Chapter 231 (2/2)

In the nose tip, a fresh fragrance came.

Han Shuilan sat opposite Liu Yanbo. After she sat down, Lin Xue took the initiative to introduce him: ”Mr. Han, this is my brother Liu Yanbo.”

Liu Yanbo?

This name seems to be a little familiar, Han Shuilan can't help but look at him from the left and right, looking at him carefully.

If life is like an opera, how many twists and turns, and how many unexpected reunion?

Han Shuilan remembers that in her already mottled memory, there was also a young man named Liu Yanbo. After careful consideration, she found that there were some similarities in appearance with the man named Liu Yanbo, but there were many differences.

There are too many people with the same name in the world for too long.

Liu Yanbo slowly loosened his chopsticks and raised his head slightly to meet the puzzled eyes. His lips moved, but he didn't say a word -

I asked how to trace the time, the blooming and falling flowers of that season, and the whispering in the wind;

and what kind of identity should I take to recover the grass on the playground Hairy fall into the collar, I am beside you enjoying the afternoon sunshine;

what kind of story does Izu's painting peel away from, is it the initial beauty or is it close to the horizon?

The woman in front of her has appeared in Liu Yanbo's memory many times. He remembers her twinkles, smiles and words.

Today, many years later, he looked at her quietly and suddenly showed a smile. The smile spread from the corner of his mouth to the corner of his eyes. It was very shallow, but it was enough to be happy.No matter how ruthless the years are, no matter how many vicissitudes of life we have experienced, this smile is as innocent as it was at the beginning -

after years, the youth is still there!

More than ten years later, Han Shuilan couldn't remember much about that poor and backward town. But she still remembered the smile, the young man who had cried her anger.

She laughed, no longer excited to meet again, only shallow gentle, gently whispered: ”is it you?”

”It's me.” Smile has spread to the whole face, Liu Yanbo said the words hidden in the heart has been a long time greetings. ”Miss Han, long time no see.”

Han Shuilan suddenly lowered her head. When she raised her head again, her smile had been a little more reminiscent, and her voice seemed to have some bitterness in her voice. She sighed: ”Stinky boy, it's really a long time no see!”

Even if a thousand words, even if ten thousand words, also can't compare with this yearning call.

Stinky boy -

Liu Yanbo, who has reached the age of 26, has a sour feeling in his nose after many years.

But he did not cry, this stubborn is not from a man's self-esteem. But from that season of that year, that young man who still insisted on waving and smiling when parting, insisted on the bravery of a boy in front of her.

It's better to complain about heaven and earth, or kill people like hemp

On the last day of that year, Liu Yanbo had torn his heart into two parts, expelling the childishness and innocence of the other half, leaving only the apathy and pain of the half.

He thought he would never come back.

But now, when the title in his memory rings again, Liu Yanbo seems to see the boy who has fallen into the abyss and returns with broken wings

He walked slowly to himself and said with a smile: Liu Yanbo, I'm back.