No one lives in it, and the tile-roofed houses are dilapidated, dilapidated, and overgrown with weeds.
"Aren't you going in?" Lan Xixi stood awkwardly on the outside, not knowing where to start.
Bo Zhanye looked at such a dilapidated house, which was the most backward building in the countryside, and then looked at Lan Xixi's embarrassed little face, and finally understood why the little girl rejected him thousands of miles away, saying that he was superior and just playing for fun.
.
He put the child down: "You guys stand here while Daddy goes in with Mummy."
"Okay." The two children were very obedient.
Bo Zhanye took Lan Xixi and walked into the half-collapsed ruins himself.
There were spider webs everywhere he passed, which were so incompatible with his dignified figure and expensive suit.
"Bo Zhanye..." Lan Xixi felt increasingly embarrassed.
She never disliked her hometown, nor did she find it embarrassing to be poor in the countryside, but she showed her past in front of him without any reservation, but she still felt uncomfortable with it.
After all, he is like the clouds in the sky and she is the mud on the ground, a world of difference.
Bo Zhanye seemed to understand her thoughts. After walking into the living room, he held her hand:
"Don't feel embarrassed, I am also from a rural area, and the conditions are not much better than here."
Lan Xixi heard about the courtyard house: "But your home is not bankrupt and is still very neat."
Her words made Bo Zhanye frown: "Have you been there?"
"Forehead......"
That time she went to convince Zhao Xinlan and she did visit her.
There is nothing to hide now.
She said: "Remember that time you and Qin Qianluo went back to your hometown? You refused to leave me, and it was inconvenient for me to see you, but I was really worried that you had a bad relationship with your mother, and I was even more worried that you couldn't get out, so I went there
Visited my aunt.
Of course, in my capacity as Lan Jiao, I asked Qin Qianluo to express my feelings on my behalf without telling you."
Bo Zhanye suddenly realized.
At that time, he was surprised that Qin Qianluo had such a mentality, but he didn't expect that it was her fault...
A brilliant light flashed across his eyes: "You are the stupidest, and you are not afraid that I will really fall in love with another woman."
Lan Xixi smiled: "Isn't that true? If you really like me, I can only say that I am not lucky, which also means that you are not worthy of my love."
She always believes that anyone who can reach the best is worth it.
Bo Zhanye said no more to her: "So, we are a good match, so there is no need to feel embarrassed."
Then, as I walked inside, I didn't feel that the word "well-matched" was used incorrectly at all.
If Lan Xixi had his family fortune, maybe... she wouldn't run into him at all, okay?
He curled his lips and was about to say something...
I saw Bo Zhanye's tall figure frozen in the room, his breath suddenly sinking.
"What's wrong?" She walked over curiously, and then she saw - there were many photos of her and Nan Jingting pasted on the half-collapsed wall!
Although many of them have turned yellow, it can still be seen that they have a very good relationship and are childhood sweethearts.
"Um...here, this was taken for free by our uncle at the photo studio when we were young. It happened in the past eight hundred years, so you won't be jealous, right?"
Bo Zhanye glanced at her lightly, picked up a notebook on the worn table and opened it at random. Then, he saw again——
On the home page, the names of Nan Jingting and Lan Xixi are written, and they are circled with a heart.
He asked: "What about this? Who painted it?"
Nan Jingting? You? Or did he hold your hand and draw together?"
Ahem!
The smell of vinegar is almost filling the air! It's so sour!
Lan Xixi couldn't help being embarrassed and quickly closed the door: "You were not sensible when you were a child, why are you going over old scores?
Who is young and hasn’t had his first love yet?
Don’t you?”
"No." Bo Zhanye answered quite neatly.
Lan Xixi choked up: "...No way? No first love? I don't believe it...
You were so good at kissing that night, and you were so good at it, you looked like you had gone through many battles."