Night falls.

The smell of fireworks on the streets is thick, small traders and vendors are enthusiastically hawking, and the traffic is like neon flashes.

In the old-fashioned Gothic building, strong drum beats, noisy laughter mingle, and rapidly flickering neon lights are reflected on the limbs of men and women swaying to the music. In the dark corner, a long figure silently played with the wine glass in his hand, and the crystal liquid shimmered.

Jiang Feng struggled to squeeze out of the dance floor, dressed luxuriously.

"Mu Yuanzhi, you are still so unaccustomed to returning to China for so long?"

"Well, boring. Just when you came out, accompany me to the terrace to breathe. Muyuan's brow frowned slightly.

"No, the eldest young master of the Jiang family will be here soon, I know that you are in a bad mood today, you go back first today, and I will entertain you."

“......”

"Relax, I can't mess you up."

Jiang Feng's face was thin but not thin, and the scars at the corners of his eyes added a hint of danger to him.

"Good. Then I'll leave it to you. ”

Jiang Feng hooked the corners of his mouth at him and bowed slightly.

A few minutes later, Makihara's car slowly drove out and disappeared at the end of the neon.

"Crunch—"

A piercing braking sound whistled through the wilderness. The man in black hair and blue clothes was arrogant and cold, and the cigarette in his hand was slowly burning, as flickering and obscure as his eyes. Clusters of dog-tail grass made a thin rustling sound with the wind, and the sky was gray.

With the same car roar stopping, Jiang Li opened the car door, walked out of the car, looked at the scene not far away, showed a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, took off his sunglasses, casually shook the door of the luxury car behind him, and slowly walked over there.

Makihara turned off the car lights and sat in the darkness, looking at her quietly.

"It's been a long time, and you're still the same." Jiang Li muttered to herself at the empty sea, she took out a can of beer from her bag, opened it skillfully, and then sat down cross-legged and drank it in small sips. The blue waves gently lap against the shore, like a cordial greeting over and over again. Since his mother and Nan Nan left, Jiang Li would often drink with them here and chat with them.

Bai Nannan was the leading actor in China that year, and he died in an accident, which caused a sensation. In the same year, Jiang Li's mother died of illness, and the strange thing is that after such a big event, Jiang Li was very calm, and only recovered after a few days of depression.

Jiang Li sat for a long time, and there was one more person beside him in a trance.

"The ...... of Makihara Mr. Mu, did you also come out to blow the wind? ”

"Well, it's okay to come out, just come out and take a walk."

"It's a coincidence, and so am I. Most people love South Beach, very few people come here, I didn't expect to meet you here, what a coincidence. Do you think we're like-minded? ”

"Probably." Mu Yuan's answer is not salty or light.

The sea breeze was getting stronger and stronger, and Jiang Li, who was blowing, tightened his coat, and Mu Yuanzhi, who was beside him, had deep eyes under the dim lighting. His hair was a little messy by the damp sea breeze, but his sharp side face was slightly gentle. Jiang Li's mind came to mind him in the previous life, the same face, the same two people, can this life be different? The rewind of life kept flashing in her mind, and she felt a splitting headache, and she could barely hold on to it by holding on to her mind.

"What's wrong? Not feeling well? ”

"It's not a big deal, but I've been feeling tired lately." The corners of Jiang Li's mouth were slightly hooked, and there was a hint of helplessness.

The two were silent for a long time, as if they were a little hesitant, and Jiang Li spoke again.

"I have a question for you, Mr. Mu doesn't have a wife yet, right?"

Mu Yuanzhi was speechless, thinking that she would ask if she would help the Jiang family with the matter, but the result was ......

"You..."

Mu Yuanzhi, who wanted to have a poisonous tongue, happened to bump into Jiang Li's deer-like eyes, and after being blown by the wind for a long time, those clear eyes were wet, blinking like small animals, very cute.

He still swallowed back the words on his lips, and then changed his words, "Miss Jiang's topic is inevitably a little personal, right?" Then he quipped, "What, could it be that you have a crush on me?"

Jiang Li on the side nodded like pounding garlic.

"That's right, that's right, Mr. Mu, although I don't understand the things in your business, I am indeed confused by your beauty!"

“......”

It's so direct, it's so violent. I've seen deep routines and deep scheming, but this is the first time I've seen a straight ball when I come up.

"Hi~ It's okay, you can get to know me slowly, in fact, I'm not the same as the rumors. No one on the outside knows about me, so you see if I don't look like a gentleman at all. ”

"Indeed, you're more of a no-brainer."

"So you know~ You know me! It's true that my brain is not very smart, but my dad said that it is called simple, not stupid. ”

"......" Jiang Chaoping is very good at relieving himself.

"Eh, Mr. Mu, you haven't answered my question yet......" Jiang Li probed, Xu didn't get the answer he wanted, and asked without giving up.

"It's too windy, it's time for me to go."

The dog's tail grass rises and falls in the wind, as if he is eavesdropping on the whispers of the world. Dressed in an ice-blue shirt with narrow sleeves and a serpentine pattern embroidered with royal blue silk thread on the placket and cuffs, Makihara strode away.

"Huh? Huh? ...... of Makihara Then we'll see you next time~ You think about it! ”

On the way home, Jiang Li's mood was inexplicably heavy, and there was a heavy feeling in her heart, this man was thoughtful, and he couldn't find out the source, he didn't know how to prescribe the right medicine at all, she could only rely on a little experience that she had been exposed to briefly in her previous life to test it. It seems that this person is a bit soft and not hard? Moreover, judging from the experience of his previous life, Mu Yuanzhi has some complicated feelings for himself, although he is a little unkind, but he will not die without help. A coincidence like today may also be a directive from God, after all, she Jiang Li met by chance with her strength!

In the villa, Mu Yuanzhi stood by the window like a child, the wind slowly swept his hair, and the way he tapped his fingers lightly on the window when he thought about things remained the same as when he was a child. He just stood there, doing nothing, staring at the moon in mid-air, as if penetrating matter to reach another world. His mouth twitched slightly, as if he was muttering something, but he couldn't hear anything quietly.

In the past 20 years, every today, Mu Yuanzhi's longing for his mother has reached the extreme. But today, because of an unexpected person, the dampness in my heart was slightly blown away by the wind.

The loss of his mother is undoubtedly an obstacle that he cannot get out of. Makihara was born in El Salvador, a place of fear, violence, and death. There is no fairness and no justice, only fists speak, and for as long as he can remember, only his mother has protected him. But in such a place where human life is like a mustard, what means does a woman have to support a child who is still nursing in a country where the language is not spoken...

Men covered in tattoos and full of swear words are often found in their small dilapidated houses of a few square meters. When he grew up, his mother was always in a panic and told him that he would go to the next door to play with Ah Feng and come back later.

Until the day his mother left, and since then, Makihara has known. No matter what the outside world is, at least there is no fairness and justice in his world, he no longer has a mother, all he can rely on is the fist in his hand, and the only thing he can rely on is himself.