After sending warmth to the future boss, he was reborn

Chapter 272 never left
The weather in M ​​City in November has turned cold, but it is not cold.

Lu Qingjue came by on his bicycle, and saw Ye Wanwan who was waiting for him at the door of the villa.

Ye Wanwan looked sideways when she heard the voice.

The afterglow of the setting sun slanted on the handsome young man's cheeks, the breeze blew, and the leaves of the sycamore tree fell gently, and the leaves that were run over by the wheels made a rustling sound.

All of this is so familiar, as if I have seen it countless times in a dream.

Ye Wanwan was in a trance.

Lu Qingjue parked his bicycle next to her, with a nice smile on his lips.

"Wanwan, come up quickly."

Ye Wanwan came back to her senses and paused for a few seconds: "Are you sure you want to take me by bike?"

"Ah."

"Okay... If I fall, I will pull you as a back."

"I'm so happy." Lu Qingjue said with a smile.

Ye Wan rolled his eyes at him, walked over and sat sideways on the back seat of the bicycle.

Lu Qingjue waited for her to sit down, and then rode his bicycle towards the city center.

The two shuttled through the streets and alleys, with the cool wind blowing, and Ye Wanwan could feel the bustle of traffic in the city even more clearly when she sat in the back seat.

"The first time I met you was on the streets of the imperial capital. At that time, my family was poor and I was handing out leaflets on the side of the road." Lu Qingjue said softly while riding a bicycle.

His voice was cold, but at the moment it seemed gentle like the wind.

"I noticed you at the first sight in the crowd, but... I had nothing at that time, so I chose to pass by."

……

Maybe today's wind is too gentle, blowing over people drunk.

Ye Wanwan quietly wrapped her arms around the young man's thin waist from behind, then leaned her head on his shoulder, listening to him talk about the past.

Memories are like a thread running through the memory track of the whole story with a memory point.

That was her and his past.

"Aren't you reborn without those memories?" Ye Wanwan asked suddenly.

Lu Qingjue was taken aback for a moment, his brows and eyes were bent: "Actually, I remembered later."

"Ah? When?" Ye Wanwan blinked and asked in confusion.

"Do you remember Chaoyue Wanwan?"

"Remember." Ye Wanwan pursed her lips.

"At that time, I was in the gate of time and space, and saw our past and present lives... I remembered everything."

"Past and present?" Ye Wanwan's eyes widened.

Lu Qingjue stopped his bicycle and looked at the street lights in the distance, his dark eyes were as dark as ink, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The night was sinking a little bit, and the surroundings seemed to be completely quiet, not even the sound of birds fluttering.

Only the occasional wind blew, bringing the fallen autumn leaves from the trees to the ground, and scattered them into mud.

"Those are not important anymore, the most important thing now is—"

Lu Qingjue's voice paused for a moment, and then he smiled softly: "The important thing is when Wanwan agrees to be with me?"

The topic changed too suddenly.

"what?"

"Wanwan, I love you, I love you very much."

The sudden confession caught Ye Wanwan off guard.

"Why did you say this all of a sudden?" She blushed and was rarely shy.

Lu Qingjue turned his head to look at Ye Wanwan behind him.

The breeze blew the girl's long hair, revealing a smooth forehead, delicate little face, and trembling eyelashes.

"Actually, I have never left in the past five years." He said softly.

Ye Wanwan blinked her eyes and looked up at him.

The eyes of the two met in the air.

Lu Qingjue bent down, eyes level with her: "Every time the wind blows, every time the rain falls, I will be by your side..."

(End of this chapter)