Few people know that in the brightly lit New York City, under the Brooklyn Bridge, which crosses the East River with constant traffic, there is a small exquisite garden on the roadside.
Probably last night, the stars fell from the distance between the sea and the sky and merged into the winding seaside river. The caring garden owner picked them up one by one and decorated them on the dwarf trees in the garden.
In the evening, the lights here are dim, but due to the weather, tonight the bare branches of the garden trees are filled with something else besides stars - the dark blue sky of New York in the evening.
Lin Xian squatted beside the light yellow flowers, gently stroking the petals with her hands. The small lights in the flowers illuminated her face, and the dim lights everywhere in the garden drew her endless shadows on the ground.
, overlapped on the ground like petals blooming alone... There is nothing else here, only the sky, the city and the girl. No, it is the sky, the girl and the city. From the perspective of Lin Nian in front of the dining table in the garden, the girl squats
The place is between the sky and the city.
The ink-blue sky, the back of the beautiful girl in the middle, and the black city seem to have someone deliberately hiding the hidden beauty quietly between them, just like this garden that is also hidden in the noisy city.
"Have you rarely been out with her like this?" Elizabeth, wearing a black hollow cotton shawl, was lying on a white chair, her long white legs under a black evening dress lightly folded, and her thin black high heels hanging at the side of her feet.
He remained motionless, staring at the girl's back in the distance.
"Why do you ask?" Lin Nian looked away, lowered his head and continued to trim his nails with the throwing knife in his sleeve.
"Don't forget that your work resume is on file with the school board. Every school director is eager to know what you did every day and where you went. In the record, you always act alone. The person you have the most contact with is
The logistics department of the execution department.”
Lin Nian waved his hands and said nothing, as if he was not interested in this topic.
"Actually, many people have been secretly thinking about your motivation for moving forward." Elizabeth didn't look at him, her eyes reflected the brightly lit New York City across the river.
"My motivation?" The boy beside her tilted his head.
"For Angers, revenge is the driving force that keeps him getting up from bed every day; for Flamel, it is spirits and women; for Caesar Gattuso, it may be the glory of the family."
She folded her hands in her shawl to resist the sea breeze blowing from the East River, and her hair fluttered by her ears.
"I probably dare not say anything else, but as far as Caesar is concerned, you may have misunderstood something. His driving force must not be family glory. The alarm clock at six o'clock in the morning will only wake him up early because of exams or parties.
Come, and the alarm that belongs to the family's glory may have to be set until evening." Lin Nian said with a smile.
"Then just think that I misunderstood, but I don't want to correct this mistake. It is Frost Gattuso who should correct this mistake. I am more interested in your motivation to move forward than Caesar Gattuso.
"
The waiter at "The River Cafe" in the garden opened the glass door and walked into the garden. He walked through the stars and flowers with a tray in his hand and placed two cups of hot drinks on the table. Elizabeth took one of them.
A cup of sugar-free black coffee and another cup of cappuccino were placed in front of Lin Nian.
"There is always something driving you to work for the secret party, life-or-death missions, dangerous dragons, cruel deadpools, no one is willing to charge for the so-called 'mission' and 'glory', after all, 'mission' and 'glory'
This kind of thing can be interpreted as him doing it for 'dignity' and 'fame'." Elizabeth took a sip of black coffee and felt the bitter taste blooming on the tip of her tongue, "Then why did you stay in the Secret Party?
The 'dignity' gained after being 'S'-class? Or the 'fame' admired by the crowd? Of course, it could also be 'wealth' or 'power'. Your past has made it easy for you to desire these two things."
"I remember someone asked me something similar before, but I don't quite remember who asked it." Lin Nian stirred the latte art on the cappuccino into a whirlpool, "I don't know the value of this question itself.
When making an evaluation, I just want to ask the school directors, isn’t it enough that I am just a ‘knife’ in their hands, cutting wherever they point me, and hitting whoever the college asks me to hit?”
"Enough but not enough."
"It's both good and bad, right?" Lin Nian took a sip of something and smiled.
"Without the interests of the school board or secret party positions, I am just curious about what drives people like you to get out of bed every day," Elizabeth said.
"I'm a very simple person." Lin Nian turned to look at the yachts passing slowly on the East Lake in the distance, "It's really very simple. There are no twists and turns and bitterness. I go to work every day and the execution department checks in.
, I will kill whoever you want me to kill, and when the Dragon King comes, I will kill the Dragon King...and then just keep living like this."
"...a peaceful and unchanging life?"
"It's a stable and unchanging life." Lin Nian corrected casually, "This was my dream a year ago, but now my dream has come true. She doesn't have to get up early and run out every day, but has time to sit in the library.
She can study what she likes and buy whatever she wants without having to turn her head to look at me and pretend to chat with me every time she passes by. I can feel that she is very happy in this college.
...easier than ever before, which is what I've always dreamed of."
"I am a person with no ambitions. To use the words from my hometown, I am worthless." Lin Nian tilted his head and looked at Elizabeth, "I am the loser who is content with the status quo and does not seek to make progress. I am very afraid of trouble.
So I'm usually quite ruthless in missions. People who don't know me say I'm a killer, but people who know me know that I just want to get off work early and go back to the academy to play games... I have to leave those bad guys a way to survive.
There are some beeps and beeps in my ears. If I just lift the knife and drop it, click it, and the head falls to the ground, I can go home directly, and the people from the logistics department will naturally handle the rest."
"A very unique self-analysis." After listening to Lin Nian's words, Elizabeth nodded and commented after thinking about it.
"I'm not a savior character in Japanese comics, or a first-rate novel character like Long Aotian. Do you think I've ever taken the initiative to run for Lao Shizi's 'power' and 'saviour'?" Lin Nian sat on a chair and hugged him.
Holding a cup of coffee to keep warm, "I'm just a college student with no ambitions and ideals who wants to find a place with my sister to have enough food and clothing, eat and die, and please don't put so many halos on me in the future."
"Sure enough, every 'S' class has its own differences." Elizabeth said lightly.
"If you want to call me something different, I don't have much to say."
"If someone else has your bloodline, they will probably become a 'savior' type of role that the mainstream demands. Then the school board can use their sense of justice to oppress them and make them do things that they may not even realize.
It's the wrong thing to do to benefit our school board." Elizabeth said, "But people like you are the most troublesome... People like you are very selfish and live for yourself, so you can live freely.
I'm very happy. If we want to criticize your selfishness, facts often prove that when encountering a disaster that requires your sacrifice, you people will rush forward without hesitation."
Lin Nian smiled and did not comment.
"But that's okay. After getting to know you better, I feel that people like you are very able to understand their own position in the face of disputes over interests and the manipulation of power, and will not lose themselves because of those factors.
As a partner, you are indeed very qualified and reassuring." Elizabeth nodded, "Of course, this is all based on the fact that everything you say is not lying."
"What about my partner? Where are you, Miss Elizabeth Laurent?" Lin Nian made a fist with his right hand and gently pressed it against the side of his face. He extended his thumb to touch his chin and asked the girl next to him who could rival the bustling beauty of New York at night.
, "As a school director, what motivates you to get out of bed every day...Is it for the honor of your family?"
Elizabeth glanced at him and spoke in French, speaking at a faster than normal speed. Lin Nian did not understand what she meant, and could only hear a beautiful and convoluted language floating away in the sea breeze.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"Fuck the family honor." Elizabeth moved the hair that touched her dark red lips to her ears and said while looking at the sea breeze blowing on the East River.
It is indeed a beautiful language, Lin Nian thought after taking a sip of cappuccino. After he put down the cup, he joked casually: "What, don't you want to be the leader of the syndicate group? You know that the wealth flowing between your fingers every day is
Enough to buy half of New York City right in front of us."
The Gattuso family is considered the largest plutocrat in the Colonel's board of directors, while the Laurent family has wealth that does not belong to the Gattuso family. The girl sitting next to him now is worth a lot. It is not an exaggeration to say that she can stand among the entire family.
Top three in Europe.
"What, you want my property?" Elizabeth turned her head and looked at Lin Nian.
"I want it, why don't I want it?" Lin Nian answered naturally.
"That's good." Elizabeth nodded, put her right hand on the table, and slowly handed it to Lin Nian's hand. The back of her white and knuckled hand was like a work of art carved from white jade, shining as if under the light of the garden.
You can clearly see the dark red blood flowing in the veins inside.
"Marry me." she said.
Under Lin Nian's gaze, she still looked at Dong He, "As long as you agree to 'yes', we can get the ring tonight. The wedding will be held at a manor in France tomorrow. I will invite a small number of people, and you can also
Invite your relatives and friends, hold the wedding ceremony at noon until evening, and then we go to bed. According to the customs of both parties, I will change my name to Mrs. Lin the day after tomorrow."
"Then I will take over all your property and become the new head of the Laurent family?" Lin Nian asked.
"If you wish now," said Elizabeth.
Then she found that the boy beside her was silent. From the dining table under the tree in the garden, she could only hear the constant honking of cars on the Brooklyn Bridge. After a long pause, she turned to look at him. The emotion in his eyes was somewhat intriguing, "What are you thinking?"
What? Are you really considering it seriously?"
"Yeah, I'm wondering if it would be a miracle if I really hold your hand and promise you now." Lin Nian said casually.
"I will not go back on my word." After hearing this, Elizabeth actually chuckled, and the whole garden became a little brighter because of her natural smile, "Only if you have the courage to marry me."
"Have the courage to marry you and everything behind you." Lin Nian looked at her profile with a smile. The black dress always reminded people of roses blooming in the same color, with layers of thorns and petals wrapping the soft roses inside.
Stamen.
"Isn't it true that marrying a woman means marrying her for the rest of her life?" Elizabeth gently twirled her hair and looked at Lin Nian, "If you only want to marry me, it would be too whimsical, right?"
"I think so." Lin Nian smiled, "I don't think I have the charm to take you away from that big family alone."
Elizabeth looked at Lin Nian carefully, took back her hands on the table and put them in front of her knees, and chuckled, "It was almost, it was really only a little bit..."
Lin Nian didn't say anything, waved his hands and smiled. The two of them just laughed while looking at the yachts roaming by on the East River, each with its own meaning and sweetness and bitterness.