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Hearing this, Zhang Han froze in place.

"Don't, stop joking." Zhang Han lowered his head, his heart beating fast.

"Don't make such jokes in the future, it's not funny at all." Zhang Han added in a difficult tone.

I like Song Yang, but Song Yang may not really like me, I am serious, so what if Song Yang just wants to have fun?

If he was destined to be disappointed in the end, he would rather not give himself hope at all from the beginning.

People are separated from each other, and Zhang Han's painful childhood experience has invisibly affected his interactions with others. He can have shallow friendships with others, but if he has deep friendships or even loves each other, he will always subconsciously try to figure out whether the other party is sincere.

After all, even his dearest father could abandon him with his own hands, it was hard for him to trust others casually.

Being rejected, Song Yang was neither disappointed nor annoyed. He sat next to Zhang Han, took the grilled fish from his hand, and started grilling it.

Zhang Han moved slightly, and sat a little far away from Song Yang.

Song Yang turned a blind eye.

After a while, the fish was grilled. Although there was no other seasoning, it still exuded an attractive fragrance. This fragrance is very unique, and it comes from the most natural and delicious taste.

Song Yang handed the two grilled fish to Zhang Han, and silently roasted sweet potatoes and chestnuts.

Zhang Han was embarrassed to pick up Song Yang's fish, blushing and stammering, "You, you eat, I'll roast the sweet potatoes."

Song Yang smiled gently at Zhang Han, "Why, I just made a joke, will this alienate me?"

Song Yang knew that what he said just now was too impatient, so he first followed Zhang Han's words and regarded what he just said as a joke rather than a confession. He understood that the relationship between two people needs a gradual process. After all, Zhang Han Han is actually slowly accepting himself, isn't he?

Song Yang's smile was very warm, and this smile seemed to have an invisible magic power. Zhang Han felt extremely warm when he saw it.

"No, no, you are so good, how could I alienate you?" Zhang Han denied it, and quickly stuffed fish into his mouth to win Song Yang's trust.

It's really delicious, Zhang Han hasn't eaten for a long time, and the gluttons in his stomach can't wait long ago. When encountering such delicious food, the little Jiujiu in Zhang Han's heart just now was defeated by the delicious food.

The corners of Song Yang's mouth curled up slightly. Fortunately, his Zhang Han is extremely easy to coax. A meal of delicious food can make him let go of his troubles.

Song Yang's skills are superb, the sweet potatoes are roasted so that they are charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the refreshing sweet aroma instantly fills the air around Zhang Han.

Song Yang handed the baked sweet potato to Zhang Han, "Be careful of burning your hands", Song Yang reminded thoughtfully.

"Yeah." The little greedy Zhang Han nodded quickly, he took over the big roasted sweet potato, and only then did he feel that something was wrong, "you eat" he wanted to return the sweet potato to Song Yang.

"Why are you being polite to me, I don't like sweet potatoes at all." Song Yang said while taking the untouched grilled fish from Zhang Han.

"Really? Don't lie to me."

Song Yang flicked the melon on Zhang Han's little head, "Of course it's true, if I want to eat it, why did I only bring back a sweet potato?"

Zhang Han, who didn't have much experience in civilian life, believed his nonsense, stopped being suspicious, and gnawed on the roasted sweet potato.

After eating the steaming roasted sweet potatoes, the fragrance lingered on his lips and teeth, almost delighting every nerve in Zhang Han.

"Is it delicious?" Song Yang asked.

"It's delicious, it's so delicious!" Zhang Han gave Song Yang a thumbs up, without raising his head, and said with a mouth full of sweet potato scum.

As long as you like it, Zhang Han said it was delicious, and Song Yang felt sweeter than eating honey after hearing it.

Song Yang roasted the chestnuts again and handed them all to Zhang Han.

Zhang Han has eaten a lot. According to the dietary standards of celebrities, he should not eat anymore. However, the food made by Song Yang is really delicious. The little greedy Zhang Han looked at the carbon in hand Roasting chestnuts, indecisive, doing the final ideological struggle.

"I, am I eating too much? If I eat so much, I will gain weight?" Zhang Han couldn't make up his mind, and looked at Song Yang as if asking for help.

"How could it be? You are growing up, so you should eat more. Don't worry, you are so thin, you won't gain weight."

After Song Yang said that, he would definitely not gain weight. Under the temptation of delicious food, Zhang Han had selective dementia, believed Song Yang's nonsense again, and peeled chestnuts again.

In fact, what Song Yang thought was, it's good to eat fat, it's better to eat a little fat, no one wants you, I want you, you have to stay by my side, and you can't leave for the rest of your life.

Ten minutes later, facing the chestnut shells, sweet potato skins and fish bones all over the floor, Zhang Han felt his round belly and burped contentedly.

Looking at Ge You's paralyzed Zhang Han, Song Yang inexplicably felt a sense of accomplishment that his son was finally fattening up.

Zhang Han had almost rested, Song Yang pulled Zhang Han up and said, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Zhang Han asked.

"Go to a high place, my family's helicopter is coming, let's go to a high place so that they can find us." Song Yang held Zhang Han's hand, looked around the mountains, and said.

Suddenly, Song Yang was taken aback, the mountains in front of him were clearly, clearly...

It is the same as the mountains in my hometown!

It's exactly the same!

Song Yang's doubts were solved almost instantly. Why did he feel familiar from the first moment he fell to the ground last night? "I found a cave where I could hide from the rain; why did I drag Zhang Han out to find food today? By accident, he just happened to find this big lake...

It turned out to be the case, Song Yang suddenly realized.

The terrain here is the same as my hometown surrounded by mountains, but without the villages and people in my hometown, it has become a completely natural state without human intervention.

He hasn't been back to his hometown for too many years, and has changed to a completely different world, so he can't easily think why he is so familiar with this place. Time went back to that time 12 years ago, and I remembered it.

The author and the system he has been complaining about have almost completely copied his hometown, the place where he and Zhang Han met.

For the first time, Song Yang wanted to thank the author who wrote him in the book so strongly.

"So, where are you going?" Zhang Han went in without knowing.

Song Yang thought everything through, he held Zhang Han's hand tightly, and only said, "Come with me."

Since Zhang Han has forgotten who he was 12 years ago, and who they were 12 years ago, if he revisits his old place, will Zhang Han think of himself like he thinks of his hometown?

Song Yang looked around, as if he was looking for something. Fortunately, the mountain he climbed with Zhang Han was still there.

Song Yang pulled Zhang Han, stepped on the snow, and walked like flying, with firm and powerful steps.

Zhang Han panted in the back, and asked again, "Go—where?"

Song Yang pulled Zhang Han's hand so that Zhang Han could save some energy.

Song Yang didn't answer him, but just whispered: "Follow me."

Song Yang's tone was calm, but his heart was pounding almost out of his throat.

It is possible to go back, he and Zhang Han still have a chance to go back.

Back then, I forgot to tell Zhang Han my name, which caused Zhang Han to forget himself. This incident has always been a great regret. For 12 years, it has been deeply buried in Song Yang's heart and immersed in his blood. .

Now, this regret may have a chance to be untied.

How could he not be excited!

Let him take Zhang Han back to the place he used to be, and say those words that he has never been able to say:

"Hi, my name is Song Yang, it's really nice to meet you." ——Young Song Yang.

"Zhang Han, I'm serious about you, not just for fun. In the past 12 years, there hasn't been a moment when I haven't missed you." ——Adult Song Yang.

"I like you."

"I love you."

"From the first moment I saw you."

"12 years..."

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