Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 437 Red Sunset

Mr. Zhan stood at the gate at some point.

He looked at Mrs. Bai with excitement: "Yunping, I'm here!"

Mrs. Bai looked at him blankly and forgot to respond for a moment.

She almost thought she was hallucinating. How could it be possible? She was thinking about that person and he really appeared in front of her?
"Mom, Uncle Zhan is calling you." Bai Yuxin reminded carefully from the side.

Mrs. Bai woke up as if from a dream, her old eyes blinked a few times and gradually became filled with moisture.

An Yan and Bai Yuxin looked at each other, and they made a tacit agreement not to disturb the two elderly people again, and walked past them quietly.

Outside the gate, Zhan Mochen was leaning quietly on the tree trunk, his long legs slightly bent, one hand in his pocket, his posture was leisurely and comfortable.

Seeing them coming out, Zhan Mochen stood up straight: "Aunt Bai, Xiaoyan."

"Well, you guys chat, I'm a little dizzy, so I'm going back first." Bai Yuxin said, holding her head.

An Yan quickly raised her hand and touched her forehead: "Did you catch a cold from the wind just now?"

"Probably so."

Zhan Mochen also came closer at this time and glanced at Bai Yuxin: "I'll send aunt back first. Xiaoyan, you wait here for me to come back. If you need anything, call me."

"Yes." An Yan nodded and told Bai Yuxin, "If you feel really uncomfortable, take some medicine, go back and take a hot bath, and rest early."

"Be careful yourself."

Bai Yuxin and Zhan Mochen left.

An Yan stood alone outside the villa. The moonlight was pleasant, and the moonlight poured on her body, making her look particularly soft.

She had no intention of going into the courtyard again, where her grandma and grandpa were reminiscing about old times. She would only disturb them if she went in.

At this moment, in the courtyard, Mr. Zhan had already walked to Mrs. Bai.

He stared closely at the familiar face in front of him, and there was excitement in his eyes.

"You, are you really here? When that brat told me, I thought he was lying to me..." He had a lot to say, but he just started and didn't know how to continue.

The same is true for Mrs. Bai.

Her eyes dropped to the ground, feeling herself enveloped by a scorching light, and even her breathing began to become disordered.

She laughed that after half her life, she could still act like she did when she was young. When she saw her beloved boy, she would become so nervous that her face would turn red and her heart would beat fast, and she would not even be able to speak.

"Yunping, do you still remember this place? This is the place where we two met for the first time. That day you wore a white dress and braided two long braids, and you were swinging here... I saw you At that time, I thought you were a little fairy from the sky, and I didn’t dare to disturb you..."

Mr. Zhan was talking about the past, and Mrs. Bai hung her hands by her side, listening to him quietly.

A gust of cool wind blew up the old lady's thin shawl and messed up her neatly combed silver hair.

"You..." Mrs. Bai woke up from a dream, raised her hand to press her shawl, and was about to smooth her hair when she was held down by a pair of big hands.

"Your hair is messy, let me straighten it for you." Mr. Zhan gently helped the old lady with his other hand to trim the bits of hair from the temples to behind the ears.

Mrs. Bai's heartbeat was a little erratic.

Should she knock off his troublesome hand and use her hands and feet to say something like that!

But many years ago, this boy did exactly the same thing to her. How did she respond then?
"Brother Jintai, thank you." The girl smiled as softly as a wisteria flower and said lightly.

"You, what did you call me?" Mr. Zhan almost thought he was hallucinating, and grabbed Mrs. Bai's hand in ecstasy.Just now, he seemed to have heard Mrs. Bai calling him "Brother Jintai"?
Mrs. Bai woke up from a dream, her face turned red with embarrassment, and she quickly looked away.

She didn't expect that she actually called the old man's name!

Seeing her like this, Mr. Zhan realized it no matter how slow his reaction was.

Is it true that she is actually willing to call him like before?
Does it mean that she is willing to look back at him and pay attention to him?

Mr. Zhan was so happy that he didn't know what to do. Suddenly he used his hands hard and hugged Mrs. Bai directly in his arms.

"You!" Mrs. Bai blushed and wanted to push the old man away, but her hands seemed to have no strength and she couldn't push him away no matter what.

"I was wrong, Yunping, I was wrong. I shouldn't have agreed to separate from you and marry someone else many years ago. Yunping, I was really wrong..."

Mr. Zhan held the beloved woman in his arms tightly, speaking incoherently.

But every word, every sentence is spoken from the heart.

After so many years of regret and grief, every sleepless night, he frantically wanted to find her...

It doesn't matter anymore, it's all over. As long as she is still by his side and in his arms, he has nothing to worry about.

At night, the wind is as cool as water, and the wisteria flowers blooming all over the yard exude a green and faint fragrance. Along with the whispers between lovers, they are quickly carried out gently by the wind.

An Yan looked down at her phone. On the screen was the voice message Zhan Mochen sent a minute ago.

Worried that she would be bored outside alone, Zhan Mochen sent a voice message almost every once in a while.

"Xiaoyan, are you a little bored? Let me sing to you."

"...Ten years ago, we were friends and we could still say hello..."

Zhan Mochen's magnetic voice is no worse than that of the original singer!
An Yan couldn't help but put the phone to her ear, listening to her beloved humming her favorite song to her in this silent night.

that's nice!

Time seems to have stopped, and the stars in the night sky are dotted above the head, like a thick and beautiful picture.

Under the silver-gray moonlight, the woman's slender figure stood under the banyan tree, her breezy dress swaying in the wind, and her two straight white legs exposed. She was like a beautiful fairy who accidentally fell to earth from the ninth heaven. , as if accidentally you can no longer see it.

Zhan Mochen approached gently, folded his big hands, and the little woman was already lying in his arms.

"You..." An Yan was startled. When she saw it was him, she said angrily: "I was scared to death. When did you come?"

"Just here, what are you thinking about, the little fairy, so absorbed?" Zhan Mochen lowered his head and rubbed the top of her head.

"Little fairy, I don't want to pay attention to you, a slut." An Yan half-joked, her big eyes smiling like a crescent moon.

"Yanyan." Zhan Mochen grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips, murmuring affectionately, "You are so beautiful!"

His voice is low and seductive, and the smile spreads from the end of his eyes. What woman can resist!

An Yan blushed, this man flirted with him no matter what!

"How are grandma and grandpa doing? There seems to be no movement. Are they okay?" An Yan asked worriedly.

Zhan Mochen glanced inside and said with a smile: "It's a good thing if there's no movement, don't worry."

(End of this chapter)