Rebirth of the rich and powerful

The sound of the rumbling train seemed to be still rumbling in his ears. Jiang Yun got off the train, but still felt his feet shaking slightly.

He left all his luggage in Yanmo's manor. He only had his wallet and mobile phone with him. He first rented a car and went back to Milan. Then he bought a ticket at Milan's Central Railway Station. After taking the train for seven or eight hours, he arrived. The world's most famous fashion capital, romantic capital, Paris.

In his previous life, Jiang Yun had been to Paris many times, and finally died here, but he still liked this messy city very much.

The train that arrived early in the morning put down a group of passengers who were still a little dizzy. Besides, this elegant and delicate old-fashioned station with a history of more than 100 years looked unusually quiet. Paris didn't even fully wake up at six or seven o'clock. Even the staff at the station were a little slack in their actions.

Jiang Yun also looked listless, more tired than other passers-by who had been running all night.

He didn't sleep all night last night, so he lay on the small bed on the train and watched the scenery outside the window all night.

The dark night and the swaying carriage were the most lulling people to sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway. The villain dancing wildly in his head was crying and crying, and at the same time, he disliked himself for being too unfulfilling.

His escape seemed childish and impulsive, but if he really faced Yanmo, he wouldn't be able to say anything to refuse.

Jiang Yun sighed wearily, at this moment, his cell phone rang again.

It was still Yanmo who called, and he had already made 31 calls this night.

Jiang Yun hung up the phone just like before.

He... dare not answer.

After receiving it, what should I say?Say that you are too cowardly, that you have no confidence in feelings?

As long as there is no coaxing, it is probably easy to throw away the helmet and armor, right?

He didn't know what happened in his previous life, and he didn't want to say it.

So what if you say something that has passed before it happened?

Even if you don't treat him as a lunatic at the end of the sentence, I'm afraid you can't understand his fear and anxiety.

Jiang Yun is different from Yan Mo, he came from suffering, and he has to grasp everything by himself so that he will not lose it, but his feelings are different, he can't grasp everything by himself.

What's the end?Since he was a child, he came from a good family background and was a smart person, so why didn't he put it in front of him and let him choose?He picked Jiang Yun at this time, but next time, will he pick someone else?

It's not that Jiang Yun has no confidence in Yan Mo, he has no confidence in himself. Even now, he is good enough and rich enough, standing in front of Yan Mo, he still feels ashamed.

This person is too good, he is not worthy, what is even more frightening is how long can such an excellent person like himself?

It is better to be a friend forever than to be a passer-by.

Jiang Yun was thinking in his heart that what Yan Mo said recently was probably just a whim. After avoiding this period of time, and when Yan Mo's enthusiasm receded, their relationship could fall back to a suitable line. They are still partners and jointly own two companies. Even if they can't be together often in the future, they can still meet at least once or twice a year. For Jiang Yun, such a relationship is enough.

He clutched his empty heart and said to himself: that's enough.

Jiang Yun followed the crowd out of the aisle in a daze, and passed the exit.

Where are we going to wait?He was thinking in his heart that it was still too early, and it was not easy to disturb Juyi, so he might as well find a small cafe to settle down, wait until nine o'clock, and then contact there...

"Jiang Yun!" A loud roar came from the side of Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun's movements froze for two seconds.

Is it hallucination?He thought, he didn't sleep last night, his ears were buzzing all the time, and he was always prone to hallucinations when he heard foreign languages ​​in his ears.

"Jiang Yun, come here!" Another voice shouted.

Jiang Yun's neck turned a little bit, with his own stiff body...

Is it really... the end of the sentence?

That person who should still be thousands of miles away, in a foreign country, suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Yun.

Yan Mo has never liked to wear formal clothes, but he has always taken care of himself very delicately. At first glance, he looks like a leisurely rich man. Unlike now, his hair is messy and his clothes are wrinkled. A down and out tramp.

His eyes were flushed, and he looked like he hadn't slept all night, but his steps were fast and big, his face was full of anger, and then he rubbed the escaped brat into his arms.

After the person who had disappeared for a day finally came back into his arms, Yanmo finally let out a sigh of relief.

There is definitely some anger, but at the end of the night, the most worrying thing this night is that Jiang Yun will have an accident and encounter difficulties that cannot be solved. Just like those pictures in his mind...

Yan Mo couldn't take it just thinking about it, and Jiang Yun refused to answer the phone, every time the phone was cut off immediately, he could still comfort himself, that person was fine, and would hang up on him, but he didn't dare to say too much Calling, fearing that Jiang Yun's cell phone would run out of battery, he could only hold the seconds and dial back every once in a while, hoping that Jiang Yun would be merciful and answer the call.But sometimes, when the phone rang for a few seconds longer, and the phone was neither hung up nor connected, he began to worry about something wrong.

In short, it was such a torment.

Now, seeing Jiang Yun standing there properly, Yan Mo could only hug this person more tightly and never let go.

Jiang Yun froze there, motionless.

His mind was buzzing, and he couldn't say a word, only the sound of blood rushing wildly in his body, and the sound of his heart beating at the end of his words.

Yan Mo's heartbeat was strong and powerful, just like him, full of presence.

"You...why are you here?" After a long time, Jiang Yun asked dryly.

"I found your exit record." Yan Mo said.He found Jiang Yun's train information last night, flew over overnight, and waited at the train station for almost four hours.

Fortunately, we waited for him.

Yan Mo pressed Jiang Yun's head tightly against his chest with one hand, and pinched his waist with the other. The two of them were tightly pressed together, as if they were one person.

After a long time, Yan Mo let go of his hand slightly: "Don't leave in such a silent way again, I'm very worried."

"If there is anything wrong with me, just tell me and I will correct it," he looked into Jiang Yun's eyes seriously, "If you think I am too eager, you can temporarily refuse, I will slowly Adjust until you accept me."

"Anyway, for the rest of my life, I won't let go." Yan Mo said to him word by word.

"Forever?" Jiang Yun's face was very blank.

"Yes, forever." Yan Mo's face was unshaven, looking fierce and serious, it didn't look like he was talking about love anyway.

"Let's not discuss this right now," he saw that Jiang Yun was about to speak, but interrupted hastily, "You just got off the train, haven't you eaten yet?"

Jiang Yun nodded.

"Let's find a cafe first, sit down and talk slowly." Yan Mo tightly held Jiang Yun's hand and led him forward.

In the early morning, Paris seems to have not woken up from the intoxicated nightlife last night. Even the sun can't bear to wake up this sleeping beautiful woman. It only casts a thin layer of light secretly. There are very few pedestrians on the street, but there are many pigeons. And not afraid of people at all, wandering around leisurely.

The two walked on the streets of Paris, as if time had slowed down.

The two walked for a while without saying a word, and finally found a small cafe that also serves breakfast. The owner is a fat man with a beard, who looks cheerful.

Jiang Yun ordered a coffee croissant set, and at the end of the sentence, he only ordered a cup of coffee, and the two sat in the morning light and began to look at each other.

Jiang Yun was overwhelmed with embarrassment, at the end of the sentence he just stared at him with sullen brows, neither of them spoke.

Finally, breakfast was served, easing the tense silence.

The mellow buttery sweetness and the slightly bitter coffee aroma make people relax a little when they smell it. Jiang Yun lowered his head and took a big bite of the croissant. His empty and tense stomach was finally soothed.

His tense shoulders finally relaxed slowly.

Yan Mo's eyebrows also softened slightly, and he lowered his head and took a sip of coffee.

Jiang Yun looked at the black coffee in Yan Mo's hand, hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter?" Yan Mo asked him immediately.

"No," Jiang Yun quickly shook his head, took another bite of the croissant on his plate, and finally couldn't help it: "Drinking coffee on an empty stomach in the morning is not good for the stomach..." The more he said, the lower his voice.

"Well, good." Yan Mo smiled and put down the coffee cup in his hand, and ordered another egg sandwich.

Jiang Yun's face was slightly red, and he didn't dare to speak any more. He just lowered his head and gnawed the breakfast in his hands seriously.

"Do you like eating sweets?" Yan Mo asked suddenly.

Jiang Yun nodded, and couldn't help licking the butter puff pastry on his lips.

Yan Mo's pupils suddenly darkened, and he said nonchalantly, "My taste is mild, but I don't like any food."

Jiang Yun didn't understand why he said this suddenly.

"So the two of us are very compatible in terms of diet." Yan Mo said.

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