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"Where are we going!?"
Xin'er asked in confusion at Leng Yixuan's words.
However, Leng Yixuan merely smiled at her, teasingly, without answering.
He then took her hand and had someone prepare the horses.
Leng Yixuan was also a horse lover; his horse, Wind Chaser, had been with him since childhood. Moreover, Wind Chaser had a wild temperament and would not allow anyone else to ride him except for Leng Yixuan.
In fact, Leng Yixuan did not let anyone else ride his beloved horse.
But for Xin'er, he made an exception.
However, Xin'er was unaware of this.
With a graceful flick of his garment, Leng Yixuan effortlessly mounted Wind Chaser and then reached out his hand toward Xin'er.
At that moment, it was noon; the sun shone brightly in the clear sky, and a gentle breeze blew.
A young man in splendid attire sat confidently on his horse, his handsome face radiating charm. This scene was as beautiful as a painting, stirring something within Xin'er. Eventually, she slowly reached out her small hand to grasp his.
In the next moment, Xin'er felt a strong pull on her hand, and she was swiftly lifted onto the horse, with Leng Yixuan behind her!
Feeling the broad embrace behind her and the familiar scent of Magnolia Fragrance wafting through the air made Xin'er's heart flutter.
She couldn't help but gently lift her head to look at the man behind her.
What met her gaze were his deep black eyes filled with tenderness and affection.
"Xin'er, let's go!" he said cheerfully.
Leng Yixuan finished speaking, holding Xin'er in his arms. With one hand gripping the reins and the other raising the Long Whip, he urged the horse forward.
Xin'er had no idea where this man intended to take her.
But she trusted him!
Moreover, Xin'er had never ridden a horse before; she had only traveled by carriage in her life.
Now, sitting atop the horse, she felt a mix of unfamiliarity and bumps, yet it was all so refreshing.
The horse galloped ahead with great effort, the wild wind whipping through her Long Hair and causing her clothes to flutter.
In that moment, it felt as if she were flying, and the sensation was exhilarating.
Joy filled her heart, and a delightful smile crept onto Xin'er's lips.
Just then, her joyful smile caught the man's attention. His gaze softened at the sight, and with a slight curve of his Red Lips, he leaned closer to Xin'er’s ear and asked softly, "Do you like riding horses?"
"Yes, I do!"
Hearing his question, Xin'er nodded eagerly in affirmation.
The man’s Deep Black Eyes sparkled for a moment before he smiled and said, "Good! Then I’ll teach you how to ride later!"
"Really!? You’ll teach me how to ride!?"
Hearing the man's words, Xin'er, with her beautiful eyes, widened in surprise as she looked at him.
The man couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction.
"It's just horseback riding. As long as you enjoy it, I'm willing to teach you anything!"
"Hehe..."
Though Xin'er smiled without speaking, warmth filled her heart.
After all, she knew that the man truly cared for her!
As she pondered this, Xin'er began to observe her surroundings.
They were currently heading towards the outskirts.
For some reason, as she gazed at the scenery outside, a sense of familiarity washed over her.
Her mother had once told her about it.
When she was three years old, they had lived in Capital City for a while.
At that time, their family was quite poor.
Her father was involved in business but had failed and spent months working away from home without returning.
Her mother took care of her alone, living in a modest house in Capital City.
However, due to their financial struggles, her mother would leave her at home every day while she worked long hours.
It wasn't until Xin'er was around three or four that her mother received a large sum of money, paid off her father's debts, and they moved to Shangzhou to reunite with him.
These were things that her mother had told her before.
However, she had no recollection of them at all.
After all, these were events from her childhood, and she couldn't remember them clearly.
Yet, for some reason, as she found herself in this place, Xin'er felt an inexplicable familiarity.
Could it be that she had been here before!?
Xin'er pondered in confusion.
What she didn't realize was that the doubts in her heart were vividly reflected on her delicate little face. Leng Yixuan glanced down at her, his deep black eyes flickering for a moment before he softly spoke.
"Do you remember this place?"
"Huh!? Remember!? What do you mean by that!? Did I really come here before!? But if I did, how would you know!?"
Filled with confusion, Xin'er bombarded him with questions.
However, Leng Yixuan merely smiled faintly and did not answer her immediately.
After a moment, he finally spoke.
"You used to live here."
"What!?"
Upon hearing his words, Xin'er was taken aback.
Just a moment ago, she felt that the surroundings were familiar, but she never expected that she had actually lived here.
Could it be something from her childhood!?
But even if she had lived here before, how would this man know about it!?
Xin'er was extremely curious. However, seeing Leng Yixuan's teasing demeanor, she realized he was waiting for her to figure it out on her own.
As Xin'er pondered this, the man suddenly pulled hard on the reins. The horse let out a pained whinny and came to a stop.
Immediately, the man jumped off the horse and reached out to wrap his arms around Xin'er's waist, lifting her down effortlessly.
Once Xin'er’s feet touched the ground, she felt a bit unsteady.
Perhaps it was because she had never ridden a horse before.
Fortunately, Leng Yixuan had been supporting her; otherwise, she would have embarrassed herself.
Thinking of this, Xin'er couldn't help but smile shyly at Leng Yixuan in gratitude. Then, her beautiful eyes began to scan the surroundings quietly.
She saw that this was a very ordinary and simple house.
Moreover, it was clear that no one had lived here for quite some time.
However, what puzzled her most was that the area around the house was remarkably clean, showing no signs of dirt at all.
Seeing this, Xin'er felt confused and wondered why this man had brought her to such a strange place today.
So, she turned to him and asked, "What is this place?!"
"Don't you remember?!"
Seeing the puzzled expression on Xin'er’s face, Leng Yixuan immediately asked, "What’s wrong?"
Upon hearing this, Xin'er nodded slightly, and then she watched as the man suddenly pulled out a key from his pocket and unlocked the door to the modest house.
With a creak, the wooden door scraped against the ground, revealing the interior of the house without any concealment to Xin'er’s gaze.
The room was very small.
Inside, there were only a few simple wooden stools, a wooden table, a wooden bed, and some wooden shelves...
Everything was so rudimentary. Yet, for some reason, as Xin'er looked around, a wave of familiarity washed over her, as if she had spent time here before.
Thinking about it, Xin'er couldn’t help but turn to Leng Yixuan and tentatively say, "I feel like this place is really familiar. I think I’ve been here before, haven’t I?"
"Yes, you have," Leng Yixuan replied with a smile as he stepped into the small house.
The man was lanky and tall, dressed in luxurious clothing that exuded an air of nobility.
He seemed like a cloud in the sky, high above everything else.
He was completely out of place in this humble dwelling.
However, he didn’t seem to mind at all; in fact, there was a hint of nostalgia on his face that only deepened Xin'er’s confusion.
She had an inkling that he was hiding a little secret in his heart—one that was related to her.
Because this man seemed to know even more about the place where she had lived as a child than she did, it was truly strange!
Curious and puzzled, Xin'er couldn't help but fix her gaze on the man.
She saw him simply take a quick look around the room. When their eyes met, filled with her confusion, he reached out his large hand and gently touched her forehead with a fond smile before speaking.
"Forget about it for now. Come, I want to take you somewhere!"
After Leng Yixuan finished speaking, he extended his hand and took Xin'er's small hand, leading her out the door.
Xin'er allowed him to hold her hand without resistance.
Today, he was acting very strangely, and from the expression on his face, it seemed like he was reminiscing about something.
However, she decided not to think too much about it; as long as he was happy, that was enough for her.
Xin'er thought to herself as she followed him, hand in hand, heading towards the back mountain.
After walking for about fifteen minutes, a beautiful little grove appeared before Xin'er's eyes.
As she looked around, she saw a vast expanse of lush green grass.
The grass stood tall and slender, swaying gently in the breeze that blew through like a gentle wave of emerald green.
There were also delicate little flowers scattered throughout, looking absolutely stunning.
In front of the grassy area flowed a clear little river.
At that moment, the sun shone brightly; the golden rays spilled over the river's surface, making it appear as if a layer of gold had been laid upon it, shimmering beautifully!
"Wow, this place is so beautiful!"
Xin'er looked around and felt a surge of joy, instantly falling in love with this place.
With her arms outstretched, she dashed toward the expanse of lush green grass, spinning in circles atop it.
Her tinkling laughter echoed through the beautiful little grove, adding an indescribable charm to the scenery.
Seeing the girl so happy, Leng Yixuan couldn't help but smile. His narrow, deep black eyes remained fixed on her, not once straying from her figure.
Before him stood a girl clad in flowing white garments, her long hair like silk, and her delicate face resembling jade—truly a breathtaking beauty.
The pure aura she exuded made her appear as if she were an ethereal being untouched by the mundane world.
She was stunningly beautiful!
At that moment, Leng Yixuan's gaze was utterly captivated.
What he saw with his eyes and held in his heart was nothing but the image of this innocent and beautiful girl before him.
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