golden wings

The moon is cloudy and sunny

People have joys and sorrows

This matter is hard to come by

A thousand miles together

As soon as Feng Chengyu came out of the bathroom, he saw Feng Chengyi sitting next to the piano playing this piece.

Feng Chengyu walked to Feng Chengyi's side, and the scent of just taking a bath passed into Feng Chengyi's nose, Feng Chengyi took a deep breath, it was his favorite smell, and it was exclusive to this man.

Wet hair dripped onto Feng Chengyi's body, the hand playing the piano stopped, got up and went to the bathroom, just as he walked to the door, he found Feng Chengyu's long and slender fingers touching the piano, and the beautiful music played on his fingers Spread out slowly.

Feng Chengyi quietly leaned against the door of the bathroom, watching Feng Chengyu's charming figure intently.

Once upon a time, when you and I were so young, we stood still, we thought only of love;

My first love is also yours, you will shed tears after the love;

Once upon a time, we vowed to go forward hand in hand, and we had happiness and sadness;

You and I got together, parted, and broke each other's hearts;

Once upon a time, week after week, you and I danced together, rekindled love, and regained trust;

We promise never to leave each other behind, remembering the long years we have walked together...

Feng Chengyi turned around and hid his body in the bathtub, Yu, a soft sigh overflowed from his mouth.

The next day, from the first moment the sun shone into the room, Feng Chengyu opened his eyes, and Feng Chengyi was no longer beside him, so he put on his pajamas and went downstairs.

The figure who thought Feng Chengyi had left appeared at this moment.

"You..." A word of you stuck in his throat, but he couldn't say anything after that.

"I'm leaving." Feng Chengyi said softly, even though he thought about this sentence eleven thousand times in his heart, but when he said it in front of Feng Chengyu, he felt so reluctant in his heart.

"I know." Feng Chengyu went over and hugged Feng Chengyi into his arms, "That's why I won't say goodbye." The deep voice carried a man's unique pride, but it was this voice that confused Feng Chengyi's heart.

If it wasn't because it's part of your life, baby, I wouldn't want to let go of your hand.

"So if you miss me, think of me all the time, remember that Feng Chengyu belongs to Feng Chengyi." Feng Chengyi swore domineeringly by wrapping his arms around Feng Chengyu's neck.

"What should I do when I can't restrain myself?" The magnetic voice passed across Feng Chengyi's chest, carrying Feng Chengyu's provocation and Feng Chengyi's nostalgia.

"I allow you to come and find me." Feng Chengyi said proudly.

"Hehe." Feng Chengyu chuckled, "So the door of the baby's room cannot be locked, especially at night."

"No, keep it for you." Feng Chengyi promised, and kissed Feng Chengyu proactively, with his reluctance for Feng Chengyu and the deep memory of keeping this taste that belonged to him alone. into my heart.

On the plane, Feng Chengyi watched the plane take off slowly, watched it slowly move away from the city, watched it slowly take him away from that man.

His heart suddenly felt very painful. At this moment, he suddenly wanted to go back to that man desperately. At this moment, he wanted to say to that man: I love you.

It turns out that everything is so easy when it is said, but it is so difficult when it is done. I knew that the man had penetrated into his soul, but now I think it is wrong, that man has penetrated into his soul. in his life.

Fengchengyi's plane ticket is first class, and there are few people in it very quiet. Ouyang Liang sat next to Fengchengyi.

At this time, a man with long dark brown hair walked into the place next to Feng Chengyi: "Hello." The boy greeted Feng Chengyi in pure American English.

Feng Chengyi's golden eyes glanced past him, then closed them to rest.

"This plane is flying to New York, are you American?" the man still asked unwillingly.

"By the way, where is your home?" The man looked depressed at Feng Chengyi who still ignored him.

"I'm sorry, my master needs to rest." Ouyang Liang put Xiaobai and Xiaoqing in her arms on the seat beside her, walked over and patted the man on the shoulder and said.

The man looked at Ouyang Liang, and probably felt a little bored, so he left in despair.

Where is your home?

The man's words echoed in Feng Chengyi's ears, yes, where is his home?

There was a very sweet feeling in my heart, wherever he is, my home is there.

The plane landed at JFK Airport in New York several hours later.

John Kennedy International Airport (JFK for short), located in the southeast of Queens, New York City, 24 kilometers from Manhattan.It is the largest airport in New York City and New Jersey and the most important international airport on the east coast of the United States.

After exiting the Kennedy International Airport, there were a number of cars parked at the gate. This kind of ostentation made some passengers who came out at the same time or some citizens who returned home couldn't help being a little curious. The door opened, and two rows of burly men in black suits immediately gave way. A man with light brown hair came out of the car. The man's profound facial features are the characteristics of Westerners. The man bent down towards Feng Chengyi, which was not a standard respectful etiquette, but a casual gesture.

Then the man raised his head, and his eyes met Feng Chengyi's golden eyes. Although the man had already seen Feng Chengyi in the photo no less than a hundred times, the man had to admit that he was a very beautiful boy. With blond hair, handsome facial features, mixed-race sex appeal, and a slender body that create a perfect figure, when Feng Chengyi just walked out of the airport, the man sitting in the car had been watching him. With an elegant temperament, but also mixed with a leopard-like sharp gaze.

Can this boy really lead the entire Youn family?The man couldn't help asking himself.

"Master Yi, I'm Maupassant." Maupassant introduced himself to Feng Chengyi.

Feng Chengyi just glanced at Maupassant from the corner of his eye, then got into the car, and Ouyang Liang, who was holding Xiaoqing and Xiaobai, followed immediately behind Fengchengyi.

However, the figure paused and an arm appeared in front of her.

"Miss is at the back..." Before Maupassant said a word, Xiaobai in Ouyang Liang's arms had already opened his mouth and bit down on Maupassant's arm, although Xiaobai looked like Very squishy kitten, but cat teeth are very different from tiger teeth themselves.

Although the hardness of the teeth is very high, the teeth of tigers are much sharper.

And Xiaobai's bite must have bitten Maupassant. Xiaobai's teeth bit through Maupassant's suit jacket, and the tip of his teeth pierced into Maupassant's muscle. Fortunately, Xiaobai didn't use enough force, otherwise Maupassant This hand is useless.

"Ah..." Maupassant called out softly.

"Mr. Mo." Seeing this, the bodyguards were about to rush up, but were stopped by Maupassant.

Mopassant's eyes flashed with anger for a moment, and his eyes met Xiaobai in Ouyang Liang's arms, and Xiaobai's eyes were staring at him with sparkle.

Maupassant's heart tightened, he had never seen a cat's eyes so sharp, and from these sharp eyes, Maupassant found that this is a cat that has always been very spiritual, but there is one thing that is strange, is this cat It was artificially bred, otherwise how could it be somewhat different from the average domestic cat.

However, what he didn't know was that Fengchengyi's cat had been artificially bred, and Fengchengyi's snake had also been artificially bred.

"Sorry my pets only recognize one owner, for strangers they (I use them here instead of them, but because I think no one here will treat Xiaobai and Xiaoqing as birds) are used to attacking, Although my things have thorns, they are very interesting. I believe that the more interesting things are, the more people will be interested. If Mr. Mo is interested next time, he can ask them to play with them. I have always been very generous with pets. It doesn't matter, you can buy it again." Feng Chengyi said to Maupassant with a smile, his golden eyes looked around at the bodyguard who was waiting for an opportunity just now.

The hearts of all the bodyguards trembled, Feng Chengyi's smiling eyes were filled with a smile, this person looked a bit more terrifying than the missing patriarch.

Maupassant was also surprised. Is this boy telling him that it doesn't matter even if he is played to death?

Appreciation flashed in his eyes, and he overturned his previous thoughts. If it was the young man in front of him, he would definitely be able to push the Youen family to a new climax, and he would definitely be able to find the missing patriarch.

Thinking of Eun Ao, Maupassant's eyes revealed a little worry, and he hoped nothing would happen.

Feng Chengyi and Ouyang Liang sat in the back seat of the car, and Maupassant sat in the front seat.

Originally, what Impassant meant was that Feng Chengyi was sitting in the back seat, with two bodyguards sitting on both sides. Feng Chengyi, as the heir to take over the Youn family, naturally there are not a few people who are staring at him outside. How many people want to get rid of him and hurry up? It is not impossible for a killer to appear on the way, so Maupassant's consideration is not unreasonable.

But if Feng Chengyi would listen to Maupassant's words, today's Youn family would not need him to inherit, and today's Feng Chengyi would not stand here.

"To Manhattan."

"go home."

Feng Chengyi's and Maupassant's voices sounded at the same time, the driver couldn't make up his mind for a while, and habitually turned his head to Maupassant.

"Master Yi..." Maupassant had just opened his mouth when Feng Chengyi's cold voice came out: "You should know more about the rules of the Youn family than I do. If the Youn family doesn't obey the master, then I don't mind obeying the master." Add it now, if the members of the Youn family think you are more important than me, then I won't be asked to sit in this car today."

Maupassant's body paused, and suddenly he was at a loss for words. Feng Chengyi's words were very soft, but there was a force that made people unable to fear, as if this young man was supposed to be the one who gave orders. Patriarch Ao became more arrogant and confident, dazzling like the summer sun.

"Yes, this subordinate will remember every word of Young Master Yi from now on." These are the most respectful words that Maupassant has said since meeting Feng Chengyi.

Patriarch Ao, is this the nephew that makes you proud?If so, I believe that the Youn family will be stronger under the hands of Young Master Yi, but patriarch Ao is the only patriarch of the Youn family in the hearts of his subordinates.

Feng Chengyi looked at Maupassant's eyes and also flashed admiration. He just tried Maupassant just now, wanting to guess how likely he was to kidnap Uncle Ao, but Feng Chengyi saw in Maupassant's eyes his love for Ao Shu. Uncle's respect, this man is trustworthy, no wonder Uncle Ao trusts him so much.

But just because he is trustworthy does not mean that other people here are trustworthy, otherwise Uncle Ao would be kidnapped so easily.

The car was driving slowly towards Manhattan. The car Feng Chengyi was sitting in was in the middle. There was a car with bodyguards in front, two cars with bodyguards next to it, and three cars with bodyguards in the back. For Maupassant Feng Chengyi didn't have any objections. With such a huge team, even the president of the United States might avoid it by three points.

The roads in New York can be roughly divided into four categories: Boulevard, Avenue, street, and road. The first one is boulevards, mostly with trees planted on both sides, and the roads are wider. The second category is large blocks, mostly with apartments on both sides. For houses and houses, the third category is streets, with shops lined up on both sides, and the fourth category is small roads.No matter which kind of road is two-way as long as there is a yellow line in the middle, the others are one-way. It is not completely estimated that 80% or 90% of the roads in New York are one-way, but their roads will never be confused. .

Therefore, for Maupassant's arrangement, Fengchengyi sincerely thanked the US government for making the road so wide.

The car arrived in Manhattan after 40 minutes, so Feng Chengyi got out of the car.

"Then wait for me here." Just as Feng Chengyi said, Maupassant's mouth moved, and when he was about to speak, Feng Chengyi's voice overflowed again: "Mr. Mo can follow me."

"But Manhattan is too chaotic, I'm afraid..." Maupassant thought that Feng Chengyi's idea was a bit wrong, if a killer appeared at this time, the consequences would be disastrous.Shrimp

"If someone really wants to kill me, I don't think they will be very capable. Have you forgotten how Uncle Ao disappeared?" Feng Chengyi asked coldly, seeing the dissatisfied faces of the bodyguards, Feng Chengyi A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If you feel that my words have insulted you, you can go together. As long as you can stop me from moving forward, even if it is only one step, I will apologize for what I just said."

In Feng Chengyi's understatement, there is no insult to those bodyguards at all. This is a world with distinct strengths and weaknesses. It's not that those bodyguards are weak. On the contrary, how could the bodyguards chosen to protect the patriarch of the Youen family be weak? It's just that sometimes someone outside the people still needs to let them understand this sentence.

The bodyguard wanted to say something, but was stopped by Maupassant: "You all wait here, I am with Young Master Yi, you should understand who is your master now."

Feng Chengyi looked at the world and it was already 5 pm (American time, from now on, the time here refers to American time), remembering that it seemed to be a little later when I came to Manhattan ten years ago.

However, the night view of Manhattan can already be seen a little bit.

Still in the memory of those years, Feng Chengyi walked aimlessly every corner that he and Feng Chengyu walked through back then, remembering every sequence exactly.

He walked to the entrance of a jewelry store and stopped, and slowly raised his head. Even though ten years have passed, even though Manhattan is much more prosperous now than ten years ago, this jewelry store does not have any Change.

The smile at the corner of Feng Chengyi's mouth deepened.

A store that will never change really makes people curious...