Love is endless but not joyful: love returns to the lonely city, silent reincarnation

Two years later, I found myself in the west.

Spring comes early, and in March the green willow buds sprout, gently brushing the lake surface, and the ripples spread out in circles.

The market is bustling with people coming and going, and every store has a dazzling array of products, which dazzles everyone looking at it; the bargaining sounds of sellers and buyers are endless.

The sun shrouds this small mountain town, creating unwarranted warmth and permeating the land.

A man in a dark blue coat stood in front of a store and looked outside. The bustle of people coming and going came into his eyes. He habitually took out his cigarette case and smoked a cigarette.

The smoke blurred the stern outline, and the tall and tall body was lonely and cold, as if it couldn't blend into the excitement.

The store owner handed him the opened invoice and promised to deliver the goods tomorrow.

He held the cigarette butt in his mouth, put the invoice into his wallet, put the wallet into his pocket, and said goodbye to the store owner.

As he walked into the crowd, his phone vibrated in his pocket. He saw it was a call from the company. While listening to the call, he wanted to squeeze out of the crowd and find a quiet place to talk.

Finally, he reached the entrance of a deserted alley and listened to the people talking there. It seemed that there was something wrong at a certain construction site and he needed to go there.

After thinking for a moment, let them stabilize the situation and wait until he returns to Beijing.

Just as he was about to cut off the phone, a vague voice suddenly floated from the crowd, making his whole body freeze.

If there is only one day left, I will be braver for love;

Love one more day, love again; hug this world tightly.

Suddenly he looked back at the entire street, where the figures were flowing, and his deep eyes searched for the face he had been dreaming about among the unfamiliar faces, but it was not the one.

The familiar melody continued to play melodiously in the lively crowd.

If you can hear your heartbeat, you can understand my declaration of love

Please let me stay by your side; in you, in you, in your world

love'forever.

The tall and long shadow was struggling to move on the crowded path, with an anxious expression and eyes constantly searching everywhere...

The faint voice in his ears seemed to disappear, as if it was just an illusion of his.

Pushed to the side of the road by the crowd, he looked at the figure floating in front of him, his thin lips curling into a self-deprecating and bitter smile.

Could it be her?

Or it's just an illusion of my own.

Just as he was about to turn back, he accidentally bumped into something. When he reacted, he quickly grabbed the child who was almost knocked down by him.

"Are you okay?"

He looked like a seven or eight-year-old boy, wearing a black cotton coat, hat, sunglasses, dark trousers, and handsome boots. He looked cool.

The sunglasses covered his eyes but exposed Bai Xi's skin. The thin lips under the straight bridge of his nose pursed lightly, and his voice was calm, "It's okay."

Louis Yingwidow looked around, and no one seemed to notice the child, "Are you alone? Where are your parents?"

He raised his head to look at Louis, his sunglasses reflecting the light of the sun, "I don't like talking to people with my head raised."

Louis Yingwidow was startled. He didn't expect that such a young child would be such a stinker. He didn't look like a child at all.

He pinched his armpits with both hands, and gently lifted the boy out of the crowd, to a slightly empty place, squatted down, looked at the boy, and said in a gentle tone: "Are you separated from your parents? You need me.

Help?"

"No need!" The boy decisively rejected his kindness, paused and said, "I live here, and I know every shop owner here!"

Louis Indigo was amused by what he added, "Uncle does not abduct children."

"I know."

"Huh?" Louis Yingwidow had a look of doubt on his face.

The boy pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose with his finger and asked, "You live near here too? Why haven't I seen you?"

"I don't come to the market often." Louis Yingzhi replied patiently. Seeing this child, he couldn't help but think of Jian Yao. This child, like Jian Yao, is a brat.

"Then where do you live?" the boy asked probingly.

Louis Yingqi didn’t know why the boy was so stubborn in wanting to know where he lived. He was silent for a moment and pointed to the end of the street: “Twenty minutes’ walk along this street, there is a white house there where I live.

place.”

The boy turned around and wanted to see the end of the street, but there were too many people and he was not tall enough. He could only see countless back figures and remained silent for a long time.

Louis Yingwu smiled, "What, you want to kidnap uncle?"

He turned around and said in a low voice, "So the beautiful big house is yours..."

Louis Yingwidow frowned slightly. He didn't know why he felt that this child was strange, as if he knew him.

"May I have your name?"

"Sijun, I miss you, you are a gentleman." After Sijun answered simply, he then asked: "Will you invite me to visit your beautiful big house?"

Louis Ying took it as a child and didn't think much about it. He nodded: "Okay...but we have to wait. I will go somewhere else for a few days tomorrow."

"how long?"

Louis Indigo had an understanding of this child's intelligence and decisiveness, so nothing he said would be surprising.

"A week or so."

He was silent for a long time and nodded, "I will visit your home in a week."

Louis Yingzi smiled: "Yes, but remember to tell your parents, if they are worried about accompanying you, they can come with you."

Sijun nodded, and finally asked: "Is there anyone else in your family?"

"I'm the only one here, the others are abroad or far away." Louis Yingzhi couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch his cheek, "Your logic is very clear, your mind is so smart, your parents are policemen? I can

Take off your sunglasses?"

From the beginning, the child was wearing sunglasses, making it difficult for people to see his entire face.

"No!" Sijun's warm little hand took away his big palm.

"Why?"

"I don't want to." When he said this, Sijun's tone was cool.

"..."

The smile on Louis Ying's mouth grew thicker, and he was suddenly curious about what kind of parents this child was, who could teach a child to be so arrogant and arrogant.

but--

It seems very similar to when I was a child.

Very interesting!

"In a week, I will visit your big house. Goodbye." After Sijun finished speaking, he waved to him, indicating that he could leave.

"Goodbye." Louis Indigo stood up and put his hands in his pockets. "I hope you will come over in a week without wearing sunglasses and let me see what you look like."

As soon as he finished speaking, he passed by Sijun and walked into the crowd, his back gradually fading away.

Sijun stood there, looking at his back.

"Sijun." Qing Qian's voice sounded. Qianying walked to him and placed her finger on his hat. "You are running around again. What are you looking at?"

Her eyes followed Sijun, and she saw only the backs of people, nothing special.

Sijun came back to her senses, looked up at her, and said with a slight smile: "Mom, let's go home."

Lan Mufei nodded, and before leaving, he squatted down and took off his sunglasses. A pair of sapphire blue pupils shone brightly in the sun, "It's not summer yet, what kind of sunglasses should I wear?"

Sijun looked calm, took back his sunglasses and put them on again, saying only one word: "Cool."

Lan Mufei couldn't help but laugh. Sijun was very cute and loved to laugh when he was young. But for some reason, the older he gets, the more he looks like his father. He is arrogant and bratty, and he always pretends to be cool at a young age.

"Okay, handsome little cool brother, let's go home." She stretched out her hand in front of Sijun.

Sijun glanced at her, then at her palm, and finally put his hand on her palm. Lan Mufei held his hand and protected him by her side, squeezing through the surging crowd.

Take a leisurely stroll towards home.

One left, one right, farther and farther.

===================The dividing line for young master’s recommendation votes======================

Louis Indigo returned to Beijing to deal with the company's affairs, but the situation turned out to be more serious than he expected. He didn't even go to the hotel after getting off the plane, but went directly to the construction site to investigate the situation, and then returned to the company for an emergency meeting.

The next two days were also busy, meeting with the leaders of various departments, socializing, and trying to find ways to smooth things over so that the matter would not become a big deal and become more serious and out of control.

It took more than ten days to complete the matter, during which I also met with Lan Xiting.

In the past two years, he has been developing in China. The company was very large in the early stage. Lan Xiting wanted him to expand the company's scale, but he did not have such big ambitions.

For him, it is enough for the company to operate normally and make money every year to support himself and the company's employees.

If he cared about money, why would he leave everything to Jane and the others?
To be continued...