Chapter 12 (1/2)

Fu Zhiran was surprised that the old man's greeting to her had come, ”Xiao ran.”

”Grandfather!” Fu Zhiran immediately takes her eyes away from LAN Jingyan and looks at him with a smile.

She was wearing a pink sweater, black matte bottoms and long hair.

Standing there, he looked very clever.

The man a pair of black eyes, can't help showing a trace of doting, but the moment is a cold.

Then, his eyes moved to Fu Zhiran's right hand dragging the small suitcase, quickly flashed a guess.

To the sofa, the old man bent down to sit down, he also bent down, ready to sit down.

The old man suddenly looked at him and asked, ”didn't you say you were leaving?”

”Oh LAN Jingyan immediately straightened up and nodded without expression.

One foot, but no sign of moving.

The old man asked, ”you're going back to the city right away.”

”No LAN Jingyan shook his head. ”I'll stay with my grandfather for a few days.”

Then he started to walk towards the gate.

Fu Zhiran holds the box face to face with him.

Two people brush past, a wisp of familiar fragrance, from Fu Zhiran's nose.

”This shampoo smells good.”

”If you like this brand of shampoo, it will be used by me in the future.”

Sudden memories, let Fu Zhiran ten fingers a tight, she stopped, suddenly turned.

The man's last shadow disappeared from her sight. She opened her mouth and pursed it slowly.