Rong Fan quietly looked at her side face, and the jade pieces decorated with white peony flowers and tassels shaking gently in the wind, as if the bright moonlight shook into his heart, illuminating his inner confusion.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to speak, for fear of disturbing the quiet and gentle moment, for the glitz of the mirror and the moon, because he would break the shattering moment when he opened his mouth.

So they often do this. They are all quiet people, often together, silent. She likes to see the scenery, and he likes to see her, but they can't even see it.

The night wind blew for an hour or two, and probably felt cold, Xia Ran looked at it with some attachment, and then he reluctantly left the stairs. The people guarding the yard knew that the owner had come, so they had prepared dinner as usual.

Placed in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, the pavilion built in the middle of the lake, the rippling blue waves give the illusion of being on a boat. The cool breeze blows through the flowers, bringing fragrance, and the lights are all around. Dining in such a place is particularly appetizing.

Rong Fan carefully tried to pick up a piece of tofu for Xia Ran. The tofu fell into her bowl. His fingertips couldn't help but tighten, with a very nervous mood, as if a prisoner waiting for the verdict.

Xia Ran was stunned for a moment, but then she kept her face closed. She looked up and smiled at him under the light, then lowered her head and put it into her mouth.

Rong Fan's eyes were so excited that his eyes turned red, and his hands holding chopsticks could not stop trembling. He felt moved that the clouds were scattered and the moon was bright, and the bitterness came to the end.

With this beginning, he picked up the vegetables for her again. Xia Ran cooperated very well. She chewed and ate them slowly as long as he picked them. The initial uneasy news made the smile on his face brighter and brighter.

"I'm full." Xia Ran put down her chopsticks, "You can eat something too."

"Oh, OK." I was stupid, it seemed that I had just realized now that I had no food.

Xia Ran's eyes fell softly on him, always with a pure smile.

After dinner, Xia Ran and Rong Fan walked along the corridor side by side. This was a very long corridor that almost connected the scenery and objects of the entire manor. It took several hours to walk normally. Xia Ran only walked a little while each time, but today he finished it.

A few hours, it was early morning. They didn't say a word, and just followed the corridor silently. Looking at the rockery in front of them, Xia Ran was stunned for a moment before quickly regaining her smile: "Go back."

The people in the manor thought they were going to stay overnight, but they didn't expect that they drove away again. Xia Ran was still driving. The car went down the road and arrived at a flat downhill of about 900 meters in the department head. Xia Ran stopped the car.

She held the steering wheel in both hands, and the smile on the corner of her lips was still there. Her voice was very soft, and her name was particularly lingering: "Rong Fan~"

"Um?"

She turned her head and looked at him quietly: "I love you very much."

Rong Fan's heart tightened. He looked at her and looked at her deeply. A kind of panic shot out from her calm and affectionate eyes for no reason and wrapped around him. His throat tightened and he couldn't make a sound.
Chapter completed!