When she stared at Xie Zhuo, Xie Zhuo was also looking at her.

The eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl had a beautiful face. Sitting under the tree, propping her arms up, and looking at people with reddened eyes, she looked like a painting.

A painting that draws you in.

Xie Zhuo did not approach, but stopped two meters away from Xu Yan.

“This afternoon, I plan to go to the city to buy four major items,” Xie Zhuo said. “I don’t know if they have Bulaji, but you can let me know in advance if you need anything else.”

Xu Yan really didn't intend to take these things.

She plans to go to university and leave this place in two years.

I probably won't need these things even if I buy them.

But when she met Xie Zhuo's gaze, she suddenly didn't know how to explain her plans.

Will he be angry?

Probably!

Who plans to leave before even getting married?

Xie Zhuo naturally noticed Xu Yan's conflicted expression, and his eyes darkened.

Although he knew in his heart that Xu Yan didn't marry him because she liked him, but just wanted to move out of the educated youth settlement, he also knew that she would return to the city sooner or later.

He chose to marry her only because she had helped Da Bao and Xiao Bao in their previous life.

Things seemed that simple, but as soon as he thought about it more deeply, he felt a strange unease.

"you……"

"you……"

The two of them spoke at the same time again.

“You go first,” Xie Zhuo said, dappled shadows of the trees swaying on his face in the wind.

Xu Yan stared at him for a few seconds, then heard herself ask, "Will you follow your husband wherever he goes, no matter what?"

Xie Zhuo: "?"