If you don’t cherish the love we wear quickly, why are you crying if you change your mind?

Zhang Wenruo saw her and had doubts in his eyes, "You, what is your relationship with the Jiang family?"

Tang Yiyan's surprised face gradually darkened, "I am the second young lady of the Jiang family."

"But your surname is Tang." Zhang Wenruo frowned.

Tang Yiyan rubbed her painful forehead, her eyes suddenly turned red, "My, my last name is my mother, it hurts so much."

"Are you okay? I need the doctor to come and take a look."

"It's okay." Tang Yiyan glanced at him and then asked, "Mr. Zhang, why are you here?"

Zhang Wenruo had just broken up with Jiang Miao on bad terms, and originally didn't want to mention her, "I'm here to find your sister."

Tang Yiyan clenched her hands subconsciously. Could he be Jiang Miao's fiancé Zhang Wenruo?

No wonder his surname is Zhang, with such magnanimity, and in this Suzhou city, it turns out that he is Zhang Wenruo, the young master of the Zhang family who returned from studying abroad.

Why would such an outstanding man be Jiang Miao's fiancé? This world is so unfair.

She bravely raised her head, looked at Zhang Wenruo and said, "My name is Tang Yiyan, are you Brother Wenruo?"

"Yes." Zhang Wenruo nodded. To be honest, he was not in a good mood now, so he found an excuse to leave the Jiang family.

Tang Yiyan watched him leave with a dark look in her eyes, wondering why Jiang Miao could get the best of everything so easily.

Especially when she realized that she fell in love with Zhang Wenruo at first sight, but Zhang Wenruo wanted to marry Jiang Miao, her dissatisfaction and grievance reached the extreme.

Jiang Miao was watching the damn fate between Zhang Wenruo and Tang Yiyan from the balcony on the second floor of the bungalow, and looked at Tang Yiyan with a look of displeasure on her face.

She thought that in the last life, Zhang Wenruo and Tang Yiyan might have hooked up a long time ago, but the original owner didn't know about it.

When Zhang Wenruo returned to Zhang's house, he was still thinking about the meaning of Jiang Miao's words.

What promise had he made to Jiang Miao?

After going abroad, the memory of this little childhood sweetheart became increasingly faded.

Now when he recalled the time when he was young, her figure was still there but vague. In his impression, Jiang Miao was a cute, sickly and beautiful little green plum.

Just when he was troubled, Jiang Miao prepared a "sweet dream" for him at night.

Before falling asleep, the little white cat jumped on her lap.

[Host, do you really plan to use your golden finger on the 'Dream Making' skill? Although the plane node you are in has less war and chaos, it is not peaceful. Why don't you choose some self-defense skills? ]

Jiang Miao glanced at the skill options. She has the force value herself. As for the medical buff, she has experienced so many planes. Although most of her memories have been erased, these learned abilities have not been forgotten, nor can she cure a disease. question.

If she wanted to help the original owner take revenge on Zhang Wenruo, she would have to make him regret it until he died. Dreaming was quite useful.

The bright moon hangs high.

Zhang Wenruo had trouble sleeping, and when he finally fell asleep, he fell into a strange dream.

What he saw was the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar Hanshan Temple, and he was in a trance for a moment.

"Brother Wenruo, brother Wenruo, why are you in such a daze? Hurry up and put on the incense!" A delicate voice brought him back to his senses.

What Zhang Wenruo saw following the sound was Jiang Miao when she was young. She was as cute as Bingxue in his impression, as beautiful as a porcelain doll.

Looking down at his hands again, could it be that he was dreaming about what happened when he was a child?

Hanshan Temple. Has he and Jiang Miao ever come to Hanshan Temple to offer incense before?

How could she go such a long way with him if she was in such poor health?

"Brother Wen Ruo, why are you distracted again?" Jiang Miao pulled off his sleeve unceremoniously, "Aren't you going to ask for a peace charm for your mother? We ran away secretly, so we have to go home quickly."

"Okay" Zhang Wenruo doesn't know why this dream is so real, so real that it hurts to pinch his hands.

As soon as the scene changed, Zhang Wenruo found that the two of them had already prayed for the peace charm.

He saw a snow-white little face looking at him again, with bright eyes, "Brother Wenruo, this is for you."

She opened her hand, dragging a triangular peace charm.

"I hope brother Wenruo will be safe and sound all his life!"

Zhang Wenruo picked up the peace charm and said, "Xiao Miao, thank you very much."

"There is no need to be polite between you and me, let's go home."

Just as he was going down the mountain, he saw Jiang Miao's face getting paler and her walking getting slower and slower.

His body suddenly stiffened, and he subconsciously held her hand, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Jiang Miao turned around and said, "It's okay."

"Don't be so showy, come up here and I'll carry you down the mountain." Zhang Wenruo squatted down in front of her.

Soon, a pair of small hands gently placed on his neck.

Zhang Wenruo suddenly felt that Jiang Miao was more lovable when she was a child, unlike when she grew up and was covered in thorns.

As he walked, the scene changed again. When he saw clearly, he found that they were surrounded by a group of bandits. Zhang Wenruo subconsciously protected Jiang Miao.

The bandit leader stared at them fiercely, "Tie him up. Be careful. This is the young master of the Zhang family. The other little girl is also worth a lot. After doing this, we won't have to worry about what to eat during the New Year."

Zhang Wenruo looked at this group of gangsters, and his mind was racing. He seemed to have forgotten something important.

Just when he was in a trance, he was hit with a spear, "What are you doing standing there, let's go!"

The dull pain from the impact of the spear made him frown. Jiang Miao quickly walked to his side and asked nervously, "Brother Wen Ruo, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Zhang Wenruo shook his head.

The robber suddenly looked at the beautiful Jiang Miao with a lustful look in his eyes, "This little girl is quite pretty, why not stay on the mountain with us."

With that said, the gangster reached out to touch Jiang Miao's chin.

Zhang Wenruo bumped into him without even thinking and knocked the man's hand away.

"Pah!" the robber slapped Zhang Wenruo angrily, "You brat, you still thought you were a rich young man on the top of my mountain."

Blood was drawn from Zhang Wenruo's mouth. Just when the gangster raised the handle of his gun and was about to beat him, Jiang Miao quickly rushed over and stood in front of him.

"what!"

Zhang Wenruo watched helplessly as Jiang Miao fell in front of him.

"Xiao Miao!"

Zhang Wenruo suddenly sat up from the bed, looked at everything around him with wide eyes, and then breathed rapidly.

Is he having a nightmare?

But that dream was so real.

At dawn, he put on his clothes and got up to go find his father.

"Dad, was I kidnapped when I was a child?"

Zhang's father had just come out of the room of his newly-acquired sixth aunt. When he met his son, he looked a little embarrassed and said bluntly: "Why do you mention this matter? It has been so many years. In order to redeem it, you spent all our money." It took more than half of it.”

Zhang Wenruo was surprised that this incident was true, and even more shocked that he seemed to have forgotten it.

"Xiao Miao was kidnapped with me back then?"

"That's right." Father Zhang put his hands behind his hands, "Why are you saying these unlucky things so early in the morning? Send the betrothal gift list to the Jiang family as soon as possible."

Zhang Wenruo asked persistently, "Then how come I have no impression at all?"

"You kowtowed to your head at that time. The doctor said it's normal to forget some things. Go to Jiang's house quickly and be polite." Father Zhang obviously didn't have much patience to talk about these old things.

Zhang Wenruo frowned, went back to his room, sorted things out, and drove to Jiang's house again.

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