"I just ask! What's the difference between you and not? No matter where you go, if you book a place, remember to tell me, I'll come and see you at any time! Now that the transportation is so developed, who will really not be able to see who?!"

Qin Yi is right.

No matter how far apart, it is just a ticket.

After hearing this, Mo Huaiyuan frowned slightly, turned his head and remained silent.

——It is indeed not far apart, and you can see it just by wanting it, but the key is that he really wants to never come back from Kyoto. He will never see that person An Zhanyu for the rest of his life.

After chatting for a while, the dumplings were cooked, Qin Yi arranged to eat dumplings. The tried-cooked dumplings were steaming even if they couldn't be kept until the night, it would be fine now.

An Ran frowned, as if she smelled mutton. She didn't like mutton very much before, but now she smelled it very fishy.

Qin Yi was still trying his best to instigate him, even though Mo Huaiyuan was whispering to refuse, Qin Yi soon realized that he was so frightened that he was so scared—

No. No.

These two people, Mo Huaiyuan alone, are starting over. No matter how he does, but if An Ran follows her, she will be elopement!!

But the two people in front of them had no ups and downs or something wrong in their emotions. It was not very suitable to say that the appearance was in harmony with the spirit, but it seemed... it was... the appearance was in harmony with the spirit...

An Ran didn't know how to refuse. Her emotional intelligence was low. In the past, because her father was An Zhanyu, no one would say that she did anything wrong. Now she felt that her popularity and social relationships were simply a mess. She didn't know how to deal with herself in other people's homes, nor would she refuse her elders with a good temper. Mo Huaiyuan saw her red face in the light of her eyes, and was embarrassed and stalemate for a long time before turning her head and whispering to the old man who was in a local dialect that she didn't need it.

The little thing didn't look very good, so he simply quit.

Qin Yi was shocked: "Let's go now?"

"Well. There is something else to go. Take good care of your younger brother and sister. We will come here next time." Mo Huaiyuan glanced at Qin Yi's wife and nodded politely.

"Then I'll give it to you." Qin Yi put down his chopsticks in embarrassment and followed him out with a gloomy face.

When An Ran took the key to find the car, Qin Yi pulled him over, frowned tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "You know what I mean. If you leave, we have no objection. The family of An's family is not suitable for you, and it should have been gone long ago... But it will take at least a year for Secretary An to come down in this position. What does it mean to take An Ran away now? Will he let you go easily?"

The snow in Kyoto is smaller, and small particles float down and melt when it touches people's skin.

Mo Huaiyuan raised his eyes and stared at the tiny figure in the snow. His eyes were blurred and his voice was low: "I said, I want to take her away?"

Qin Yi was even more terrifying!!

What is that?

"Kyoto is still her home, she can come back at any time."

"I want to leave, she can follow her, she can do whatever she wants. I won't force her to stay when she wants to come back."

neither knows.

This is not an elopement after all, it is just his exile alone.

It was getting dark when the two left.

It should be that some people who are quasi-goers saw the license plate number driving into this old area. Qin Yi was afraid that something would happen if they were kept, so he let it go. The brothers never talked too much, and he didn't say much, but just looked at the car that was leaving.

In his thirties, everyone knows that they require stability. Cao Kun was doing well with the Light and Shadow Team back then, and he could do it. Only Mo Huaiyuan was still wandering with that willful woman. Now, for some reason, it seems that even this woman may not necessarily be necessary.

Qin Yi felt a pity in his heart, smoking cigarettes and dripping with snow, and soon he saw several large military vehicles flashing bright lights and turning in.

The guard's face was very anxious. When he got out of the car, he asked, "Are the person still there? Our leader knows that they are back and have stayed with you."

Qin Yi said nothing, squinted his eyes, the smoke between his fingers was burning quietly, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Do you eat dumplings?"

...

After leaving Qin Yi's house, go west, and there will be wasteland in the suburbs.

The car was sitting quietly and quietly. At first, I didn’t know where this was going, but the deeper I walked into the mountains, the more I knew it.

She remembers it.

The first generation of martyrs cemetery was built here, and she understood what he had come to do.

This place is close to several middle schools, and students come to visit and sweep the graves from time to time.

Tang is in a state of appearance, and other times it is extremely deserted. People clean up the weeds regularly, but the person in charge of cleaning up actually has nothing to do with the martyrs.

The officer certificate that Mo Huaiyuan had stayed with him for more than ten years was actually expired and invalidated.

Thousands of lights are lit up, and reunion is celebrated.

He got out of the car and walked in, and it seemed that he came often.

He spends every Spring Festival in Anjia and two hours on New Year's Eve every year, and this year is no exception.

This year, there are a few exceptions.

An Ran dared not go down, her eyes were very hot and hot, and asked, "Can I get over?"

He said, "Whatever."

After thinking it through, An Zhanyu did that, and she couldn't blame her for An Ran.

He brought a bottle of wine.

I used my fingernails to open it and sprinkled it in front of the cemetery.

There is no light, only the moonlight, and the photos of the two people on the tombstone are still young, beautiful, and heroic.

In the past, he came here every year and said something about his studies, the situation of the army, career worries, and this year he didn't say anything else. Mo Huaiyuan felt that this year he understood everything that happened and the reason why they left was more important than anything else.

There was nothing to say in the middle of the night, and he only left a faint sentence - "I'm fine."

Don't worry. I'm fine.

After all, you are not young people who lose control over something. When they live at this time, they start to let go. If they know what to pass, they have to let it go, otherwise they will only trap themselves.

He is going to look forward.

"You used to bring me back every Spring Festival, but you left every time. Are you here to worship them?"

"Um."

The night wind was rustling, and snowflakes in the cemetery fell from the trees in large areas with the wind. He frowned and said hoarsely: "Don't cry."

She is not young anymore. She is in her thirties and should have matured so much that she will not cry about these trivial matters, and she is all used to him.

An Ran quickly wiped away her tears and blinked at the two photos.

"Your mother is so beautiful. You can follow her." She said in a crying voice.

Mo Huaiyuan glanced at her.

After a long time, he looked at his watch, and there was still some time before the New Year, and then he looked at the car parked outside the cemetery.

"It's still time for you to drive back now. There is an old man at home, and you're not married yet, so you have to stay up to the New Year. This is a tradition. Go back, the car is there, for you to use. I'll call another one later."

An Ran's tears that had finally stopped suddenly began to fall again.

I almost cried in a daze.

Mo Huaiyuan was no longer so extreme after all, but she felt even more uncomfortable.

She wiped away her tears and went down the mountain.

Mo Huaiyuan stayed here alone for almost an hour.

When I walked down, I suddenly realized that the car had not left. I sat quietly in the passenger seat waiting for him. Seeing him coming, I turned on the lights in the car and smiled sweetly, looking very warm and happy.

The countdown is here.

In the sky above Kyoto, the sound of cannons exploded in an instant, and giant fireworks rose from the square in the distance, reflecting most of the sky as bright as daylight.

Year is over.

In the small hotel, there was almost no one during the New Year. After the shopkeeper drove the room, he went down to set off firecrackers and then settled his child to sleep.

Neither of them had eaten yet, and Mo Huaiyuan had no intention of letting her sleep hungry. The two borrowed the store's kitchen and borrowed ingredients to make some food. Mo Huaiyuan had no problem with his own life, and just observed carefully what was wrong with her. An Ran was very excited. He heated up a fish that had been fried by the store, and the juice was dyed on his hands. He reached over and handed it to his lips.

Without hesitation, he gently licked her fingers, sucked them, bit them gently, and then grabbed her wrist and pulled her over.

The charming narrow eyes were full of love, An Ran's little face turned red, and she simply went over and sat boldly on his lap. His eyes changed, and his upper body slowly raised up, flipped her over and turned her back to him, and his strong arms tightly clasped her waist.
Chapter completed!