After breakfast, Ji Jinchuan looked at a little wrist watch: "go up to change clothes."

She did not understand to look at him: "want to go out?"

Ji Jinchuan took her back to the bedroom: "weekend just have time to accompany you out to relax."

Back in the bedroom, Ji Jinchuan opened the closet, took a suit of his own clothes from it, and quickly changed: "I'll wait for you downstairs." And out of the room.

Shen Youran changed her clothes and went downstairs. The man was waiting for her on the handrail at the entrance of the stairs. She stepped down the steps: "where are you going to take me?"

She was wearing a cream white sweater inside and a long fur and powder coat knee high outside. She was wearing a handbag between her right arms, and her feet were wearing a pair of Flat Boots, which covered her slender legs. She had black and smooth hair on her shoulders, and her cheeks were pure and delicate.

She went to the last step, Ji Jinchuan extended a hand to her, she put his hand in his palm, he took her down the steps, big palm wrapped her soft hand: "take the place you want to go most."

She looked at him blankly.

He gave her a kiss on the cheek and walked out of the living room with his arm around her: "I'll see when I go."

Waiting for the traffic lights at a crossroad, she asked, "are you going back to the Shen family?"

The man noticed the indicator light in front of him and put his right hand on the steering wheel. After hearing her words, he looked at her side: "what do you want to go to most is the Shen family?"

She pursed her lips and did not speak.

When she got on the viaduct, she drove northward and got on the high-speed highway. She looked at the man driving. Is this going to another city?

It took three hours to get to Wuzhen from city a, and it was just 11:30.

Standing on the Qingshi bridge, looking at the familiar Town, Shen leiran's eyes are warm and hazy fog is gathered at the bottom of his eyes.

After leaving Wuzhen at the age of 13, she never came back. It has been ten years.

Although Wuzhen has changed a lot in the past ten years, it is still what she remembered.

It is still a green brick house. There will be one or two pomegranate trees in front of each house. Couplets are pasted on the door. At the end of the stone bridge, stir sugar is still sold. But the stall owner is no longer the old man in dark gray cotton cloth, but a middle-aged woman.

She looked back and looked at the man under the bridge leaning against Maybach smoking. He was tall and straight in a dark black overcoat, and his cold face became more and more profound in the blue and white smoke.

The man is also looking at her, his eyes with warm color, as if there are ice floes melting snow, little by little overflow in her heart, let her heart a soft.

That pair of black to the extreme eyes, overflowing with rare tenderness, as if something was calling her, let her uncontrollably go to him, want to return to him without delay, the pace under the foot faster and faster, finally turned into a trot.

Ji Jinchuan looked at the woman standing on the stone bridge running down the stone steps, regardless of the coming to him. His heart leaped to his throat, threw the smoke in his hands on the ground and trampled it out. He quickly stepped forward and hugged the woman who came.

Shen Youran plunges into his arms, hugs his waist, and her cheek sticks to his sweater. She also feels his warm body temperature through the material. After a long time, she says in a hoarse voice: "thank you."

Ji Jinchuan one hand around her, one hand touch her head, low voice with a light smile: "as long as you are happy."

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