Chuandong City

These days, the newspapers are full of news about the death of Lan Chen, the richest man in Asia.

Surrounded by these news, Ou Zihan has been in a bad mood. This is the first time she has experienced the death of someone close to her, and it is normal that she cannot accept it.

Ou Chuanshan told Ou Wen to take Ou Zihan out for a walk these days so that she can recover from the news of Lan Chen's death as soon as possible. After all, the dead cannot be resurrected.

Ou Wen was quite obedient and took Ou Zihan to many places.

These days, Ou Zihan had her period and her stomach was always in pain, so she didn't go out much. This morning, Ou Zihan slept until ten o'clock. Everyone in the family went out, leaving her alone.

When the maid Wu Ma, who was in charge of cooking, saw her coming down from the upstairs, she asked, "Miss, let me heat up your breakfast. The young master told me before he left that you must eat breakfast." "

Okay." Ou Zihan nodded.

After a while, Wu Ma heated up breakfast for Ou Zihan and brought it to the table.

Ou Zihan sat alone at the table drinking oatmeal porridge. She had no appetite. She ate very slowly and her stomach still hurt a little. Since Lan Chen's death, she seemed to have matured a lot and was not as noisy as before.

The phone rang quickly, and she found that it was a call from overseas. After thinking for a while, she answered it, "Hello."

"Xiao Han, it's me." That clean and pleasant voice came out of the phone.

Xi Yang?

"Xi Yang, is that you?" Ou Zi Han hesitated for a while.

"Yes, it's me."

The other end quickly asked for a video call, and Ou Zi Han also directly clicked to agree. However, after the call was connected, Ou Zi Han saw a dark screen.

"Xi Yang, you are so mean, I can't even see you."

"My phone camera is broken, I just want to see you, Xiao Han, I miss you so much." Xi Yang's voice was still so pleasant through the phone.

"I miss you too. I'll go to England to see you someday, or you can come to see me?" Ou Zihan smiled.

"Okay." There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment.

"Have you had surgery?"

"Not yet, but soon."

"Why haven't you done it yet? Didn't you say you were going to do it during the Chinese New Year? It's really troublesome." Ou Zihan frowned.

"Xiaohan, I want to ask you a question." Xiyang changed the subject.

"Ask, do we still need to be so polite?" Ou Zihan poked her cell phone on the dining table and continued to drink her oatmeal porridge.

"Do you love me, Xiaohan?" Xiyang's voice came faintly.

Hearing this question, Ou Zihan was stunned for a moment. She had not thought about Xi Yang asking this question in return. Suddenly, memories devoured her brain like a flood.

She remembered what she had promised Xi Yue, remembered that she had accepted Xi Yang's sapphire ring, and remembered that Xi Yang might still have an illness.

She also remembered the dead Lan Chen. Yes, she didn't want to lose anyone around her again, even if it was a friend she hadn't seen for a long time. She didn't want to be stingy with her words and regret it when she didn't have the chance to say love.

So, she smiled and raised her head, "I love you, Xi Yang, I love you very, very much, really."

"Thank you."

Ou Zihan could feel Xi Yang laughing on the other end of the phone through the phone, but after a while, the phone was suddenly hung up.

She thought the signal was bad, so she called Xiyang, but the other party's phone was turned off. She didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it might just be out of battery, and continued to drink her oatmeal porridge.