But when he saw her, he couldn't control his emotions.

Han Muyun gritted his teeth and said, "Since you've already appeared in front of me, I won't let you leave." No matter what wind it is, you must stay! "

Zhuo Yanfeng looked at the purple crystal on his wrist and didn't say anything for a long time.

After a long silence, she suddenly asked, "Engagement with Ouyang Qing Xue …" Are you serious? "

"If the news of your engagement to her hadn't reached your ears, you wouldn't even know where you were hiding right now. You wouldn't have come out to see me!" Han Muyun took a deep breath and said, "Since you've met me, it means that you still care about me. Since you care about me, why don't you face your own heart and come home with me?"

When Zhuo Yanfeng heard this, he suddenly laughed.

Han Muyun saw the smile on her face, and a bad feeling rose in his heart.

"Xiao Yun," Zhuo Yanfeng shouted his name, sat up straight and looked into his eyes as he said in a low voice, "You're still as tyrannical as before, always believing that you're right …"

"I did care about you, and I also wanted you to be happy. That's why I respect your decision. Why can't you respect my thoughts? Go home and face the Han Family and you... What identity do I have? "Give me some time, let me find a reason to forget …" Zhuo Yanfeng asked softly.

"Are you saying that you're not here to see me because I'm engaged to Ouyang Qing Xue?" Han Muyun interrupted Zhuo Yanfeng. His eyes darkened as if he was hiding the surging tides.

"You don't like her. Why are you engaged to her? You will only harm each other … "

"You don't need to teach me what to do." He said in a deep voice.

Ouyang Yu stood behind the flower racks, watching the two of them from afar. It seemed that their conversation was quite intense.

I just don't know what the result is...

He didn't know if Han Muyun would trust him or not …

He suddenly realized that he couldn't say a single word. Zhuo Nianfeng was silent for a while before going straight to the point. "Ouyang Yu needs you right now. If possible, please help him."

A trace of dejection flashed across Han Muyun's eyes, but he quickly recovered. "You came because of him?"

"If you can't help him, then don't become his opponent." Compared to Ouyang Yu, Zhuo Nianfeng was more worried about Han Muyun's situation. "Because you don't have the strength to be his …"

"Zhuo Yanfeng, you've changed." Han Muyun coldly interrupted Zhuo Yanfeng and said, "It's only twenty-three days, you can move Heaven's Flatness to another man so quickly, it's really amazing."

"I'm doing it for your own good." Not wanting to argue with him, Gu Mu lightly said.

Zhuo Yanfeng had more or less heard a lot about the Ouyang Family from his mother in the past few days. In addition to that accident, she had been injured and had a calmer sense of who Ouyang Yu was.

Han Muyun wasn't facing Ouyang Yu, but the entire Ouyang Family.

This huge family had intertwined and intertwined interests. Black and white were their people, and they weren't people he could deal with.

"You're still thinking about me with Ouyang Yu?" Han Muyun laughed coldly, stood up and said, "You don't need to worry about me, don't you understand my personality the best? As you said, I am the kind of stubborn, overbearing, and useless person! "

With that, Han Muyun pushed back his chair and walked out.

Zhuo Yanfeng turned his head and continued to look at the high speed Ferris Wheel in the distance.

She didn't know what Han Muyun wanted exactly, but she only wanted to find out the truth about that year …

Ouyang Yu didn't stop Han Muyun. He walked out from a corner and lightly patted Han Sifeng's shoulder. He said gently, "It seems like I shouldn't have let you meet him."

"Let's go back." Zhuo Xinfeng drank too much coffee today and felt his stomach was not feeling well.

"You … Do you regret meeting me? " Ouyang Yu asked softly.

Hearing his words, Zhuo Nianfeng stopped in his tracks and turned around to look at him. His brows slightly creased, "I've already seen it. There's nothing to regret but this."

"It's because of me that you saw him. I was just worried about you." Ouyang Yu sighed and said somewhat helplessly.

"It's not because of you." Zhuo Yanfeng paused before saying, "I want to see him myself."

She wanted Han Muyun to see how strong she was.

He wanted to let Han Muyun walk his path without worry.

She wanted to cut off Han Muyun's worry.

"I've been together with him for more than ten years. That sort of relationship can't be replaced by anyone." Zhuo Yanfeng said as he walked to the door and opened it.

No matter if it was love or hate, no one else could replace them.

Han Muyun was the one and only existence in her heart.

After Zhuo Yanfeng finished speaking, he pulled open the wooden door and almost bumped into the youth standing outside.

Han Muyun did not leave …

Against the light, he lowered his head slightly. The hair in front of his forehead covered his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression.

Zhuo Nianfeng was still in a daze, his hand had already gripped her wrist as he said word by word, "Even if I'm a useless person, I still want to bring you home."

Without the wind, the existence of the clouds was just a burden to the sky.

"Xiao Yun …" Zhuo Yanfeng looked at his white hands and his heart suddenly felt sore. He unconsciously called out his name in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, she is my little maid. If you want to redeem her, you should talk to her master." Ouyang Yu was as calm and unperturbed as ever. He had an innate elegance to him as he spoke with a chuckle.

Han Muyun looked at Ouyang Yu, his black and white eyes clearly bloodshot and patient. His gaze shifted to Zhuo Nianfeng's face as he restrained his voice and asked, "Are you willing to go home with me?"

Zhuo Yanfeng slowly but firmly shook his head and softly replied, "No."

Han Muyun's fingers stiffened. Ouyang Yu smiled as he held Han Muyun's wrist and said, "Why don't we talk? There are still some details I haven't discussed with you about a few days later."

"You're really not willing?" Han Muyun ignored him and continued to look at Zhuo Nianfeng.

Zhuo Yanfeng gently shook his head: "No."

"Is three years enough time?" Han Muyun finally let go and said, "You said that you have time to forget. Is three years enough time?"

Three years … In such a long time, he did not know what he could forget.

Adequate or not, it was a promise.

Ever since she was young, her parents had told her that she had to keep her promises.

She had promised him that she would never leave him for the rest of her life, and now that she had broken her promise, she did not want to make any more promises to the future.

Therefore, under his waiting gaze, Zhuo Yanfeng could only remain silent.

"Want to go back?" After a long silence, Ouyang Yu finally asked with a sigh.

Zhuo Yanfeng nodded his head speechlessly as he saw Du Yuan walking over from the side of the car not too far away.

Han Muyun's lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything in the end.

The sorrow in his heart gradually diffused. Ten years of love, it turned out to be so fragile. Those deep and shallow memories slowly faded away, leaving only his face that had once been gentle.

"Zhuo Yanfeng, your 'Young Master' is here to pick you up again."

Zhu Yuqian pushed the arm of the pure white girl beside her, smiling cunningly. "No wonder even our school's grass lord doesn't like him. It's because of him …"

"Don't spout nonsense, I am just... It's just helping him work. " Zhuo Nianfeng helplessly interrupted her and looked at the car parked in the distance. He sighed deeply in his heart. For a year and a half, as long as he had free time, he would drive the car and wait for her to finish school.

In fact, it would only take 10 minutes to get home. Because of his actions, the handsome man was too eye-catching. People in this quiet and remote town would always think that she was the daughter of a rich family.

Zhuo Yanfeng had always believed that the so-called school grass had only written love letters to her because of this reason.

A year and a half was neither long nor short, and many things happened between them. For example, Han Muyun and Ouyang Qingxue's engagement was suddenly delayed, and Ouyang Yu took over G.P. in one year.

On the other hand, Zhuo Yanfeng was quietly studying in a school in this town. It was unknown if it was due to enlightenment or some other reason, but his grades had unexpectedly improved, and he even had a friend of his.

The life that was previously sealed off because of Han Muyun was completely over. Now, he was living for himself more. The pain and happiness he felt was incomparably real.

"Servant?" Who would treat my master so well? I also sold myself out. " Zhu Yuqian giggled and grimaced, "Who is that guy? Is it okay to tell me his name?"

"Master." Zhuo Yanfeng replied with a smile.

Ouyang Yu had warned him not to say his name. He didn't want the people here to know his identity.

"Hmph. If you don't want to say it then forget it. You don't even treat me as a friend." She pouted in dissatisfaction and tugged at the strap of her backpack.

"It's really young master, it's just a weird young master." Zhuo Yanfeng continued to laugh as he said that, waving his hand, "I'll see you tomorrow. Bye bye."

"I'll interrogate you tomorrow!" The little girl made a face and said angrily.

Zhuo Nianfeng walked to the side of the car and saw his face reflected in the shiny window.

The once baby-faced girl had gradually transformed. Although her face was thin, there was still a round curve to it. On her youthful face, there was a calm smile.

"The little maid is in a good mood today. Did she get complimented by teacher?" The window rolled down, revealing Ouyang Yu's sinister face.

"Nope." Zhuo Yanfeng sat in the car and his smile faded as he looked at him and said, "Can you not come pick me up in the future? It's very troublesome to be seen by your classmates. "

"Trouble?" He raised his eyebrows, turned the car around, and smiled even more brightly. "Why bother? Are you afraid of being seen by the pursuers? "

Many people were like this. The more they praised, the more outstanding they were. The more they suppressed, the more ordinary they became.

Ouyang Yu always complimented Xiao Feng because he was truly outstanding.

She was no longer the little girl that followed behind Han Muyun, but a high-quality girl that could take charge of herself.

Although she was still two months away from the age of eighteen, she had a warm and quiet temperament that girls her age didn't have.

Like her mother...

"No …" I just don't like to explain it to them. " Turning her head to look out the window, everyone was very interested in Zhuo Yanfeng's identity. She had always hated trouble.