Childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts.

If Master Yan Hui had not died, and if she and Yan Hui had let nature take its course, they would have become an enviable couple since childhood.

They will not hurt each other, nor will they frame each other.

He will pamper her.

Protect her.

It hurt her all the way as she grew up.

If she said she loved Xiao Changfeng much, she actually didn't.

Although she is the eldest lady of Wanping City and the legitimate little princess of the Nian family, her fellow apprentices prefer the well-behaved and sweet Chu Yingge to the overbearing and overbearing her.

Dad likes Chu Yingge. The eldest brother practices cultivation all year round and is not often at home, and he is too strict with her.

Yan Hui, her childhood sweetheart, turned against her again and was always against her. There was no one around her to complain to. Although Xue Lan and she were on good terms, they were far away in Donglinbao after all.

For a long time, Xiao Changfeng was the only one beside her.

Xiao Changfeng would play with her, laugh with her, cry with her, and became her best playmate.

He was her arbor for a long time.

She regarded him as a life-saving driftwood, but she didn't expect that he was so tired that her whole family was in trouble.

"Ah Jin, Ah Jin..." Nian Junyao called her several times. Nian Jinshu woke up from his memories and asked blankly, "Big brother?"

"Let go of Yan Hui."

Nian Jinshu was startled. She didn't know when she held Yan Hui's hand. Yan Hui was twisting a chess piece and looking at her deeply. Nian Jinshu was filled with complaints. She already liked Yan Hui's hand.

Is it to the point where you might catch him without realizing it?

Wouldn’t it be nice to chop it into a collection?

Seeing Yanhui's face at such a close distance always has a thrilling beauty.

This is a look that you will still find stunning even if you look at it for a lifetime.

Nian Jinshu panicked and let go of her hand, only to feel a layer of fire rising in her palms, making her palms hot. The heat climbed from her palms all the way up to her face, turning a pinkish color.

My heart is like a deer struck!

The most regretful emotions hidden in the depths suddenly emerged like this. When she died in her previous life, the last scene in her mind was actually the image of the geese carrying her back as a child, walking home under the stars.

All love and hate in this world always go hand in hand, they can never coexist, but they are difficult to deviate from.

Such an old injury will always hurt deep in my heart. The pain is pretentious and I am ashamed to see others.

"What are you thinking about?" Yan asked back.

Her absence was too obvious.

"I miss you." Nian Jinshu's eyes revealed a little regret, "You took me to steal peaches, chase white geese, catch fireflies for me, and carry me home. I remember them all."

That period of childhood suspicion that she deliberately forgot was like old wine, getting better and better as it was buried.

It became the most beautiful scene before her death.

Who would have thought that she would still be alive and see Yanhui again.

Yan Hui's black piece fell on the chessboard, destroying a good chess game. The black and white chess pieces jumped around on the chessboard, creating a mess.

The sound was like dancing on the tip of a knife, painful and sad.

"You..." Yan Hui's voice was a little hoarse.

The two looked at each other affectionately and were speechless for a moment.

Nian Jun Yao asked, "Am I redundant?"

Yan Hui woke up from his trance, his emotions completely calmed down. Nian Jinshu lowered his head to make tea and gave them a cup of hot tea. Nian Jun Yao looked at her pink ears and curled his lips slightly.

A God-given match?

I'm afraid it will come true!

Nian Jinshu was silent for a moment, thinking of Chu Yingge, and felt a burst of hatred in his heart, "Chu Yingge just cried hard, begging dad and Aunt Xue to marry you and share the same husband with me. Brother Yan Hui
Chapter completed!