Yunxi looked at Grantham suspiciously, with a rare look of surprise: "Wish? ”

If this person guessed correctly, he didn't need to open his mouth if he wanted anything, and his subordinates couldn't wait to serve 24 hours a day, how could there be a wish that was not fulfilled?

"Hmm, wish." He put down his coffee cup and looked out the window quietly, revealing a kind of vague leisure.

The next moment, he took her hand, turned around and pushed open the door of the shop, and walked all the way to the south.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and the pedestrians who come and go look in a hurry, as if they can never stop the rhythm.

Yunxi let him lead him all the way, crossed the trail, stepped onto the old old road, and finally stopped on the south bank of the Thames.

She looked at the giant building in front of her, and then at Grantham beside her, with a subtle expression: "You, don't you want me to accompany you up and sit?" ”

With a slight touch of her slender and slender fingers, it was the wheel of the millennium that slowly turned - the London Eye.

It was the world's first and once the world's largest observation wheel, and at 443 feet it once caught the world's attention.

The large building has a total of 32 cabins, each of which can carry about 25 passengers, all of which are air-conditioned and cannot open windows.

"There's no better place to look out over the panorama of London than the London Eye." He smiled slightly, let go of the hand holding Yunxi, and ran to the ticket office alone to start selling tickets and standing in line with a bunch of tourists queuing.

Yunxi was a little confused about what this person was thinking.

With his identity and experience, how could he not have sat on the London Eye? Why do you have to pull her?

She shook her head, only thinking that this person had probably been bothered by Christina lately, and that he would think of such a child's game.

Ferris wheel?

Yunxi held her forehead with her hand, she had never sat on such a naïve girl in her life.

Seeing that the long queue was a hundred meters away, Yunxi simply leaned to the side to rest, looking at the scenery of the Thames River at will.

By the time Grantham got the ticket back, it was already past seven o'clock, and the entire Thames River had already been lit up with bright lights, like an endless Milky Way, falling on the hurried riverbank, dazzling and gorgeous.

"Let's go, let's go up." He handed the ticket to the staff checking the ticket and pulled Yunxi step by step to a cabin.

The transparent glass around is like a hood, enveloping the entire cabin of 25 people.

The speed was not fast, but in the blink of an eye, they had risen from the horizon and slowly rose into mid-air.

It feels amazing.

Obviously thinking that it was a stupid amusement park facility, Yunxi was protected by Grantham and stood at the front of the glass, and saw the entire elegant ancient city showing a bewitching appearance that was different from the daytime, which was introduced into the bottom of his eyes.

The Capitol Building, which they had only visited in the morning, was heading at this moment, and the luxurious and gorgeous stone carvings, ornaments, and beautiful silhouettes all seemed to be moistened by the dark night, exuding a kind of cold and gorgeous.

On the ancient river, the boats lit up the dark water, like diamonds and treasures, drifting away with the waves.

London at night -

Yunxi quietly looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him, almost unable to take his eyes off.

At 7:30 a.m., Big Ben suddenly struck, and the whole sound was distorted, and someone looked up, just in front of their downward gaze, revealing a friendly and easy smile.

At this moment, Yunxi seemed to understand a little why, Grantham would say that there is no better place to overlook the panoramic view of London than the London Eye.

And just as she had been quietly looking at the beautiful scenery, Grantham beside her never took her eyes off her from beginning to end.

When the ascending cabin was about to reach the highest place, it suddenly shook for some reason, and the people in the entire cabin were a little flustered, and some people couldn't help but start to exclaim, and the next moment they were chaotic and crashed directly into the corner where Yunxi was.

Grantham leaned sideways, directly behind Yunxi, and snorted softly.

Yunxi was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around, he saw that the green-eyed tourist was hitting Grantham's ribs, obviously also a little dazed, and he hadn't woken up.

Yunxi pulled his side, ready to check how he was injured, but he blocked it: "It's okay, I just touched it." The slight shaking was just a moment, and the whole cabin was back to normal, and the tourist apologized to Grantham, and glanced at Yunxi by the way, not knowing what was going on in his head, and his expression was a little strange.

The mood of watching the scenery was mostly dispersed.

The rest of the time, Yunxi just looked at the starlight at the bottom of his feet faintly, and he didn't have the surprisingly amazing appearance just now.

Grantham sighed unconsciously.

I've known her for so long, and it seems that I've been moving towards my goal. Regardless of her opponents, she always seems to be going farther and faster than others. However, how much resistance does she have to bear behind this, and how much pressure does she have to bear when facing difficulties?

She's only twenty. He didn't understand why she couldn't stop and take a good rest, life was not only about business and work.

She travels all over the world, but she never pays attention to the scenery along the way, as if she is always a passerby in a hurry.

So young, but so old-minded.

He unconsciously touched the ends of her hair, and there was a slight bitterness in his eyes.

Yunxi raised his head and looked into those blue eyes, slightly stunned, I don't know why Grantham was suddenly so sentimental.

There was a strange silence between the two.

"Cluck" -

Softly.

The Ferris wheel, which had been spinning in a circle, stopped.

Yunxi got out of the cabin with the other tourists. In the crowd, Grantham always stood in front of her, as if he had been like this since the first meeting, and his demeanor was so personable that the eyes of many women around him involuntarily turned around.

Suddenly, there was a noise in the distance, as if surprised, as if shocked, and many people gathered around to make a sound of real admiration and amazement.

Yunxi glanced at it a little strangely, but found that the inner and outer three floors were full of people, obviously surrounding the most eye-catching point.

Strangely, the enclosed point seemed to be moving all the time, and slowly, the crowd of onlookers automatically divided into two groups, as if they were automatically retreating, quietly giving way to the man.

The distance was really a little far, and Yunxi could only vaguely see that it was a man walking slowly.

And the direction in which he walked .......

Yunxi squinted his eyes, and a trace of different color looked at the bottom of his eyes.

If she wasn't mistaken, the man seemed to be heading in her and Grantham's direction, all the way.

Gradually, the distance is getting closer.

The bright night of London illuminated the man's appearance clearly, as if it were printed with a layer of moonlight.

At that moment, Yunxi lowered his eyes slightly, and finally realized why the tourists were so trembling.

Plain under the moon, brocade clothes at night.

It seems that there is no one in this world who is more suitable for these two words than the person in front of him.

Grantham obviously also noticed Qiao Zimo, the ink color was slightly darker, and he turned his head to look at Yunxi, but saw that there was no look in her eyes, not shocked, moody.

A wisp of speculation flashed in his heart, but before he could speak, Qiao Zimo on the opposite side had already walked slowly.

"It's a good night trip to London. I haven't seen you for a few days, but I didn't expect to meet here. Qiao Zimo's voice is like a string soaked in mist, and with a slight stroke, you can play a movement. In the face of so many prying eyes around him, he was chilled in the wind, smiling without revealing it.

Grantham bowed his head slightly, "What a coincidence. ”

These words are three points mysterious and seven points polite, but people can't guess whether he really thinks that this "chance encounter" is a coincidence, or something else.

Yunxi also smiled slightly, and the cold wind blew a wisp of emanation from her ears, as if the whole person was a little ethereal and unreal. "The eldest prince is not with you?"

This person has always had the same itinerary as Zhuo Feng, and recently I only heard that Zhuo Feng went to the United States, but I didn't expect him to be here.

Qiao Zimo looked at her deeply, and did not answer, just smiled lightly.

This smile made the eyes of the tourists who were stunned suddenly light up, and some even took out their cameras.

Yunxi subconsciously frowned.

Grantham was about to speak, but the cell phone in his coat pocket rang.

He glanced down at the caller ID, but before he could react, he saw Qiao Zimo walking to Leng Yunxi's side and gently holding her wrist in his hand very naturally.

Yunxi was stunned, and the warmth touched by his fingertips was extremely unfamiliar. Unlike Grantham, the image of this man was never gentle and merciful, but rather stronger than her grandfather's iron-blooded man. Even though his appearance was so stunning, she subconsciously wanted to keep a little distance from this person.

"Change places, it's too noisy here." seemed to know the discomfort in Yunxi's heart, and before she could pull out her wrist, Qiao Zimo had already let go of her palm, took off the coat on her body, and draped it behind her: "Be careful of the wind." ”

Yunxi was stunned, this person just took her temperature? That's why you came to shake her hand?

The music on the phone is still ringing.

Qiao Zimo glanced at Grantham: "Don't you answer the phone?" ”

Grantham's gaze was still on the hand he had just held Yunxi, his expression was slightly dull, and he held the phone and did not answer.

At this moment, all the onlookers only felt that the eyes of these two men were full of interest and speculation.

Looking at each other, there seems to be a ray of light sprang up. Sometimes the condensed atmosphere of the air is stirred, with an inexplicable depth.

Yunxi's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, feeling that he was simply performing an eight-o'clock stall here, or the kind that was watched for free.

The temperature of her fingertips had long since dissipated, but the coat draped behind her seemed to be full of the person's breath, surrounding her.

I was about to interrupt the two of them, but Grantham suddenly smiled lazily, picked up the phone in his hand, made an apologetic gesture to her, and stepped aside.

Obviously, the people around him were slightly stunned because of his move, and then there was a sigh of regret.

Yunxi looked at these people with some tears and laughter, could it be that they just thought that these two people had some abyssal enmity? Why do they all look like they are looking forward to the scene of the "duel"?

"It seems that Grantham doesn't want us to hear his call." Qiao Zimo glanced indifferently at someone who was answering the phone, and walked calmly towards the other side of the riverbank.

Of course, his hands seemed to be helping Yunxi sort out his coat. Inevitably, the clothes fell to the ground, and Yunxi had to move with his footsteps.

Grantham stood quietly by the river, watching the two men walk towards each other one after the other, his eyes darkened, and finally turned into a faint smile on his lips, very light and very shallow.

"Grantham, are you listening to me?" The person on the phone was clearly dissatisfied with his single-mindedness and raised his voice impatiently.

"Listen again." He smiled and turned back, resuming the topic just now: "I'll go back tomorrow, don't worry." ”

"Forget it, you don't like Christina, and I can't force you. It's better to make it clear sooner rather than later. On the other end of the phone, the woman who spoke rubbed her temples and sighed regretfully. Suddenly, as if thinking of something, I pulled out an issue of the magazine on the table. Looking at the two people in the photo above, they were slightly distracted. "Son, are you ......?"

Grantham heard the sound of the paper being turned open across the other side, and with a little thought he knew what his mother was thinking.

"Perhaps, I have been looking for so long and finally found it." The voice of muttering and sighing unconsciously came out of his mouth, and Grantham himself did not know how gentle his expression was at this moment.