() Tang Xiaohan held the wooden portrait in his hand and trotted all the way with apprehension.

The bright moon in the night sky is Tang Xiaohan's only light.

She went around to the back of the mountain and dared all the way to the back of Yang Tianfan's house.

Tang Xiaohan knew which room Yang Tianfan slept in, so she brought a stone and climbed it in from their yard.

Fortunately, on summer nights, there were cicadas and frogs everywhere, which was able to drown out Tang Xiaohan's voice when he entered the house.

It's a good thing that they don't have a dog at home, otherwise this plan would not have been successful.

Tang Xiaohan didn't know how Yang Tianfan would react when he saw this portrait, whether it was surprise or fright! But she still had to explain her intentions.

Tang Xiaohan tiptoed into Yang Tianfan's room, picked up pen and paper from the table at the bedside, wrote down a confession, and finally pressed the portrait on the paper.

After doing all this, Tang Xiaohan came out of Yang Tianfan's house easily.

Tang Xiaohan took a deep breath of air, and suddenly realized that the stone in his heart had finally landed.

Tang Xiaohan took advantage of the night to walk home on the way, the moonlight was like water, pouring on her smooth face, and a trace of blush appeared.

Early the next morning, Yang Tianfan woke up from his sleep.

Tang Xiaohan's clear face was still reflected in his mind, the sweet smile, and the coquettish husband made Yang Tianfan intoxicated for a long time.

It was as if they had known each other a long, long time ago, and he dreamed of how they loved each other, how they lived lovingly for more than ten years and gave birth to a pair of children.

This dream was so real that when Yang Tianfan woke up, he forgot where he was. Is it a dream or is this a dream?

Yang Tianfan pressed his temples and found that this dream was too long, which made his head hurt a little.

When Yang Tianfan got up, he saw something on the table that had never been there before.

"What is this?" Yang Tianfan picked up the wooden portrait and looked at it for a long time, "It's a portrait, is this person me?"

Yang Tianfan picked up a note pressed under the wooden portrait again, and when he finished reading the short letter, the whole person felt like a great enemy.

In disbelief, he quickly put the wooden portrait back in its original position, trying to pretend that none of this had happened. But his heart has already been touched, how can he pretend to be okay!

"This was given to me by Xiaohan, how did she get in?" Yang Tianfan didn't expect Tang Xiaohan to take the initiative to confess to him, and he quietly went into his house to confess to him.

"It must be a prank!" Yang Tianfan thought about it, but only this one explanation was the most reasonable.

Yang Tianfan picked up the note and read it back and forth several times, each time it made him feel more guilty.

first Fan Limei's embrace, and then Tang Xiaohan's late-night love letters, he couldn't bear each of them.

Coupled with today's dream, Yang Tianfan had another worry in his heart.

At this time, Tang Xiaohan was immersed in the pink bubble world, looking forward to what kind of scene it would be when he met Yang Tianfan next time.

"Sister, it's time to get up...... Tang Xiaojuan pushed Tang Xiaohan, who was still sleeping, "Sister, why have you been up so late these days, what are you doing?"

Tang Xiaojuan impatiently urged Tang Xiaohan to get up and eat.

Tang Xiaohan paused, and got up from the bed slowly, but her soul had already flown away from the nine heavens.