Han Lin was silent for a while, and then forced his little head, "I like Yan Yan, so I will try." there was no hesitation in that tone.

It's like saying that even if Yan Yan won't like him in the future, he won't regret his efforts.

"Don't you regret it?" Han zixie asked again.

"Why should I regret?" Han Lin asked strangely, "I like Yan Yan, and then try to be Yan Yan's favorite person. Is there anything wrong?"

Han zixie suddenly lost his smile. It seems that his son has more courage than he thought. On the contrary, he is a little forward-looking.

Yes, I like a person, so it's not normal to try to make myself the favorite person of the other party? Moreover, the future is still far away, and no one knows what will happen in the future.

"Yes, you're right." Han Zixi smiled and looked at junle Yan in the audience. "Xiaolin, daddy believes that you will become a great person in the future."

And Yan Yan, who will like in the future? Is it Mei Beichen, Xiao Lin, or... Others?

In the future, think about it in the future.

Now for children, just spend their childhood happily.

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Time flies. Time always passes by inadvertently. With the passage of time, junleyan's hair grows slowly, and naturally covers the scar on her head. She can go to school with a horsetail instead of wearing a hat every day.

After the operation, her homework slowly caught up with the average level in the class. By the next semester of grade two, she was already among the best in the class.

No one will say that junle Yan is a fool to his face or behind his back.

In junleyan's primary and junior high school, in addition to Han Lin always being a good friend and a classmate, Mei Beichen also accompanied her.

Even after entering high school and college, Mei Beichen always stayed in F City and accompanied junleyan.

Even often take time to go to Jun's house, will accompany her to do her homework, accompany her to play those games he feels bored, and accompany her to watch Shang QingHan's film and television dramas, or those idol dramas that are mentally disabled in his view.

Whenever she saw it with tears in her eyes or gnashing her teeth, he was actually speechless, because he really didn't think these film and television dramas were good-looking.

But he liked the feeling of watching with her. When her little hand was around his arm, her head was close to his shoulder, and her voice sounded in his ear, she was far better than TV dramas for him.

And his feelings for her seem to be getting deeper and deeper in these years.

A movie that made enough tears was finished again. It was a movie starring Shang QingHan. It was shown a year ago. At that time, he accompanied her to the cinema three times. Now, she turned it out again and cried again.

"I've seen this film several times. Aren't you tired?" he couldn't help asking.

"I'm not tired of it. It's a Shangshang film." she took it for granted. Her eyes were still red. It was obvious that she didn't cry less just now.