Turkey, the old city of Istanbul, where the April sun paves faintly on the old walls of flower gray.

In the quiet afternoon, the alleys of the old city echo the sound of hurried footsteps, and you will see the figures of two young men and women in the half-meter-wide alley along the footsteps, which are two Asian faces, a woman with clear eyebrows and a tall man, the woman walks in front and the man follows closely behind, once the woman's pace slows down, the man's pace slows down, the woman's pace accelerates, and the man's footsteps follow suit.

There are two possible scenarios for this to happen, one is that there may be a couple who are fighting, and the other is that a man traveling to Istanbul meets a girl who falls in love at first sight at the market and wants to have an affair.

People who carefully observe the pair of men and women will probably guess in their hearts that if there is no accident, it should be the second possibility, and the expression of the woman walking in front is panicked, and it is obvious that she and the man behind her have never known each other.

You know, the houses in this old town are about a century old, and no one wants to live here anymore, so if a man wants to do something, even if a woman tears her throat and screams, no one will hear it.

The half-meter-wide alley grew narrower and deeper as the irregular old houses grew narrower and deeper, and fine beads of sweat began to form on the woman's forehead.

At this moment, Mu Youen didn't dare to reach out to wipe the sweat beads on her forehead, her palms were also full of sweat, she couldn't let the men behind her see that she was a coward, even if her cowardice was really small.

She also couldn't let the man see the lie she had told him soon.

"I was born and raised here." Not long ago, Mu Youen, who was facing the man who was pestering him, said this, the reason why he said this is nothing more than to use the majesty of the landlord to warn the man that this is my territory, you don't mess around, and at the same time you can give yourself courage, she doesn't have much experience in dealing with strange men.

But at this time, Mu Youen had a vague premonition that things should not be so simple.

Clenched her fists and quickened her pace, Mu Youen knew that the best way to deal with it now was to have a third person appear in this alley, but today because it was a Monday and an afternoon break, it seemed that there was very little chance that a third person would appear, so she had to take the initiative to find a third person by herself, which made Mu Youen feel bad that the situation was getting worse and worse.

First of all, she is not familiar with this area at all, and secondly, the width of the alley is getting narrower and narrower, and the houses are getting older and older, and she looks ahead, ten meters away is a curve, and after turning that curve, there is another curve hundreds of meters away, and the street is getting narrower and narrower after turning that corner, and the end of the V-shaped alley makes Mu Youen desperate, will it be a blocked wall waiting for her? What's next?

An Tuohai, what to do?

Mu Youen, who is very timid, has a mantra, An Tuohai, what should I do? What should I do if it's Tuo when I'm coquettish? What if it's An Tuohai when he's really scared?

There were about a hundred steps left, and a hundred steps turned into fifty steps, and Mu Youen's legs were shaking, and she could almost see the black wall, and she could almost see the man blocking her against the wall and tearing off her skirt.

What was she going to do then? Then she must have done something she had always dreamed of, spit on the man's face, and she was going to say to him: Bastard, my man will cut off your head and hang your head on the wall.

Just like the old Norse tales, the knight returned home to see the epitaph of his fiancée, and on a moonlit night, the knight wielded his sword and cut off the head of the villain who had defiled his fiancée, and he hung the villain's head on the city gate to comfort his fiancée's spirit.

Ten steps, Mu Youen did not see the black wall.

Five steps, Mu Youen smiled.

The Mediterranean sun fills the round white square, which is filled with colorful spices, a spice market, small but enough for Mu Youen.

Stepping through the narrow arched door, Mu Youen stepped on the white bricks of the square, and chose to stop in front of a spice shop, the owner of which she had left hand over was a burly man with a burly build, and it should be more than enough to deal with the strange man behind her.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Mu Youen turned back to face the man who had been following her and claiming that she looked like his lover.

The rules of accosting men: Opening the sentence in front of a girl who agrees with you and saying that you and one of my friends look alike will achieve good results.

"Sir, I think you'll stop here, and I'll call the police if you continue." Mu Youen said to the man, as she said these words, she put her hands behind her back, picked up the phone from her bag and pressed the power button, her phone has a positioning system, and as she turned on the phone, Senna would soon find her.

"Zhao Shannon." The man looked at her, muttering the name she had heard from the man at the antique fair not long ago.

Not again! Mu Youen strengthened his courage, cleared his voice, and said: "Sir, are you going to tell me such a story next, that woman who is said to look like me is Zhao Xiangnong is your lover, you love each other deeply, but one day she left you." ”

The rule of accosting a man: after a good result, it is best that the friend he is talking about is dead, which will evoke the innate pity of women.

The man's eyes were staring at her in a state of confusion.

Mu Youen continued: "The departure here is gone, she is dead......"

Mu Youen's next words were pinched in her throat, and the man's thumb and forefinger pressed the cartilage of her neck so that she couldn't say a word.

Mu Youen grabbed the man's hand, and at a very close distance, she saw that the man's face was distorted, and the pleasing facial features became hideous because of the distortion of the face, and what was even more frightening than the hideous face was his voice, like a trapped beast: she was not dead...

Fear made Mu Youen have to echo the man's hard nod.

The man let go of her, took a step back, and muttered: She's not dead, she's not dead......

Glancing at the owner of the spice shop, the one who didn't seem to have the slightest idea of righteousness and courage, Mu Youen could only admit that he was unlucky, and now she was not as confident as she was just now, taking advantage of the man's distraction and not caring about her opportunity Mu Youen wanted to sneak away, and as soon as his feet moved, he was scolded by the man fiercely: Stop!

After another glance at the spice shop, Mu Youen stopped helplessly.

"You said your name is not Zhao Xiangnon?"

Mu Youen nodded, she had explained to him many times in the antique market, she was not called Zhao Xiangnong.

Her name is Mu Youen, she lives in a small town more than 200 kilometers from Istanbul, the town is yeil in Turkish, the Chinese means green, vibrant, the town is located in the north-central region to grow melons and fruits, the town is as vibrant as its name suggests, she comes from an immigrant family, her father and mother left China to come to Turkey when she was eight years old.

At this moment, Mu Youen couldn't wait to recite his family's genealogy to this man.

The man nodded, making such a request to her.

"Can you read me a name?"

Mu Youen nodded in a hurry.

Slowly, the man read: "Kashiwahara embroidery".

In the sensitive sense of some women, Mu Youen felt as if the man was imitating another voice to pronounce the name, a little anxious and a little rushed.

"Kashiwahara embroidery." Mu Youen followed the man's obedient reading, and her voice was a little hoarse because her throat was tightly pinched by the man just now.

The man frowned.

As soon as she saw the man frowning, Mu Youen panicked, and from the expression on the man's face, she deduced that the man was obviously dissatisfied with her voice, and hurriedly cleared his voice to make his voice back to normal.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Youen slowly pronounced out the name.

"Kashiwahara embroidery."

The "Kashiwahara embroidery" that came out of her mouth again made the man's eyes stare at her deeply, and at that moment, Mu Youen felt that the man's heart was sad, his eyes gradually became dim, and there was a kind of precipitated sadness against the white mottled square.

He stared blankly at her.

Mu Youen didn't dare to move, praying in her heart that Senna would find her soon, and she promised that she would obediently listen to An Tuohai's words and not sneak out when she returned.

Turkey straddles the Eurasian continent, the special geographical location makes this country the most diverse country of people, plus the southwest is adjacent to Syria, Iraq, and Iran in the east, so An Tuohai is always afraid that she will disappear inexplicably, even if Mu Youen is twenty-eight years old, but in the eyes of An Tuohai, she is the little girl who has always been very timid, and always dare not raise her hand to answer the teacher's questions every time she goes to class.

In fact, this time it was really Mu Youen who sneaked out without telling An Tuohai.

"Sir, do you need me to read it again?" Mu Youen asked the man flatteringly.

The appearance in the man's eyes became more and more dim because of her words, and there was a hint of hope in his eyes as he looked at her face carefully.

"Original embroidery." The man spoke.

Uh, does this man mean to ask her to read along?

"You read, original embroidery." The man said.

"You read, original embroidery." Mu Youen followed the man closely.

She had just finished reading the man's irritable voice: "Zhao Xiangnong, when did you become so stupid?" It's not that you read the original embroidery, it's the original embroidery, and you don't need to bring it in. ”

Belch...... It is said that she is Mu Youen, she is not Zhao Xiangnong, and she is not smart, she belongs to the kind of person who is decent, and she is similar to passerby A.

Mu Youen hurriedly used an OK gesture to suppress the man's affection, she didn't want her throat to be choked again.

The man took a deep breath and looked at her, with a looming tenderness in his eyes, and read: "Original embroidery." ”

Presumably, in the time she didn't know, there must have been someone who gently called that name day after day, that pronunciation, and perhaps behind that pronunciation there was a faint sadness.

Otherwise, where does the sorrow in her heart come from at this moment?

"Original embroidery." She lowered her voice and read softly.

The inexplicable love that came out of her heart made Mu Youen hope that the name she pronounced out of her mouth would dispel the gloom in the man's eyes.

This is Istanbul, the blue of the Aegean Sea gives birth to the blue sky of Istanbul, and the blue sky of Istanbul does not tolerate lies and sorrows.

Mu Youen believes that standing in front of her, she doesn't know what her name is, where she comes from, where she will go, and the man who has the same skin color and speaks the same language with her must have a sad past.

In that sad past, there must have been a woman named Zhao Xiangnon, they loved each other, and then, one day, the man found that Zhao Xiangnong was gone, gone.

Zhao Xiangnon died.

A long wind blew from the V-shaped alley, and she couldn't help but shiver as she stood at the outlet.

ps: The author has something to say to read and important information to convey!

In Istanbul's Spice Square, the woman standing in front of her has exactly the same appearance as her, with fair skin and clear eyebrows, and a sweet appearance at first glance.

Many people who have met Zhao Shannon describe her as a morning breeze in the field, a lovely matcha ice cream in the summer, at first, Kashiwahara thought so, until he put the engagement ring on her finger he still thinks so, that is the girl he thinks is the most suitable to stand with him for the rest of his life, with a fresh appearance, simple and simple, without any bad habits.

But later Kashiwahara Xiu learned that it was Zhao Xiangnong who could deceive people in the world, and she used her sweet smile to hide the long fangs in her mouth.

Finally, one day, in the midst of laughter and tears, she used her fangs to tear open the string of shackles that bound her to grow up.

The wanton recklessness that belongs to Zhao Xiangnon is so short that it makes people sigh, just like her life.

There is an epitaph in a park in Chicago, and the owner of the epitaph is called Zhao Shannon, whose life stopped at the beautiful age of twenty-five.

Everyone said she was dead, everyone had seen the obituary that was delivered by her father himself, and everyone believed that the twenty-five-year-old Zhao Xiangnong was forever sleeping at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean.

But in this all people do not include Kashiwahara embroidery.

Some Western philosophers say that the day and night of missing is a parallel thinking of this time and space, this kind of thinking refers to a certain connection that exists, Kashiwahara embroidery firmly believes that Zhao Xiangnon still exists in this time and space, all his thoughts about her will be so strong, Kashiwahara embroidery firmly believes that one day he will see Zhao Xiangnong again.

Two hours earlier, at the antique market in Istanbul, Kashiwahara had reached out to a vase with a very delicate carving, and at the same time his hand was reaching for the vase, with another hand, fair-skinned, slender, and instinctively looking for the owner of the hand.

Under the brightly painted corridor, the two faces were separated by a distance of dozens of centimeters, and their eyes reflected each other's appearances, and at that moment, Kashiwahara felt that he had fallen into a beautiful dream, and in the language of various countries, he heard his trembling voice emit a string of Chinese pronunciations: Zhao Xiangnong.

How could Kashiwahara embroidery admit Zhao Xiangnong wrong? How could Kashiwahara embroidery not recognize Zhao Xiangnong's appearance!

Bai Yuan embroidered looked at the woman in front of him, the woman who looked exactly the same as Zhao Xiangnon, no, she was Zhao Xiangnong, he would definitely prove that she was Zhao Xiangnong.

Now Kashiwahara is proving to the world that women follow his demands.

"Original embroidery." She lowered her voice and read softly.

An inch of acacia and an inch of gray!

The "original embroidery" that came out of the woman's mouth shattered the thoughts he had been missing day and night for three years into ashes, Zhao Xiangnong was not such a voice, and Zhao Xiangnong's name was never this kind of voice.

"Sir." The woman leaned her face closer to him, and her voice cautiously tentatively said, "Perhaps, do you need me to read it again?" Why don't you tell me how to pronounce it, and do you want to pronounce it with a tongue-curling sound? ”

The woman's words once again made Kashiwahara Xiu's heart sink into the deep sea, and the woman's serious expression looked at Kashiwahara Xiu's eyes as stupid as a pig, maybe ......

Even if she realized something in her heart, Ke Bai Yuanxiu still stared at the woman's face, Zhao Xiangnong has always been a good acting master, and she deceived many people.

After not responding for a long time, Mu Youen felt embarrassed and plucked up his courage: "That... I'm going to leave if I don't need it, sir, that ...... My friends must be looking for me everywhere right now. ”

The body and the man pulled out a certain distance, and Mu Youen's eyes searched the square to find Senua's figure, and the sunlight in the square made her eyes habitually narrow.

Mu Youen didn't find Senna in the square, and when she pulled her gaze back to the man's face again, she found that the man's expression at this moment was very different from the one just now.

If the last second the man's expression showed that he was in hell, then the second the man's face showed that he was in heaven.

"Zhao Xiangnong, I almost fell for you just now." The man said.

Mu Youen's mouth opened his mouth to say something to the man, but just as he wanted to speak, he was interrupted by the man's voice full of great joy.

"When you were fourteen years old, your classmates called you four-eyed sister, your myopia reached 1,000 degrees, at the age of sixteen you changed to contact lenses in order to get rid of that nickname, and when you were eighteen years old, you had eye surgery to get rid of contact lenses completely, and after the operation, you retained the habit of squinting your eyes in places with strong light, which is my favorite expression." He reached out and gently touched the tail of her eyes with his fingers: "When you squint, it will appear that your eyes are very long, and the corners of your eyes are slightly expanded outward, which is a blurry look, which is the expression that I only appear before I kiss you every time." ”

"Zhao Xiangnong, you still say that you are not you, how can you not be you!"

The eyeballs moved with the fingers that caressed the corners of his eyes, and after a few seconds, Mu Youen slapped the hand fiercely, wanting An Tuohai to see that he would go crazy.

It was really a brainless man, and he let out a breath Mu Youen pointed to his eyes and said, "Sir, my eyes have undergone surgery, but I have had optic membrane detachment surgery, and I can also tell you that I have no visual impairment at all." ”

After finishing speaking, Mu Youen no longer had any intention of entanglement with the man in front of him, and just wanted to turn around but was held down by the man, Mu Youen shouted loudly in Turkish.

Her shout really attracted a few onlookers, and the man chose to ignore it, and he was especially immersed in his world.

"Let it go!" Mu Youen warned the man.

A few onlookers came over to pull the man away, but the man got rid of those people very easily, his eyes were fixed on Mu Youen, and he said something that made her feel ridiculous: "Zhao Xiangnong, perhaps, you forgot your memory three years ago. ”

Nonsense, Mu Youen laughed angrily.

"Zhao Xiangnong, I am the original embroidery, it is the original embroidery." The man said.

Mu Youen directly picked up his mobile phone and called the police.

The man's state seemed to have fallen into madness, and he asked her to change her tricks again and change Zhao Xiangnong to Xiao Nong.

"Hey, sir, are you enough?" Mu Youen finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Her snort had an effect, and the man's eyes were a little clearer, and after staring at her for a short time, he said sorry.

"Don't be afraid, Xiao Nong, I will never do anything to hurt you."

O God! Obviously, the man wishfully thinks of her as an amnesiac patient, this guy has watched too many movies, right? Mu Youen frowned in disgust.

The man seemed to sense her disgust, and his voice began to be low and humble: "I also know that I am unreasonable now, but can you give me a few minutes to listen to me in these few minutes." ”

Okay, anyway, the police should be coming here, Mu Youen crossed his arms and made a deferential gesture.

The onlookers also dispersed one after another, and the man's hand was lowered from her shoulder, and his eyes were half-lowered as if he was looking at her and as if he was looking at another person through her.

The man began to speak:

"Zhao Xiangnong is ten years old, Bai Yuan embroidery is fourteen years old, they met for the first time in the farm, the first time they met, what happened specifically I believe they have forgotten it, they have mutual friends, and their friends have the same good upbringing as them. They get along as adults would like to see. ”

"When Kashiwahara was sixteen years old, he was seen playing with a girl in the church and was seen by Zhao Xiangnon, and she told the church priest about it, so that Kashiwahara Xiu did not receive any pocket money from the housekeeper in advance during the year, and at that time, he thought Zhao Xiangnong was a boring and rigid girl."

"Kashiwahara embroidery was dumped by a girl five years older than him when he was seventeen years old, that was the first time he was dumped, and like all the boys who were tragically dropped, he opened a lovelorn faction like a decent, everyone came to comfort him and said that some of the girls had no vision or something, at that time it seemed that only Zhao Xiangnong covered her mouth and laughed secretly, he asked her what she was laughing at, she said don't you think your lovelorn is fake? Her words made him angry. ”

"When Bai Yuanxiu was eighteen years old, he found that he seemed to have a lot fewer friends around him this year, not that there were fewer friends, but he didn't mean to keep in touch often and listen to him complain, and Zhao Xiangnon was one of his most frequent friends."

"When Kashiwahara was nineteen years old, he caught Zhao Xiangnon who had fallen from his horse, and that night Zhao Xiangnon was drunk in front of him for the first time, and when he woke up the next day, he found them snuggled tightly on the sofa."

"When Kashiwahara was twenty years old, she didn't see Zhao Xiangnon for a whole year, he was in the United States, she was in France."

"A year later, they met on the New Year's pie, that year, Zhao Xiangnong was seventeen years old and Bai Yuanxiu was twenty-one years old, she was wearing a water blue dress, Bai Yuan Xiu remembered that he was amazed by Zhao Xiangnong in a water blue dress at first sight, and thought to himself, this girl has become beautiful, she is standing there slim, and he is holding his new girlfriend in his hand."

"When Kashiwahara was twenty-two years old, he and Zhao Xiangnon were lying on the lawn and kissing, they sneaked out of the ball, because they ran too fast, they fell to the ground together, it was a midsummer night, because of the starry sky, he felt that it was a pity not to kiss her at this moment, that night, Kashiwahara Xiu thought, even if the girl who fell under the starlight with him that night was not Zhao Xiangnong, he would kiss her, at that time, he only dared to kiss her, because he knew that the girl around him could only kiss and not touch."

"When Bai Yuan embroidered twenty-four years old, someone asked him if his real girlfriend was the heir of the Zhao family, he responded with a smile, neither admitted nor denied, and did not know when it started, he and Zhao Xiangnong became the golden boy and girl in the eyes of some people, they behaved intimately, and appeared in some formal occasions with tacit understanding."

"When Bai Yuan embroidery was twenty-six years old, his father listed four marriage partners for him, among the four marriage partners was Zhao Xiangnon, after thinking about it for a day, he called Zhao Xiangnong and said Xiao Nong, or we should be together, and they answered very simply, they explained the news of their relationship on their respective social platforms, and from this day on, Zhao Xiangnong became the official girlfriend of Bai Yuan Xiu."

"As planned, Kashiwahara held an engagement ceremony with Zhao Xiangnong when he was twenty-eight years old, that day Zhao Xiangnong had just turned twenty-four, wearing a pink engagement dress, those people said that his fiancée was as fresh as a fairy who came out of a dream, that day, she drank some wine and smiled and said to him Yuanxiu You are the only man who has kissed my lips and touched my body, hearing this, Kashiwahara Xiu suddenly woke up."

The man paused and sighed as he spoke, and the sigh sounded in Mu Youen's ears as if it came from his heart.

He continued: "This year is a year of frequent incidents between Kashiwahara and Zhao Xiangnon, and the day after the engagement, Kashiwahara began to think about whether he was going to break off the marriage contract with Zhao Xiangnon, whether he was with the fun-loving heir of the James family, and before he could think about it, Zhao Xiangnong found out that he wrote a check to another woman, which was a check for 500,000 yuan, and that 500,000 yuan was the price of ending a small life that had not yet taken shape. ”

Speaking of this, the man didn't seem to have the strength to say any more, and unconsciously Mu Youen was attracted by the man's short story, and couldn't help asking: "What happened later?" ”

Long......

"Later, one day Zhao Xiangnon told me in a very calm voice, Yuan Xiu, I can marry you very calmly now, I packed my first time with a check of 500,000 yuan and gave it to another man, it originally belonged to you, Yuan Xiu, I think after we get married, I can probably make a calm call to your lover's mobile phone and let you listen to the phone."

Today, Bai Yuanxiu still remembers Zhao Xiangnong's expression when she said such a thing, she breathed inhale, she stood by the white courtyard chair, wearing a peach-colored gauze skirt, very bright appearance, her face was a little pale, and her tone was light, she said like this: "Yuan Xiu, I can marry you very calmly now, I will pack my first time with a check of 500,000 yuan and give it to other men, it originally belonged to you, Yuan Xiu, I think after we get married, I can probably be calm and make a phone call to your lover's phone for you to listen to the call. ”

In the end, her tone was still a little proud: "Yuan Xiu, I am more generous than you, the currency unit you give the check is the dollar, and I give the euro." ”

At that moment, Kashiwahara embroidery was twenty-eight years old in his life as if he had experienced an absurd drama, and behind the absurd drama there was an old-fashioned mood of a prodigal man, and he found that he loved her, and at that moment he understood so deeply the feeling of a knife in his heart.

At that time, one by one, Ye Bai Yuan embroidery, who needed alcohol hypnosis, comforted himself again and again, it's okay, it's still too late, it's still too late.

However, it was too late, and there was no prodigal son in this world who would not change his money.

Four years later, at the age of thirty-two, under the blue sky of Istanbul, he stood in a white square, and in front of him stood a woman with a face exactly like Zhao Shannon.

Kashiwahara embroidery laughed, and the laughter was empty and continued to tell the face: "Kashiwahara embroidery is twenty-nine years old, Zhao Xiangnon is twenty-five years old, they appeared in the church together in April that belonged to their agreement, Zhao Xiangnong's pink engagement dress turned into a white wedding dress, but the groom is not Kashiwahara embroidery, Zhao Xiangnon's groom is called Song Yuze." ”

In the end, Mu Youen didn't dare to breathe, for fear that she would interrupt the man's speech as soon as she breathed, she didn't expect the story to end like this.

It seems that after the man's story is finished, he looks at her so tenderly, maybe he should want to look at another face through her face.

"And then?" Mu Youen asked softly.

The man did not answer her.

"And then?" Mu Youen asked again, hesitated for a moment, and then asked again: "Later, that ...... That's called Zhao ...... Zhao Xiangnon, what happened to her. ”

Mu Youen felt that the name called "Zhao Xiangnong" was a little awkward to pronounce, it must be that the pronunciation of "Nong" was coming from her nose, and her nose was not very good.

Her question made the man named Kashiwahara Xiu's face pale, and looking at that pale face, she guessed that something bad must have happened to the woman named "Zhao Xiangnong" in the back.

"Do I look like her?" Mu Youen hurriedly changed the subject.

"It's exactly the same."

Mu Youen nodded, she didn't know how to comfort this sad man, so she could only tell him in an extremely soft tone, even if she and Zhao Xiangnong looked exactly the same, but she was really not her.

"Sir, I think you really recognized the wrong person, I'm not Zhao Xiangnong, my name is Mu Youen, I don't have amnesia, although my memory is not very good, but I remember all the big and interesting things that belong to my growth, I told you a little lie before that I was born and raised here, in fact, I am also a tourist here like you."

Kashiwahara looked at her blankly, as if her words were a difficult book for him to understand.

With a sigh in her heart, Mu Youen raised her right hand, and the platinum ring on the ring finger of her right hand glittered in the sunlight.

"Mr. Bai, my current identity is Mrs. An, my husband and I were childhood sweethearts, we had a wedding in our hometown four years ago, I just look like that person, but I can guarantee that I won't be that person."

Kashiwahara shook his head, he pointed his finger at the corner of her eye, shook his head and said, "No, Xiao Nong's eyes are exactly the same as yours when he squints." ”

What an infatuated gentleman.

Mu Youen said softly: "Mr. Bai, maybe you can check it, it is said that 80% of those who have undergone vision correction surgery have such subconscious little habits. ”

"No, only Xiao Nong would make that kind of expression in this world." He said stubbornly.

Mu Youen was even more distressed about the man in front of her, she patted him on the shoulder and said, "Mr. Bai, I believe that one day you will meet her, and I will pray to God every day for you to meet as soon as possible." ”

Not far from the square, several uniformed policemen hurried in, and behind those policemen was Senua, to whom Mu Youen waved.

The palm of the hand with the platinum ring on the ring finger was waving towards the sun, and the streamer of the ring shook in front of Kashiwahara embroidery, making her dizzy, and she stretched out her hand to fix the shaking hand, looking at the owner of the hand through the fingers of that hand, this time, there was no trace of disgust in her eyes.

Her eyes stared at the extremely ordinary-looking ring, her expression was a little shy, and her voice was sweet: "I like my husband very much, just like you like Zhao Xiangnong." ”

As if, she felt that it was a sin to show off her happiness in front of a man who had lost her lover, and hurriedly corrected it: "Sir, you are very handsome, if I hadn't gotten married, I would have been fascinated by you." ”

After Mu Youen said this, he hurriedly subconsciously looked around, just now she praised the appearance of another man, if she let Tuohai know that he would definitely put on a stinky face for three days and three nights.

"Ahem," Mu Youen, who found his conscience, hurriedly added: "Apart from my husband, you are the second best-looking man I have seen." ”

There is no exaggeration in this statement, An Tuohai is really handsome! is so handsome that Mu Youen often can't eat and sleep, and he is afraid that he will be seduced by a girl who is younger than her, more beautiful than her, sexier than her, and sweeter than her.

Bai Yuan embroidery did not feel a little relieved because she said that she was the second most handsome man, and yes, if this was said by Zhao Xiangnong, it would have an effect.

Mu Youen was a little surprised, the arrival of the police and Senna was very good to drive away some of her embarrassment.

After walking a few hundred steps side by side with Senua, Mu Youen turned around, just when she wanted to leave, the man was still holding her hand, the man was still standing in the place before, his eyes were still following her, the two policemen seemed to be talking to him, the man did not move like a stone sculpture in the square.

"Mu Youen!" Senna warned her.

Mu Youen hurriedly turned around and stopped paying attention to the man, and she flattered Senna by saying that she had bought a beautiful corsage for her.

"Come less!" Senna snorted coldly: "Mu Youen, listen, I won't listen to your nonsense in the future." ”

Senna and Mu Youen grew up together, she is a handmade zuò master, and every once in a while she will hand over her handicrafts to the orderers in Istanbul, this time it was she who secretly hid in the back seat of the car to prompt Senna to have to take her here, what made Mu Youen unhappy was that Senna, who was the same age as her, took care of her as a child, so she got rid of her when Sena was not paying attention, and soon after successfully getting rid of Senua, Mu Youen met Kashiwahara embroidery who took her as Zhao Xiangnon.

Zhao Xiangnong, Mu Youen chewed on this name in his heart, is she really similar to her?

"Mu Youen, what happened to that man just now." Senna asked suddenly.

So, Mu Youen and Senna lied that it was a boring man who wanted to invite her to a café for a cup of coffee.

Senna stopped, looked at the Asian woman standing in front of her who was a head shorter than herself, and from the perspective of a craftsman, Mu Youen was a pure natural person, with a sweetness like gurgling water between her eyebrows, the only thing that made people feel a little regretful that her face was too pale, but this also set off her pitiful charm.

Perhaps, the man in the square just now was really attracted by Mu Youen's pity?

Senna nodded to indicate that she accepted this statement, and the mobile phone in her pocket rang at this time, and Senna felt a headache when she saw the caller, and An Tuohai had already called her mobile phone several times.

The husband who went out to run an errand called home to inquire, found that he could not get through his wife's mobile phone, and then dialed the mobile phone to the mobile phone of his wife's best friend.

Hard-headed, Senna picked up the phone and responded to the man in a natural tone: "Well, Mu Youen is still sleeping, and I will ask her to call you after she takes a nap." ”

The car rushed all the way home.

Opened the door of the house and put his back on the door Mu Youen exhaled loudly, the clock on the wall stopped at five o'clock, which made her very satisfied, An Tuohai would go home at six o'clock, which means that what she did that day was unaware.

Mu Youen was quite afraid that An Tuohai would be angry, in fact, An Tuohai was angry very few times, but Mu Youen was afraid that An Tuohai would be angry, and she felt as if the sky was about to fall when he was angry.

As soon as the mood relaxed, Mu Youen's thoughts involuntarily drifted to the white square, has the man named Kashiwahara embroidered left the square now, and...

Mu Youen involuntarily touched his face, is there really two people in this world who are so similar? And where has that Zhao Xiangnon's woman gone now, is she gone? Left? Or is it dead?

There was a shadow that silently blocked the light and shadow coming in from the window, and when he raised his head, Mu Youen shouted in his heart that it was over.

An Tuohai crossed his arms and looked at her quietly, and the sunset glow shining from the window was gilding his surroundings, setting off his slender figure more and more upright.

"Ato." Mu Youen twisted his skirt with his hand, and said, "When will you come back?" ”

An Tuohai did not speak.

You can imagine the expression on his face at this moment, Mu Youen moved small steps, small steps and small steps towards An Tuohai.

Gently resting his head on his chest, Mu Youen confessed to himself: "Ah Tuo, I didn't eat indiscriminately, I ordered mustard greens, carrot soup, and lotus root flour for lunch, and I also asked the manager of the restaurant, and the manager told me that their restaurant serves organic vegetables." ”

She has a recipe called Mu Youen, and every food in the recipe is carefully selected by An Tuohai before putting it on, when and when should she take that kind of nutrition.

"Tuo, I didn't drink the water outside, don't believe me, you can ask Senua, when I left the house, my kettle was filled with water from our house."

She needs to drink a kilogram of water a day, this kilogram of water is a number calculated by doctors according to her weight and cardiopulmonary function, the name of the water Mu Youen drinks is idicglacial, the world's cleanest water source, from Iceland, idicglacial Chinese means "Icelandic glacier water" As the name suggests, those waters come from Iceland's glaciers that have been sleeping for centuries, and its price is naturally expensive.

"Ah Tuo, I also bask in the sun at half past two in the afternoon as you said, no more, no less, just sixty minutes." When he said this, Mu Youen was a little weak-hearted, and he forgot about it today because of something that happened suddenly.

Mu Youen needs an hour of sunshine every day to absorb sunlight to achieve vitamin D supplementation, and in addition to this, there are all kinds of events that she must abide by every day and pay attention to.

The reason why all this exists stems from that accident.

Three years ago, a cruise ship from Turkey to Greece was wrecked by the captain's mistake, and she was the only survivor of the 110 people on board, and her parents gave her a chance to survive.

She woke up in the hospital a little over a month later to find that she had lost her mom and dad.

Turkey, the old city of Istanbul, where the April sun paves faintly on the old walls of flower gray.

In the quiet afternoon, the alleys of the old city echo the sound of hurried footsteps, and you will see the figures of two young men and women in the half-meter-wide alley along the footsteps, which are two Asian faces, a woman with clear eyebrows and a tall man, the woman walks in front and the man follows closely behind, once the woman's pace slows down, the man's pace slows down, the woman's pace accelerates, and the man's footsteps follow suit.

There are two possible scenarios for this to happen, one is that there may be a couple who are fighting, and the other is that a man traveling to Istanbul meets a girl who falls in love at first sight at the market and wants to have an affair.

People who carefully observe the pair of men and women will probably guess in their hearts that if there is no accident, it should be the second possibility, and the expression of the woman walking in front is panicked, and it is obvious that she and the man behind her have never known each other.

You know, the houses in this old town are about a century old, and no one wants to live here anymore, so if a man wants to do something, even if a woman tears her throat and screams, no one will hear it.

The half-meter-wide alley grew narrower and deeper as the irregular old houses grew narrower and deeper, and fine beads of sweat began to form on the woman's forehead.

At this moment, Mu Youen didn't dare to reach out to wipe the sweat beads on her forehead, her palms were also full of sweat, she couldn't let the men behind her see that she was a coward, even if her cowardice was really small.

She also couldn't let the man see the lie she had told him soon.

"I was born and raised here." Not long ago, Mu Youen, who was facing the man who was pestering him, said this, the reason why he said this is nothing more than to use the majesty of the landlord to warn the man that this is my territory, you don't mess around, and at the same time you can give yourself courage, she doesn't have much experience in dealing with strange men.

But at this time, Mu Youen had a vague premonition that things should not be so simple.

Clenched her fists and quickened her pace, Mu Youen knew that the best way to deal with it now was to have a third person appear in this alley, but today because it was a Monday and an afternoon break, it seemed that there was very little chance that a third person would appear, so she had to take the initiative to find a third person by herself, which made Mu Youen feel bad that the situation was getting worse and worse.

First of all, she is not familiar with this area at all, and secondly, the width of the alley is getting narrower and narrower, and the houses are getting older and older, and she looks ahead, ten meters away is a curve, and after turning that curve, there is another curve hundreds of meters away, and the street is getting narrower and narrower after turning that corner, and the end of the V-shaped alley makes Mu Youen desperate, will it be a blocked wall waiting for her? What's next?

An Tuohai, what to do?

Mu Youen, who is very timid, has a mantra, An Tuohai, what should I do? What should I do if it's Tuo when I'm coquettish? What if it's An Tuohai when he's really scared?

There were about a hundred steps left, and a hundred steps turned into fifty steps, and Mu Youen's legs were shaking, and she could almost see the black wall, and she could almost see the man blocking her against the wall and tearing off her skirt.

What was she going to do then? Then she must have done something she had always dreamed of, spit on the man's face, and she was going to say to him: Bastard, my man will cut off your head and hang your head on the wall.

Just like the old Norse tales, the knight returned home to see the epitaph of his fiancée, and on a moonlit night, the knight wielded his sword and cut off the head of the villain who had defiled his fiancée, and he hung the villain's head on the city gate to comfort his fiancée's spirit.

Ten steps, Mu Youen did not see the black wall.

Five steps, Mu Youen smiled.

The Mediterranean sun fills the round white square, which is filled with colorful spices, a spice market, small but enough for Mu Youen.

Stepping through the narrow arched door, Mu Youen stepped on the white bricks of the square, and chose to stop in front of a spice shop, the owner of which she had left hand over was a burly man with a burly build, and it should be more than enough to deal with the strange man behind her.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Mu Youen turned back to face the man who had been following her and claiming that she looked like his lover.

The rules of accosting men: Opening the sentence in front of a girl who agrees with you and saying that you and one of my friends look alike will achieve good results.

"Sir, I think you'll stop here, and I'll call the police if you continue." Mu Youen said to the man, as she said these words, she put her hands behind her back, picked up the phone from her bag and pressed the power button, her phone has a positioning system, and as she turned on the phone, Senna would soon find her.

"Zhao Shannon." The man looked at her, muttering the name she had heard from the man at the antique fair not long ago.

Not again! Mu Youen strengthened his courage, cleared his voice, and said: "Sir, are you going to tell me such a story next, that woman who is said to look like me is Zhao Xiangnong is your lover, you love each other deeply, but one day she left you." ”

The rule of accosting a man: after a good result, it is best that the friend he is talking about is dead, which will evoke the innate pity of women.

The man's eyes were staring at her in a state of confusion.

Mu Youen continued: "The departure here is gone, she is dead......"

Mu Youen's next words were pinched in her throat, and the man's thumb and forefinger pressed the cartilage of her neck so that she couldn't say a word.

Mu Youen grabbed the man's hand, and at a very close distance, she saw that the man's face was distorted, and the pleasing facial features became hideous because of the distortion of the face, and what was even more frightening than the hideous face was his voice, like a trapped beast: she was not dead...

Fear made Mu Youen have to echo the man's hard nod.

The man let go of her, took a step back, and muttered: She's not dead, she's not dead......

Glancing at the owner of the spice shop, the one who didn't seem to have the slightest idea of righteousness and courage, Mu Youen could only admit that he was unlucky, and now she was not as confident as she was just now, taking advantage of the man's distraction and not caring about her opportunity Mu Youen wanted to sneak away, and as soon as his feet moved, he was scolded by the man fiercely: Stop!

After another glance at the spice shop, Mu Youen stopped helplessly.

"You said your name is not Zhao Xiangnon?"

Mu Youen nodded, she had explained to him many times in the antique market, she was not called Zhao Xiangnong.

Her name is Mu Youen, she lives in a small town more than 200 kilometers from Istanbul, the town is yeil in Turkish, the Chinese means green, vibrant, the town is located in the north-central region to grow melons and fruits, the town is as vibrant as its name suggests, she comes from an immigrant family, her father and mother left China to come to Turkey when she was eight years old.

At this moment, Mu Youen couldn't wait to recite his family's genealogy to this man.

The man nodded, making such a request to her.

"Can you read me a name?"

Mu Youen nodded in a hurry.

Slowly, the man read: "Kashiwahara embroidery".

In the sensitive sense of some women, Mu Youen felt as if the man was imitating another voice to pronounce the name, a little anxious and a little rushed.

"Kashiwahara embroidery." Mu Youen followed the man's obedient reading, and her voice was a little hoarse because her throat was tightly pinched by the man just now.

The man frowned.

As soon as she saw the man frowning, Mu Youen panicked, and from the expression on the man's face, she deduced that the man was obviously dissatisfied with her voice, and hurriedly cleared his voice to make his voice back to normal.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Youen slowly pronounced out the name.

"Kashiwahara embroidery."

The "Kashiwahara embroidery" that came out of her mouth again made the man's eyes stare at her deeply, and at that moment, Mu Youen felt that the man's heart was sad, his eyes gradually became dim, and there was a kind of precipitated sadness against the white mottled square.

He stared blankly at her.

Mu Youen didn't dare to move, praying in her heart that Senna would find her soon, and she promised that she would obediently listen to An Tuohai's words and not sneak out when she returned.

Turkey straddles the Eurasian continent, the special geographical location makes this country the most diverse country of people, plus the southwest is adjacent to Syria, Iraq, and Iran in the east, so An Tuohai is always afraid that she will disappear inexplicably, even if Mu Youen is twenty-eight years old, but in the eyes of An Tuohai, she is the little girl who has always been very timid, and always dare not raise her hand to answer the teacher's questions every time she goes to class.

In fact, this time it was really Mu Youen who sneaked out without telling An Tuohai.

"Sir, do you need me to read it again?" Mu Youen asked the man flatteringly.

The appearance in the man's eyes became more and more dim because of her words, and there was a hint of hope in his eyes as he looked at her face carefully.

"Original embroidery." The man spoke.

Uh, does this man mean to ask her to read along?

"You read, original embroidery." The man said.

"You read, original embroidery." Mu Youen followed the man closely.

She had just finished reading the man's irritable voice: "Zhao Xiangnong, when did you become so stupid?" It's not that you read the original embroidery, it's the original embroidery, and you don't need to bring it in. ”

Belch...... It is said that she is Mu Youen, she is not Zhao Xiangnong, and she is not smart, she belongs to the kind of person who is decent, and she is similar to passerby A.

Mu Youen hurriedly used an OK gesture to suppress the man's affection, she didn't want her throat to be choked again.

The man took a deep breath and looked at her, with a looming tenderness in his eyes, and read: "Original embroidery." ”

Presumably, in the time she didn't know, there must have been someone who gently called that name day after day, that pronunciation, and perhaps behind that pronunciation there was a faint sadness.

Otherwise, where does the sorrow in her heart come from at this moment?

"Original embroidery." She lowered her voice and read softly.

The inexplicable love that came out of her heart made Mu Youen hope that the name she pronounced out of her mouth would dispel the gloom in the man's eyes.

This is Istanbul, the blue of the Aegean Sea gives birth to the blue sky of Istanbul, and the blue sky of Istanbul does not tolerate lies and sorrows

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