The gray-blue-gray-blue sky obscured the light, so that the outline of the whole world became blurred, and the faint lines depicted the outline of the city in the hazy rain and fog, and only the traces of the wind could be judged by the swaying wind in the treetops, revealing a hint of life.

Then, a touch of gold was revealed from the layers of heavy haze, and the faint light dyed the surrounding fog with a light layer of pale pink, and the gloomy and dreary London inexplicably added a little romance and playfulness, making the smile on the corner of the mouth can't help but rise.

This is London - there is always a bright color in the gray sky, but not everyone can find it, not everyone can persist in pursuing it, only a very small group of people can follow the light to find the rainbow behind the dark clouds.

Again, this is a true portrayal of the Hall family.

"I kind of miss the weather. Lan Li's voice rang out with a shallow smile, "You can always find hope at the fork in the road of despair, which is much better than the perennially sunny Los Angeles and the stormy New York." There was a faint warmth in those words.

Philip couldn't help but glance in the rearview mirror again, "Young Master Lanli, you seem to be in a good mood. "To be precise, it should be particularly bright.

"Hmm. Lan Li simply admitted it neatly.

It is not an easy task to return to London, stand on your own, launch a counterattack, and draw a clear line, the bitterness and hardship of which can only be known by yourself, but after deciding to make a decision, the world becomes clear, Lan Li has never been afraid of unknown personalities, since he chooses to face the impact calmly, then he will meet the challenge head-on.

Setting out on the journey home again, Lan Li did not have the bitterness and hatred he imagined, endured humiliation, and did not give much meaning to this trip, but maintained a normal heart, and even changed a new perspective and re-examined the city, just like when he arrived in New York, where he will build a home of his own, start a new life, meet new challenges, and go all out to protect the warmth of his heart.

What's more, at this time, Philip was by his side, and his mixed and irritable moods calmed down, and naturally reflected in his words and deeds.

Heathrow Airport is not far from the city of London, only fifteen miles, if there is no traffic jam, you can drive to the city center area in 20 minutes, surrounded by paparazzi, the scenery outside the car window gradually becomes prosperous and lively - unlike New York, which is full of high-rise buildings. Unlike Los Angeles, which has a wide view, the city still retains a strong sense of life, except for the financial district, it is difficult to see large shopping malls or towering office buildings, and there is not even special planning and decoration, but it retains the appearance of the expansion of the city.

Occasionally, you can see small shops along the street with personality, occasionally you can see two- or three-story single-family villas, occasionally you can see apartment buildings built later, and occasionally you can see narrow to a little rugged alleys, but with a strong atmosphere of life, slowly spread out in front of you.

Navigating the west side of London, where small cars are parked on both sides, the various types of cars compress the already modest road into a one-way street, allowing only one car to pass through – even if it's just one car, you have to carefully control the speed and direction, and if you're not careful, you might have to hook up the car on the side, which is bad.

"Philip, did you do it on purpose?" Lan Li couldn't help but chuckle.

Although Lan Li didn't know much about the roads and directions, and he couldn't be sure where he was now, there was nothing wrong with the general direction of Chelsea and Kensington on the west side of the city, which also meant that all roads led to Rome, and this area was not the most central area of the city, with many different permutations leading to the destination, including wide eight-lane and narrow one-way streets.

Obviously, Philip now deliberately chose the most difficult one.

The paparazzi who followed behind were immediately embarrassed, because of the terrain, the huge car formation was forced to change into a narrow and long car line, following Philip's car in a string, and the group's bag advantage was immediately lost, and then evolved into a wedding pick-up procession.

The scene is somewhat hilarious.

The reason why Philip chose this way is self-evident: get rid of the paparazzi.

Although Lan Li didn't mind, Philip still caused trouble for the paparazzi within his ability, hoping to get that tail off.

There are a lot of paparazzi who follow the rear and can't grab a strong position, and a small number of paparazzi go straight forward to detour, hoping to complete the outflanking in front of Philip - in terms of terrain familiarity, they are definitely the top in the industry, and they are not afraid at all, while more paparazzi are trapped in the T-junction because they can't play it, and gradually form a traffic jam, unable to move forward or backward, and then the situation is blocked.

Immediately afterward, Philip's strategy succeeded-

When one of the cars failed to control the steering wheel, there was a slight deviation, rubbing against the parked vehicles on both sides, in order to avoid creating a greater disaster, it had to stop, and then all the subsequent vehicles were stuck in the middle of the road, and then a fault was formed, and the number of trailing vehicles immediately showed a cliff-like decline.

"God forbid. This is Philip's answer, he did not give the answer to Lan Li's question directly, but expressed his position in this way that is not relevant to the situation.

Lan Li couldn't help but chuckle, his eyes still catching the building next to the road, "Did you just pass by the Dalton Tennis Club?" Philip didn't answer, but silence was equal to affirmation, which made Lan Li's smile brighter and brighter, "Well, they really need God to bless." ”

The Dalton Tennis Club, a high-end private club located in Kensington on the west side of London, has a membership system, and must pay a high annual membership fee to secure its membership, and the club also strictly controls the number of new members every year - even if not as strict as the private clubs of the hereditary aristocracy, it still strives to ensure that the club can have a private and high-end environment.

Hereditary aristocrats do not come to the Dalton Tennis Club, but if necessary, they go to more intimate and professional clubs with hereditary membership or membership referral systems, or to Wimbledon's private tennis clubs for a rare vacation.

Despite this, the members who come to the Dalton Tennis Club still include political leaders, business celebrities, judges and lawyers, and other celebrities, Arthur has come here many times to talk about business, and Edith and Matthew have also come here occasionally to work, and Lan Li is no stranger.

It is precisely because of this that the cars parked at the entrance of the tennis club are all famous cars, Ferrari, Bentley, Rolls-Royce, Lamborghini, Aston Martin...... And so on and so forth, any bit of friction and collision can be fatal.

Philip looked in the rearview mirror, and then he could see a crowd of people getting out of the car one after another, gathering together with a bang, the ups and downs, the joys and sorrows, the expression changes, as if a human comedy was being staged, so that the quiet alleys were filled with all kinds of noise and emotions, even if you could not hear the details of the conversation, you could still feel that the turbulent emotions were rolling and spreading.

Then, with a single turn, all the noise in the rearview mirror vanished, and even the paparazzi who were following Philip's car seemed a little quiet, and in an instant it was divided into two worlds, and in the midst of all those curses and chagrin, the figure of the vehicle disappeared.

Then, Philip did the same trick again, going around in circles twice, getting rid of some of the paparazzi again, and finally only two cars were left to follow like an ointment, which he couldn't get rid of, but gradually, some of the paparazzi also began to wander around, because they also realized that Philip was circling around a specific area, which also meant that Lan Li's destination might be near here, and they could run around or run into a dead mouse.

Unexpectedly, after Philip shook off the large army, he headed east with a single turn, leaving a swarm of headless flies whirling behind.

The only remaining paparazzi couldn't help but be full of question marks, and they couldn't understand at all, where was Lan Li's destination?

In fact, even Lan Li didn't know his destination, but he didn't ask, just followed Philip's guidance, walking between the city roads, looking at the life scene of the city a little lazily, enjoying a rare moment of peace, just like a vacation.

"Young Master Lan Li, we've arrived. Philip reminded.

Lan Li then withdrew his gaze and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh, why did you choose this piece? Arthur's decision is still Matthew's?"

"Master Matthew said, you like that row of trees. Philip nodded and said, but also gave the answer that Lan Li wanted.

Following Philip's words, Lan Li looked out the other side of the car window, and then he could see a neat row of trees laid out, hiding the low buildings of stone gray, faintly seeing the verdant lawn and clear lake, and closing his eyes to smell a hint of summer - although now the whole of London has opened its mind to autumn.

This is his home.

Then, in the midst of the verdant and dark gray, Lan Li saw Matthew's familiar figure, dressed in a black suit and white shirt, standing in front of a black wooden door, with his hands crossed in front of him, quietly waiting for Lan Li's arrival, and in the dimness, the milky yellow light on the porch lit up like this.

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