Kiyokawa Danso

Chapter 6
In the evening, when he came back from his stroll, Lan Qingchuan saw the young man again. He was parked beside the wrought-iron fence of his house, and the shiny locomotive finally looked like a general who had lost his temper, leaning against him aggrievedly.Even at this moment, he didn't restrain himself at all, with his legs propped up, earphones on, and his head raised, revealing a clean chin and a slightly green Adam's apple.She looked at it, suddenly amused, and her eyes stopped on his slender, swaying legs in black trousers, such a ruffian was actually a bit pretty.

Perhaps it was the sound of her footsteps or the shadow she cast in the setting sun that alarmed the boy, and he opened his eyes immediately to look over.It was only then that Lan Qingchuan noticed his outstanding appearance, his beautiful tea-brown eyes filled with the afterglow of the setting sun.It's just that those eyes are too indifferent, without warmth, like sharp ice edges.

His eyes only slipped once, and he was not the one he expected to come over.But Lan Qingchuan heard him say "huh", and then turned his eyes to look at her, his eyes became more clear.He even raised his eyebrows as delicate as bamboo leaves, whistled, and raised his lips like cherry blossoms towards her: "At first, I planned to see what new owner lived here, but I didn't expect it to be a girl like a fairy."

Under the gorgeous summer sunset, this was the first sentence he said to her.

After hearing this, Lan Qingchuan couldn't help laughing, he didn't care about his frivolous tone, and even admired his clever articulation.Obviously his heavy locomotive had turned off, but he had to change the subject to cover up the embarrassing situation in front of him, which made the young man look more arrogant.

With a blank expression on her face, she thought of his bad and presumptuous behavior in the morning, so she pointed at his flat tire. When she raised her head, the young man didn't say a word, his eyes were very beautiful, and there was a strange look at her in his indifference. Stare at her.

Lan Qingchuan averted his eyes and continued to walk forward. This flamboyant young man raised his sharp eyebrows, turned away his tea-brown eyes with beautiful shapes, left his motorcycle and left, leaving her a The lips have a straight nose and a white cherry blossom-like side face.

In the next few days, Lan Qingchuan often encountered this domineering young man. He could always make noises that could not be ignored or even irritated in a quiet and beautiful environment.Lan Qingchuan didn't go out for a walk anymore, she was fed up with his restored motorcycle breaking in like a tough guy, tearing up the quiet atmosphere of the cherry blossom forest.

In just one week, her father Fang Yuzhong came to find him.Lan Qingchuan was not surprised by his speed, he has always been a person who is sometimes so persistent that he loses his grace, as she thought of this, the feeling of hatred flashed by.When Fang Yuzhong came, he was full of travel and dust, and he only brought a secretary with him.

Ten years later, the first thing his father said when he saw her was: "Qing Chuan, come back with me." He was as cold, forceful and even ruthless as him.

study.

The window curtains woven with golden gauze are thickly drawn to both sides, with tassels in the shape of iron towers hanging down.The mild sunlight outside the window falls on the simple log-colored desk, and a white notebook reflects the light harshly.

Fang Yuzhong squinted his eyes and glanced at the cylindrical and spiral bookshelves. Rows of books were neatly sorted, taking up half of the room.

He looked at the daughter who had been away from him for more than ten years.Because Lan Zongrong lived in France all the year round, he rarely set foot in France, nor had he been to Lan's Manor a few times.There was only one time when he asked to see Lan Qingchuan, but Lan Zongrong refused.

In the next few years, Lan Zongrong's attitude softened. It's not that he didn't meet Lan Qingchuan through some channels.

He watched from a distance, just a few times, a few glances.She looked very much like her mother, Lan Yuange, but she was not half as gentle and gentle as her mother, but rather indifferent.

After that, he never visited again.

(End of this chapter)