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Chapter Three Seven Days and Seven Century 52

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    It is already early autumn, and it is cool in the morning and evening, only the sun at noon is still so scorching, it always makes people feel that it is the taste of midsummer.

    Yingzi and Sashuang sat opposite each other on a table by the window in Fushanfang, flipping a magazine in front of Yingzi, occasionally raising her head to glance at Sashuang who was absent-mindedly stirring the porridge, but remained calm.

    Her sassy eyes looked straight out of the window, the dazzling sunlight refracted on the busy street made her eyes full of golden light.

    It took a long time before she turned her eyes to Yingzi, and smiled, "How is it? Is it okay?"

    Yingzi closed the magazine in her hand, nodded lightly, and smiled peacefully, "Very good, I like it."

    The two looked at each other and smiled again, lowering their faces to scoop up the porridge in front of each other: Yingzi really still had the preserved egg and lean meat porridge, but Sa Shuang changed it to lotus seed eight-treasure porridge today.

    The magazine just now published an advertisement for the "pure" series of An's jewelry. This time, An's spent a lot of money, occupying several pages in major fashion magazines. Yingzi followed An Rumo back from a business trip and devoted herself to it.  This work, from the pre-preparation to the post-production, it can be seen that Rumo puts a lot of thought into it, and even An Rujin has to do everything by himself.

    In fact, when the advertisements were sent over, Yingzi had already seen them all, but she couldn't help being a little surprised when she saw the magazine today. She didn't expect that Sa Shuang would be willing to publish these photos in the magazine.

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    The two were silent.  This is the tacit understanding between sisters.

    No one took the initiative to mention what happened during the week of separation, but for each of them, those seven days seemed to have passed seven centuries¡ª¡ª

    A plane passed by in the sky, its silver-white fuselage gliding smoothly across the blue sky, elegant and beautiful stewardesses shuttled through the aisle, whispering softly and satisfying all the wishes of passengers with a smile.

    In the first-class cabin by the window, the table in front of him was flipped down, and there was a magazine on it, but the man who was flipping through the magazine suddenly stopped his fingertips, frowned slightly, and then his pupils tightened, and subconsciously turned the magazine towards him.  Pushed forward a bit, turned away to look at the floating clouds outside the window.

    In the magazine, a man and a woman are wearing wedding dresses, embracing each other affectionately. The frame of the picture is the affectionate and long kiss. No one will know the story behind the kiss, which only makes people feel sweet and romantic.

    Even though he knew that there were two identical faces and two identical people, he was still sure who he saw in front of him.

    A girl's melodious voice came from beside her ear: "Ken, we'll be home soon." The woman didn't seem to notice anything wrong with him, her bright eyes shone brightly, and she smiled happily.

    "Well, are you happy?" The man named Ken turned around, but he had already put away the displeasure just now, and smiled faintly at her.

    "Of course, I haven't been back for two years." The girl still looked excited, a little uncontrollably excited, "I haven't seen my brother for two years, he will come to pick up the plane later."

    "Your brother?" The man raised his eyebrows and asked back, but the girl's eyes were attracted by the magazine in front of him. She glanced casually, but exclaimed in surprise: "Yeah."

    "What's wrong?" Ken turned to look at her.

    "This." The girl leaned over, took the magazine into her hand, pointed to the man on it proudly, raised her face and said to the man, "My brother, Qin Haoran."

    The man's eyebrows were raised higher, his eyes flashed instantly, and his heart seemed to be slashed by a sharp weapon, and that wound was not caused by anyone, it was his self-inflicted wound¡ª¡ª

    The plane came to a smooth stop, and the man and the girl walked into the waiting hall with the flow of people. The girl looked around for a while, and then suddenly raised her hand in one direction in surprise, calling loudly: "Brother."

    Qin Haoran wore sunglasses on his tall nose, and he did not avoid the gazes from around him. He walked slowly in front of the two of them, and then gracefully took off his sunglasses.

    The eyes of the man behind the girl suddenly tightened, and he looked at Haoran with a probing expression, with twinkling peach blossom eyes and frivolous and unruly eyes.  Qin Haoran, so it was him?

    Haoran naturally felt the man's strange gaze, but he kept his expression on his face. He just stretched out his left hand to fondle the girl's hair, and when he looked at her with a frivolous expression, he became warm and soft, "Jiajia, you're back."

    Then he raised his eyes and looked at the man behind Jiajia, narrowing his long and narrow eyes slightly, lazily and calmly, he slightly hooked his lips, and stretched out his right hand towards the man, "Hello, Qin Haoran."

    The man's eyes flashed, his black pupils narrowed, his thick eyebrows furrowed quickly, and his lips pursed slightly, seemingly displeased, but it was fleeting. Immediately, his right hand had already vigorously grasped Haoran's, and slightly parted his lips, "  Hello, Mr. Qin, my name is Lin Chengkai."

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      Dear friends, today's two chapters are the last two free chapters of this article, and this article will be put on the shelves starting tomorrow.  Thank you for your support all the time, and I hope you can continue to support Mouyao.

    Yao will definitely dedicate a different story to everyone.

    What will happen next?

    Where did Lin Chengkai go in the past five years when he disappeared?  What is his relationship with this girl next to him?

    Who is this girl from Haoran?  Chengkai met Haoran as soon as he returned to China. What kind of impression will the past and the past five years leave in his mind?

    What's more, what happened to Haoran and Sasha in the last two shots of the commercial that Mouyao cut off cruelly?

    Will Rumo and Yingzi continue this ambiguous relationship?

    Will Haoran and Sa Sa untie each other's ties?

    There may be other characters appearing in the future. When Mo and Haoran know the identities of the two sisters, where will their relationship go? Maybe the road of relationship is not smooth, let alone such a beautiful life.  Maybe there is competition from childhood sweethearts, maybe it is under the pressure of parents.

    No matter what, I hope that Mouyao can give Yingzi a happy future.

    In the end it is still the same sentence: If you meet, please don't let go of his (her) hand.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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