In the blink of an eye, six years have passed.

"Mr. Zhong, there is a document that needs your signature."

The secretary handed the document in his hand to Zhong Cheng, who was immersed in work.

Zhong Cheng raised his head. Six years had made the man's face more mature, and there was an invisible majesty to it.

Zhong Cheng took the document, signed it quickly, and handed it to the secretary.

"Mr. Zhong, there is one more thing. The company we are cooperating with in France suddenly changed its mind and wants to modify the contract. I have sent someone to negotiate."

Zhong Cheng paused, and an unknown emotion suddenly flashed across his eyes.

France……

My sister once said that if she had the chance, she would like to go to France.

"I will go to France to handle this matter in person. Please check my schedule and help me book a ticket to France immediately."

The secretary was surprised for a moment, then nodded hurriedly.

"Yes."

After the secretary left, Zhong Cheng leaned on his seat with a look of exhaustion on his face.

Six years ago, he went back to school and studied hard. Later, he and Zhou Yang started a business together, and it took them four years to establish the company today.

Although the company has only been listed for a few years, it can be considered a small success.

It's just that he has not found any trace of his sister in the past few years.

Although his sister would send him a gift every three months, no matter how he traced it, he could not find out where his sister was.

Zhong Cheng pinched his eyebrows a little irritably.

……

France.

"Oh, Xiao Shu, you are so beautiful, more beautiful than the rose in my hand. I simply cannot describe your beauty."

A foreign man with blond hair and blue eyes was kneeling on one knee holding a large bouquet of roses, staring at Jiang Tingshu affectionately, but his Chinese with his feet curled sounded a bit unbearable.

Jiang Tingshu smiled and did not take the rose from the man's hand, but helped him up.

"John, thank you very much for the rose, but I have no plans to fall in love yet."

Hearing this, John showed a disappointed expression on his face.

Jiang Tingshu's neighbor couldn't help but come out and joked: "Sir, you are not the only one, and you will not be the last one."

Neighbors are not surprised to see this kind of thing.

After all, Jiang Tingshu was beautiful and had an oriental face. Many people expressed their feelings to her, but Jiang Tingshu rejected them all.

"Oh, okay, then Xiaoshu and we are still good friends, right?"

Jiang Tingshu smiled and nodded.

After finishing work in the flower shop, Jiang Tingshu took the album to the central square of the town as usual.

During these six years, painting has become a pleasure for Jiang Tingshu.

People were coming and going in the town, and there were warm scenes everywhere. Jiang Tingshu chose a bench and sat down. Looking at the surrounding scenery, he couldn't help but raise his lips, and then began to write in the picture album.

Fragments of golden sunlight shone on Jiang Tingshu's face and hair, making her even more warm.

at the same time.

"Mr. Zhong, this is a famous town in France with pleasant scenery. I have arranged a hotel room for you."

The secretary reported to Zhong Cheng.

Zhong Cheng nodded.

"Secretary Lin, you have worked hard during this period. I will give you three days off, so you can have a good rest."

Secretary Lin suddenly stared at Zhong Cheng with tears of gratitude.

Woohoo, their president is too good.

After Secretary Lin left, Zhong Cheng strolled on the street and looked at the surrounding scenery. He felt an indescribable sense of relief in his heart, as if all his fatigue had been swept away.

Zhong Cheng's black eyes dimmed a bit.

If it is a sister, she will definitely like the atmosphere here.

Thinking of Jiang Tingshu, Zhong Cheng's heart ached again.

Six years later, he still hasn't found his sister.

I wonder if she is doing well?

The more Zhong Cheng thought about it, the more he became lost in thought, and he walked near a square unknowingly.

Looking at the huge sculpture in front of him, he couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and take a photo.

On the other side of the sculpture, Jiang Tingshu was concentrating on painting.

There is only a sculpture between them, but neither of them knows it.

After taking the photo, Zhong Cheng took back his mobile phone and continued walking north. At this moment, Jiang Tingshu also packed up his album and walked south.

One of them went south and the other went north, directly missing each other.

As if there was something wrong in his heart, Zhong Cheng, who was walking north, suddenly stopped and looked up to the south, but there was nothing there.

Zhong Cheng held his heart, which was beating violently, as if to indicate something.

Zhong Cheng's heart beat faster and faster. He hurriedly ran south, but found nothing.

The man lowered his eyes in disappointment, then laughed to himself.

The world is so big, how could he meet his sister here?

The man turned around and walked slowly towards the north.

-

After returning to the small house where she lived, Jiang Tingshu placed the page of drawing paper she had drawn on her desk. This was her habit, and she would save it every time she finished a drawing.

Jiang Tingshu began to clean up the housework and cook dinner alone in the room, and the simple day passed like this.

At night, Jiang Tingshu was lying on the bed alone, staring at the ceiling in trance.

I wonder if Xiao Cheng is doing well now?

It's been six years, Xiao Cheng should have a girlfriend.

It was not easy to live in a foreign country for six years. Jiang Tingshu missed her hometown very much and had the thought of going home, but when she thought of Xiao Cheng, she suppressed the thought.

Perhaps it would be best if she didn't go back.

Jiang Tingshu thought for a while, comforting himself in his heart not to think too much, and then forced himself to fall asleep.

……

The next day.

Jiang Tingshu hurried to the flower shop after a simple breakfast.

The colleague at the flower shop greeted him warmly, and Jiang Tingshu smiled back.

"Shu, do you really have no plans to fall in love?"

"I think John is very good."

Colleagues asked Jiang Tingshu curiously.

After all, many people had confessed to Shu, but Shu didn't agree to any of them. This made colleagues a little curious whether Shu had someone hidden deep in his heart.

Jiang Tingshu smiled gently: "No."

Although many people have confessed to her, there is still no wave in her heart.

She is now 29 years old and has passed the age when little girls want to fall in love. Now she feels that her current life is actually quite good.

Hearing this, the colleague shook his head regretfully.

Jiang Tingshu still just smiled.

There were not many people in the flower shop today, so Jiang Tingshu and her colleagues took a break from their busy schedule.

"I'll make you some coffee."

While Jiang Tingshu was making coffee, a customer came quietly.

"Hello, I'd like a bouquet of roses."

The familiar voice made Jiang Tingshu freeze on the spot, and he didn't even notice that the hot water overflowed the cup.

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It will be finished in two days~

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