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As she stepped onto the cobblestone path, the familiar feeling returned.

The memories that were stored in the depths of his mind appeared before his eyes one by one.

She remembered that when she was fine, she liked to play here.

After so many years, nothing seemed to have changed.

The breeze blew gently and lifted the ends of her hair. She tilted her head and tucked her hair behind her ears. Under the shadows of the trees, she stood tall and slender.

Teng Yiyang turned around and saw this scene, overlapping with his memory.

However, the current her had an air of stubbornness and estrangement. She was no longer the girl who used to have a smile that was like a flower and displayed everything on her face.

He did not like the change, as if it had pushed him out of the world.

Ji An'an walked a few steps before realizing that he was waiting for her at the end of the hall.

His hands were in his pockets, and his eyes were deep. No one knew what he was thinking about.

She decided to ignore him and directly walked towards the lily pond.

She only took a few steps when she heard footsteps behind her. She didn't care since this was his home and he could go wherever he wanted.

At this moment, he heard his voice.

"The lotus flower has already bloomed."

As if confirming his words, she walked out of the small forest, and what entered her eyes was a pond full of lotus flowers.

In the lotus fields, the lotus flowers were straight to the outside, the pavilion was clean, the wind blew, the flowers and leaves moved slightly, and a delicate fragrance wafted in the air, causing one to be unable to help but relax.

Teng Yiyang stopped beside her and turned around, "Do you think that this lotus flower is bigger than before?"

Ji An'an nodded. She was growing, and the flowers seemed to be growing as well.

He withdrew his gaze and smiled, "In another month, I will be able to collect the lotus root and the lotus root. I haven't eaten for so many years, do you miss it?"

"What I ate before was a little interesting, but now I can sell it outside. If you want to eat it, go to the market and buy your own food." Ji An'an replied indifferently.

The smile froze on his face. Teng Yiyang suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulled her in front of him and said while gritting his teeth, "Ji An'an, are you purposely mad at me? Every word you say, you want to stab me? Would you be happy? "

"Is there a need for me to anger you or to stab you? Are you delusional about being persecuted? " Ji An'an felt a little helpless. What she said was the truth. Why did this person insist on going to a dead end?

Teng Yiyang tightened his fingers and locked his gaze on her face, not letting go of even the slightest of change in her expression, "Ji An'an, don't you miss this place? miss the place where we lived together? "

Ji An'an pursed her lips. She thought about it, but when she thought about it, she would think about what you had said. She would remind herself how naive she was. How could she dare to remember? The more clear the memory, the more painful his heart would be!

Before she replied, Teng Yiyang suddenly mocked himself, "That's right, you left just like that. So heartless, how could you remember this place?"

It wasn't what he said, but if that was what he thought, it was better to misunderstand. She didn't want to get involved with him anymore.

At this moment, waves of pain came from her wrist. She let out a cry of pain and tried to pull back her hand.

He frowned slightly, but let go.

His fair hands were already slightly red, and he muttered a vexation curse in a low voice.

He didn't control his strength well.

Every time he met her, he would lose control of himself.

Ji An'an had already gotten used to it. Ever since she had met him, his domineering attitude had given her headaches.

Just as she wanted to stay far away from him, her gaze swept across and found that Qiushan Jun. She was stunned for a moment before she walked over.

The fingers touched the seat, and the memory came on.

At that time, they were young, and she envied the female host for owning her own swing. He made fun of her being full of boring thoughts, but he had still personally arranged one for her.

Although the planks chosen were uneven, they were sturdy enough to be installed. Unexpectedly, after so many years, it was still there.

"No one has sat here since you left." Teng Yiyang followed behind her.

Ji An'an shrugged. "Maybe everyone is not as bored as me."

Teng Yiyang opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

He wanted to say that a few days ago, someone had wanted to borrow this swing to win his favor, but he had driven them away.

But she didn't seem to care, and he lost the urge to explain.

"Grandpa Teng should be fine, don't make him wait. Let's go back."

Ji An'an didn't dare to look at Qiu Qianzhi again. She was afraid that if she looked at him for too long, those hidden memories would be dug out.

And he was still there, and she didn't want him to see a joke.

Teng Yiyang didn't have any objections and she lost her interest in loitering around. The two of them quickly returned to the mansion.

Mr Liu was already waiting at the door. When he saw Ji An'an, tears welled up in his eyes. "An An, you're back."

Ji An'an's eyes were slightly red. She tried her best to hold back her tears, "Mr Liu, it's me. I'm back. Is Grandpa Teng inside?"

Mr Liu wiped the corner of his eyes and quickly got out of the way, "The old man is inside. He has been waiting for you for a long time. Go in quickly."

Ji An'an nodded and changed her shoes before entering.

An old figure was sitting with his back facing her. It was still the familiar Chinese tunic, but his hair was no longer as thick, and it had become even whiter.

"Grandpa Teng —"

Ji An'an covered her lips as she called out in a deep tone.

The old man with the crutch slowly turned his head, and said with a smile, "Ah."

Just like when he came home from school.

Ji An'an could no longer hold it in and rushed over, "Grandpa Teng, I'm back. I'm back."

Senior Teng threw his walking stick to catch her. With bloodshot eyes, he patted her back lightly, "Good child, you are the most sensible. How could you be disrespectful? "Grandfather even thought I'd never see you again. It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back …"

Upon hearing this, Ji An'an became even more worried. "It's no good for me. I shouldn't have left for so many years. I should have come back to see you now and then."

"It's not your fault."

Senior Teng only said this before tears started to flow out of Ji An'an's eyes.

Grandpa Teng didn't ask anything, but he knew everything.

There was relief, pity, understanding, and love in those words.0

Looking at the scene in the hall, Teng Yiyang was moved.

The house that seemed to be devoid of any life was suddenly filled with the scent of a home that hadn't been bustling for a long time.

"Alright, Grandfather, please don't cry anymore. Sit down and we'll talk about it."

Senior Teng immediately rolled his eyes at Teng Yiyang's words, "Don't bother us, the grandfather-grandson pair, with our reminiscence. Go to the side!" He turned to Ji An'an with a smile and said, "This damn brat really needs to be tidied up. Let's not bother about him."

Teng Yiyang rubbed his nose and found a safe place to sit.

Ji An'an's mood was much better when she saw his defeated look. She supported Senior Teng and sat him down, answering every question she asked.

Teng Yiyang supported his face with one hand as he looked at her side profile greedily.

Pure and gentle, beautiful and fair.

If only he could watch it like this every day.

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