Please make a serious statement

Chapter 145 The person who protects you hurts you

Ou Han glanced at the shop owner, and then his eyes fell on the post-it notes stuck on the entire wall. He frowned, and then he came back to his senses and said, "Lemon tea."

"Okay." The shop owner nodded, and when he collected the money, he couldn't help but look at Ou Han again, and then continued to do his own thing.

Ou Han came here because of the smell of lemon tea, but what he didn't expect was that he would actually see these things.

What he wrote to Yang Qianyu when he was young.

He looked up at the post-it notes all over the wall.

Ou Han seemed to see himself sitting on the glass and writing post-it notes seriously.

When he was young, he really thought that he could protect her until she was old, but what he didn't expect was that in the end, fate made him, the person who protected her, become the executioner who hurt her the most.

While Ou Han was thinking, the proprietress had already made lemon tea and put it on the cabinet.

"Sir, your drink is ready."

"Okay." Ou Han nodded, his hands paused slightly when he was taking the drink, and he looked up at the proprietress in front of him, "Can I write a post-it note?"

The proprietress hesitated, "..."

A lot of people have come to her shop since she opened the shop, but this kind of behavior of writing post-it notes seems to be forgotten, as if no customer has asked for it.

Hearing this, she glanced at her small shop, and then her eyes fell on the wall with paintings on the opposite side. After thinking about it, she nodded, took out a box of post-it notes she used to write things down from the counter, and handed them to Called Ou Han, "Use this."

"Thank you." Ou Han took the post-it note, held it for a while, and then bent down to write a line and stuck it on it.

After paying, he left without even taking the drink.

After he left, the proprietress found out that he seemed to be the second person who paid the bill but didn't get a drink.

Last time, it was an unattractive girl with freckles on her face. She seemed to have seen the post-it notes on the wall and left without even drinking.

Today it was a tall man who looked a bit like a half-breed.

Mixed race? ? ?
Thinking of this, the shop owner couldn't help muttering to himself, "Is he that kid from back then?"

Looks like love is really a bit like ah!

I still remember that a long time ago, the little guy who often came to her shop and pestered her to learn how to make lemon tea was also of mixed race, and his gray eyes were particularly beautiful.

And the eyes of this young man who often comes here are also gray, and the color is also extremely pure.

Could it... be him?

Thinking of this, the shop owner looked at the direction of Ou Han's departure and said with a sense of loss, "If that child is still here, he should be that tall!!"

right! !

It must have been that big.

I just don't know what happened to that child now?Is he with the girl he likes.

Withdrawing her gaze, the proprietress took the rag on the counter and wiped the table thoughtfully. After wiping it twice, she froze for a moment, then looked towards the opposite wall. A post-it note.

Seeing this, the shop owner put down the rag in his hand and walked over, "..."

Why didn't she think of it?Is it that child, just go over and look at the notes! !
After so many years, people will change and things will change, but people's handwriting will not change too much! !
(End of this chapter)