Kiyokawa Danso

Chapter 18 Between Two People
In late autumn, the number of classes decreased, and the number of times I went to college also decreased.

Lan Qingchuan often went to the clubhouse to play tennis, or go horseback riding at the racecourse.She is a noble and outstanding beauty, and she also attracts the attention of others, but everyone who has been in contact with her knows that she has an indifferent or even lonely personality.It's not easy to get close to her if you don't know someone well.

Gradually, almost everyone in the circle understood her temperament, and most people did not force to approach her, giving her independent space to adapt to the domestic environment.

However, there is also an accident, such as Han Luochen.

In this season of falling flowers, I met such a young man.He is a devil-level figure in this circle, so it is not surprising to meet him often.If he didn't have that wanton air, he might be a pleasing scenery in autumn.

However, if he didn't have that liveliness, he wouldn't be Han Luochen either.

Lan Qingchuan once again met Han Luochen at the Hongyuan Racecourse. He was feeding a maroon horse with fodder. The horse had just grown up and loved him very much. The eyes are pure and lovely.

Seeing her coming, he threw away the fodder in his hand, turned on the water pipe beside him, and flushed his hands.At the same time, he turned his head and raised his eyebrows jokingly: "I can always see you recently, so you can't wait to see me?"

How could Lan Qingchuan ignore him, opened the door of the stable, pulled out her horse, turned over and sat on the horse's back.

The corners of Han Luochen's mouth curled up, and his tea-brown eyes were much brighter under the late autumn sunlight, but he didn't see the usual gloomy indifference that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

He quietly looked at Lan Qingchuan who was holding the rein. She was wearing a dark red woolen riding suit, black trousers, and flaxen boots.Her long hair, which always hangs loosely at the nape of her neck, is pulled up under a wide, cowboy-style riding hat.

Oh, it has a special flavor, no wonder he always sees the drooling look on the faces of those young men and boys when they mention her.

Lan Qingchuan was about to leave when he heard him shout, "Wait a minute, let's compare."

She was startled, grabbed the rein all of a sudden, and looked at him with pale black eyes.

Han Luochen had already got on his horse, and he rode a tall black horse.Meeting her eyes, he raised his sharp eyebrows, and said in an arrogant and unrestrained tone, "Why, why don't you leave? Are you waiting to lose?"

Lan Qingchuan withdrew his gaze, got off his horse, and rushed forward.

The back is tall and straight, elegant and bright.

There are not many people on the racecourse, most of them are couples, pulling the horses and taking a leisurely walk.Suddenly, he saw two horses galloping forward, one behind the other.The leader was a beautiful girl in red, followed by a slender boy, and the distance between the two was getting closer.

The girl suddenly turned a corner, and the dust kicked up, heading towards the shore of the lake.The young man pulled the reins, and turned the direction flexibly, without falling too much.

Many people on the racetrack cheered, mixed with whistles.

The two of them almost circled the racecourse before stopping.Lan Qingchuan started first and gained the advantage, but his physical strength was no match for Han Luochen, and he was gradually overtaken later.

It was evening.Withered and yellow leaves rustle down, thousands of leaves paint the deep silence of late autumn, different from the gorgeous flowers in summer, it is too quiet, full of brilliant golden, like the best moment in life.

(End of this chapter)