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Amin, I love you!

He sat in the bathtub, soaking in hot water, and couldn't think of Ayan's confession.

He felt that his face was hot and sprayed by the heat, and his heartbeat accelerated and his blood boiled.

Ayan, said she loved him.

That little girl, the little girl who always called her a smelly old man, said that she fell in love with him?

He thought of the year when Lao Yan brought her back. She was only thirteen years old. At that time, she still had long hair, blinked a pair of big doll-like eyes, wore a sleeveless white dress, and sat quietly in the corner of the noodle shop.

That was not the first time he saw her, but when he saw her that time, he blushed inexplicably.

Although she sat there without speaking a word, her unique temperament made it impossible to ignore her presence. After looking at her, she couldn't look away from her.

When she first came back, her temperament was incompatible with Lao Yan’s noodle shop, just like a delicate ceramic doll placed at a roadside stall, attracting attention, but afraid that if someone is not careful, it will be broken. .

At that time, he was preparing for the college exam and did not go to Lao Yan's store for a while.

For some reason, while he was preparing for the exam during that time, he would think of her quietly sitting alone in the store with a sense of distance.

Every time he thought of her, there was always an inexplicable pain in his heart. He knew that he really felt sorry for her little body that had to suffer the consequences of adults' irresponsibility.

After finishing the exam, it was already three months before he saw her again?

When he arrived at the store, he subconsciously looked for the quiet and beautiful little figure with long hair hanging down his shoulders. But there are only customers eating noodles at the table in the corner. Is she not here?

There was an inexplicable feeling of loneliness in my heart. Before I had time to think about that feeling, I heard Lao Yan shouting: Xiaoyan, I told you not to wash and go do your homework!

Xiaoyan, she is still here, where is she?

He turned around and followed Lao Yan's line of sight, but only saw a little boy wearing loose trousers and a big T-shirt squatting on the roadside washing dishes.

He saw the little boy raise his face again, glanced at him with a pair of big black eyes, and shouted to Lao Yan: I hate doing homework!

He had short messy hair and a stubborn and rebellious look on his face. He squatted in an embarrassing posture with his legs spread wide, and his small hands worked hard to wash the dishes.

It wasn’t him, it was her. When he saw her, his jaw almost dropped.

Hearing her snort at him disdainfully, it seemed that she hated him as much as she said she hated doing homework.

He was still in the shock of shock, unable to recover, unable to think where he had offended her, and heard Lao Yan turn to speak to him again.

Lao Yan said: Amin, this girl’s achievements have declined and she refuses to go to tutoring. Do you have time to come over and teach her her homework?

In his daze, he had a glimmer of clarity. Lao Yan should have mentioned it to her before, but she didn't want to, so she glared at him. Sure enough, he immediately heard her shout: I just don't want! If you dare, I'll break his legs!

For a moment, he heard the sound of broken ceramics in his head. The little fairy in his mind was shattered to pieces? He looked at the brat in front of him in astonishment, and silently picked up a broomstick in his mind. The debris on the ground was swept into the bucket and poured out, leaving no trace of dust behind.

Then he heard himself grinning and saying to Lao Yan: Okay! I'll come over when I'm free.

Then he received a fierce glare, and he suddenly wondered if the quiet, inseparable figure he saw three months ago was just his imagination?

The rough country boy in front of her is who she really is!

He lay on his back in the bathtub and took a deep breath

Ayan's dress today made the memories he thought had been cleared clear again. The earth appears.

That woman with outstanding temperament, a newly built 60-meter cement chimney, and a woman who is so beautiful that you can’t take your eyes away is exactly what Ayan looked like when she was a child, and she is just as breathtakingly beautiful?

He suddenly remembered that when he entered the store, he didn't notice her squatting on the roadside washing dishes because she had completely integrated into the atmosphere of the store and became a part of Lao Yan's store.

So, at that time, she cut her long hair, wore a big T-shirt and loose shorts, and became rough and unattractive. Was this all intentional?

Just like she deliberately failed in her grades, deliberately said that she didn’t like studying, hated playing with country children, and stayed in a noodle shop all day helping Lao Yan carry dishes and wash dishes, she also deliberately Pretending to be a wild child who can work in a noodle shop without looking out of place?

Could it be that she has been subjugating herself all this time?

Could it be that the Ayan he saw today is the real Zhu Geyan?

So? Beautiful, quiet, noble and elegant, are the essence of Ayan?

He suddenly felt that the water in the bathtub had become colder, and the heat on his face had receded. He frowned and stood up.

He had watched her grow up since she was thirteen years old and taught her homework. After getting along with her, he found that she was a very considerate and kind-hearted child. She used her own methods to alleviate Lao Yan's This moved him, so he began to treat her as his brother.

Brother? Just like the relationship between him and his eldest brother, there should be no others. He just cared more about Ayan, feeling sorry that she was still young and had to shoulder a heavy responsibility alone. Especially after Lao Yan passed away, he even said to himself,