The car drove smoothly on the busy road, and everything prosperous in his eyes seemed so lonely and tasteless, just like his heart that had not beaten for five years, as if it was a dead backwater!

His eyes became more and more cold looking at all the buildings that were blocked by the yellow circle of dusk, inexplicably, his heart was very annoyed and annoying!

Everything that happened five years ago was a devastating blow to Rong Tingchen, a proud man.

Even when his family was ruined, he didn't feel the painful feeling of being torn apart in his heart.

That day, he received the news that the hospital said that Yu Wange had died of ineffective rescue, and he really came up with the idea of following Yu Wange to heaven and hell to chase her back.

So when he spat blood in his mouth, he had no sense of survival at all, and all he thought about was that even if he chased Yu Wange to hell, he would ask her about her unfinished words.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that Ye Ji actually swore to save him to the death, and the purpose of him doing this was to let him live a lifetime of pain with the guilt of Yu Wange!

After Yu Wange left completely, he fell seriously ill, and he also circled himself in Yu's old house, holding the things left by Yu Wange, as if with some kind of nostalgia, he lived for a month, and every night, he looked at the photos left by Yu Wange to sleep.

And a month later, he's changed!

Although he is still continuing to take care of all the work of the Yu family, he has become silent, many times of entertainment, he is sent a few trustworthy company directors to deal with it, and he is also privately committed to the welfare cause, as an anonymous person to donate money for children, in order to repent, but also for the well-being of his unborn children.

The light of his eyes lingered on the side of the road without fluctuation, and suddenly, a figure that kept flickering in his memory, with a kind of appearance that survived in his memory, appeared in his eyes in amazement, and with the appearance of such a delicate figure slightly sideways his eyes, he saw a face that he had not seen for a long time-

"Stop!"

Trembling open, Rong Tingchen's throat was vibrating violently.

"Huh?"

The driver didn't understand what was going on, but he turned the car to the side of the road and parked smoothly.

Pulling open the car door, Rong Tingchen walked out like crazy.

Just when his eyes trembled violently and he was looking for Yu Wange's figure on the side of the crowded road, he could no longer find the figure that had tormented him for five years.

The sky was spinning, and his eyebrows were violently stirring.

The feeling of suddenly giving him hope and suddenly giving him a blow like a blow of disillusionment suppressed it hurt so much in his heart......

Yu Wange, his evening song......

Thinking of the little woman who had been forced to death by his own hands five years ago, he actually smiled self-deprecatingly on his lips-

Scold...... What are you looking forward to?

The stiff arc of Rong Tingchen's lips became more and more weak.

It was the woman he personally forced to die, and he saw the departed woman in his arms, along with her tombstone, what were you still looking forward to in your heart?

dragged himself back into the car-

"Go to 32 Champs-Roads!"

The car was gone, and Yu Wange happened to come out of the café.

A casual glance at the road made her feel like she hadn't seen for a long time.

Is that......

She seemed to see a figure that was somewhat familiar to her, but it was just ...... In any case, she couldn't remember who that figure was, and why did that figure that made her somewhat familiar give her a feeling of not being seen in a long time?

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The car drove all the way to 32 Champs-Élysées Road.

got out of the car, Rong Tingchen's eyebrows and eyes fell coldly on the home where Yu Wange had lived for twelve years.

Press the door lock to open the door.

"Squeak-" sounded with a strange voice.

After Yu Wange and Zhou Wan left, he bought it here, but there was this mustard in his heart, or he didn't dare to disturb Yu Wange, for five years, he never walked into this house, even if he came to Cologne on business, he was just outside the door, looking at this house sluggishly, until the driver came to look for him, he would not return to the car.

It's just that today, when he felt in a trance that he saw Yu Wange's shadow, he came here by ghost.

He wasn't sure if what he saw was Yu Wange, but if Yu Wange really appeared here in Cologne, he would definitely come back here.

With such a fantasy that Yu Wange is still alive, he will never lock the door, so that if Yu Wange really comes back one day, he can have a place to live!

It's just that looking at this house where no one has ever come, his heart still hurts.

The house that he hadn't been to for five years was covered with dust, but the neatly furnished room, despite the smell of dust, still made Rong Tingchen feel an indescribable sense of absence.

"Squeak-"

Wearing shiny leather shoes, he stepped on the floor and walked to the living room where Yu Wange was.

Sitting on the dusty bed, inexplicably, his heart has always been very irritable, and he is surprisingly quiet.

took the photo of Yu Wange placed on the bedside table, he couldn't take his eyes off the plain little face with a smile, and the feeling of heartache came up again.

The rough fingertips rubbed over the little face that had been firmly imprinted in his mind, and his nose suddenly soured.

Feeling the smell of Yu Wange's existence, he was greedy at this moment and lay on the bed like a child to take a nap.

With one hand on his forehead, he used the other hand to place the photo of Yu Wange in his heart.

Thinking of the scene where he once dragged the late singer at Cologne Cathedral, the scene where he made chocolates for her in the Chocolate Museum, and the scene where he told her the poignant love story about the love lock on the Hohenzollern Bridge in the Rhine, the corners of his mouth were always stiff, and the corners of his mouth were bent in a shallow arc like a strange absolutely.

After so many years of tearing and torture, at that moment, he really understood that what Yu Wange brought to him was true happiness!

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After tidying up his things at the Wharton Hotel where he stayed, Yu Wange sent a text message to Ye Ji and reported that he was safe!

Holding the goblet, and with the burgundy liquid in the cup, Yu Wange paced to the floor-to-ceiling window.

With twenty floors high, she has a good view of Cologne's bustling night scene.

After a gap of five years, she returned to the city where she has the most memories, and it is completely false to say that she does not miss it.

The delicate fingers caressed the crystal clear body of the goblet, and the smooth skin made her love it.

Just when her mind was flying and thinking about all the things in the past, Yang Zixun, a Chinese-American who lived in the same room with her, came over-

"Yuyu, what are you thinking?"

Yang Zixun was a representative of Harvard University who was sent to Cologne, Germany to participate in the charity gala, and because he and Yu Wange were both Chinese, they were arranged together.

"Uh...... It's nothing! ”

For Yang Zixun's concern, Yu Wange bent the corners of her mouth slightly, and then walked to the living room.

As if something had occurred to her, she hurried back to her bedroom and rummaged through the closet for clothes.

Looking at Yu Wange, who was wearing a beige windbreaker, changing her shoes at the entrance, Yang Zixun looked at her with some puzzled eyes.

"Oh, by the way, Zixun, I have something to go out, well, remember to leave the door for me!"

After playfully speaking, she went downstairs!

She had just thought about a lot of things between herself and her mother, and she suddenly thought of going back to her own home, and although she knew that she would be heartbroken to see everything that had happened, she still forced herself to go back.

Got on a taxi.

"Master, 32 Champs Road!"

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slept in Yu Wange's bed for a while, and it wasn't until the mobile phone in his pocket rang that Rong Tingchen woke up.

Hanging up the phone, he put the photo of Yu Wange back on the bedside table, picked up his coat and hung it in the crook of his arm, and prepared to leave.

At the moment when he left, the steps under his feet froze.

Pulling open the drawer of Yu Wange's bedside table, he saw a carefully cared for bronzing gift box lying quietly in the corner of the drawer.

Subconsciously stretched out his hand to open the gift box, and what he saw was the chocolate he had made for Yu Wange at the Chocolate Museum.

The chocolates appeared neatly in his eyes one by one, and it could be seen that Yu Wange had not eaten them.

Because of the good protection, the chocolate does not have any traces of insect damage.

There was a small card pressed under the gift box, and he instinctively reached out and opened it.

"You are the only one that will not change in my life!"

Looking at the words written in German, Rong Tingchen's heartache tugged at him, making him feel a suffocating pain in his chest