After the groom escaped from the marriage, I was doted on by billionaires every day

Lin Dongyu didn't understand what he meant, so he smiled and said: "Haicheng is so big, if it wasn't a coincidence, how could the two of them meet?"

Yes, what a coincidence.

Mo Chen recalled that when he first met Lin Dongyu, he questioned this coincidence.

Because of this, he thought she had ulterior motives in approaching him.

"I am that person." Mo Chen looked at her with a serious expression.

"What did you say?" Lin Dongyu looked confused.

"I said, I am the person you saved."

Mo Chen held her hand and put it to his lips, buried his head in it, kissed her devoutly, and looked up at her: "If it weren't for you, I might have died long ago."

His kidnapper acted carefully, and he paid a huge price when escaping, only to fall into a coma due to excessive blood loss.

In that deserted dark alley, if it were not for Lin Dongyu, there would only be two endings waiting for him: first, he would be unable to save his life when discovered by passers-by; second, he would be found by the kidnappers.

Neither ending is optimistic.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Hearing what he said, Lin Dongyu scolded lightly, opened his fingers and covered his lips.

Just thinking about that possibility made her feel uncomfortable.

"Are you feeling sorry for me?"

Mo Chen's posture remained unchanged and he looked at her affectionately, as if he wanted to look into her heart.

Looking at him like this, Lin Dongyu felt her heart skip a beat. After a while, she suddenly realized the most important thing: "You said, that person was you back then?!"

Mo Chen held her hand and nodded slightly: "Yes, it's me."

"Tell me, isn't it a coincidence?"

"It turns out that our fate was laid down more than ten years ago. Fortunately, fate allowed me to meet you again."

In the narrow space, the man's deep and magnetic voice is particularly charming.

He has handsome features and is particularly charming when talking about love.

Lin Dongyu took a breath and said, "Fortunately, I didn't make the wrong decision."

She is afraid of the dark.

Now she can no longer remember the details of that year, but she still remembers the hesitation and fear.

If she hadn't mustered up the courage at that time, would Mo Chen still be alive in this world now?

He was so good, even if she could never meet him again in her life, it would still be worth it if she could save him when they met by chance.

"Dong'er."

Mo Chen kissed her passionately, from his fingers to his lips.

The transparent glass window was gradually replaced by white mist. After a few minutes, a man's palm print appeared on the window.

When the two separated, Lin Dongyu was breathless from his kiss.

Mo Chen lowered the window, and the fresh and cold air rushed in from the outside, blowing away the charming and lingering feeling in the car.

"Let's go, savior."

After getting out of the car, Mo Chen smiled and took Lin Dongyu's hand and said, "I'll invite you to eat at the old restaurant in front of my alma mater."

Lin Dongyu looked around and saw the gate of No. 7 Middle School at a glance.

She had secretly visited the high school she longed for several times. More than ten years have passed, and the school seems to have changed, but also seems to have stayed the same.

The large regular script characters of "Haicheng No. 7 Middle School" are still erected on the tall stone monument at the school gate. From the outside, you can still see the school motto engraved on the monument with the eight characters "determination, diligence, success, and dedication."

The iron railing gate at that time was replaced with a stainless steel automatic retractable door. A gate post and security booth were added at the door, and a yellow diagonal line was used to mark the waiting area for parents on the ground.

These did not exist at that time.

At 12:30, there were no parents picking up or dropping off their children at the door. You could see the activities of students inside, and there were teachers checking their faces at the gate.

Seeing Lin Dongyu looking at the gate of No. 7 Middle School, thinking of the regrets she had said, Mo Chen vaguely guessed her mood at the moment.

"Let's go!"

He shook Lin Dongyu's hand and said, "I'll take you to experience what I looked forward to most when I was studying."

Mo Chen took her into a small street next to No. 7 Middle School.

The street is very narrow, and the sunlight shines through the banyan trees. On both sides of the road are the walls of No. 7 Middle School and the small shops facing the street. They all look old.

Lin Dongyu smelled a fragrance.

"Does it smell good?"

Mo Chen looked proud and said with a smile: "This store has been open for many years. It has been here since I was in No. 7 Middle School until now."

The store is not very high-end, it is clean and tidy. It is hard to imagine that Mo Chen would like such a place.

"His specialty is braised squab. It's very fragrant. You'll know when you try it."

Lin Dongyu couldn't help but ask: "Mo Chen, why is coming here to eat something you look forward to most?"

She didn't believe that just because of the taste, he could miss it for so many years.