Switzerland.

Alps. From the Mediterranean coast near Nice in the southeast of France in the west, through northern Italy, southern Switzerland, Liechtenstein, southwestern Germany, and the Vienna Basin in Austria in the east, it runs through and connects six countries, and is a famous snow-capped mountain range in Europe.

But here, in the midst of the Alps, there is an old castle that no one knows when it was born, because most of the people who date back to that period are dead.

But as one of the world's largest private castles, it's enough to be endowed with some extraordinary stories.

Some say that the castle was once baptized by war, revenge, murder, horror, romance or desperate love, and now it is silent in the hustle and bustle of modern times, but its ornate and extravagant decoration and the mysterious structure of its interior have long been the subject of interest to people all over the world.

No one knows who the real owner of this castle is, only that it is inhabited by an old man and many bodyguards belonging to the children of the family, and the castle does not belong to any of the six countries of the Alps, some say that it is in its own vein, not subject to the laws of any country, and in the realm of the Alps, you must obey its jurisdiction and system.

Visitors who ski in the Alps all year round take pictures of this magnificent and sacred castle from far away from another snow-capped mountain with their own large-lens camera. Since it was exposed a century ago, the whole world knows about this unknown castle, but until today, the close-up or interior of this castle has never been revealed, and there are too many legends about it among the people, resulting in this castle being exaggerated as mysterious and aristocratic.

Today, the castle is guarded for ten kilometers around it, and the gentle sunlight shines on the silvery snow and the entire mountain range glows with a dazzling silver light. net

At this time, the gate of the castle was opened by a huge chain under the operation of the intelligent mechanism, and then one after another extended Mercedes-Benz and Bentley drove out to lead the way in front, and there were six Mercedes-Benz and Bentley extended cars in front, and in the middle of the team was a black hand-made Rolls-Royce series extended car that was the only one in the world, followed by four Mercedes-Benz and Bentley unhurriedly.

The convoy came out of the castle and drove through lakes, mountains and rivers everywhere it went, and pedestrians took pictures and pointed them out.

When the convoy entered the territory of France, those soldiers saw the dragon head flag planted in front of the convoy, immediately saluted, and then let it go, and no one dared to stop and search.

This row are expensive stretch cars have become a scenery on the French road, especially the black car that was hand-made by Rolls-Royce, which was just exposed in recent years. This kind of ability seems to be impossible for those chieftains and tyrants in the Middle East.

The convoy traveled a long way to the romantic Loire Valley, known as the French Garden. It was approaching sunset, and the car stopped at a manor house that had been set up with a lush garden.

A young man stepped down from a Bentley sedan in front of him, and hurriedly trotted over to open the door for the black extended dragon sedan:

"Master Fu, it's here. ”

An old man walked out of the car with a cane in a gray hair, when he saw this garden, his eyes were already cloudy and moist, he tidied up his old man's suit, the buttons were meticulous, the wrinkled hand wiped the hair around his ears to prevent the broken hair from being blown down by the wind so easily, and the middle-aged man who supported him behind his back gently patted the dust on his clothes, and the very strict appearance was all the old man's own requirements.

Finally, he leaned on crutches and said to everyone who had already gotten out of the car: "Just wait for me here." ”

Everyone bowed.

Fu Ye walked into the garden, and saw withered flowers hanging, which he personally plucked along the way, and when he came to a tombstone, his eyes were soaked and he sat down.

"Young grandma, Ah Fu came to see you again and confessed to you. An old man cried like a child, prostrate in front of the tombstone: "Ah Fu I'm sorry you didn't protect you, the young master didn't kill me more than killing Ah Fu, it's been four years, and the young master has never come back"

Chinese.

Yanjing City, in the Yang family's villa.

When Su Chen and Yang Yiru came back, Wang Meilian and Yang Shanlong suddenly pushed a cake cart at the door and made a surprise attack.

Yang Yiru remembered it and hurriedly laughed in surprise.

Su Chen asked, "Today is your birthday."

Yang Yiru shook her head and smiled: "No, it is the anniversary of my successful operation, and it is also the day to commemorate Ms. Meng Yao, who transplanted her heart to me, three years ago today was the day she donated her heart to me." ”

Yang Yiru found that when she finished speaking, she actually found that Su Chen's eyes were red, and Yang Yiru was curious: "What's wrong with you?"

Su Chen wiped his tears and took a breath: "It's okay, I'm just moved by your actions, I'll miss you first." ”

With that, he ran upstairs.

Su Chen didn't go back to his room, but walked to the balcony and looked in a certain direction, and the sky was a little gray at the moment. Su Chen tilted his head and closed his eyes to prevent tears from flowing, today is Meng Yao's death day, he thought that the three years in this prison would see this day away, but obviously not, it was still like a scarred wound.

Yang Yiru didn't know when she followed, and when she saw Su Chen looking at the other side of the mountain, she walked over curiously and said, "Are you really okay?"

Su Chen quickly came back to his senses, took out a cigarette from his bag, lit it, and took a puff: "It's okay, I'm just coming up to watch the sunset." Just now you said that the matter of paying tribute to the benefactor reminded me of something, so I came up to evacuate my feelings. By the way, can I also commemorate her with you?"

Yang Yiru smiled: "Of course, let's eat cake together for a while, my parents also prepared a little wine." ”

Su Chen quipped: "Do you still want to buy drunk?"

Speaking of this, Yang Yiru lowered her head shyly, looking different and cute in the light of sunset and dusk. She turned around and shook her skirt and walked down the stairs, "Hurry down." ”

Su Chen nodded, and then looked into the distance: "Meng Yao, you saved a good person, maybe you are right to do this." ”

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