Deep in Yang Lan's heart, she had always been indescribable to Yang Lan's existence. She didn't like others to talk about herself with her, and didn't like the shadow of Yang Lan that was engraved on Chang Lin.

In fact, in many cases, Yang Lan will feel a sense of trance, as if she is really the Yang Lan, as if everything is just a mediocre person.

Now that she was lying in Chang Yu's arms, Yang Lan seriously reflected on the word "love" for the first time in her life. However, this reflection was only a very short moment. After a while, she opened her eyes wide and looked up excitedly at Chang Yu.

"Chang Yu, are you very cold? Why are you shaking constantly?" Hearing her words, Chang Yu let go of her hand weakly, took a few steps back, and slowly hugged her head.

After a while, he slowly raised his head. At this moment, a pair of gentle little hands also stroked his eyes: "Chang Yu, are you unhappy? Tell me if it's okay, I'll help you."

Hearing this voice, Chang Yu smiled bitterly. He looked at Yang Lan seriously and said gently: "No, nothing, I'm just feeling uncomfortable for a moment."

Yang Lan obviously disbelief. She turned her head and looked at him seriously. Looking at the extremely handsome face under the moonlight, she suddenly felt her heart beating rapidly. In this heartbeat, there was a faint feeling of indescribable worry and affection.

She held Chang Yu's hand, raised her feet, and whispered again on his face. Then she smiled and said to Chang Yu, "Chang Yu, don't be unhappy, you are unhappy, I feel unhappy, either."

Chang Yu held her hand and suddenly tightened it, then stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly in his arms. He shouted in his heart: "Enough, enough! With this sentence, no matter what in the future, I will be enough in my life."

After this period of life and death, he has a deep understanding of many things. In his heart, he has already clearly understood that Yang Lan must have an inseparable relationship for herself and her uncle.

If that relationship is carefully cultivated, it can be cultivated into deep love. In other words, as long as he and Chang Lin, either of them, can keep Yang Lan together, she will fall in love with him deeply.

But now for Chang Yu, Yang Lan's feelings for him are second. He always has a hurdle in his heart and cannot overcome it. Even though he told himself time and time again that he has the right to compete with his uncle, he has no obligation to give up Yang Lan for his sake.

But whether it is the reason or the fact, the guilt in his heart cannot be eliminated. Over the past eighteen years, his uncle has had a deep influence on him. His uncle is a well-deserved hero in his heart, and he has known since he was a child how hard and helpless his uncle loves him. Now, no matter how many excuses he has, he cannot let himself take away his greatest happiness and expectations in his life with peace of mind.

He hugged Yang Lan tightly, his thoughts fluctuated. He felt disturbed for a moment, and there was no moment of silence. He just felt in his subconscious mind: cherish this moment, and the time when you can hold her with her, maybe a moment will be missing.

Yang Lan moved impatiently, but still couldn't break free from his arms. She pouted and said softly: "Chang Yu, I can't breathe."

Chang Yu's hand relaxed, and Yang Lan jumped out of his arms. She tilted her head and looked at him for a while, reached out to hold his big hand, and said happily: "Chang Yu, you were afraid just now, right? Don't be afraid, I will protect you in the future."

Her eyes rolled and she suddenly asked seriously: "By the way, isn't your kung fu the same thing? Is there any breakthrough?"

Chang Yu was stunned, obviously not expecting that she asked this question. He shook his head and said, "It's still the same."

Speaking of this, he said lightly: "It is even more difficult to go further when my skills reach my level. Unless there is a great opportunity to break through."

Speaking of this, he was about to say that like Chang Lin, who reached the peak in his thirties, was not only talented, but also great opportunity. But he swallowed it again.

He is absolutely unwilling to mention Chang Lin in front of Yang Lan now, and he also secretly decided to try his best to avoid the topic of uncle in the future.

The two chatted for a while, and saw the moon setting, and then they returned to the room to rest. There were not many rooms in the farm, and Yanglan and Liji were the same room, and Chang Yu was the same room. When Yanglan entered, Liji was still sleeping heavily, and a snoring sounded.

Yang Lan hid in another small bed. She tossed and turned for a while, but couldn't fall asleep. Whether it was the anger of leaving Chang Lin or the joy of meeting Chang Yu, her heart was ups and downs.

She tossed and turned on the bed until the sound of the rooster crowing sounded, and she fell asleep deeply.

She didn't wake up until the afternoon after sleeping. She ran out and saw that the sun had reached the west. After Yang Lan washed up, she glanced at Li Ji who was still sleeping heavily on the bed. She couldn't help but turn her eyes and took out a little rouge and powder from the mustard seeds.

After drawing a picture of a little devil pushing the mill on Li Ji's face, Yang Lan jumped out of the door.

Seeing her come out, the farm housewife, a simple woman in her thirties, couldn't help but smile respectfully: "Miss, are you getting up? Your brother is doing boxing outside."

Yang Lan nodded, looked at the wrinkles on her face, describing the old peasant woman, and said gently: "Sister, where is the eldest brother? Have you gone to work?"

The peasant woman heard her call her elder sister, and then she opened her mouth happily. She said happily: "Yes, after eating the wine and food sold by your elder brother early in the morning, he went to work. I'm so embarrassed, I'll have to spend money."

Princess Yang Lan smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, my elder brother has a lot of money." At this point, she made a face and ran outside the door. As soon as she left the door, she saw Chang Yu dancing under a willow tree, holding a branch and dancing in a pretentious manner. Next to him were three or four children, standing with pairs of angry eyes, watching his every move.

Yang Lan had never seen Chang Yu like this before, and couldn't help but smile. Hearing her laughter, Chang Yu pulled the branches and walked towards her. He walked to Yang Lan, looked at her dotingly, and said, "Why are you sleeping so late?"

After saying something casually to her, he turned around and looked at his children and said, "Okay, that's all for this today. You guys have something to do. Big brother has something to do."

After sending out the unwilling children, he looked at Yang Lan, looked at him carefully for a while, and asked softly: "Do you sleep well?"

Yang Lan nodded, Chang Yu looked around with a smile, and said softly: "It's quite comfortable here. I have been lying in the world for many years, but I really didn't expect that the farm life would be so comfortable."
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