Xie Weiran was stunned: "Training? Where is it?"

"Girl, princess." A maid came to report and said that the cousin was coming.

Linger was surprised: "Cousin?"

As soon as Song Zhiyu entered the yard, he saw the girl sitting under the tree. He chuckled and turned to look at Yu Ling: "But you bother me?"

"Where is my cousin?" Ling'er smiled and asked him to sit down, turned to look at Xie Weiran, and said crisply: "Cancan, come quickly! Look who this is."

When Song Zhiyu heard this, the corners of her mouth were raised, and it was really her.

The girl got up from the rocking chair lazily. She walked over slowly, glanced at Song Zhiyu, and said carelessly: "I know him, Song Torba."

Ling'er burst out laughing.

Song Zhiyu also laughed, he was not angry, and his tone was cold: "Xie Can, right?"

Xie Weiran, when he met his brother and sister, there was another Song Zhiyu in his youth. The memories in his mind were revealed, and his tender face gradually met the person in front of him.

Song Zhiyu looked at the lively and beautiful girl in front of her, and her thoughts drifted away.

He entered Beijing that year and lived in his aunt's house. He played with his cousin Yu Ling and his cousin Yu Sheng. He was cold and he was a little uncomfortable to get close to. The first time he saw Xie Can that day was one afternoon.

The little girl was combed with her decent flower bud head, wearing a red jacket, white bun, with her phoenix eyes wide open, and her head tilted to look at him: "Who are you?"

I thought it would be a childhood sweetheart in Mandarin books, but the subsequent development is really incredible.

Xie Can is a domineering person, a little domineering. He likes to bully him and command him. He even gives him nicknames randomly. His obedience when he first met him disappeared completely.

But she didn't allow others to bully him, it wouldn't be possible at all.

"What a coincidence." Ling'er smiled and hit Xie Weiran with her elbow: "I didn't expect you to meet Cousin Yu as soon as you came today."

Xie Weiran put his head on, glanced at Song Zhiyu, and nodded: "It's a coincidence."

She dressed simply today, with a solid grey vertical collar, wide-sleeved long gown with tea-white solid horse face, and a single snail bun casually, which was extremely beautiful.

Song Zhiyu looked at her, with a smile on her cold face: "It's really not changed."

Although he is getting older, his arrogant and domineering eyes have not disappeared at all.

"Why are you wearing so thin today?" Ling'er looked at her: "Now that autumn is approaching, it's better to wear more, so as not to get hot again when I got like that last time."

"No obstacle." Xie Weiran leaned against the back of the chair and looked into the distance: "I brought a cloak."

"Why are you so lively today?" The young man's bright and hot voice sounded not far away.

Song Zhiyu picked up the teacup, with clear joints and cold white and beautiful fingers moving slightly. He took a sip of the tea and looked at the girl sitting opposite him calmly.

Xie Weiran raised his chin slightly and smiled: "Every Mingyuan, you finally came out. I thought I would never see you in my life."

Yu Sheng wore a red robe. He was handsome and handsome, with red lips and white teeth. Many girls in the capital had already secretly thought about him.

When he heard this, he said "snatched" several times: "Xie Can, what a bad thing you said. You won't see it in your lifetime? Can you say something nice?"

Xie Weiran snorted and laughed twice, but did not respond.
Chapter completed!