I'm in trouble.

Perhaps it was because his initial attempt to share his life failed at the first step, which dealt a heavy blow to his confidence. For the next many days, Gou An did not receive any news from Crayon Shin-chan who ate bread.

The kind where the whole person disappears out of thin air.

Two days later, I learned from my parents' casual chat that he had gone on a business trip abroad, and he was so busy every day with jet lag that he couldn't even keep up...

Gou Yu smiled and said that he was probably forced to go abroad because of countless blind dates.

This possibility cannot be ruled out.

As He Jinxing left Jiangcheng, other business situations in Jiangcheng changed. The topic that had just arisen about Mr. He considering relationship issues at his age gradually subsided. People finally realized that compared to other things, Mr. He really loved money more.

Late one night, Gou An saw an update from He Jinxing on his WeChat Moments. The picture was of a towering snow-capped mountain hidden in the clouds, located in Switzerland.

Gou An thought about it and gave a thumbs up.

When she woke up early the next morning, she saw more than a dozen unread messages on her phone, which made her eyes go dark. She was almost scared to pee her pants. She clicked on them and found that all the unread messages were from the avatar that had been silent for almost a week.

It is a series of more than a dozen pictures.

There are green meadows under the towering snow-capped mountains, misty skies at dawn, a single cloud that looks a bit like Thanos, a farmer's mill built alone in a green field, and a furry little rabbit squatting beside a strawberry field...

There is also the moment when the furry little rabbit is caught by an eagle with a ferocious look on its face.

………………

Too real.

I swiped my finger up and down, and looked at it over and over again, but I didn't see any captions. It was just a dozen consecutive photos. Maybe someone mistook it for iCloud.

In return, Gou An posted two consecutive photos of the little rabbit eating strawberries and then the little rabbit disappearing on his Moments.

Caption: When I opened my eyes early in the morning, I wondered why there would be a devil who would send people this kind of photos.

This post naturally received a series of “Hahahahahahahahahahaha” and “????”.

Gou An put down her phone with satisfaction. Although they were of different generations, their social circles overlapped greatly, so she believed that He Jinxing would definitely be able to see it.

On the second weekend after He Jinxing disappeared, Miss Gou found new fun.

He Yuan's father runs a manor in the suburbs of Jiangcheng, which has a professional horse farm and a blueberry orchard. When He Yuan first returned to Jiangcheng, he wanted to make a good show both inside and outside, so he simply invited half of his peers who could be named to go with him.

Gou An had no interest in riding horses. When others came down from the car carrying professional equestrian protective gear and helmets, she came on stage with a woven basket, wearing a linen skirt with a bib that matched the pastoral atmosphere, and small leather shoes.

When she arrived at the place, she rolled up her sleeves and tied a hairband, which really gave her the vibe of a small farm girl from the last century, and attracted everyone's good-natured laughter.

Today He Yuan is wearing an equestrian outfit, long boots and tight pants, which, paired with his curly hair, really gives off a British vibe and doesn't look out of place at all.

When Gou An and the others arrived, he rode his own horse to meet them, dismounted, took off his gloves, and threw them casually on the horse's back. He bent down and touched the flaxen hairband on Gou An's head, and picked off a fallen leaf that had fallen from somewhere and was stuck in her hair.

The child held the leaf between two fingers and waved it in front of her eyes. She smiled with eyes curved: "Sister, this outfit is so cute."

Tang Xinjiu made an "ouch" expression and took out his phone to take a picture of them: "The peasant girl and the city lord's son."

He Yuan stretched his head to take a look. The little girl in the photo was half a head shorter than him. Because of his sudden movement to lean over, she subconsciously closed her eyes and shrank back. There was a halo at the tip of her ears, and she looked younger than him.

“This one looks good.”

He asked Tang Xinjiu to send it to him, and then posted it directly on his Moments.

He Ran was the first to like the post, and left a sour comment: People who can't ride a horse can only farm there.

Putting away his phone, He Yuan tilted his head and looked at Gou An: "You can't ride a horse? Then I will take you?"

Gou An was just shaking his head when Zhou Yutong, who had arrived a long time ago, ran out of the house and stuffed a bucket of cut pears into his hand.

Gou An: "What?"

Zhou Yutong: "Feed the horses."

Gou An: "I don't ride."

She was bitten by a horse when she was a child and has had a traumatic experience with horses ever since. She has no intention of riding a horse. So why should she feed them fruits to please them?

Zhou Yutong: "If you don't want to ride, then don't ride. I just think that the look of carrying this broken bucket suits you... We'll get off the horse first, and then pick you up to go pick blueberries together. You can feed the horse when you have nothing to do, and maybe it won't be so annoying."

"That's a twisted logic. How is it possible that something that you hated at first becomes less annoying just because you get a little closer to it out of nowhere?"

"I'm talking about horseback riding," Zhou Yutong was confused. "What are you talking about?"

Gou An pushed her onto the horse.

Piano, horse riding, chess, golf, these extravagant things are what these Jiangcheng rich girls have been exposed to since childhood. Except for those who are afraid of the sun, falling, and hardship and have no skills, most people can ride away and have fun when they get on the horse.

As half the owner, He Yuan of course had to lead the way for everyone, so after a while, Gou An was the only one left in front of the horse farm.

She looked down at the fruit cut in half with a metal spoon in her hand, turned and walked towards the stable, and made up her mind: if she was bitten again this time, she would twist Zhou Yutong's head off.

When I got to the door, I found that there was already someone in the stable.

In front of the innermost private stable, there were two figures, a man and a woman. They were a good match in terms of height. The woman had chestnut curly hair and wore neat equestrian protective gear, long boots and white pants. She was very tall and had long legs.

She reached out and tried to touch the ridiculously tall black horse with shiny black hair in the stable, but the black horse snorted and turned its head away in disgust.

"Ahhh, it hates me!"

The woman's voice was filled with joyful frustration, which were two rather contradictory adjectives, but Gou An felt that the description was just right.

From a distance, she saw the man leaning against the stable with his arms folded move, but he did not make any unnecessary movements, just changed his standing posture.

"Then don't touch it."

His voice was lazy, and there was an inexplicable pride in his tone, as if an old father was praising his son for being invincible in front of the kindergarten teacher who was complaining.

But this voice sounds a little familiar.

Gou An narrowed his eyes slightly and dragged the iron bucket inside. The noise attracted the two people at the end of the stable to look over at the same time.

Judging from her dress from a distance, the girl with chestnut hair probably really thought she was a farm worker. She said with a smile, "Then I'll please it." She raised her hand as a matter of course and called Gou An over, asking her to hand her a piece of fruit.

Gou An walked over staggeringly, carrying a heavy iron bucket in both hands.

When I looked up again, I met a pair of familiar eyes.

This morning at the breakfast table, we were chatting about the owner of these eyes. According to my father, he should still be doing business in some corner of Canada.

Obviously the accident still happened.

The moment their eyes met, his originally careless gaze fixed and he stood up straight.

A strand of long hair fell loose from the headband Gou An was wearing. She blew on her hair and asked the two people in front of her expressionlessly, "Today's dessert is pear. Excuse me, does anyone want some?"

The little girl came in a hurry, with some emotions written on her face.

When she raised her head like a proud little peacock and asked bluntly who wanted to eat the pear, what else could Hou Xiangqin, who was good at observing people's expressions, not understand? After a moment of stunned silence, she lowered her head and looked at the person carefully. Oh, although she was not wearing any expensive clothes or accessories, the atmosphere of twenty years of pampering could not deceive anyone at all——

There was no smell of farm crops and sweat on her body. A strand of soft black hair fell down and was meticulously tucked into the headband cap. Her makeup was not exaggerated, but it could be seen that she had been patiently done...

She held up her sleeves, her arms were extremely white from holding the iron bucket, her hands were also delicately bruised by the small bucket of fruit, and she was unaware of the red marks, and her nails were clean.

Which daughter is coming to the farm to play?

While she was looking at Gou An, Gou An was also looking at her: her legs looked even longer when she looked closer, and her figure was also very good. The little leather jacket made her look heroic. Damn, who is this? She is so beautiful.

Seeing that the other person apologized generously, Gou An didn't bother to be pretentious with her. He bent down, grabbed a pear from the iron bucket, and handed it to her with a stern face.

The man behind him said nothing.

"Hey, hello."

This time Gou An was no longer sarcastic.

But her eyes were clearly avoiding the person behind her.

Hou Xiangqin was not from Jiangcheng at all, and had no idea about their social circles and relationships. But at this moment, no matter how ignorant she was, she could tell that something was not right in the air...

After thinking for a moment, she looked back with some surprise at He Jinxing behind her. The latter felt her gaze, lowered his eyes, and looked back at her calmly.

Hou Xiangqin: “…”

The little girl in front of me is too young——

He Jinxing this...

What a beast! After taking the aggressive pear, Hou Xiangqin handed it to the dark horse. The horse in the stable still had a long face and turned its head away.

Hou Xiangqin smiled again, "I'm not used to being treated coldly. Mr. He, your horse is too difficult to handle. I'd better go and see someone else's!"

After saying this, without waiting for the person behind her to respond, she grabbed the pear, strode towards the white horse closest to the door, and quickly evacuated the battlefield.

Only the little girl who was carrying an iron bucket and was as tall as the stable fence, and Mr. He who was standing there with his hands in his pockets were left...

And the black horse in the stable.

At this time, the black horse was no longer harassed, and finally turned its head back, stretched its head out of the stable and sniffed. Perhaps it didn't smell anything, so it moved its long face back. For some reason, it looked like the atmosphere was really difficult to deal with; and Gou An, who was carrying an iron bucket outside the stable, also exuded the same smell.

After reaching this conclusion, He Jinxing laughed out loud for no reason.

The man's chuckle instantly twisted Gou An's originally straight and stiff eyebrows, "What are you laughing at?"

He Jinxing didn't say anything, but bent down and stretched out his hand. Gou An found that after more than half a month, she seemed to be still somewhat allergic to this person's approach. The tips of her ears quickly turned red and she subconsciously dodged backwards. Unexpectedly, the former just quickly took a pear from the small iron bucket she was carrying.

He casually handed it to the black horse's mouth behind the fence.

His height seemed just right for feeding this overly tall horse. The most amazing thing was that the horse seemed to really recognize its master. It nudged the pear with its nose and opened its mouth to eat it.

"That was the daughter of Hou Yuning, the director of Huiyao Group in Yancheng next door." He Jinxing's eyes were always on the horse that was chewing pears. "Do you know Huiyao? He started out as a real estate developer in Yancheng and has been developing rapidly in recent years. Recently, he has set his sights on projects of biotechnology companies..."

Gou An didn't know why he was telling her this.

After He Jinxing fed a pear, he turned around and found that the little girl carrying the iron bucket was looking at him eagerly, with an undisguised expression on her face: What next?

With a curl of his lips, he pointed at the iron bucket, motioning Gou An to try it too.

Gou An looked down at the pears in the bucket, then turned back to look at the horse.

It was really a beautiful horse. It was obvious that it was well taken care of, with shiny fur and a neat and smooth tail. The stable was covered with dry, newly replaced straw, and there was almost no strange smell. Gou An put down the iron bucket and picked up a pear, but the fence that kept the horses was a little high for her, so she had to stand on tiptoe and stretch her arms as far as possible to get the pear to the horse's mouth.

As she tried to do so, the person next to her came up behind her.

"When I was in Jiangcheng last month, Hou Yuning asked me to meet him and bluntly said that he wanted to bring his daughter to meet him, but I refused."

This horse is indeed He Jinxing's horse, with the expression "not eating food given out of pity" written on its face. As soon as the pear was placed in front of its mouth, it turned its head away. "This time I went to Europe and the United States to inspect farms and fenced off a few plots of land to plant crops and participate in the production of medicines here. When I returned to China, I made an appointment with Hou Yuning to meet. I didn't expect that he would be smart this time and act first and ask for permission later, and still brought Miss Hou with him."

Gou An listened to He Jinxing's words with her ears perked up, and was still stubbornly trying to deal with the black horse. Seeing that it was not very cooperative, she got angry and pressed the pear against the horse's mouth. Perhaps she was annoyed by it, so she bared her teeth and turned her head——

Gou An was startled. The memory of a horse biting his arm when he was a child came back to him. He pulled his arm back abruptly and said, "How come your horse looks so much like you!"

Difficult to get along with! The man standing behind her was not angry even though he and his own animal were scolded. At this moment, he stretched out a hand and held Gou An's arm tightly against his chest...

A warm and dry hand covered the back of Gou An's hand. He was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he was led by the hand back to the black horse.

"The first second we met, she told me in front of her father and me that she had someone she liked who was also in Jiangcheng, and she came to see him, not to make friends with me."

This time the black horse was obviously stunned for a moment. He turned around and was about to show his teeth to scare the little girl again, but the moment he turned his head back, he probably smelled the scent of his master again.

The pear that was not given away last time was put to its mouth again.

This time it hesitated for a moment, but finally tentatively pulled the fruit from Gou An's hand and started chewing it again with a crunching sound.

The big hand that was originally holding her wrist moved away with restraint almost at the same time.

"So we were just talking about the horses I keep here, and she said she also has a few abroad and is very good at horsemanship, and she wanted to come and see them, so I agreed to bring her down."

The pear juice splashed everywhere, some of it splashed onto the back of Gou An's hand before he could retract it. The high-sugar juice immediately slid down the back of his hand with a sweet scent.

"…Why are you telling me this?"

Gou An then turned around and raised his chin slightly to look at the person standing behind him.

"Well, don't you want to hear it?"

He Jinxing raised his eyebrows, looking somewhat innocent.

"I thought you might want to listen a little."

“…”

"Then just treat it as my nonsense."

Another punch on the cotton.

Gou An's lips moved, and finally closed weakly, blinking: "This morning, my father said that you should be in Canada."

"I should have been here, but after looking at the progress of the negotiations on the sites selected in Europe and America, I decided to come back a little earlier." He Jinxing smiled again, "I came here as soon as I got off the plane at midnight yesterday. I didn't even have time to go home."

"oh."

Gou An turned around again and stared at the difficult dark horse. At this moment, it had quickly swept away the second pear.

When she hesitated whether to give it another one, the person behind her said, "No, it has too much sugar and it will get carried away."

Why does even a horse have to be managed like this?

"But you can touch it."

“It bit me.”

"No," the man's voice was light but unusually steady, "Try it."

Perhaps this voice had some magic, she dazedly reached out her hand to the creature she once feared. At the same time, she could feel a pair of eyes behind her always fixed on her slowly outstretched hand.

His fingertips reached the horse's mouth and stopped in fear.

The proud horse turned its head and glanced at her.

When Gou An swallowed hard and stretched out his hand firmly, the cool dark horse in the stable seemed to be stunned for a moment. After a few seconds, he reluctantly moved his face over and rubbed it, actively sticking to her.

The rough short hair made the palm of his hand a little itchy. As Gou An slowly widened his eyes in curiosity, he heard a sigh behind him.

The man's deep voice, half-smiled, came into my ears——

"It's troublesome. It seems to be a bit like me."

(End of this chapter)