Well, How About That?

Looking at the boy sitting under the towering tree, Tiantian felt that he had seen an angel left behind in the world, making people ignore the handsome face and directly feel the dry and pure temperament. But without this moment, I became more aware of my black memories, and I felt like a devil. What? Stupid? Could it be that stupidity to preserve a crystal clear heart. "From now on, you will stay with Master Yan. Remember what to ask and what not to ask." Echoed in Tiantian's ears. The housekeeper looked at this smart girl walking towards the young master. Everything seemed like an angel falling into the hands of the devil. He shook his head and threw away this idea. The blooming years move towards wisdom together. But then they came to opposite ends, she was the moon and he was the sunshine. Six years later she was a stranger in his eyes. How about eight years later?