Rebirth of the rich and powerful

At the end of the sentence, he coughed heavily, as if he was in a business negotiation: "You see, many couples have conflicts because of their different eating habits. On this issue, we have absolutely no disagreement."

Jiang Yun was accidentally led astray by him: "But your taste is bland, and I have a heavy taste. How can there be anything in common?"

He regretted it as soon as he opened his mouth. Is there any need to discuss this issue?

Yan Mo's eyes sparkled: "Of course I adjusted it according to your taste."

fraud!

Jiang Yun complained hard in his heart.

He really thought he didn't know, this guy has a weak stomach, too sweet and greasy, he loses his appetite, and a little bit spicy makes his stomach hurt, so that after they got together, Jiang Yun's taste became weaker and weaker with him, and in the end he only had Dessert is a little hobby left, but at the end of the year, I still want to eat it with him, although it is more because of amusing with him...

Don't think about it, it's easy to be stupid when you think about it!

Jiang Yun didn't want to talk to him anymore, and concentrated on dealing with the croissant in his hand.

At the end of the sentence, he looked at him and smirked.

When Jiang Yun finished his breakfast, Yan Mo's plate was still barely moving.

Jiang Yun couldn't help but take a look at the forgotten sandwich. The green vegetables, red bacon and bright yellow fried eggs seemed to form a helpless and sad expression, staring at Jiang Yun sadly.

Jiang Yun raised his eyes again, and glanced at Yan Mo. The man leaned very close by himself, and kept staring at him, as if there was something strange on his face.

Jiang Yun rolled his eyes, couldn't help but raised his hand to wipe his face, and said in a low voice, "It's not good to waste food."

At the end of Yan, he remembered the poor sandwich that had been forgotten.

When Yan Mo was eating, he was completely different from Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun ate fast, wishing he could stuff his stomach with food in two or three mouthfuls. Although he looked pretty and had deliberately corrected his posture, he always looked like a hungry stray cat or dog.

At the end of the sentence, he was not in a hurry, even if it was just a cheap sandwich on the street, he had the atmosphere of a high-end restaurant.

The way he holds the sandwich, the angle of opening and closing his lips, and the speed of chewing are all the result of his childhood influence. No matter what the occasion, he can maintain the most elegant style.

Jiang Yun... couldn't help but wiped the corners of his mouth again, and then wiped his fingers vigorously with a tissue.

After wiping, he quickly kneaded the paper towels into balls, and then went to Yanmo. Sure enough, he was wiping his hands with an expensive handkerchief that he brought with him.

Jiang Yun laughed at himself.

After Yan Mo finished eating, he subconsciously wanted to touch Jiang Yun's hand, but saw his hand shrink back quickly, and he clearly rejected Yan Mo's temptation.

At the end of the speech, he was not in a hurry, just smiled at him gently: "Shall we go to pack our luggage first? I just happen to have an apartment nearby."

"I didn't bring any luggage." Jiang Yun said bluntly.

"I brought it here for you." She said with a smug smile.

……

Yan Mo's apartment in Paris is still in the best location. Even the decoration style is similar to that of Milan. Up is the bedroom.

"I hired the same designer for several houses in Europe. Except for the difference in the structure of the house, everything else is similar," Yan Mo said, "You can choose the upstairs room... I sleep in the middle one."

He looked at Jiang Yun eagerly.

Jiang Yun looked at him and said, "I think Juyi has already arranged a place for me."

"I've already canceled it for you, it's more convenient to pass by my side." At the end of the sentence, he smiled.

Jiang Yun sighed wearily.

"I think we need to have a good talk," he said.

In the spacious and well-lit Nordic-style living room, the atmosphere is depressing.

At the end of the sentence, he pursed his lips slightly with some resistance: "You are too tired from the car ride, why don't you take a rest first? If you have anything to say, we still have a lot of time to talk."

"No, I'm resting well." Jiang Yun answered with two big dark circles under his eyes.

He sat on the side chair of the sofa first, and motioned to Yan Mo to sit down as well.

At the end of the sentence, he sat down reluctantly.He had a hunch that what Jiang Yun was going to say must be something he didn't like to hear.

In the last life, why did they break up?At the end of Yan, he really wanted to beat his useless brain hard to remember all these things.

Because of this, he didn't dare to test Jiang Yun too much. If he touched something that shouldn't be touched, Jiang Yun might turn around and walk more thoroughly.

"I really don't think the two of us are suitable." Jiang Yun straightened his back, but his eyes didn't dare to look at the end of the sentence, he just looked vaguely at the cushion behind him, "I...I'm different from you, What you care about is different, and what you want is different.”

At the end of the speech, he leaned forward and looked at Jiang Yun seriously: "What do you want?"

Jiang Yun pursed his lips: "I grew up eating a lot of food. I didn't go to school seriously. What I am best at is fighting..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Yun showed a very embarrassed smile. He didn't like to analyze himself in this way, it was as embarrassing as if he took off his clothes in public.

"You may think that I look pretty good now, I know several foreign languages, I can design, and I can do business, but these, either I learned them by force, or I was lucky." He smiled wryly, Such things as rebirth caused him to run into each other, but it wasn't just luck.

In his previous life, Jiang Yun was not so comfortable abroad at first.

He first learned a poor country bumpkin English in China. When he first went abroad, he was ridiculed everywhere he went. He was unconvinced and tried all kinds of methods to put his accent like a dog. To be correct, learning Italian and French was equally difficult later on. If he hadn't struggled hard, he probably wouldn't have learned anything with his stupid head.

"I'm not smart, and I have a stubborn personality. Although I look good, but," Jiang Yun laughed again, "but looks can't be kept fresh, and they will disappear in a few years. I'm not like you. I get older and older. The bigger you are, the better your temperament is, I... I guess I will be a rusty and stubborn old man in the future, and I am definitely not the kind that people like."

"I don't think that when you despise me again..."

As soon as the call was over, Jiang Yun's voice first slowly rose, then fell, getting lower and lower, almost to nothing.

At the end of the speech, he just listened quietly and didn't speak, just approached him little by little, and finally, he hugged this poor stubborn child in his arms.

He inserted one hand into Jiang Yun's short hair, and gently patted Jiang Yun's back with the other hand, comforting in a low voice: "Then what do you want?"

Jiang Yun's eyes were a little blurred, what exactly did he want?

He wants a home, the kind that can shelter from wind and rain, has someone in the family, and will not leave easily.

It's that simple.

But such a small wish seems to be as difficult as heaven for him.

In his previous life, when he was with Jiang Yun, he almost exhausted all his strength to feel a little worthy of him.

But even so, he felt that he was just Yanmo's little lover, just like other passers-by who came and went in a hurry.

Perhaps their breakup was indeed fueled by people with good intentions, but after the breakup, he tried to contact Guo Yanmo, not for the sake of redemption, but for a clear end.

Yan Mo answered the phone at that time, but refused to meet him.

This phone call happened the day before his death in a car accident.

Therefore, that breakup was also likely to be a half-hearted push at the end of the word.

After all, the two have been together for five years, and it's not unusual for them to get tired of talking.

"What I want is..." Jiang Yun raised his head, and said seriously to Yan Mo, "If you don't love me anymore, just say goodbye. After breaking up, it's best to be friends. Even if you can't be friends, you still have to Say goodbye clearly."

That's all.

Yan Mo held Jiang Yun's face in both hands, carefully looked at the expression on his face, and said seriously, "Okay."

Jiang Yun sighed, and handed himself over completely again.

His feelings for Yan Mo are just so humble, it's as humble as mud.

No matter how wronged you are, no matter how desperate you are, no matter how hard your heart is, it can no longer withstand the second injury.

However, he has died once, and there is still no way to refuse Yanmo.

For the entire five years, to Yanmo, it might have been just a sweet love, but to him, it was the only light in his gray life.

Even if that light will eventually dim.

Touching, kissing, the most intimate entanglement, just like in the previous life.

When Jiang Yun woke up again, he stared at Yan Mo's profile for a long time.

The curtains were all drawn down, even though it was still daytime outside, the room was as dark as night, Yan Mo's silhouette seemed to have its own light in the dim light.

Jiang Yun bullied himself over and traced the outline of this person in detail.

Broad forehead, straight nose bridge, lips neither thick nor thin, but beautiful in color.

What Jiang Yun likes the most is Yan Mo's chin, which is carved with knives and axes, but it is not too square, nor is it delicate and delicate like his own, everything is just right.

Why did this person just grow up in his heart, Jiang Yun sighed.

His body was very tired, even though psychologically, he had long been used to it in his previous life, but the youthful and tense body still needed to re-adapt.

What's more, Yan Mo's technique is really... appalling...

In the previous life, the first time for the two of them was drunk, although it hurt everywhere after waking up, but all the details were forgotten, and they did it all over again, and the result...

This can be regarded as the fun of experiencing it again, Jiang Yun thought happily in bitterness.

Yan Mo was in a deep sleep, even though Jiang Yun's fingers were jumping up and down on his face, he didn't even hum.

His sleeping posture was also very unruly, lying flat all over, with one hand on his chest, the other first wrapped around Jiang Yun's neck, then slowly loosened it, and after a while he groped to find it.

Jiang Yun leaned lazily on that hand, yawned, and closed his eyes.

He was also tired and needed a good night's sleep.

The author has something to say: there will be another update later, but it will be later