Huaiyuan City.

Entering Huaiyuan City from the east must pass through the official road at the foot of Guangtai Mountain.

So there are tea stalls on both sides of this pipeline from time to time, especially at the foot of Guangtai Mountain, where there are three tea stalls alone.

Mr. Ye has drank this company in recent days. Each company has been drinking four or five times back and forth, so that the stall owners of the three companies know him.

When he sees him coming, he will smile and say hello: "The old man is here."

Then soak the best tea in your home.

Because Mr. Ye is very generous, the money left behind every time he finishes drinking tea is worth several days.

So much so that the stall owners of the three families felt a little unhappy about the other party, but fortunately, Mr. Ye did not fix it in any house to drink.

Otherwise, I'd probably have started fighting long ago.

Old Ye responded with a faint smile, then sat down and drank tea quietly, without talking to others.

It's just facing the winding path that is going up the mountain.

It's been half a month since she went up the mountain and has never come down the mountain again.

But he knew that she had been on the mountain.

He went up quietly a few days ago.

There is a small wooden house on the mountain. She lives alone. It has always been quiet and can't say a word for a day. Occasionally, she will stare at the east side in a daze.

He was shocked every time he saw that face.

So much so that after quietly going up the mountain a few days ago, I no longer had the courage to go up the mountain, but I still came to the tea stall to have tea every day.

Perhaps, he was expecting that figure would slowly walk down from the winding path.

The stall owner did not walk away as before after serving Mr. Ye.

There were no customers in the tea stall today, so he simply sat down opposite Mr. Ye and asked with a smile: "Who are you waiting for?"

Old Ye did not answer, and still drank tea and looked at the direction of the winding path.

The stall owner asked for something boring, and knew that Mr. Ye was very silent, so he stopped talking to him. He turned around and went to clean the tea set with his wife.

Suddenly, Old Ye, who was drinking tea, froze his expression, and the tea bowl in his hand fell on his body without even notice.

He kept looking in one direction in shock when he was in that movement.

The stall owner saw his strangeness and looked in the direction he looked, and couldn't help but be stunned: "It's Mrs. Ye, does this old man know Mrs. Ye?"

As soon as he said that he noticed a line of gaze falling on him. He turned his head to look at him, and saw that Old Ye, who was still looking in that direction, looked straight at him.

"Who did you just say she was?"

"Mrs. Ye? I came here about a few months ago. I said I was tired of traveling to various countries, so I wanted to find a place to rest. She had a small wooden house on the top of the mountain, but I would like to ask someone to help me."

"Then what's her name? Who else is around?" Old Ye asked excitedly.

The stall owner was stunned and shook his head and said, "I don't know this, but she seems to have been alone. We have never seen anyone else appear around her. By the way, she seemed to see a middle-aged man suddenly pulling the other person and calling him Ryan, but the other person seemed to not know her..."

Mr. Ye could no longer hear clearly what the stall owner said behind him.

He only heard the sound of "Ryan", Ye Ryan, which was a name he had been so long ago that he almost forgot.

A person who looks exactly the same as his Zi Wan calls out to his name that he almost forgot.

who is she?

Is there such a coincidence in this world?

That day, a long-standing memory that had been buried in the deepest part of his mind suddenly emerged. He chased the figure here without hesitation, but did not dare to get close to it. Even when he saw her face clearly, he mustered up great courage.

I thought it was just two people with very similar looks, after all, his Zi Wan had already died in that tsunami a hundred years ago.

But now, she called out his name.

Just as Old Ye was stunned, Mrs. Ye had already come over and greeted the stall owner directly: "Shopkeeper, come and have a pot of hot tea."

The stall owner greeted enthusiastically: "Mrs. Ye is going to travel again today? The weather is getting colder and colder, and the road outside will become more and more difficult to walk."

Mrs. Ye smiled and said, "No, I'll come down to have a pot of tea today, and then I want to ask the store to find someone to help me repair two more rooms so I can put some miscellaneous items."

"No problem, I'll go find someone to repair it for the girl later."

The stall owner smiled and served a pot of tea, then pointed to Old Ye in the direction and reminded:

"Mrs. Ye, that old man looked a little strange. He has been drinking tea here these days, as if he was waiting for someone. He has been watching you just now."

"Look at me?"

Mrs. Ye looked over in confusion, and just met Mr. Ye staring at her eyes in a daze. She was stunned for a moment and asked with a smile:

"Old man knows me?"

Old Ye looked at her with deep eyes. After a long time, he suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

Mrs. Ye was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Old man, you look at others like this, but you can't get the answer."

Old Ye looked even more serious and asked again: "What's your name?"

Mrs. Ye looked at him for a while, suddenly shook her head, turned her head to continue drinking tea, looking like she was treating him like a madman.

But as soon as she turned her head, she heard the old man behind her say, "Are you looking for someone named Ye Ruien?"

Mrs. Ye, who had just turned her head, turned her head and looked at her: "Old man, do you know Ye Ruien?"

"Who are you?" asked Old Ye.

Mrs. Ye shook her head and said in a little disappointed manner: "I don't know either."

"I don't know?" Old Ye frowned.

Mrs. Ye seemed to have changed her mind about Ye Ruien because Old Ye said Ye Ruien's name. She nodded and said, "I don't know, I only know that I want to find him."

"Then do you know what he looks like?" Old Ye asked again.

Mrs. Ye frowned and thought for a while, and said:

"I can't remember it very clearly. I only know that he is very handsome. He is the most handsome man in the world. She would call me Zi Wan and say that she would give me all the best in the world, but I don't know where he is, and I don't even remember what he looks like."

"It seems that there are many beautiful memories between him and me, but I can't remember them."

Mrs. Ye murmured to herself, suddenly looked up and looked at Old Ye seriously and asked, "Do you know Ye Ruien? Do you know where to find him?"

Old Ye stared at the woman in front of him in a daze.

It was her Zi Wan who looked like she was about forty years old, and she could be said to be exactly the same.

"Your name is Leng Ziwan?" asked Old Ye.

"You still know me? Who are you? Why do I have no impression of you?" Mrs. Leng frowned and looked at Old Ye.

Old Ye also frowned and looked at her.

After a long time, he asked again: "What do you remember? Do you still remember your family?"

Mrs. Ye shook her head: "I don't remember, I only remember my name is Leng Ziwan, there is someone named Ye Ruien. I have been looking for him and have looked for many places, but I have never found it. You are the only one who knows us. Who are you?"

Old Ye didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly, and suddenly said, "My name is Ye Ruien."
Chapter completed!