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Luo Ran smiled and nodded, with a relaxed look on his face: "Yes...it's worth it." He paused, and then said seriously: "But I sincerely hope that you can find happiness."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand like Jiang Yan: "We are friends, family members, and partners."

"In the future, if Jiang's company does not develop well, I will ask you for it."

Jiang Yan stared at him blankly: "What... what does this mean?"

"I formally proposed to cooperate with Jiang's company to build a cultural city project." Luo Ran's tone was very chic and full of relief: "I don't know what President Jiang wants?"

At this time, Jiang Yan no longer had the fun in his eyes, but full of confidence and strength.

He shook Luo Ran's hand back: "It is my honor to cooperate with Mr. Luo."

The surrounding breeze blew through the leaves, sweeping away the old grievances. The two equally chic and determined people, even though they have experienced many ups and downs, are still as warm as ever, free and easy and proud.

Tan Tianzheng went to Jiang Yan. After watching his bold confession to the media, he thought about it for several nights, and finally stopped everything at hand and drove to Jiang's mansion alone.

It was dusk, the sky refracted the bright red glow, passing through the fine sunset halo, Tan Tianzheng saw Jiang Yan in the car, but the figure was so blurry that he thought it was his own illusion when he recalled it later.

Outside the door of Jiang's mansion, there is a wall of pink and white roses. It is autumn, and those branches and leaves are slightly withered and yellow. Jiang Yan is wearing casual style pajamas and pajamas, playing with a golden retriever dog.

In the dim light, Tan Tianzheng saw the smile on his face.

For the first time in his life, he was a little hesitant, and his emotions of wanting to get back together also calmed down. He was thinking, maybe without him, the youth's life might be more peaceful.

The hands on the steering wheel began to tremble, and he watched Jiang Yan's every movement and every smile on his face.

Then tell yourself in the bottom of your heart, think about it...maybe you should wait.

In his conception, without a thoughtful relationship, the final outcome will be a crushing defeat, just like him and Shi Guanmo... Although Jiang Yan is not another Shi Guanmo, it is the first time for Tan Tianzheng to hesitate and hesitate.

The black Bentley turned around slowly and gradually disappeared on the road in the villa area.

Tan Tianzheng still didn't get out of the car, nor did he go up to give the young man an imaginary hug.

At that time, he only had hesitation in his heart, but he didn't expect that it was the last time he saw Jiang Yan in City A.

When city A is still in late autumn, New York City, which is [-] kilometers away, is also in a splendid autumn.

Entering the night, the evening breeze revealed a bit of coolness. A slender young man was wearing a black suit. He didn't wear a tie like other office workers. Instead, he untied the collar and front of his collar indulgently, and strolled on the street full of feasting and feasting.

Just as he was about to go home across the street in front of him, several black men in punk style clothes stopped him.

Jiang Yan looked at the four or five tall black men in front of him, and asked in not very fluent English: "What's the matter with you?"

No one answered his words, and the black people were only whispering to each other. Although they couldn't hear what they were saying clearly, Jiang Yan could see what they were planning from the slightly obscene eyes of several people.

These days there are always news reports about Asian men and women missing inexplicably in deserted alleys, and news about the underground slave market is endless.

Jiang Yan once heard a friend who lived abroad for many years say that Asians are very popular in the slave trade market.

Because they have black hair, deep black eyes, and wheat-colored skin... exuding abstinence but sexy taste from the bottom of their bones, they are the most worthy slaves in the eyes of rich people of other races.

But now, he encountered such a few vicious black men in the streets, which was not a good omen.

Aware of the danger, Jiang Yan turned around and tried to escape, but was strangled by a black man who was aware of it.

"What are you doing...!"

"Let me go..." Jiang Yan kicked the black man's knee fiercely, but because of this action, other people attacked.

The rest of the black men surrounded him and pounded on him with hard fists one after another.

Jiang Yan really didn't expect such a bad thing to happen even in New York. Just when he was about to lose consciousness, the sound of a police car suddenly came from behind him.

"Fuck...! Police...! Police...!"

The black people shouted in panic, let go of Jiang Yan quickly, rushed into the dark alley, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Jiang Yan's vision was a little blurred. He stood up with his drowsy head, turned around and looked behind him, but there was no sign of the police.

Just when he was wondering, a slightly old hand suddenly stretched out in front of his eyes: "Are you Chinese?"

Jiang Yan raised his eyes and saw an old man wearing a straw hat and smiling.

Black hair, yellow skin, black eyes.

This long-lost sense made Jiang Yan suddenly refreshed.

"Are you Chinese too?" He stood up without shaking the other party's hand.

When he saw his face clearly, the old man's eyes lit up.

It took him a long time to respond: "Yes, son, let me introduce myself first. My surname is Shi and my name is Lin. You can call me Uncle Shi."

"Jiang Yan." He held the old man's hand, and was a little confused: "You called the police?"

Jiang Yan looked back: "Why didn't the police come?"

Shi Lin showed a mysterious smile, opened the palm of the other hand, and a mini alarm bell came into Jiang Yan's eyes.

"It's this little guy. You know, New York is in chaos recently...Although I'm an old man, you should also pay attention to safety..."

Shi Purlin's gray beard fluttered twice, and the light of wisdom shone in his eyes.

Jiang Yan was also amused by him: "You are really humorous."

The two walked out of the alley together, Shi Lin looked into the eyes of the young man in front of him, and asked again: "Are you an overseas student?"

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Yan's attire: "Which school do you go to?"

"Am I so young?" Jiang Yan asked in a little surprise.

Shi Lin laughed loudly: "It seems that I am old... old..."

Jiang Yan looked at the energetic Shi Lin and shook his head: "Where... I think Uncle Shi, you are very young..."

"I'm not an international student... I'm not young anymore. I came to New York this time... To be precise, I came to wander."

"Wandering?" Shi Lin's eyes showed some doubts. In his opinion, the young man in front of him was well-dressed and elegant, not like a down-and-out vagabond.

As if seeing his question, Jiang Yan showed a slight smile on his face: "I came to New York to visit my friend's grave."

"Oh... sorry, kid... I shouldn't have asked..." Shi Lin's expression showed some regret.

Immediately afterwards, he helplessly spread his hands: "Actually, recently, I should also go to visit the grave..."

"You..." Jiang Yan walked side by side on the street with him, the bleak wind lingered on his face, making people's fingers tremble slightly.

"It's my son." Shi Lin responded calmly: "If there were no accidents, I wouldn't have lived in a foreign country for such a long time..."

"I'm very sorry..." Jiang Yan apologized: "If I didn't mention it, you wouldn't be so sad..."

Shi Lin stopped in his tracks and smiled at him: "Son, it's none of your business..."

"Do you have a place to live?"

"Since he is a vagabond, how can he have a place to live?" Jiang Yan shook his head indifferently.

"Then I sincerely invite you to my manor." Shi Lin winked at him: "There are delicious wines."

Jiang Yan was startled, looking at the vicissitudes of Shilin's face, a deep sense of loneliness emerges from the bottom of his heart, this old man has lived in a foreign country for many years, maybe he has been alone all this time, just looking for a compatriot to comfort him for a long time Heart.

This similar loneliness prompted him to nod and accept the old man's invitation.

"Aren't you afraid that I'm lying to you? Or for another purpose..."

There was a smile on Shi Lin's peaceful face: "You must know that the heart of guarding against others is indispensable."

There was trust in Jiang Yan's eyes: "For a person who helped me just now, I can only be grateful."

Shi Lin's eyes became brighter, and he embraced the shoulders of the young man in front of him: "The manor is on the suburban road not far ahead...Follow me."

So Jiang Yan followed the kind old man to his manor.

After arriving at the place, Jiang Yan knew that the old man was a famous local winemaker in New York, and his estate was not the "small yard" that Jiang Yan imagined at the beginning, but a real wine estate.

It is precisely because of this beautiful and rich manor that Jiang Yan decided to stay here and help the old man grow grapes and make wine together.

After letting go of everything, he suddenly developed a great interest in nature and life. In addition, Shi Lin was old and needed a good helper, so Jiang Yan had more reasons to stay.

Since becoming an apprentice and assistant, Jiang Yan has often listened to Shi Lin tell the story of the vineyard.

Shi Lin told him that since the death of his son, he had spent all his property to build this manor, and named her "Aphrodite"*manor.

The soil here is very moist and fertile, and grape varieties such as Cabernet Sauvignon* with strong aroma and Merlot* with soft flavor are cultivated all the year round. The United States is famous, but Shilin has never opened the manor to the outside world.

In his eyes, brewing wine should be a quiet thing, looking for life and soul. He doesn't want to be disturbed by the outside world, so year after year, he takes care of this place alone.

Jiang Yan is the first guest here, and also half of the young master.

The stone purlin often leans against the red chair, facing the sun, raising the goblet in his hand and laughingly calling Jiang Yan a child of Aphrodite Manor.

Under such a peaceful and gentle life, Jiang Yan gradually forgot about those unpleasant past events and the burdens that once weighed on him.

For him who has lived in the manor for three weeks, tasting grapes, lying in a greenery looking at the blue sky, and tasting wine with the elderly have become an indispensable part of his life.

It wasn't until the day when he went to the cemetery to pay homage to Shi Guanmo that Jiang Yan learned that Shi Lin was Shi Guanmo's father.

Standing in front of the tombstone, both of them saw the look of surprise in each other's eyes.

"I really didn't expect...you are Guanmo's friend..."

Shilin sat down next to the tombstone, staring at the picture of his son and the fresh lily of the valley next to him.

"In fact, not many people came to see him." Shi Lin took off his straw hat and smiled: "Because life is like this, it will always follow life, and be forgotten a little bit..."

Jiang Yan shook his head. He squatted down and looked at the handsome young man in the photo who looked somewhat similar to himself: "Many people still remember him, remember Angus..."

"Especially the one he once loved deeply."

Hearing this, Shi Lin was stunned for a moment, and squeezed the straw hat in his hand: "Son, what are you talking about... Young Master Tan...?"

Jiang Yan's eyes shifted to the old man's face, with a calm face: "The most correct and wrong thing for me is to fall in love with the same person as Guan Mo."

"Correctly, it made me understand a lot..."

"Wrong, I lost more."

Shi Ling raised his head in silence, and looked at the blue sky without a trace of dust. The sky was so clear, and the cemetery was as quiet as if there was no wind.

"Actually, I was the one who opposed Guanmo the most..."

Shi Lin said slowly: "We, father and son, are dependent on others... The Tan family treats me and Guanmo very well, very well... I didn't expect it to end like this..."

As he said that, he stood up and put on his straw hat: "My child, feelings...include many things, I can't explain clearly...In the past, Guanmo always thought it was his fault...Because of him, Young Master Tan and his family have turned upside down..."

"He once felt guilty and didn't want to drag Master Tan down, so he finally chose to leave this world."

As he said that, Shi Lin blinked at Jiang Yan: "If Master Tan hurt you, maybe he didn't want you to become a second Angus..."

He paused for a moment, then stared at his son's tombstone again: "Maybe Guan Mo has already figured it out..."

"He never did anything wrong. As a father, I admit that he was just not firm enough."

Bringing up the past again, the resentment and resentment of the past have disappeared on Shi Lin's face, and there is peace and peace: "My heart has come down to peace, and I think Guanmo is too."

Jiang Yan lowered his eyes after hearing the words, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Shi Lin smiled, and patted him on the back of the head twice like a father: "You may still have a lot to say to Guan Mo..."

"I'm going back to the manor to loosen the soil for the vines."

Immediately afterwards, his slightly bent back slowly disappeared on the path, and Jiang Yan's sight.

Jiang Yan raised his head again, and touched the bouquet of lilies of the valley stained with water droplets with his white fingertips.

He once read in Tan Tianzheng's diary that Shi Guanmo's favorite is lily of the valley. Tan Tianzheng compared him to a person as beautiful and fresh as lily of the valley. That kind of beauty once made Jiang Yan almost suffocated.

But now, he is full of indifference.

＊Aphrodite: Aphrodite (Greek:?φροδ?τη, English: Aphrodite), is the goddess of love and beauty in ancient Greek mythology, and one of the twelve main gods of Olympus.

* Cabernet Sauvignon (Cabernet Sauvignon) the world's most famous wine grape varieties.

＊Merlot and Cabernet Sauvignon are grape varieties that dominate many wine-producing regions. They are slightly different from Cabernet Sauvignon in character: they have higher alcohol content, softer tannins, and the wines produced are softer and more elegant.