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Chapter 37: Vivians Past

  Chapter 37: Vivian's Past

  "Vivian, isn't this place beautiful!" Lin Yuchen ran over from the lavender field, with a bright smile on her face.

  "Ah, this is the most beautiful place in my memory." Her eyes began to get a little blurry, as there were too many memories of theirs engraved here.

  "Really?"

  "Mm." She smiled and nodded at her.

  "How did you find this place?" She bent down to sniff the fragrance of the lavender flowers at close range. A happy smile, spread across her radiant face.

  "This place is where Yan brought me." She smiled faintly as she recalled her childhood memories.

  "Senior?"

  "Mm. Want to hear?" She sat on a patch of grass, looking up at her with the dazzling sunlight behind her casting a shadow over Lin Yu Chen's sorrowful face, but she still thought her smile was dazzling.

  "Alright!" Hearing her say so, Lin Yuchen quickly ran over.

  I remember that year I was only ten years old, Yan was three years older than me, we lived not far from each other, his parents would occasionally bring him to my house for a visit.

  Because I'm the only daughter of my parents, they spoiled me to the extreme. At that time, I was very willful and wild, and also very proud. I had no friends, and Yan was my only playmate.

  He is very gentle, taking care of me like an elder brother, playing with me. Whatever good things there are, he will give them to me first. No matter how arrogant or overbearing I am, he always smiles and coaxes me, talking reason into me.

  Later, I got to know Lv and Xiao Xiao. From then on, the four of us were like children without parents, relying on each other for survival." As she recalled her childhood memories, she faintly felt a pang in her heart.

  "Dependent on each other for life?" She thought about why she used this phrase, and when it suddenly dawned on her, her face was filled with envy. Friends who could depend on each other for life must have a profound and deep-seated friendship that had become part of their very being!

  "Uh, we four people really get along well, really!" She emphasized intentionally.

  "I know." No, she couldn't imagine how deep and beautiful the friendships of those years were, but from her focused eyes, she could tell that those times must have been unparalleled.

  "I remember when I was in first year of junior high, I had a fight with the teacher and ran out of the classroom recklessly. Yan found me under the big tree and brought me here. The lavender wasn't as lush as it is now, but there was a large patch of it, and it looked really beautiful."

  Lin Yu Chen looked at her faint smile, imagining the wonderful times they spent together. Her childhood was just a lonely one, which made her especially envy the beautiful emotions between the four of them.

  "Vivian, you can actually dance, right?" She looked at Xiaowei with a serious face. She said this because many times she saw Xiaowei watching her practice dancing in a daze. Such focused eyes were just like hers.

  However, she had never seen her dance once. As the Minister of Entertainment, she didn't believe that she couldn't do anything.

  "Why ask this?" She looked at the person beside her in surprise as soon as she asked.

  "Your eyes have already told me the answer." This sentence made Xiaowei laugh out loud, she was very happy that someone understood her.

  At the same time, she was also shocked to look at Lin Yu Chen. Her delicate thoughts also made her feel afraid, fearing that the goodness she had been hiding would be uncovered one by one.

  "Xiao Yu, you're so clever!" She smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth and turned back to continue: "However, sometimes people who are too clever can get hurt."

  "Vivian, I'm not smart. I just spend a little more time with friends than others." She was telling the truth.

  "You're a friend worth getting to know better, I'm so glad I met you!" She leaned her head over and rested it on her shoulder.

  Happiness slowly blossomed at the corner of her mouth.

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