Rebirth in the 70s: After the fake daughter’s voice was leaked

"What do you think?" Yan Ruyu tilted her head and looked at him with bright eyes.

Their eyes met, and each other's heartbeats seemed to beat to the same rhythm.

Zhao Beichen raised his eyebrows slightly and expressed his inner thoughts in a long and slow tone.

"It's really amazing. If I hadn't met you at school that day, maybe, I really don't know, I would have fallen in love with someone at first sight."

"But this person is Ruyu, it seems, it's not that strange."

The curiosity about her in my heart never occurred to me, but this curiosity suddenly changed later.

It turned into a feeling that even I was a little surprised about.

However, I am quite happy with this feeling.

When Yan Ruyu heard what he said, she realized that he wanted to say...

Did he fall in love with me at first sight? !

Yan Ruyu, who knew this information, was somewhat shocked.

[I really didn’t expect that the person in front of me fell in love with me at first sight. It turned out that from that time on, he treated me differently. I actually always thought that Professor Zhao was the same to me and everyone else. Yes, it turns out that what the classmates said at that time was right...]

"It turns out that Beichen's unique tenderness is really just for me."

Yan Ruyu couldn't help but whisper her true thoughts.

Zhao Beichen listened to her unknown inner thoughts, looked at the surprise in her expression, and a smile slowly appeared on his eyebrows.

"Yeah, just for you."

His Ruyu is as lovely as ever.

The love between two people is just like this jasmine tea, fragrant and long-lasting.

At this moment, the old man in the teahouse slowly walked out of the teahouse.

The bench he was holding was placed by the door, and he looked at Zhao Beichen and Yan Ruyu with a smile.

Zhao Beichen noticed the old man out of the corner of his eye.

Turning around, he smiled politely and nodded slightly.

Yan Ruyu, who was sitting opposite, turned her head and looked doubtfully after seeing it.

"Beichen, who are you smiling at?"

"Grandpa from the teahouse," he said softly.

"Ok?"

Yan Ruyu looked back with doubt.

When the old man saw it, he also smiled at her.

After Yan Ruyu saw it, she was slightly stunned for a moment, and then returned a gentle smile.

The old man suddenly said, "Little girl, he likes you very much."

After hearing this, Yan Ruyu glanced at Zhao Beichen in confusion.

Zhao Beichen also didn't know what the old man meant, and he shook his head in confusion.

Yan Ruyu tentatively said, "Grandpa, what do you mean by this?"

The old man smiled and pointed at someone opposite her.

He explained with a smile, "I've been watching this young man for a long time. The affection he showed in his eyes when he looked at you was so sincere." "It's like he can only see you in his eyes. This old man like me I’ve been running a teahouse here for many years, and it’s rare for me to see someone like this.”

"The first time I saw it, I saw it through the eyes of the old woman before me. It's a pity that the old woman left early during the war..."

"Today, when I, an old man, saw you as a couple, it reminded me of what happened between me and my old wife."

"Don't think I'm an old man who talks nonsense. I just want to say that you two will definitely be able to grow old together in the future!"

Yan Ruyu felt warm in her heart after listening to her grandfather's words.

She turned to look at Zhao Beichen, her eyes filled with tenderness.

Zhao Beichen also felt her gaze and smiled slightly, his eyes full of endearment.

"Grandpa, thank you for your blessing."

Yan Ruyu turned back, smiled, and said softly, "Grandpa, we also believe that we can keep going until we grow old."

The old man nodded and looked at them with satisfaction.

"Mr. Liu, have a cup of tea!"

A guest came to the teahouse. The old man stood up on his knees and entered the teahouse.

"Come on, come on! I'm late today."

The old man’s vigorous voice spoke to people with a smile.

Yan Ruyu took a piece of yellowed paper from a wooden table next to the door.

He stretched out his hand towards Zhao Beichen and said, "Give me the pen you brought with you to use."

Zhao Beichen took out the pen without knowing why and handed it to her.

"What are you going to do?"

"You'll find out later."

Yan Ruyu mysteriously blocked the paper with her hand and began to write on the paper with a pen.

After a while, Yan Ruyu covered the pen, put it on the paper, and pushed the written paper and pen to Zhao Beichen.

"Read it, and then write it down too."

Zhao Beichen took the paper and looked at the writing on it curiously.

He saw Yan Ruyu writing a paragraph in neat handwriting.

"You can't ask for love. I originally wanted to be together for a lifetime and have children and grandchildren decades later. However, love was born in troubled times. All the love in my youth was not worth the passion of the past, but the love in my heart has been in the troubled times to this day."

"Until my hair turns gray, my thoughts are not even half gray."

Xu was written with great care by Yan Ruyu. Looking at such words, Zhao Beichen felt the emotion Yan Ruyu put into it.

He raised his eyebrows lightly and asked, "Is this written for that old man?"

"Yeah." Yan Ruyu nodded in disbelief.

He said seriously, "The old man must have a lot of things in his heart that he wants to say to his former lover."

"But at that time, the old man definitely didn't receive too much knowledge."

"I just want to write what grandpa wants to say to grandma based on our own feelings."

After understanding it clearly, Zhao Beichen also picked up the pen.

He thought for a moment and then started writing on the paper.

He wrote a paragraph in smooth handwriting.

"In each other's eyes, we seem to see a lifetime of happiness. The smile on your face is the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen. Out of greed, I want to keep this scenery in troubled times. However, fate has played a trick on me. My beloved has dispersed with the smoke and ashes of the cannon fire, leaving behind Me alone."

"Love is hard to lose in my heart. Even when my steps become staggering, I still feel that you are by my side."

"Meeting your true love when you were young is something you will never forget even when you are an old man."

Zhao Beichen's regular handwriting reveals chicness and is also full of sincerity.

"All right."

Zhao Beichen put away the pen and pushed the paper back in front of her.

Yan Ruyu looked at what Zhao Beichen wrote and sighed in her heart, "He is indeed my Professor Zhao."

The person opposite looked at her satisfied smile and couldn't hide the look in her eyes.

She folded the paper, folded it carefully, put it back on the original wooden table, and pressed it with the teapot next to it.

When she returned to her seat, she just sat down.

I heard the person opposite say, "Ruyu, the next two paragraphs are what I want to say to you."