In the blink of an eye, August, for Jin Xi, he has experienced too many things in the past half month in the West Island, and the only constant is change. The most incredible thing is to live with a strange, amnesiac man, and the days are like honeymoons, and there is a small home that seems to be customized for them, Jin Xi can smile from the bottom of her heart.

This rainy city is like eating pistachios, in addition to laughing like the sun, you can also cry when you forget to vent. If it weren't for the fact that the sea was inclusive, the weather of more than 40 degrees must have steamed the sea, and the waves were agitated and waved, and the beach could not be moistened, and the only thing that could be moistened was people's clothes.

Jin Xi He Xi will still come to the beach every day to take a look, and occasionally when the mood comes, he will go to the shore with a reef to pick up shells, catch small crabs, and the small crabs will go back and fry them to eat, crispy and fragrant. The complexion of the two has also changed from fair to dark, He Xi is full of vitality, Jin Xi is full of joy, even if He Xi can't find his past, the two can always be happy.

The evening sun has put away its heat, and it can't help but give the world a naked red. The two of them sat on the beach, He Xi placed a small red bucket beside him, which was still active small crabs, and next to Jin Xi was a box that penetrated the shade, which was full of shells and conch shells of different colors, and of course, there were also edible living creatures mixed in it and still spitting bubbles. The two looked at the gradually calming sea and the occasional boat passing by in the distance, and did not speak, but their eyes were indeed different depths.

"You're thinking about Mom, I can feel it." He Xi's calm voice broke Jin Xi's thoughts.

"You're also in a bad mood, today is a little more confused and anxious, shouldn't we come to the beach again in the future?" Jin Xi also responded calmly to He Xi.

Accustomed to the days when you have me and I have you, and also used to the blending of thoughts and feelings with each other, this feeling is like the magical telepathy of twins.

"No", He Xi was silent for a moment and said, "The heart can be given to you forever, but I have to find myself, Jin Xi, you won't understand my feelings." He Xi looked into the distance, his eyes full of eagerness.

"Whether you can find your past or not, I will always be with you in the future! Unless...... Jin Xi stopped talking again.

"No unless, I don't allow that unless it exists, I have a rational judgment these days, I should be the same age as you, but I shouldn't have any family, we have been looking for clues on the beach for so long to no avail, and we haven't met anyone looking for someone on the beach, maybe。。。。。。 I'm just a single man with no home, and you're God's family to me. He Xi looked at Jin Xi sincerely and clenched her hand, and then said: "Jin Xi, I am really thinking about our future, you have to believe me, if I really have a home, then my family is your family, I want to marry you into the door, if I don't have a home, then I will strive for a home for you, you are right, maybe I am really a cook, because I have a lot of Western and Chinese recipes in my head, I can be a chef, I can raise you!"

Jin Xi smiled, his eyes were full of emotion, and he flashed like stars.

"Then let's open a small restaurant, you are in charge of the back kitchen, I am in charge of the front hall, there are six tables, oh no, four is enough, I don't want you to be too tired, besides, we don't have a menu, you decide what customers eat, you just do it according to the head." What Jin Xi said was decent, which made He Xi laugh out loud.

"Don't let me order, your restaurant is so domineering, so who knows what kind of dishes you make, haha。。。。。。" He Xi was really smiling like a flower at this time.

"Haven't you heard of the lucky bag? Blind box, mysterious gift box have always heard of it, right? What you want is a sense of mystery, let me tell you, if we open a restaurant like this, it could turn the restaurant industry upside down! Do you think, a shop, as soon as you enter the door, the Nordic minimalist style, you can't see that it is a place to eat, I think that when you arrive at a place of cultivation, the boss will count the heads, and one person will give a cup of tea and some refreshments, and leave a word 'etc', leaving a surprised and curious expression of the customer, waiting for the tea to drink more than half, the food is on the table, the combination of Chinese and Western styles, absolutely amazing the taste buds of the diners, and worship you well, hahaha。。。。。。 , by the way, you can't waste this beauty, the fairy wind is proud to come one-to-one, vacate a wall to paint you, haha, you will be famous by then, fans Wuyang Wuyang came to check in and take pictures, we will become an Internet celebrity store, haha! The more Jin Xi spoke, the more excited he became, as if all these conjectures were true.

"No, you can't draw me, you have to draw you, so that fans will know that I am a famous flower, and I only sell my art and not my body." He Xi smiled and agreed.

Jin Xi hadn't reacted to He Xi's secret confession, and was still immersed in his imaginary picture and blurted out: "That's not good, you can't say that you have a girlfriend and a wife if you don't see the big names of the Yin Star, if you say it, lose fans, this is called a character design, you have to give fans, especially female fans, enough imagination space, so that they feel that you belong to them, so that they can have a steady stream of economic benefits, dream know, this is also a business strategy!"

"But I don't want to belong to anyone else, I just want to belong to you!" He Xi was still smiling and talking about love, staring at Jin Xi who had not yet reacted with crooked eyebrows.

"Oh, this is strategy, strategy, you don't really belong to 。。。。。。 Well? Jin Ximeng turned her head sideways, and saw He Xi looking at herself with a smile, her eyes were full of love, she immediately blushed, and finally reacted: "Who belongs to you, you... Who's your wife... You mislead me ... Oops I 。。。。。。 ”。

He Xi also hugged Jin Xi tightly to his chest, unwilling to let go like a treasure.

"Jin Xi, I thank this magic for letting me meet such a good you, for the rest of my life, I will love you and protect you with my life, I just ask you to let me be by your side, don't let go of me!" Two lines of tears flowed down the corners of He Xi's eyes.

Jin Xi clinged to He Xi's chest, feeling strong love and reluctance, the slight tremor moved Jin Xi, and the "red heart" in her chest was also instantly hot, she wrapped her arms around He Xi tightened and tightened, and said to her mother in her heart: "Mom, I really found my happiness, I have a home again!"

"That's right, Jin Xi, in the future, I will be your home, and I will definitely make you the happiest woman in the world!" He Xi heard Jin Xi's heart and responded emotionally.

Jin Xi was stunned for a second, and then smiled with relief, what is more thorough love in this world than "you are in my heart".

Breaking away from He Xi's arms, Jin Xi gently wiped away He Xi's tears, and another light kiss was imprinted on the corner of He Xi's eyes, and the two snuggled up to each other, sending away the last touch of red on the sea.

"What do we eat at night?" Jin Xi looked into the distance.

"Let's go, today, let you be my first customer, you can help me try the dishes! Let's go home! He Xi took Jin Xi's hand and walked in the direction of home.

The sky in France was unusually gloomy, which coincided with Peng Yu's mood. The entrusted lawyer team is professional, and coordinated with the crisis public relations party as soon as they learned the news, and organized a media conference in the shortest possible time, the theme of which is that chef L. will be on indefinite leave, and the comeback date is to be determined, and the reason is family factors, so it will not be announced, of course, the spokesman is Peng Yu, who is rushing to France.

Peng Yu was picked up by car to the press conference site as soon as he landed, along the way, the staff stuffed Peng Yu with a speech, the words were rigorous, Peng Yu was a little dazed, his inner complexity and the concise yin of the white paper and black words formed a fresh yin contrast, silently, Peng Yu's tears fell on the paper and snapped, and it was also this tear that made Peng Yu quickly put away his sad emotions, because he knew that he had to deal with everything here and go back to China, and he knew that his brother must be waiting for him somewhere in the West Island.

As soon as the news came out, the French catering industry was boiling, from well-known media to newspapers and magazines, all began to report on it in large volumes, and previous interviews were also turned out and re-fermented. A young Chinese can gain a foothold in the French catering industry and have his own brand cuisine, which is a very proud thing, but he retired dimly at the peak of his career, this mystery is enough to make the industry think about it, and all the news exporters have become the headline party to attract attention, what 'Lan-style French food is extinct', 'well-known Chinese chefs are retiring from taste loss', and even released horror titles such as 'well-known French chef L. was assassinated when he returned to China'.

How could Peng Yu let such news spread, fortunately, the lawyer team and the public relations team acted quickly, suppressing all unfavorable remarks in just two days, Peng Yu called his father and was relieved to learn that Uncle Yun had not paid attention to He Xi's affairs recently.

But despite this, the news was still seen by Ziyan, although Ziyan rarely went home after starting a business, and the company also opened in Jingzhou in order to stay away from the West Island, but her attention to He Xi's brother has not diminished at all, almost all of He Xi's clothes are designed and made by Ziyan herself and sent to France, even Zifeng does not have this treatment, if Zifeng's love for He Xi is fiercely requested, then Ziyan's love for He Xi is silently giving, and in terms of gender, the way their brother and sister love He Xi should have been in tune with the tone seems to be logical.

Ziyan pushed open Zifeng's office and shouted with teary eyes: "Where is He Xi?" Why didn't he answer the phone, what were those reports? You tell him to come to the hotel right away, I'm going to see him right away! ”

Ziyan's hysterical tears burst and she sat down on the ground. From the time she saw the report of the 'well-known French Chinese chef L. who was assassinated in China' to Zifeng's office, there was only a short interval of four hours, that is to say, excluding the two and a half hours of flight time, Ziyan only took about an hour and a half from booking a plane ticket to getting on the plane and then getting off the plane to run to the Yunjia Hotel.

Zifeng stood up from the sofa in surprise, frightened by Ziyan's storm, and even forgot how to use his legs and feet, for a full minute, he stood like that, tears gushing down.

"Zifeng, where is our brother? What's going on? Ziyan looked up at Zifeng, Zifeng relieved herself, and hurriedly helped Ziyan to sit on the sofa, the brother and sister hugged each other, tears flowed for a long time.

"Don't believe all the nonsense on the Internet, brother is fine, it's just 。。。。。。 I haven't found it yet, but don't worry, he's still in the West Island! Zifeng's comfort made even him feel very pale.

"What do you mean you haven't found it, and what do you mean it's still in the West Island?" Ziyan glared at Zifeng for an answer. Zifeng told Ziyan what happened, and the two fell silent.

"Does Dad know? Did you call the police? Send someone to find it! Ziyan suddenly asked.

"I didn't tell Dad, I'm afraid he won't be able to stand it, he hasn't been in good health recently, don't worry, my brother will be fine, Uncle Peng sent a lot of people to look for it, and I will find it soon." Zifeng comforted in his mouth, but his eyes were in a trance.

"Didn't call the police? Why didn't you call the police? Ziyan angrily picked up her phone.

"No, Ziyan, in case。。。。。。 In case it is kidnapping for ransom。。。。。。 Zifeng snatched the phone, with fear in his words.

"In order to protect the Yun family, you didn't care about He Xi's life?" Ziyan became excited, "He Xi was kidnapped a long time ago, when he was 5 years old, when we were born, when his mother was killed, he was kidnapped by resentment, kidnapped by injury, kidnapped by grief, kidnapped by us, does anyone in the world know that there is a Yun Hexi in the Yun family?" We robbed him of everything, do you know, Yun Zifeng! Zi Yan pushed Zi Feng down violently, and hit Zi Feng hard with both hands, but Zi Feng had empty eyes and no intention of stopping at all, just holding Zi Yan's mobile phone tightly in his hand.

Ziyan thrashed frantically, and swung an inch fist at Zi Feng's cheek, and suddenly blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, but Zi Feng still didn't stop it, just closed his eyes, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

When Ziyan lost the strength to stop, she saw Zifeng's bruised cheekbones, bloody corners of his mouth, his torn shirt, the bloody passage on his chest cut by his nails, the bloody tooth marks on his shoulders, and maybe invisible internal injuries, as well as visible Zifeng's tears.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, what did I do, I'm sorry Zifeng, Zifeng 。。。。。。" Ziyan picked up Zifeng, hugged Zifeng, wiped his tears, wiped the bloody corners of his mouth, and cried like something guiltily.

"Ziyan, it's my brother's fault, but Ziyan, we have to believe Uncle Peng, and we have to believe in He Xi, he will come back, and when we find He Xi, we will return everything to him, okay? Dad owes him, let's make it up, okay? Zifeng's voice was fragile and distressed.

"Okay, Zifeng, brother will come back, let's look for him together!" Ziyan finally calmed down and helped Zifeng call the doctor butler.

Within a week, Peng Yu followed the lawyer team to deal with all the matters of He Xi in France, and it is a muffled regret in the French restaurant industry that the blue cuisine does not know when it will return. He Xi's apartment was returned, and when packing the items, Peng Yu found that there were few things that really belonged to He Xi. In the past few years, He Xi has won awards and reported on his own newspaper and magazine scrapbooks, the first page is turned and it reads 'Dream Realized for Mother'; ten identical notebooks, which are He Xi's diaries, which have not fallen from the first day he came to France; a laptop that should have been used for a long time; and a photo of He Xi with his mother when he was 5 years old at the bedside. And the only thing left to take away is the clothes, which are sent by Ziyan every year, but almost they are not opened, neatly placed in the wardrobe, Peng Yu thought, these full care poured into Ziyan is a weight that He Xi can't bear, but it's better to send it back, this is not only clothes, but also the care of relatives.

Peng Yu used a big suitcase to carry He Xi's trophies and medals, this is He Xi's history of struggle, he carefully wiped each one, and then wrapped it in foam paper and then carefully packed it, full of it, and must take it back in person. Open the photo frame, Peng Yu found that it was actually two photos, in addition to the photo of He Xi and his mother, there was also a picture of He Xi wearing a chef's uniform and holding a three-star certification certificate, the back of the photo reads 'Gift for mother', Peng Yu cherished and wiped it, 5-year-old He Xi smiled brightly, and He Xi smiled distressingly when he grew up.

Peng Yu picked up a diary and prepared to put the photo in it, but found that this was this year, and the latest one was written on July 15th, that is, the day before He Xi left for China, the day before his mother's death, and the day before his birthday, and the last line of text was: Mom, I really want to go home, I've been floating for so long, I've hated it for so long, my son is tired, I'll go back to accompany you, okay?