Su Qingge spread out the palm of her hand that she had been holding tightly. It was a crumpled and yellowed piece of paper. She handed it to Yan Jue, "This is what she wrote for you."
Yan Jue's tall and straight figure was dragged out of a long shadow by the setting sun. At this moment, his heart seemed to revive.
It has been so many years since I learned that Jin Se is still alive again, and I feel hard to express my feelings.
In the drunken afternoon, Yan Jue's face was reflected in front of the transparent glass floor-to-ceiling window, and the soft sunlight fell on the yellowed old piece of paper.
Sir, come and take me away!
Su Qingge narrated the origin of this piece of paper, "I got her current address from the detective. I wandered near her residence more than once, and Jinse ran out of it once. She has always held this piece of paper in her hand."
In the airport hall, Chen Jia and Rong Qi followed Yan Jue. They didn't need to be surprised by Song Mo and others. They looked at the man walking in front of them, his steps were steady and quick, and they knew that Yan Jue was really back.
"Young Master!" Su Qingge stopped him before leaving.
Yan Jue glanced back at her.
Su Qingge said, "We must bring Jinse back."
Yan Jue nodded indifferently.
On the plane flying to Los Angeles, the United States, at an altitude of 30,000 feet, the old yellowed piece of paper was taken away by Yan Jue, who was holding it tightly in his hand.
Su Qingge looked at the taking off plane, feeling melancholy in her heart.
Murong Feng stopped his wife from behind and said softly, "Let's go, he will definitely bring Jin Se back."
"Feng, thank you!" Su Qingge leaned in her husband's arms, feeling that life was very complete.
Murong Feng looked at his wife affectionately, "I promised to help you find your relative, and now I have finally found her. She will be fine."
No one expected that Su Jinse would be her cousin. Su Qingge recalled that afternoon in Chunhua Garden many years ago, sitting next to her and chatting with her. Lin Rong turned out to be the gentle and beautiful aunt who hugged her when she was a child. They He is her only relative in this world.
Su Qingge looked at the man by his side with satisfaction. No matter how difficult and bumpy the road ahead was, as long as he was by his side, it would be a sunny day with you.
United States, California.
The sun is just right.
Under the wisteria trellis on the balcony, Jinse curled up on a wicker chair and fell asleep, her fair face looking peaceful.
A thin figure came over and knelt down in front of her. He held a pair of slippers in his small hands and put them on Jinse. He sat quietly on a stool not far from the wicker chair and read a book.
A pair of slender hands suddenly appeared above his head. She looked up and the man shushed her, sitting down opposite him. A laptop was placed on the desktop. The man's nimble fingers were jumping on the keyboard, handling everything in the company. Things, the afternoon passed quietly. A servant quietly came in and brought two cups of afternoon tea, placed them on the coffee table, and left quietly. The scene on the balcony seemed to be frozen, not wanting to disturb it.
Jinse, who was sleeping on the wicker chair, opened his eyes at some point. After taking a look, he closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
Time passes quietly.,
In the afternoon, Ouyang Ye was called away by a phone call. The company had difficult matters that needed her to deal with. Tongtong was told to take good care of her mother. She nodded obediently and stayed by Jinse's side.
After reading a book for noon, she was already very tired. She took out a small doll that she carried with her. It was given to her by her uncle. Before she left, her uncle promised to visit her, but she didn't know when he would come. .
At this time the housekeeper came in and called her, "Miss."
Tongtong looked over.
After returning home, I found that all the servants in the house had changed. The previous housekeeper was also fired by his father. Now he is the new housekeeper who respects Tongtong very much.
The housekeeper said, "There is a man calling himself your uncle outside. Do you want to let him in?"
Tongtong's dark eyes were shining, "There."
"Outside the door."
Ouyang Ye had issued an order not to allow strangers to visit. The housekeeper did not dare to make the decision without permission, so he had to come over and ask Tongtong for instructions.
After hearing this, Tongtong dropped the book and ran downstairs.
Across the door, Yan Jue's heart was already changing. His heart was tense, as if there was a huge stone pressing on his heart, and he could hardly breathe.
Finally, he was going to see Jinse. She was inside this door. When he came to the United States, he did not rush in here first and take her away. Instead, he chose to calm down. After planning and planning, everything went according to his plan. There was a sound of brisk footsteps.
Yan Jue raised his plan, and a fiery red figure rushed over to save his leg, "Uncle."
The fire in his heart was instantly extinguished, and his heart was twisted like a knife. He never thought that the girl in Puhai who made him treat him differently would be the child that Jinse had in his belly back then.
Yes, he looks so similar to her, and even his temperament is very similar to hers, so why can't he be the same.
With a happy look on her face, the girl took his hand and walked in, speaking in a brisk voice, "Uncle, are you here specifically to see me? Why didn't you come to see me off the day I got on the plane?"
"Tongtong, where is your mother?" Yan Jue asked.
There was no emotion in his voice, and his thin lips were pursed tightly.
"There, I'll take you there." Tongtong said.
With a cheerful pace, she took Yan Jue's big hand and went upstairs, completely unaware that Yan Jue's steps were getting slower and slower.
Jinse was curled up in a wicker chair, with her back to the door. She was wearing a white nightgown, her long dark hair spread over her thin shoulders, and her figure was dragged out into a dark shadow by the setting sun.
They were less than five meters apart, and they had missed each other for five years just for this one look.
Her thin body was shrouded in the transparent sunset, and the balcony was empty. When she heard a sound, she opened her eyes. Yan Jue's heart seemed to be torn to pieces. At this moment, all the evil gloom came out, and the long-suppressed emotions burst out. The soul is expelled from space and purified.
In just a few steps, Yan Jue walked for nearly a minute.
The atmosphere was stagnant, Yan Jue did not speak, and the air was quiet.
The sunset was like fire, emitting the last trace of residual heat in the yellowing sky, like blood in the heart. Yan Jue heard his own heartbeat, weak and slow, like an old man in his twilight years.
Jinse's face was clean, her eyebrows and eyes were still so pretty, and she was so beautiful. But now, she was sitting there blankly, her bare face, her complexion looked pale and a little sickly because she had not seen the sun for many years.
"Jinse."
Yan Jue didn't know how much effort he expended before he could make this sound.
His Jinse is very smart, and he is unique when he smiles, is angry or angry, but he doesn't look like this. The way she looks makes Yan Jue feel that he has lived a really good life in the past five years.
Hearing his voice, Jinse looked at Yan Jue with calm eyes, quiet and peaceful, and the words she had practiced silently so many times came out without any joy or sadness.
"Jue, you are here."
Yan Jue's chest tightened.
When he came, Yan Jue thought about the reunion between him and Jin Se. She would rush over to hug him and ask him why he came now, or she would get angry and drive him away and not want to see him. In that case, he would feel better. It won't be like now, suffocating and nowhere to vent.
Before meeting Jin Se, Yan Jue never knew that he could trust someone like this. In the past five years, he has watched flowers bloom and fall by himself, but he still cannot be alone.
Yan Jue stepped forward and pulled her into his arms, only to realize that she was really thin and her body was full of bones. "I'm here, Jinse, and I'll take you away."
Yan Jue always kept that yellowed old piece of paper in his pocket. It recorded Jinse's hopes. In the past few years, he didn't know how she had been looking forward to one day that he would suddenly appear and take her away.
But he never came. Perhaps it was during the days when he didn't come that she was worried that one day she would go crazy.
Jinse leaned quietly on Yan Jue's shoulder, "That's great. You finally came to take me away. This is not a dream."
"It's not a dream."
"very nice."
She leaned on him and stopped talking.
Yan Jue didn't know how long it took before he calmed down. He picked up Jinse and said in a gentle voice, "Let's go home."
Yan Jue's cold eyes glanced at the layout of the entire room. There were photos of their family of three hanging on the wall, which stung his eyes deeply. He stepped forward to remove the photos and still stepped on them on the ground. Under the trembling eyes of the servants,
He got off the stairs and carried Jinse all the way downstairs unimpeded.
"Uncle, where are you taking my mother?"
Tongtong's figure stood in front of Yan Jue, with a hesitant face.
Yan Jue's eyes couldn't help but warm up a bit when they touched Tongtong. This is Jinse's child, "Tongtong, uncle wants to take your mother back to China, do you want to go back with him?"
Tongtong thought for a while and said, "But daddy hasn't come back yet!"
The air around Yan Jue suddenly condensed. Jinse's child was calling someone else's father, and his chest felt like a hammer, "I will tell him."
Tongtong looked at Jinse and hesitated, "Okay then."
Her father said that she should stay by her mother's side, so she could be considered staying by her mother's side.
"Well, let's go." Yan Jue said calmly.
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Airport, terminal.
Yan Jue's stern face was icy cold and full of cold light, and his deep facial features attracted passers-by to look back frequently.
Chen Jia and Rong Qi came back with people one after another. They were panting as they walked back and forth, "No one was found."
Yan Jue's eyes became even colder.
Just ten minutes before boarding the plane, Jinse suddenly had to go to the toilet. No one followed her. She didn't come back for a long time. The person who sent her found that she had already gone to the toilet.
Jinse disappeared.
Tongtong pulled Yan Jue's hand in confusion, "Uncle, where is my mother?"
She seemed to have heard that her mother was missing.
Yan Jue glanced down at her, pursed his thin lips and did not answer.
"You...are you Yan Jue?"
Yan Jue took a look and saw that it was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. He was looking at him carefully. He took a piece of paper in his hand and handed it over tremblingly, "Someone asked me to give this to you."
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The young man handed over the note, then turned and left.
Yan Jue opened the note and paused with his hand. It was written in Jinse's handwriting, and there was a sentence written on it: Yan Jue, I'm leaving, don't come to see me.
With a muffled "bang" sound, Yan Jue punched the alarm behind him, causing chaos on the scene.
"Young Master!" Chen Jia's expression changed.
He was very curious as to what was written on that note that could make Yan Jue become like this.
Tongtong was a little scared. She stood there in a daze, not knowing what was going on.
Yan Jue suddenly turned around, suppressed all emotions, and said to Chen Jiada, "Take Tongtong back to China first."
Chen Jia nodded, stepped forward and took Tongtong in hand, and they entered the ticket gate together.
Yan Jue was silent for a few seconds, and after a while, he looked blankly into the distance.
Jinse, are you trying to hide?
There was a constant flow of people in the waiting hall. In an inconspicuous place, a thin figure hid himself under a large windbreaker, taking in everything that happened in front of him, with an indescribable look on his face.
Feeling sad, when he noticed that Yan Jue was looking this way, he subconsciously covered himself with the brim of his hat and quietly left with the flow of people.
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