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Time flies, like a white horse passing through a gap, in a flash, it is five years.

Five years is enough to change many people and things, but the status quo of life is helpless, and the changes in life are sometimes as slow as weathered rocks, so that people can't see the slightest change. Sometimes its changes are as momentary as a storm sweeping by.

However, no matter what kind of changes there are, there will be many encounters in the journey of life, and people will not be able to choose and avoid them. All sentient beings can only feel the warmth and coldness of the world, accumulate strong friendship, and experience the changes in the world in good times and bad times, in the interweaving of happiness and sorrow.

The white American-style villa in Ziyun Villa on the outskirts of the city is still fresh and bright, the flat lawn has obvious traces of just retouched, and the male owner of the house is cleaning diligently, as if waiting for the arrival of the hostess.

But his waiting can be seen from his lonely eyes is hopeless, these five years of stupid waiting also made him, a senior agent, smack his tongue, a good big living person is five years when he disappears, even if he finally learns that she was sent to the Middle East, but in the end, after several tosses and turns, there is still no news at all, as if she disappeared out of thin air, more ethereal than air.

Jason walked into Leng Yi's house with a large bag of barbecue ingredients, looked at Leng Yi's extremely serious cleaning and hygiene, and teased: "You don't even close the door, are you afraid that the thief will come in and take something?" ”

"I'm right here, whoever has the ability to come in and get it!" Leng Yi put away the rag and took it back to the bathroom to wash.

Jason put the ingredients in the kitchen. And Mo Qianzi also arrived.

Leng Yi saw Mo Qianzi enter the door, said hello coldly and walked out of the garden, and began to arrange the barbecue grill, because today is the day when Jason organized a barbecue, not only Mo Qianzi participated, but even the printed flowers and her four-year-old baby also came.

Of course, there is also Yin Xiaotao's mother Wang Xue.

In the five years that Yin Xiaotao has been missing, Leng Yi has taken care of Wang Xue as his own mother, he only hopes that what he has done can make Yin Xiaotao feel at ease, because he knows. She looked at her mom more than anyone else.

Mo Qianzi also entered the kitchen. Helping Jason with his hand, the cleaned vegetables asked Jason again: "It's still cold, I haven't seen him smile in the past five years." ”

Yes, since the disappearance of Yin Xiaotao. Leng Yi hasn't smiled for five years. Others don't understand why. But Jason and Mo Qianzi are like mirrors in their hearts. It's just tacit.

In the past five years, no one dared to talk about Yin Xiaotao in front of Leng Yi, and many people have slowly accepted the reality that Yin Xiaotao is no longer there. But Leng Yi was the only one who still believed that she was still there.

In five years, Printed Flower has completely transformed into a housewife, especially her precious son, who is about to make her mentally ill all day long, and she respects and loves Yin Xiaotao's mother as much as she does, like her own mother, and for Mo Qianzi, she is still as disgusted as ever.

At this moment, her new Porsche sports car had been parked at the door of Leng Yi's house, and she wanted to lead her fashionably dressed son in, but her son threw her hand at her.

"I don't want my mother to lead, I want my grandmother to lead!"

The naughty Doudou directly took Wang Xue's hand and hid behind her affectionately, ignoring her mother at all.

"Doudou is naughty again!" Wang Xue looked relieved, she really deserved to be a child who grew up with a handful of and urine.

Over the years, Wang Xue has been helping the printed flowers take care of the children, the outside world says that it is the nanny, but in fact, she is very close to Doudou, after all, the printed flowers are the best friend of Xiao Tao, love the house and Wu, she also slowly accepted the printed flower courtesy, as a nanny and grandmother.

The three of them walked into Leng Yi's house happily as if they were three generations in the same house, and as soon as Doudou entered the door, he let go of Wang Xue's hand and rushed to Leng Yi on the lawn.

"Uncle Leng, I'm here!"

He greeted Leng Yi with a grin, but Leng Yi just touched his head and said, "Well, it's good to come!" ”

After receiving Leng Dingzi from Leng Yi, Doudou ran back to the living room to continue to be intimate with Wang Xue, he looked at Wang Xue and Printed Flower and said curiously: "Grandma, mother, why does Uncle Leng not care about people every time, is Doudou not cute, don't you like him?" ”

Wang Xue looked at the strict Leng Yi outside, she squatted down a little sadly, touched Doudou's little face and said: "Doudou is very cute, everyone likes it, it's just that Uncle Leng is such a character, in fact, he likes you very much in his heart." ”

Printed Flower covered her mouth, she was very moved by Leng Yi's dedication to Yin Xiaotao, but it had been five years, and there had been no news for five years, and he still loved Yin Xiaotao so much

At the same time, on the banks of the Seine in the middle of the night, a woman in a black tight-fitting leather coat and sunglasses walked towards the river with graceful steps.

She was expressionless, but she had clear and bright pupils and curved willow eyebrows. And the slender eyelashes trembled slightly with the compactness of the pace, the fair and flawless skin revealed a faint red pink, the thin lips were delicate like rose petals, and the delicate long black hair was tied into a ponytail, shaking constantly behind the head, showing a different kind of cold and glamorous style.

Her destination was the Notre-Dame Cathedral, which stood tall on the riverside.

At first glance, the huge doors of Notre-Dame Cathedral are surrounded by statues, layer after layer, and the stone statues become smaller and smaller as you go inside. All the pillars are tall and slender, and they are united with the pointed arches of the upper part.

The atrium is narrow, tall and long, and when you look up at the church from the outside, the towering shape and the bell tower and minaret at the top give you a sense of majesty rising into the blue sky.

She cleverly evaded all surveillance and infiltrated the church.

The slender heels stepped on the empty church, making a clattering sound, very crisp and soft.

The interior of the church is extremely austere and solemn, with little decoration.

Further inside, you can see rows of seats, which is exactly the central interior of the church, countless vertical lines invite people to look up, dozens of meters high vaults faintly in the dim light, shimmering, coupled with religious reverie, it seems that there is heaven above.

They all said that the church was the closest place to heaven, and she was looking for the person who was closest to hell.

She stood in front of the prayer table and did not take off her sunglasses, but looked up at the cross and turned to the prayer platform.

After opening the Bible, I found the photos and some of the materials sandwiched inside, and left without looking back.

The next day, after successfully solving the task she got in the church last night, she came to an inconspicuous church in the suburbs in casual clothes.

Her perception of herself is that she is a puppet with no memory, no past, and even no future, but in the past few days, there has always been a lingering figure in her mind from time to time, that figure is very vague, whenever she wants to see clearly, the figure disappears.

This made her really confused at this time, who didn't have any emotion or even a knife cut into the bone marrow, and she came to this small church.

She smiled at the priest and went into confessional.

Swallowing his saliva, he began to sort out his confusion while the priest sat on the other side, patiently waiting for her to come.

She took a deep breath and said, "Father, I'm guilty. ”

The priest was still kind and said, "God Jesus Christ has given you the right to forgive your sins, so I will forgive you with the right of God, and you can repent." ”

She said tightly: "Father, this is my first confession, today this morning, I killed a person, this is not the first time I have killed someone, I didn't even see what he looked like before I pulled the trigger, and then he died." Shooting is a common occurrence in my profession, but I've always been puzzled as to why I'm in this business, who am I, and where do I come from? Can you believe me, Father, I don't know anything about myself, and I wonder if there's something wrong with me, or rather, if I'm cursed? ”

The priest paused her confession, made an Amen gesture and replied: "God is free to arrange, He has arranged for each and every one of us, if you are engaged in good deeds, then do not let sin swallow up your faith, if not, the great sin will not be forgiven!" Amen. ”

She was silent, and after a long thought, she replied, "I see, Father! ”

Getting up, she put on her sunglasses again and left the chapel, while the priest stood behind her and prayed

She was a person with no memory who was curious about her past, but she knew nothing about an identity that she couldn't choose, and she couldn't even investigate her own origins.

So she had to return to reality again and continue to be the best secret cold-blooded agent of her country F.

Is she Yin Xiaopeach? No, it used to be, and now she has an identity that replaces Yin Xiaotao, the code name of the high-level secret agent of country F, NightRose (Night Rose)

He lay on the bed, seemingly reluctant to wake up, because he could only be with her in his dreams.

The dream was so close to her, but the reality was so far away from her, even hopeless.

Five years later, he has replaced his former boss as the boss, and now he is at the helm of the NSA's Covert Operations Division.

He is the number one, and he has the final say in everything and any arrangement, but this right does not bring him any sense of superiority, but his ruthlessness and extreme strictness discourage many colleagues, and at the same time improve their efficiency and quality.

Finally, he got up and walked into the shower room to take a cold shower.

The cold water fell on his muscular body, but he was unconscious.

The bath towel wiped the water on his body, then threw it into the storage basket, walked out, picked up the suit and put it on, until he finished his tie, from beginning to end, he was expressionless.

Such a puppet life, he has long been insensitive to the puppet's work, but he is also used to it.

In every love, there is a person who waits silently for that love forever and forever, and maybe he is that person

Kneel and beg for pink. (To be continued......)