At the end of the kiss, Wen Ran's entire body collapsed in Mo Xiuchen's arms.

Her little face was hot, her eyes were blurred, and her legs were even more sore, she hadn't had such intimacy for too long, and her heart seemed to pop out of her chest at any time.

Mo Xiuchen's big hand was wrapped around her waist, and there was a fire jumping under his hot and deep eyes, after all, he was afraid of scaring her, he resisted the idea of continuing, and said hoarsely: "Ranran, can you tell me where this is?" ”

He felt a sense of familiarity here, but he couldn't remember why it was familiar and what it meant to him.

Wen Ran secretly calmed down before she raised her eyes, and when she met his deep and hot eyes, her heart trembled fiercely.

A light smile bloomed between Qingli's eyebrows, and she turned her eyes to look around the huge courtyard, and finally, her eyes stopped on a cherry tree, and the picture of Mo Xiuchen standing on the cherry tree and smiling at her appeared in front of her.

Her heart suddenly warmed.

Stretching out his hand and pointing to the tree, he said softly, "Xiuchen, when the cherries are ripe, you are still picking cherries for me to eat on the tree." ”

Mo Xiuchenjun's face was a little dazed, he frowned, trying to remember something, but his gentle voice stopped him, "Xiuchen, don't be in a hurry to think about the past, I'll introduce you first, don't force yourself to think about it, you know?" ”

She was afraid that the more he couldn't remember, the more anxious he became.

Mo Xiuchen looked at her eyes full of concern, couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips, and gently agreed: "Okay, I'm not in a hurry, anyway, we have a lifetime, but then, if I can't remember those times in my life, then I will remember every day from now on, don't dislike me, okay?" ”

For some reason, his deliberately soft tone of 'Don't dislike me' made Wen Ran's heart sour, she pretended to be annoyed and glared at him, and said angrily: "You are the handsome and noble, wise and decisive President of Moda, who dares to dislike you, if you don't dislike me, I will burn high incense." ”

"Haha, of course, you don't have to burn high incense, I forget myself, I can still remember you, in this life, I can't escape from the palm of your hand."

Mo Xiuchen's ridiculous words expelled the sourness in Wen Ran's heart, she couldn't help laughing, glanced at him fiercely, and grabbed his big hand with her small hand, "Let's walk around the yard, there are also fruit trees planted behind, I'll take you to see it." ”

"Good!"

Mo Xiuchen smiled softly and charmingly, and his eyes were full of doting. Let her take his hand and walk forward, listening to her soft and soft voice say: "Xiuchen, the first time you brought me here, it was the season when the cherries were just ripe, and at that time, it was also when you were sick. ”

Hearing the suppressed sadness in Wen Ran's tone, Mo Xiuchen's heart tightened, and she subconsciously held her soft little hand in the palm of her hand, and the two stood still at the marble table under the cherry tree, Wen Ran pointed to the cherry trees and said, "That afternoon, you were responsible for picking cherries on the tree, and I was responsible for eating under the tree." We stayed here overnight, and the next day, we picked a lot of cherries and sent them back. ”

"By the way, I'll show you the picture."

Wen Ran said, reaching out for his phone.

Mo Xiuchen's eyes deepened, watching her take out her mobile phone and find the photo, she turned sideways and flipped through the photo album to show him: "Xiuchen, look, this is what I took when you picked cherries, isn't it handsome?" ”

"Hmm."

A touch of eagerness flashed in Mo Xiuchen's eyes, and he looked at the photo on Wen Ran's phone, yes, that's him.

He stood on the cherry tree, some holding the cherry and bending down to hand it to her, some reaching out to pick the cherry from the branch, and some smiling softly at her......

One by one, they were all proofs of their happiness, he looked at those photos, and an indescribable complex emotion appeared in his heart, and the other long arm was tightly wrapped around Wen Ran's waist, "Ran Ran." ”

Wen Ran's body stiffened, she heard the complicated emotions in his tone, felt his mood, she turned her head, and looked at him with gentle eyes: "Xiuchen, do you know?" At the beginning, you told me to plant many fruit trees for me when you come back, and in the future, every year when the fruit is ripe, you will accompany me here to pick fruits, and when we are old, we will still live here......"

In the days when he was away, every time she thought of those words, her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

She is not counting the days day by day, suffering day by day, but every minute and every second, she is suffering, and the pain of thinking and panic is incomprehensible to others.

"Yes, I'm sorry."

The gentle pampering in Mo Xiuchen's eyes was replaced by a deep sense of guilt and distress, he knew that he was far away in country D, and when he was with Cheng Jia, how tormented and sad he was.

She must have been sad and desperate.

Not only did she not dare to contact him, but she also connected to his phone, and she did not dare to admit it.

Thinking of the words she said on the phone, "You made a mistake", his heart was like being pinched hard by an invisible big hand, the pain was sharp, and the hand holding her waist suddenly tightened.

Wen Ran's eyes were moist at some point, and his already clear eyes became more and more crystal clear under the soaking of the mist, like a fine pearl.

She blinked, forced herself to suppress the sadness that surged in her heart like a tide, a gentle smile appeared on her lips, and she whispered: "Xiuchen, don't apologize, it's not your fault." ”

Even if he is really with Cheng Jia, even if he treats her as a stranger in this life, she will not blame him, never.

He is her cultivator, the man she loves, as long as he lives well, she is willing to keep this love in her heart forever, as she said, keep her love and memories for him, and live this life.

"Xiuchen, this villa is your grandparents' home, you told me that you spent a happy childhood here when you were a child."

Wen Ran pursed her lips, smiled brightly, and continued to introduce him.

"Really? This is my grandparents' house? ”

He led Wen Ran around to the back of the villa, and then circled back from the right, his mind was still only a little familiar, and he couldn't remember any bits and pieces.

Wen Ran smiled and said: "Xiuchen, because of time, you haven't told me about your childhood, and when you think about it one day, you must tell me everything." ”

She wants to know all about him, shares his joys, and shares his sorrows.

Mo Xiuchen nodded with a smile and promised gently: "Okay, then, when I remember the past, I will tell you as soon as possible." ”

"That's it." Wen Ran smiled with great joy, her eyes blinked, as bright as the stars, and her voice was light, which was very comfortable to listen to: "Don't worry, I will always wait for you to remember." ”

"Ranran, thank you."

Mo Xiuchen's voice was low and gentle, and his heart was full of emotion.