She must have been drunk, so she was confused, in her dream, the cold Rolling Shutter Bay was obviously infinitely pitch black, and Peng Youbin's suit was also black, the heavy black, and the sharp lines. But he tore open the night and walked towards her, the clear yellow sun behind him, such a bright sunshine, true and false, all warm, he was only a few meters away from her, he said: "I love you, I have loved you for a long, long time." ”

She was very happy, happy with déjà vu, just a little precious fluorescence in the night, the kind that was carefully preserved in the collection, and found out that there was also a person who rolled up time with herself. At that time, perhaps one step earlier, she carefully cut the equally small strawberry cake, the berry red pulp flowed down the incision of the knife, she was so innocently happy, she ran like a child to run and hold him, but one step too late, he sank into the bottomless abyss, all the light was annihilated, and there was endless cold and darkness, like countless nights before, the cold moon was like frost, and the fog was shrouded, and she began to feel fear......

"Ahh Siyu woke up from his dream in fright.

A faint light shone in from the frosted glass window, and the cold crab shell blue was printed on the white sheets. The air was mixed with the smell of lily and mint tobacco, and on the other side of the bed in front of the window sat a man in the backlight, with a white shirt like a sheet, and in the dim and quaint room, the faint smoke was filled, the kind of dream. Siyu seemed to be still in a dream, she watched the smoke surround the man like a ghost, dragging him into the bottomless abyss, his fingertips trembling with a little ruby fire, and his body trembling a little.

"Peng and Bin!" She threw herself over and hugged his back, even if it was fake, but it was really too cold. Peng Youbin pressed the cigarette butt into the glass ashtray on the desk by the window, it turned out that he also smoked, but even if it was only her, his back was like cold iron. She let go of her hand tremblingly, the woman was so ridiculous, she tugged at the corner of her lip weakly. Peng Youbin turned his head slightly, and the audio tape was already dumb, like the wind blowing through the palm trees in the dark night: "Xiaoyu, you are awake." ”

Cold, still cold, he stopped talking, and she lay down.

It's true or not, otherwise how could it be so cold after the heat?

The sky gradually brightened, the cold of the cold night was driven away by the golden morning light, they didn't know how long they were silent, the scorching heat always made people unconscious, but the cold air brought her back to her senses, they were just strangers, she was his game, she took it seriously, but why was the cold night suddenly so cold? Fortunately, the shadow of the morning light dispersed into the room, wrapping her, and her body finally warmed up, forget it, the game started again, what is fake? What is true? Although it is fake, it is always true.

It was dawn and they were going to be a loving couple again, and Anne was knocking on the door and telling them to come downstairs for breakfast. She got up and washed up, and the room became warm again, with white and simple window cupboards and chairs. He put on his coat and opened the window at his desk, where smoke from the kitchen downstairs curled in front of the window, mixed with the aroma of fried bacon. The water-like gold poured in, and fell to a desk in front of the window, on which stood a few classical novels neatly, and a thick leather notebook lay flat, with a copper lock on the side of the book, and the dust darkened the color of red sandalwood, and was brushed away by someone, leaving a few traces.

Siyu involuntarily walked towards Peng Youbin—she seemed to have smelled the faint smell of leather.

Peng Youbin reached out and grabbed her fingertips, a little warmth came from his fingers, he just said, "Let's go." ”

He dragged her downstairs, and he didn't mention what had happened last night. gave up such a good bargaining chip, Siyu didn't understand it, but he also cooperated with him very much. The people in the manor are simple, and the atmosphere in the manor is also relaxed, he took her hand and walked on the lawn, through the ridges of the vineyards, bathed in the warm sunshine, and blended into this oil painting.

She followed him in silence, and he led the way in silence. Until the edge of the grape field suddenly opened up, a high white fence was enclosed, he walked along the road with the white fence, and finally pushed open a gap, he turned his head to Siyu and said: "This is the short road, you can copy this road into the city." ”

Siyu asked, "Isn't Perfume's headquarters in Paris?" You don't really sell wine either, why do you know the estate so well? ”

Peng Youbin shrugged his shoulders and said, "You guess, I'll tell you if you guess." ”

She also said coquettishly: "Who wants to guess, what does it have to do with me!" ”

As they came out of the gap, Peng Youbin carefully restored the fence, then took her hand and said as she walked, "Haven't you always wanted to hear my gossip?" Siyu's heart moved, remembering the heart of the ocean that she didn't know where she was thrown to, she wanted to listen to gossip at the time, just to gossip, but today, the twinkling stars are spinning in her heart all the time, and her heart is like numbness.

She asked quietly, "Then how did Lin Yiyi come up with Fragrant Manor?" ”

"I introduced it." Siyu was stunned, Peng Youbin raised his eyebrows and said, "We are both exchange students of Shanghai-Nanjing University. After we came to France, one of my classmates was from Podol, and Lin Yiyi and I met Jackson for the first time here. Before Liumang, he nominally sold a lot of red wine for France, including Fragrant Manor, I don't dare to say if Liumang had a good heart, but I changed my study of financial management at the time, Jackson wanted to make money, and Lin Yiyi wanted to find an empty shelf, wasn't it just a hit? ”

Siyu asked, "Then did you know what Lin Yiyi was going to do at that time?" He walked with his head bowed and did not answer. She asked again: "Do you know it or not, as the CEO, did you allow Perfume to completely become the biggest murder weapon under the European Six Mangs?" He laughed: "You also know that in Perfume I am just a salaried CEO, Jackson is the largest shareholder, he just needs to sell the wine to make money, he always abstains from voting on the board of directors, Perfume is actually decided by Lin Yiyi." ”

Siyu sneered: "Then why did you suddenly abandon that shelf?" ”

"If you do anything illegal, you won't end well." Peng Youbin stopped and said seriously, but then changed his tone, "Make money!" I finally took down the second elder of the Yi family, if Lin Yiyi hadn't been tripped up, where would I have escaped? If there is a legitimate non-action, I have nothing to do to make this risk! ”

"Do you care about anything other than money?"

"Yes, you, Mrs. Yi Shao."

Well, it doesn't matter if you look at the fireworks, or just think that you have a dream, even if it's fake, it's always warm.

Siyu raised his hand and patted the back of his head, scolding: "It's really yours, and I don't know what Yi Youqian likes about you, he is a person who has won a country with his bare hands." If people really want a brother like you, I have to go and see if his coffin is tightly lid! ”

Peng Youbin smiled: "What, do you like him?" is so majestic with him, so he has been in love for a long time? Come on, there is only one Lin Yiyi in people's hearts. ”

She gave him a blank look: "Aren't you the culprit!" stirring stick, Lin Yiyi only has you in his heart, the love triangle is just right, and he is filming an eight-o'clock series. ”

He smiled and said, "I'm afraid it's not just a love triangle, it's a four-cornered love, Mrs. Peng." ”

He took her hand, full of golden glow, and they walked down the mountain, the rugged stone road, true and false, light and heavy.

But this morning was a warm and sunny day.