The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

Venice is another city on New Year’s Eve.

The lights were bright, there were locals and many foreign tourists, all traveling together, in pairs, except for one, who was alone. A long black woolen coat made him feel cold and lonely.

"Han Qianyi!"

Opposite, someone was waving to him. He had been here for many days and had met many people.

Han Qianyi responded and walked over.

The person who called him was a girl, very beautiful, and also came to Venice for vacation.

She has been paying attention to this man for a long time. She met him on the plane several times, flying to different countries. He was very handsome, with cold eyebrows, and he always kept to himself. He had a pair of beautiful eyes, and he could tell you at a glance. It's easy to get addicted to it.

However, beauty is beautiful, but there are always wounds hidden inside that are so thick that they cannot be healed.

Looking at it more often will make you want to cry.

The girl looked at the man sitting next to her at a distance and couldn't help it. She asked in fluent English: "On New Year's Eve, why did you come to Venice alone?"

The man lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, but smiled without answering. There were many stories reflected in those beautiful eyes.

The girl thought that he should be a man with a story.

The girl thought for a moment and then asked: "Are you also a person who loves traveling?"

"No." The man shook his head and spoke concisely.

He has never been a traveler.

"Then why do you leave footprints everywhere?" She counted: "According to what I met, you have already been to four cities."

If you don’t like traveling, how can you travel to so many strange cities alone?

Han Qian smiled, picked up a can of beer, opened it, took a sip, and said, "Because she likes it."

He turned to look at her: "Because she likes these cities."

She said that when she saves enough money in the future, she must visit these cities and see the most beautiful scenery!

"who is she?"

The smile on the man's lips gradually deepened, and the injury under his eyes was quietly obvious: "My life."

The girl didn't understand. On New Year's Eve, everyone was in pairs. She thought about it and decided to take this opportunity to express what was in her heart.

"Han Qianyi." The girl's cheeks were bright red and she mustered up the courage to say to him, "I like you."

Han Qianyi was stunned for a moment, then turned to her and said, "I already have a family."

He put his hand on his heart and touched the name there through his clothes: "She is fine."

Speaking of her, the man smiled so beautifully that the girl was stunned for a moment.

"It turns out that you can also laugh."

She had never seen him smile like this before. At most, it was just a polite smile, nothing more.

It's been a long time since I opened those social platforms. Today is New Year's Eve. After thinking about it, Han Qianyi picked up her phone and entered WeChat.

The first post in the circle of friends is Qin Xiaomeng's update - "Xiao Yiyi is full moon! Happy New Year's Eve!"

Below is a photo of Cheng Yi's profile, as if she doesn't want to be in the camera, while Xiao Yiyi covers her face with one hand and pouts like a silent protest.

Han Qian paused with his fingers and stared at it for a long time.

He is now in the most beautiful and prosperous place in Venice. On New Year's Eve, everyone is noisy, but he is lonely.

The man clicked on the photo and smiled: "It looks a lot like you, little cutie."

The outline of her pout was exactly the same as when she was a child.

After a long time, he put down his phone.

Then I went to find the best master and gave Xiao Yiyi a pair of Ruyi pendants.

He hoped that he or she would always have everything going as he wished.

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