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"Why did you fall in love with Li Ai?" Wang Weikun asked him

"I do not know."

"He started first?"

"No, I forced him."

Wang Weikun stared at him in surprise

"You are really courageous, how long has it been?"

"Seven months."

"It's okay, seven months, I will soon forget it." Wang Weikun poured some more wine into his glass

After Yan Jiang finished listening, he shook his head, picked up the glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

"Can not forget"

He poured out his heart and told Wang Weikun this, firstly because Wang Weikun had already seen it, and secondly because he needed someone to know what happened between him and Li Ai.

-

After drinking until midnight, Yan Jiang's cell phone rang suddenly.

The ringtone broke the empty night, causing Yan Jiang to suddenly tremble for no reason.

On the other end of the phone was his father's driver, and he was out of breath in his panicked voice.

"Your dad had an accident on the highway! He was too drunk and insisted on driving by himself. He said he wanted to take Miss Feng to see the new villa. I..."

At that moment, Yan Jiang didn't have the real feeling that something happened to his father.

Until he actually stood on the scene.

Some light flashed through the rolling dark clouds in the sky.

The sound of a second ambulance is heard in the distance.

The police car that arrived was cleaning up the scene, and thick black blood was flowing out of the black and deformed Audi's compartment.

The traffic police finally found a small crane, and then used some tools to saw open the collapsed roof.

Yan Jiang saw a bloody corpse dragged out of it, and that was Feng Li.

There was another person in the cockpit, crushed under the collapsed roof, with only half of his arm visible. On his wrist was a brand new Rolex that had only been displayed three hours earlier.

That was his father, Yan Guangfeng.

Yan Jiang watched as the men carried his father's cold, rain-soaked body into the ambulance.

"He's dead?" Yan Jiang grabbed the doctor and asked.

The doctor who came with the car took off his mask and glanced at Yan Jiang.

"Are you a family member? The injured person has no heartbeat, so you follow our car and go to the formalities for the body."

Yan's mother kept urging on the other end of the phone

"Young general?! Are you there? Where's your father?"

Yan's mother asked again and again, Yan Jiang only felt that his brain was flooded with water and he couldn't hear any sounds clearly.

He walked to another ambulance, and those people were packing Feng Li's body into a bag.

Feng Li's face was painted with heavy makeup, but the pain before her death made her originally beautiful face horrified.

"Young general? Talk to me!"

Yanmu's voice was already crying.

"Mom, you give the phone to my sister."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and the person listening was replaced by Yan Le.

"Hello? Junior? How are you doing?"

Yan Le asked anxiously on the other end of the phone.

"Sister, Dad is dead. You can tell Mom later."

After speaking, Yan Jiang pressed the phone.

That day, Yan Guangfeng, who was drunk, drove Feng Li 140 yards on the expressway. The two died in a car accident at one o'clock in the morning.

Yan Jiang looked up at the dark cloud-covered sky in the distance, and stood quietly.

There was another thunderclap in the sky.

For the first time, he stood so close to death.

Everything around him made him feel extremely depressed, but he couldn't vent.

Yan Jiang picked up the phone and dialed the only number he wanted to dial.

A reminder that he was not in the service area soon came from the other end of the phone.

By the way, he forgot, Li Ai has already gone to America with Ye Changan.

It's impossible to even hear his voice now.

He put the phone to his ear and pressed the number over and over again.

The electronic response made Yan Jiang finally fall into madness.

It was perhaps the most helpless day of his life, when he yelled into the deserted field, but got no response.

-

On the small screen in front of the seat of the Airbus 330, the arc of the flight path is crossing the permafrost in Russia.

Li Ai pulled up the sun visor of the plane beside him, and looked out the window at the gray-white continent with desolate texture that was not covered by clouds.

After more than ten hours of flying, this plane has almost reached its destination.

He has been away for nearly ten days, and the tired and stiff flight experience made him truly experience the distance between the ends of the earth and the ends of the earth for the first time.

With Ye Changan's help, Li Ai's meeting with his mentor went smoothly, and he will soon be able to enter Wharton Business School, which all graduates of the same major yearn for.

Probably because of jet lag, these days, he always wakes up with nightmares at night.

He kept seeing Yan Jiang in his dreams, who was standing on the edge of a cliff.

He couldn't see Yan Jiang's face, and Yan Jiang just fell backwards with his back turned to him, falling into a boundless sea.

Again and again.

After waking up, Li Ai would always think of the day when Ye Changan took her away from Yan Yan.

When Li Ai looked at Yan Jiang for the last time that day, he always felt strange palpitations.

After the plane landed, Li Ai turned on his phone.

When he left, he did not activate intercontinental roaming, and all the accumulated text messages in the past ten days popped up one after another.

The last two text messages were sent to him by Wang Weikun.

——Miss Li, when are you coming back?Yan Jiang's father died in a car accident.

——Ms. Li, Yan Jiang is gone, we can't find him, do you know where he is?