac, his girl, goes around in circles. A gentleman repays his kindness and pledges himself to her. After all, he and she are destined to be tied together for a lifetime.