CHAPTER XLVI

Extra one: Qiu Ma was frivolous when he was young (male protagonist's perspective)

In 2016, autumn in the Imperial City was not a good time.

The climate is exceptionally dry, and when Yan Chaoyu came down from running a lap from the mountain wearing a mask, he was swept by the wind and sand, and the red leaves fell all over the ground.

He walked to the head of a black jeep convoy in front of him, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel, the time of his watch was half past six, and when he raised his eyes, through his half-wet forehead, he saw that the bright glow poured down on the mountainside, and the peaks were also dyed with golden light.

He has been watching the sunrise in Beijing for many years.

The jeep window suddenly rolled down, and the four eyes were facing each other, and Jin Xiangdong glanced at him, "You're so fast every time?"

After four years in Europe, the sun baked his complexion to a little honey, the contours of his face were originally cold and sharp, his eyebrows and eyes were narrow and long and dark, and he could occasionally smile with some edge, If he is only so calm and quiet, the whole person will be gloomy.

Yan Chaoyu glanced at him, stretched out his long arms and took a cigarette directly from the window to the center console, biting and lighting it in one go, and his whole body was full of ruffians.

"Accompany one?"

Aunt Liang has served in the Yan family for decades, and her words and expressions are as good as those of her ancestors in the Forbidden City, and she only smiled: "The eldest prince's temperament has been tempered in the past few years, so he naturally understands your good intentions in him." ”

Yan Pingshan dropped a piece of ink treasure and raised his eyes to look at him: "Are you going back to the United States tomorrow?" ”

But Yan Pingshan is right about one thing, if Yan Chaoyu doesn't have the ability to stand out among the Yan family's generation, he won't be able to control the situation of the Yan family in the future.

The old lady of the Jin family has known Yan Pingshan for many years, and Jin Xiangdong grew up under the old lady's knees, so how can he not know Yan Pingshan's personality.

The consumption of a few years is enough to take off a person's sharpness, leaving only the decadent Tang to live in a drunken gold fan.

Jin Xiangdong just thought about answering the sound and then remembered something, and suddenly fell silent for a while.

Jin Xiangdong: "You didn't go back to the United States?" ”

Yan Chaoyu bowed his head and hung up the phone, he raised his eyes and skipped a line of English [Peretola Airport]

The door of the study is hidden, the carved window edge shines through the distemper yellow light inside, Yan Pingshan likes to use old things, even the lamps in the study are all old antiques left in the 20th century, he knocked on the door according to the ceremony, and after getting a sound inside, the door creaked open and half closed.

Yan Chaoyu's black eyelashes narrowed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice: "Who gave the news?" ”

On the eve of his departure, Yan Chaoyu returned to the old house of the Yan family in Changhe Li.

Yan Pingshan's hand touched the stack of red stickers, and quickly withdrew it, his cloudy eyes looked at Yan Chaoyu for a long time, and then smiled: "You have grown up a lot, and you know how to be considerate of your elders." ”

Yan Chaoyu didn't stop because of this, he only glanced at it in a hurry, and then walked out of here.

A few wisps of wind poured in shook the gilded tangled candlestick in front of the old man's desk.

The old man's habit of falling asleep at nine o'clock persisted for decades, Yan Chaoyu left the study at half past eight, met with Aunt Liang, the servant who was waiting outside the door, and returned to the room along the courtyard corridor.

Yan Chaoyu walked up to him, carefully took the paper, framed it according to the steps and placed it in a place, and his voice was unwavering: "What do you think of the ticket that passed at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, put it here?" ”

Four years ago when he went abroad, he said that he was studying abroad, but in fact it was the uncles of the Yan family who exiled him, Yan Pingshan sat firmly on the high platform and only watched the situation, and did not care about his life or death abroad, Yan Chaoyu 17 when he went to the United States, the domestic situation was all in the hands of the third uncle, and he couldn't say half a word, and it was Jin Xiangdong who came to see him off at the airport, and then in the next few years, until he returned to China three days ago, Jin Xiangdong came to pick him up.

Yan Pingshan stood on one side and looked left and right a few times, and when he put away the pen, his eyes skimmed over the stack of golden and red stickers in the drawer, glanced at the broad and slender back of the eldest grandson, pondered for a moment and asked: "Chaoyu, you have also finished your studies now, when do you plan to return to Beijing?" ”

Yan Chaoyu opened the window, slid the grinding wheel of the lighter in his hand, and burned a cigarette, the scarlet light was flashing, and a piece of soot fell from his fingertips and fell on the podocarpus outside the window, inch after inch gray.

Outside the airport glass, the rich golden glow is under the eyes.

Yan Chaoyu turned around, and a gentle smile appeared in his eyes: "When grandfather needs it, grandson will naturally come back." ”

Yan Chaoyu lowered his eyelids and didn't speak, and the smell of smoke lingered with a few wisps of citrus into his breath.

The sunset of the emerald is worth admiring.

It's just that no one could have imagined at the time that something else would happen later.

At the end of the east courtyard, the faint light of the balcony swayed, and the glimmer of the glass window outlined a slender silhouette, looming in the moonlight.

And this garden full of podocarpus, one is hard to find, it was the third uncle Yan Zhongling a few years ago in order to please the old man, took a lot of effort to get it back.

He only lowered his eyes in response, and did not answer yes or no, and looked at it as if acquiescing.

"Don't worry, others don't know, it was your assistant who told me that I didn't receive you at the airport, so I came to ask." Jin Xiangdong said again: "Ah Yan, no matter what you do next, don't be too rash in everything, be careful." ”

Jin Xiangdong smiled and took the lighter he flung over, the 'click' sound sounded in the wind, and he asked, "How long are you going to stay when you go back to China this time?" ”

One is a direct flight to the United States, and the other is a connecting flight from the United States.

Yan Chaoyu shrugged his eyebrows slightly, the dark red scarlet light flickered between his fingers, and then extinguished, he dusted off the little cigarette ash on his cuffs that were blown by the wind, and only said: "Xiangdong, I want to return to China, the old man will not help me, unless I can walk in front of him with my ability." ”

In the silence of the long night, the 'click' of the lighter lasted for a long time, like an addiction.

As soon as I got off the plane, I made an international call.

The lamp in the study was shining, Yan Pingshan stood up straight with a cane, and Aunt Liang stood aside to help him down the steps.

The framed picture frame hung steadily on the wall, the mirror reflected the man's deep eye sockets, and his long eyelashes fell a faint shadow, and the fingertips under the frame were white, but he paused for a few seconds.

This is the picture that his third uncle likes to see.

The next day, Yan Chaoyu took two flights.

Yan Pingshan was comfortable when he heard this, and his face looked warm on the way back.

Yan Chaoyu was silent for half a minute and said, "The day after tomorrow." ”

"So the car you ordered me before was to send Uncle Yan?"

"Trabecular." Yan Pingshan: "Have you noticed that Chaoyu is different from four years ago?" ”

Leaving the airport, a dark red supercar stopped in front of me, as if it had been waiting for its owner with this ancient city.

Yan Chaoyu stepped forward, took the car keys handed by the man in the suit, and went around and went directly into the driver's seat, he has always been crazy to drive, and his eyes soaked in dullness also became shining when he stepped on the clutch.

The new assistant sat in the boss's car for the first time, and he didn't dare to shout when his heart was raised to his throat, so he had to secretly curl up his fingers to grasp the seat belt, and his face remained unchanged.

After arriving at the destination, Yan Chaoyu parked the car on the side of the road, took out a cigarette case and handed him one: "Do you know how to smoke?" ”

Chen Yong was still immersed in the thoughts that fortunately his hair was lush and could cover his forehead sweat, and suddenly listened to the boss's fluttering voice, and was a little stunned, "Ah......"

Yan Chaoyu sneered, rolled down the window, and lit one to himself.

"Assistant Chen, have you heard a word? With what kind of person, you always have to learn from him. ”

The night wind surged through his voice, "You can give it a try, I have changed the tobacco, and it won't hurt you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the car door opened, the car keys and the silver carved lighter rested in the center console, the man dusted off the matching shawl on his sweater, and the street lamp illuminated his figure comfortably and upright.

Ahead is a private estate.

Yan Chaoyu stood quietly under the street lamp, and after a quarter of an hour, the smoke between his fingers burned away, and he glanced at the movement of the iron gate of the manor, only to see a thin shadow coming out of it.

Some way apart, Yan Chaoyu couldn't see the person hiding in the night clearly, but the person noticed him first, as if he was a little frightened, and his body hit the iron door with a rattle.

Yan Chaoyu's eyebrows were curled, and he pondered for a few seconds, clearing his throat and suddenly stuck a word in his throat.

“hat are you doing here？”

Qingling's voice belonging to the girl pierced through the cloudy night and reached her ears.

Yan Chaoyu followed the end a few steps closer, and his eyes fell on the glass bottle in the girl's hand, with brown and white labels, which looked a little familiar. After a second of enlightenment, he remembered that this package was a strong liquor with a higher concentration.

His eyes fell on the little girl's British-style skirt, which he was familiar with, and there was a similar school uniform in the middle school he attended.

Schoolgirl, and a bottle of spirits.

Yan Chaoyu sneered and replied to her in Chinese: "In Italy, minors don't seem to be allowed to buy tobacco and alcohol. ”

The girl obviously took a step back towards the darkness, and her voice was cold and fierce: "Chinese should not be nosy. ”

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the night breeze blew through the trees around the manor, and the branches and leaves rustled with the sound of scattered footsteps.

Yan Chaoyu stood in the halo, her eyes followed the sound, and at the end of the road where she disappeared, she could only glimpse the falling moonlight, and the girl's silhouette looked slender.

It's still a long-haired school girl.

This episode passed, and that night, Yan Chaoyu waited for the person he was waiting for.

He only had three days in Florence, and Yan Zhongling's project in southern Europe at the beginning of the year had not progressed, and Yan Chaoyu came this time to promote this matter.

But this matter, he can't be too detailed and perfect, Yan Zhongling is the most like the old man among the four uncles, and he is also suspicious, Yan Chaoyu can only reveal some flaws in the project.

As he expected, he chatted with his Florentine partner all night, and the next evening, Yan Zhongling's phone called.

"Chaoyu, I am currently in London to attend the meeting, I may have to delay some time, I expect to fly to New York the night after tomorrow, and then our uncle and nephew will meet."

Yan Chaoyu's tone was humble and peaceful: "I will wait for you in New York." ”

The phone hung up, Yan Chaoyu stretched out his arms and scooped the coat on the chair, and after saying goodbye to his friends, he walked out of the bar quickly, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Assistant Chen standing on the side of the road trying to light a cigarette, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the pipe was wrinkled.

Chen Yong tried to rub the grinding wheel, and finally lit the fireworks, lit up a little scarlet, and the white mist shrouded the young man's immature face, he choked and coughed, frowned and inhaled again, and finally saw the boss across the road.

Chen Yong hurriedly put away the lighter and cigarettes, and was in a hurry for a while.

Until Yan Chaoyu got into the co-pilot, Chen Yong drove the car at a uniform speed, glancing at him from time to time.

Yan Chaoyu closed his eyes and faked sleep: "What do you want to ask?" ”

"The owner...... I broke the cigarette just now, will my salary be deducted? ”

Yan Chaoyu glanced at him, and then gave him his cigarette case directly: "I've sent you, drive to the airport first." ”

"Boss, pick up someone?"

“…… I fly to the United States. ”

Chen Yong exclaimed, "Leave so soon?" So what to do with the car you bought? ”

Yan Chaoyu had just drunk some strong wine, and some of the college students who had just graduated were startled, pressed their eyes, and said lightly: "Buy a garage and put it away." ”

This car is the full price paid by Chen Yong, and it was swiped away from the card with a 7-digit swipe, and now I can listen to it casually from the boss's mouth, isn't that going to fall into dust?

After sighing in his heart for a while, Chen Yong remembered that Yan Chaoyu gave him the card with few numbers left now, and felt even more headache.

"The owner...... You don't seem to have any money......"

Yan Chaoyu really couldn't afford such a squandering in the past two years, but he didn't run out of money, he didn't explain to the assistant, he just said to let him go first.

At that time, Chen Yong was actually quite stunned.

He received two months' salary and worked only two days.

Although he felt a little guilty about this, he couldn't afford to keep the car for long with two months' salary...... Wouldn't you have to pay for it?

This year, Florence's late-night flights were deserted, and the entire airport hall was very empty.

The receptionist at the airport led Yan Chaoyu to the VIP waiting room.

The flight time was in the early hours of the morning, Yan Chaoyu took the blanket and sat on the soft leather sofa to look at the time, there were still three hours left, enough for him to sleep for a while and wake up by the way.

I closed my eyelids, and my thoughts fluctuated for I don't know how long.

Yan Chaoyu's high sensitivity [gǎn] vigilance is due to Yan Pingshan's training, so he will wake up immediately at the slightest wind blow.

The airport was no surprise this time.

The moment he opened his eyes, Yan Chaoyu frowned, pressed his eye sockets, and there was a faint whimper outside the door.

To the rhythm of the crying outside the door, he stretched his eyebrows and tapped his fingers on the edge of the table.

Yan Chaoyu counted the time on his watch, and the minute hand moved for exactly five minutes, when the sound outside gradually stopped, and his sleepiness was swept away.

There was still a minute to 12 a.m.

He raised his eyes and casually glanced at the LCD TV in front of him, and the door of the lounge behind him suddenly moved, and someone pushed the door open, and then, his eyes moved slightly, and a figure was reflected in the dark LCD screen in front of him.

Short and skinny.

Yan Chaoyu glanced at it and was about to withdraw his gaze, but his watch pointed to the fact that at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, he suddenly glanced at a corner of the familiar school skirt.

It turned out to be her again.

It turned out to be her again.

Tapping his fingers, he couldn't help but sneer lightly, there were only two of them in the entire waiting room, they had the same tacit understanding;

- I also like a quiet, independent space.

A quarter of an hour later, the door to the lounge was opened again, and a stewardess walked up to the girl with a plate.

“Beautiful girl， this is a cake for you. I hope you can have a onderful night。 ”

A velvet cake sprinkled with cocoa powder was on the delicate plate, and the sweet taste of chocolate quickly penetrated her nostrils, and the halo soaked in her slightly fluttering eyelashes, and her dark eyes were dripping with confusion.

And the next second, her eyes were fixed on the shadow reflected on the wall in front of her.

The stewardess who delivered the meal quickly left, and the girl glanced at the cake and then at the floating shadow on the wall, repeating it for a few minutes.

The owner of the long shadow in front of him suddenly stood up, he turned his back to him, lowered his eyes and unbuttoned the brown wool checked cardigan, and then put one hand in his pocket, and walked comfortably to the front exit.

As the door opened, a call rang out behind him. Yan Chaoyu tilted his head slightly, and the bright light source outside the door hid the silhouettes of the two at the same time, and between the intertwined lights, he heard the clear female voice again.

“…… Thank you. ”

After a pause, the corners of the man's lips curled slightly, and he didn't stop any longer.

The last click of the door shutting out, cutting off the bright light outside, blending in the blurred silhouettes.

(End of chapter)