V2.Chapter 402

The weather was cold, and what he could feel was just the cold air from the outside of the cloak. However, he had no feeling at all. He said with a smile, "even then, you are the only one in my heart."

The flower on the street suddenly did not have the sound, plump ruddy lips gently pursed up.

Yan Beicheng looked down at her, "what's the matter?"

The stranger still did not make a sound, drooping long eyelashes covered her eyes completely, couldn't see what she was thinking.

Yan Beicheng realized that he was wrong. He turned her body around, held her cheek, and asked in a low voice, "why don't you talk all the time, but what's wrong?"

Two people's eyes suddenly opposite, he is so gentle and careful at the moment, the flower on the street suddenly felt that the deepest layer of the heart seemed to be pierced by something at once, and thousands of lights slipped in quietly.

"Yanbei city." She raised her drooping eyes, which used to be deep and quiet like an ancient well, but now she seems to have Yuyu brilliance, which is particularly moving. "I have something to say to you."

Yan Beicheng was suddenly seriously made by her heart a jump, but also look at her.

The flower on the stranger stares at him, the words in the heart repeatedly brew several times, just low voice way: "in fact, I am not you this dynasty person."

The most difficult sentence to say, after the words said again, there is no pressure, "I was originally a ray of ghost from the future world, after death, somehow came to this world, became the poor Miss of the prime minister's office."

You know, this is a world thousands of years behind modern times. Most people are feudal and superstitious. If she said it easily and was regarded as a monster, wouldn't it hurt her?

If it is not so, no one will believe it.

In the past, she never had a person who was really unreserved in this world. Now she told Yan Beicheng that she had entrusted her heart completely.

Therefore, her heart is also very uneasy and hesitant. At present, she is extremely nervous. Her eyes are tightly fixed on Yan Beicheng's cheek, for fear of missing the slightest expression on his face.

Yan Beicheng was shocked when he first heard these words. However, he had no words for a long time.

The more he was like this, the more nervous he was in the romantic heart, so nervous that his palms were sweating.

She had such a nervous feeling only when she took the scalpel at the beginning of many years ago, when her life was on the line. She had never had this feeling in these years.

Yan Beicheng comforted himself for a long time in his heart, then he managed to suppress his shock and try to calm down and say: "no wonder, no wonder you are so different from Liu Qianqian before, and no wonder you can understand so many things that Liu Qianqian didn't understand before. He changed his name..."

After a pause, he could not help but put his hand on the slender shoulder of the flower on the street Is that your real name? "

Seeing that he did not believe in his imagination, nor was he frightened or too shocked, he calmed down a lot in his heart and nodded gently, "yes, this is my original name."

Just now Yan Beicheng, who was still serious, suddenly raised his hand and pressed the flowers tightly into his arms. His lips were smiling again.

This sudden change let the stranger flower completely muddled down, full of blank color, "Yanbei city You, what's the matter with you? "

Yan Beicheng let go of her, with a smile in his eyes and a good mood, "I'm just happy. I'm the first person to know about you, and the only one."