Perfect Match

Yan Ning nodded and asked, "Uncle Yan Ning wants to know one thing. To tell you the truth: do you like Hida?"

He An kept silent for a while and replied, "Like."

Yan Ning smiled comfortably: "Two people like each other and are willing to be frank with each other. They will always be happy in the future."

"Ok."

He An stared at Yan Ning and said quite seriously, "Uncle Yan, if ... I mean, if Fei Ling makes another mistake later, I may not forgive him for the second time, but this does not prevent me from You like it. Suzuran is your granddaughter. If you want to see her, hug her, and live with her, you can come here at any time. "

"……thank you."

Yan Ning looked at the bright eyes of He An, and read from it that she was extremely flexible and stubborn, like her 20-year-old herself, and she was clearly more transparent than she was then.

Early in the morning the next morning, before the mist disappeared, Yanning left the town of Luojing.

He has to catch the plane at eight thirty.

At that time, Lily of the Valley was still asleep, He An got up early, cooked a pot of millet porridge, served with pickles and lotus pond stir-fry, ate with Yanning, and then sent the person out of Luojiao Town.

There are seven or three three-wheeled small motorcycles parked near the town gate. The old ones are waiting for work.

A low-profile SUV is mixed with windows closed tightly and the whole body darkened. The driver is a person who pays attention to the rules of the door. He doesn't play with his mobile phone, and his hands are folded in front of him.

Seeing Yan Ning, he hurried forward and reached out to catch the luggage trolley: "Madam, Master sent me to pick you up."

He An immediately opened his eyes and smiled: "I'm still worried about where to rent a car. It's just right now. Uncle Yan, get in the car."

Yanning was a little helpless: "I said it many times. I don't need to pick it up. I can buy a ticket and go back."

"You can rest assured that you didn't make a special trip to pick you up." The driver quickly explained and said with a grin, "It was the second master who hurried to arrive and didn't want to delay for a minute. I'll take you back by the way, so that you don't have to spend a lot of time on the boat and go to the airport to crowd people. "

Second Master? Is ... means Zheng Feiyu?

Has he arrived?

He An tipped his toes slightly, and looked around left and right, but did not see anyone.

"What about people?" Yanning asked.

The driver turned to the car, opened the rear door, and respectfully called out, "Master."

Nothing happened for a long time.

The people in the car seemed to be doing important mental preparations, and they never showed up. After brewing alone for a long time, he finally bent down and stepped out of the door.

He An looked at him from a distance, his face was surprisingly calm.

Zheng Feiyu is still tall and tall, thinner than before, his eye sockets are deep, and his fatigue is not easy to hide. It can be seen that the past month has not been easy.

He was wearing a black shirt with a pheromone seal on the back of his neck. There was also a black rope around the neck, tied with a transparent glass tube, hanging like a pendant at the heart.

The liquid in the tube is red and the blood is generally bright and dazzling.

There is also a circle of wrist brace or applicator wrapped around the left wrist, which is probably afraid that the wound will scare others.

Zheng Feiyu stood there, watching He An, smiling gently.

"He An, I'm back."

Chapter 64

The morning mist dispersed, replaced by straight-up cooking smoke, each house gradually opened the door, the oriental roof tiles were stacked, and the straight ridges held up a golden sunrise.

Zheng Feiyu and He An walked side by side in the alley, and the suitcase behind them bumped up and down, rolling over the stone road lightly.

Zheng Fei drew his right hand, his left hand dangled from his trouser leg, his fingertips moved a few times, and his wrists couldn't help raising it a few times. He was still afraid to go to He's shoulder.

Almost.

After all, they haven't been close to that share.