Lin Ziheng had already shown her her intentions, of course she couldn't pretend not to know the way, before, she had thought about forgetting Lu Sheng's acceptance of him, but a trip to Japan made her understand that the fist-sized hot land in her body, she could only fit one person, and only that person, in the years when she didn't know the way, he stopped there, took root, sprouted, and then dissolved into her blood, seeped into her soul, and since then she has been lovesick for a lifetime.

For Lin Ziheng, she can only say sorry, if she can be friends, she is willing to treat him sincerely, but in addition to friends, she can't give him more, she hopes that he can also understand this.

Arriving in Los Angeles at noon in the local area, the city has just recovered from the silence of the early morning, like a giant sneezing in the morning and the fog.

"This is my apartment here. The taxi stopped next to the spacious street, and Lin Ziheng got out of the car and took out his luggage.

Luo hoped that in front of him, in the green bushes, rows of courtyard-style buildings, with elegant colors and exquisite shapes, and almost all of them in this area are such single-family houses.

The urban area of Los Angeles is vast, unlike City A, where every inch of land is expensive, and places where high-rise buildings can be built will never be used to put such small yards.

Lin Ziheng took out the key to open the door, "Usually there are part-time workers to clean it, it won't be too dirty, come in." ”

The layout of the room is simple, and it is simple and stylish everywhere.

"When are we going to find someone?"

"Aren't you tired after a dozen hours on the plane?" he walked upstairs, "I'll clean up your room, you sleep, and we'll go again." ”

It was a bumpy ride, and Roshi was indeed a little tired, and the wound was also aching.

It's just lying in bed, and because of jet lag, she can't sleep at all, it's quiet outside the window, so quiet that she is more and more awake, this trip to the United States, her heart has been up and down, if the person is killed and refuses to tell the truth, then what should she do, this is her only clue.

Lin Ziheng was sitting on the sofa reading the local newspaper, and when he heard footsteps on the stairs, he looked up and smiled and pointed to his eyes.

Roshi ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, only to find two dark circles under his eyes.

"Didn't you fall asleep, did you?" Lin Ziheng stood outside the door, "Does the wound hurt?"

"A little bit. ”

"I'll take the anti-inflammatory medicine in a while, rest until the evening, and then we'll set off again. ”

She didn't stubborn anymore, and when she got here, she listened to his arrangements all.

In the evening, he ate a special meal that combines Chinese and Western cuisine in the local Chinatown, and he asked, "Is it delicious?"

She was a little excited, she had something on her mind, and she was in a foreign country, but she didn't want to spoil his interest, and she was always very active, "It's delicious." ”

Walking to the bottom of the archway with the three big characters of Chinatown written on it, he suddenly proposed, "Let's take a photo." ”

Seeing that he was in high spirits, Luo Xi pulled down the collar of his cotton suit and asked the camera, "Is this look okay?"

He held his mobile phone in one hand and arranged her sideburns with the other, gentle and delicate like a caring couple, and the young Chinese who passed by all cast envious glances.

He made an OK gesture, "Smile." ”

She thought about what kind of gesture, stretched out two fingers and immediately retracted them, saying that the scissor hand position was stupid, and at the last time, she just put her hands in the pockets of her cotton clothes and smiled at the camera.

The raucous crowd behind him immediately became the background, and she stood there smiling, his eyes confused, and he thought that if time could freeze like a photograph, he hoped to keep that smile forever.

He handed the phone to a passer-by, then walked up to her and put a hand on her shoulder, "Quick, laugh." ”

She tugged at the corners of her slightly stiff mouth and laughed.

Lin Ziheng was very satisfied with this group photo, "You can use it as a magazine cover." ”

She just smiled at his stinky beauty.

Bidding farewell to Chinatown, the two took a taxi to the community that Lin Ziheng said before, Luo Xi was very worried in the car, for fear that the person's whereabouts would quietly evaporate after their whereabouts were exposed, and the most obvious thing proved that her worries were superfluous, and the small building behind the gate was still brightly lit.

Lin Ziheng stretched out his hand to hold her hand, obviously feeling a trace of coolness in the palm of his hand, and he whispered, "It's okay, I'm here." ”

At this time, she was very grateful to have him by her side, if she was alone, on the streets of Los Angeles, which she was not familiar with, she really didn't know where to go.

Lin Ziheng rang the doorbell, and soon a black woman came to open the door, "Who are you looking for?"

Similarly, Lin Ziheng replied to her in English, "Mr. Tom." ”

"Please come in. The black woman opened the door to one side, "Mr. Tom is eating, please wait a moment." ”

"It's good, thank you. ”

Perhaps it was Lin Ziheng's outstanding appearance and polite attitude, the black woman actually smiled at him and raised her voice at the same time, "Mr. Tom, someone is looking for you." ”

The man called Tom was actually an authentic Chinese, and as soon as he appeared at the door, Roshi recognized him and lost his voice: "Uncle Wu." ”

When Wu Xu saw the girl in front of him, his face changed unnaturally, he opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

"Uncle Wu, do you remember me, I am Luo Xi, Luo Chenggong's daughter. Luo Xi was obviously very excited, stepped forward and grabbed Wu Xu's sleeve, and his beautiful eyes radiated a crystal light.

When she met her old acquaintance in a foreign country, her confidence soared a little more, as if the truth was in front of her and would be revealed immediately.

Wu Xu sighed, "It's Xixi, it's hard for you to find here, but I know the purpose of your visit, I'm sorry, I don't know anything about your father." ”

"Uncle Wu, you have been with your father back then, how could you not know about his affairs? What did he go to prison for, what happened here? Can you tell me, please. Luo Xi's pleading and anxious eyes made Lin Ziheng unbearable, and he gently wrapped his arms around her shoulders on the side, "Mr. Wu, I also told you before, as long as you are willing to tell us the truth, whatever reward you want, I can give it to you." ”

Lin Ziheng is a businessman, he knows that in this world, truth and friendship are sometimes worthless, and few people are not moved in front of real money.

Wu Xu still shook his head, "I'm sorry, Xixi, please understand my distress, I really don't know anything, even if I know what I do, I won't say it, I'm glad to meet you, but I hope never to meet again in the future." ”

After Wu Xu finished speaking, he turned around and left, but Luo Xi grabbed his sleeve and refused to let go, "Uncle Wu, I beg you, I really beg you." ”

"I'm sorry. Wu Xu shook off her hand, strode away, turned his head and said something to the American woman next to him, the woman looked at Lin Ziheng sympathetically, and said, "SORRY." ”

The door slowly closed in front of the two of them, and on the stairs on the second floor walked a graceful and luxurious woman, even at home, still dressed delicately and expensively, and she asked in a coquettish voice, "My dear, what happened?"

The latter words were directly cut off by the gate, and Roshi stood in place, dazed.

Lin Ziheng gently hugged her and comforted: "Don't be discouraged, I may have a way." ”