As soon as the speeding car stopped in front of the amusement park, Xiaokui jumped out of the car eagerly, "It's great! It's an amusement park!"
Ling Fei and Ye Qixuan also walked down and hurried over to hold her, "Be careful."
Xiaokui took Ye Qixuan's big hand, holding the Barbie doll in her arms, waiting for Ling Fei to buy a ticket, happily pointing to the amusement park picture, "I want to play that, that, and that."
Looking at her fondly, Ye Qixuan nodded, "Okay, let's play everything."
Ling Fei got the tickets she bought and said, "Let's go." Seeing Xiaokui's happy look, she couldn't help but smile.
Who would believe that not long ago, the tough parents who were carrying submachine guns and killing people in Brazilian prisons were now wearing cute witch hats and accompanying their daughters to play in an amusement park.
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After walking out of Towa's headquarters, Awahara Zemi got into her red sports car and drove towards the hospital.
Her cell phone rang.
"Hello?"
The other party's voice was a pleasant medium-low voice, "I am m."
Awara Zemi was startled, and then she said hello politely, "Hello, what do you want from me?"
m asked instead, "Are you going to the hospital now?"
Awahara Zemei raised her eyebrows in confusion, "Yes."
"I have something to see you. I'll wait for you at the coffee shop near the hospital." After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for her to answer.
"Weird," Awahara Zemei muttered. She didn't understand what M would do to her.
The car stopped in front of the coffee shop. Awahara Zemi opened the door, and the pleasant sound of wind chimes sounded above her head. She immediately saw the young man sitting by the window.
m is wearing a black casual suit. His slightly long black hair covers his thick eyebrows. It seems that those brown eyes are trying their best to hide something. His hand is placed on his chin. His skin is very delicate and his fingers are slender, like a pair of pianists.
hand.
Awara Zemei stood there and looked at him for a few seconds. It was strange that just looking at him like this, she felt a sense of familiarity. It was as if this picture had been deeply imprinted in her mind.
She pushed away this ridiculous idea and walked toward him with steady and graceful steps. Hearing her footsteps, M turned around and smiled, "You're here."
As if he was saying hello affectionately to an old friend, Awahara Zemei felt her heart beating wildly. This kind of throbbing was very strange. But there was still a calm smile on her face, "Hello."
After she sat down, the waiter came over.
Before she could speak, M smiled and said, "ino."
Awara Zemi was stunned for a moment, and her eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, "How do you know I like Ino?" Because Ino is too little girl, so even though she likes it, she rarely drinks it in front of outsiders. She only drinks some tea drinks.
.
m pursed his lips and smiled, his brown eyes swept over her, then looked out the window, "How has your heart been doing in the past few years?"
Awahara Zemei's pupils expanded sharply, and he stood up quickly. He didn't know when he was holding a pistol in his hand, and the cold black muzzle of the gun was pressed against his neck. "How do you know? Who are you?"
He gently pulled out her gun with his slender fingers and looked back, with an unpredictable darkness in his eyes, "I performed your surgery on you."
Awara Zemi stood there in a daze, forgetting to even take back the gun.
The waiter came over and when he saw this, he was so frightened that the tray in his hand was shaking. M looked back at her and gave her a reassuring smile, "Don't be afraid, toy gun, my girlfriend is playing with me." After saying that, he stretched out his hand.
He took the coffee from her hand and placed it in front of Awahara Zemi.
"Sit down and talk."
Awahara Zemi reacted instantly and smiled at the waiter, "Sorry, I scared you."
"Uh, nothing, nothing."
After the waiter left, her eyes fell on M, and after a long time she asked, "Did you really do my surgery?"
m stirred the coffee in his hand, "Ten years ago, I performed your heart transplant in California, USA. At that time, you must have been fifteen years old and suffered from hereditary heart disease."
Hearing him tell the exact time and place, Awahara Zemi couldn't help but not believe it. Just like what she likes is not scented tea, but ino, her heart transplant surgery is also a secret. The difference is that this is a secret that must not be revealed to others.
The secret that concerns her life.
The sexy and magnetic singing voice of the female blues singer flowed in the coffee house, and the two of them were silent for a while.
Awara Zemei raised her head, "There is a question that I have always wanted to know."
"What?" m looked at her calmly.
"My donor."
He chuckled and looked out the window again, "Why do you want to know this?"
Awahara Zemi thought for a moment, then slowly said, "I always have some very strange dreams. At first, I just thought it was due to lack of sleep. But this situation lasted for nearly a year. Later, I went to see
The psychiatrist, through hypnotherapy, I saw some things that I would never have experienced."
m listened quietly, running his slender fingers across the smooth tabletop, as if playing a beloved piano piece. The gentleness between his fingers was full of nostalgia.
Awahara Zemi put her hand on her chest, "I think that must have happened to her (him) before. Because it was so profound, even if her heart was given to me, that memory has always been imprinted here." This incident.
, she never mentioned it to anyone. Not even Yijiu and Ling Fei. In front of others, she was just the calm President Donghe.
She raised her eyes and looked at him again, "I think that when you came to me today, it was not just as simple as greeting my heart. No matter what, I still owe you a huge favor."
m tilted his head, and his slightly longer hair blocked one of his eyes. Through the hair, the complicated light kept looking at her.
"Since it is not your memory, just forget it. As long as you live well, that will be the greatest comfort to her. Don't do anything as dangerous as jailbreaking. She gave you this only chance. You
You must cherish it." After saying that, he chuckled, stood up and walked towards the door, "Go and see him, I'm leaving."
"Wait a minute," Awahara Zemi stopped him, frowning, "Are you going back to the United States?"
m had his back to her. His height of 180 and his black suit made his back look a little lonely. "Maybe." When he opened the door of the coffee house, there was another string of clear and sweet wind chimes.
Awahara Zemi's heart was beating wildly again. She lowered her head and covered it tightly with her hands. Why did her heart hurt when she saw his loneliness?
After taking a deep breath, she also walked out, got into the car, and drove towards the hospital.