Floating Perfume Shop

"This is a good thing your father and that woman did," Zhang Yijiao hissed as he stood in the room that had been sealed by time, "Look at your mother's words, look at her happy life, look , look at..."

"Can you bear to let your mother become such a person, enjoying the glory and wealth, and taking what belongs to you?"

No.

"If you are guilty, you will be punished. They should all die," said the old man hoarsely. "The entire Xiao family is yours. Go and take the Xiao family back from your father."

The cold air gathered and settled in the bottom of my heart, Zhang Wenshan said: "Understood."

"You can't kill the killer, and I won't urge you. In the future, the Xiao family will be yours, and the Zhang family will also be yours. Think about it yourself. Whatever you need, just tell your grandfather."

The old man sent him out. The black car had already parked at the gate of Zhang’s house. The driver opened the door. Zhang Wenshan stood by the car and lowered his eyes: “Thank you, grandpa, for your advice. I’ll come again next time. Take care of yourself.”

Zhang Yijiao tremblingly walked over to the door, and hugged his grandson vigorously: "Let's go."

Zhang Wenshan didn't get into the car immediately, and asked in a low voice: "Grandpa, there is one thing I didn't understand. Mother worked so hard back then, why didn't you think of taking her back?"

The old man was shocked suddenly, and his cane fell to the ground.He arched himself up, and burst out into a terrible cough, so that he couldn't straighten up, his chest was like an old and broken blower, and he couldn't breathe.The butler rushed up immediately, supported and calmed down, and it took a while to calm down.Zhang Yijiao's expression could almost be described as terrifying. He stared fixedly into the eyes of the young man in front of him, sizing up the face that resembled his daughter, and hissed, "Are you blaming me?"

"My grandson dare not."

Zhang Yijiao didn't seem to hear that answer, and asked again: "Ke Xin, are you blaming me? You blaming me, you..."

Resentment overflowed from the old time, his old wrinkled and yellow face seemed to be covered with frost, he stood alone for a long time before he woke up from his trance, as if he suddenly remembered Zhang Wenshan standing in front of him, impatiently He waved his hand calmly: "I'll pick her up, but she won't come back."

It was so infatuated back then.

After Zhang Yijiao finished speaking, he turned around and walked back to the compound of the deep house.When he walked to the entrance of the inner hall, he couldn't stand firmly, so he didn't fall down by relying on the accompanying maid beside him for support.

When Zhang Wenshan returned to Xiao's house, he felt something was tight on his chest, which made him feel uncomfortable. He reached out and touched it. It was the essential oil bottle that Xiao Chongyun had given him in the morning.Usually such cheap little things are carried by secretary assistants, Zhang Wenshan thought for a while, then pushed Secretary Liao's hand away: "No need, let me here."

He rolled down the car window and asked the concierge, "Is Second Young Master at home now?"

According to Xiao Chongyun's habits, he should be reading upstairs now, but maybe he went out.Return this ridiculous little thing, Zhang Wenshan thought.I don't know why he has a vague premonition that no matter how late it is, if he doesn't pay it back now, maybe no matter how late, even if someone wants to snatch it from him, maybe he won't be willing to give it back.

Why be emotionally attached to someone who is about to die?Zhang Wenshan shook his head, even if he had some friendship and throbbing when he was young, since he became sensible, he has killed these feelings one by one in his heart.In a life-and-death battle, the side that softens first will be the one that is completely defeated.

"The second young master has already returned to school," said the concierge, "Uncle Li drove him to the airport at ten o'clock in the morning."

Zhang Wenshan was surprised: "So fast?"

Xiao Chongyun has been afraid of the cold since he was a child. After going to France, he has always complained about the ghostly weather in winter. In the past, he would immediately fly back to the sunny tropics as soon as this holiday came, and stay there until the end of the Christmas holiday.

"That's right, Uncle Li also advised him to stay for two more days," the concierge said courteously, "but something happened in the laboratory, so we have to go back. I heard that the second young master is very famous in their school..."

Xiao Chongyun was not there.

He gave himself a Christmas present and left without even saying hello.

Now that he was gone, the things that Secretary Liao prepared would not be needed for the time being. Zhang Wenshan suddenly felt very relaxed, as if a dark mountain had been lifted from his shoulders.He thought that maybe before he came back next time, he should play the role of a loving brother to dispel his guard, so he sent a text message to Xiao Chongyun: "Got it, thank you, it will work."

The flight was long, and Xiao Chongyun didn't reply to the text message until midnight: "Okay, I love you brother."

It was a perfunctory reply. For some reason, Zhang Wenshan's heart skipped a beat.

He clearly remembered that when Xiao Chongyun was brought here just now, he was still a child, when he used this word for the first time.At that time, my father didn't know why he was suddenly very nervous, and he led someone into the stepmother's small apartment, lest the woman abandon him and run away.At that time, a bunch of bodyguards with guns came, and he knew how many hidden lines of protection his father had arranged around that woman.It turned out that it was a misunderstanding, Xiao Chongyun burst into tears in public.

His father clung to his ear and said, "This is your younger brother, you are responsible for coaxing him."

Zhang Wenshan, who was still a teenager, walked through the crowd and picked up the crying Baituanzi.Later, the whole room was empty, Bai Tuanzi was still crying, and after adjusting the TV for a long time, he couldn't tune the cartoon he wanted to watch. Zhang Wenshan was very anxious, so he took out the poetry collection he had with him.

Dai Wangshu's Anthology of Poems, the first volume of the book his mother read back then, was given to him by the nanny, and he kept it with him all the time.At that time, Zhang Wenshan thought of the dead mother and the living brother, perhaps the latter was more important, so he handed over the book: "Here is the origami airplane for you."

In the afternoon when the light was ambiguous, they folded planes all over the floor, because the paper was so soft that none of them could fly.Zhang Wenshan was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. Xiao Baituanzi came over and hugged him: "I love you brother."

Xiao Chongyun was like a white dumpling when he was a child, cute and cute, the whole family liked it.As long as you give him a lollipop, he will tell his stepmother, love your mother, tell his father, love your father, and tell the young nanny, love you, beautiful sister.That was the first time he said he loved your brother, and after saying it for many years, it has become a simple greeting.

This is a simple greeting, exactly the same as back then, Zhang Wenshan told himself over and over again, don't think too much, don't think too much.

The night in Kuala Lumpur was dark, he sat by the window, lit a cigarette, but didn't smoke it.The flame of the cigarette butt went out and burned until the finger holding the cigarette was pressed and put out in the ashtray.

love you brother.

love you brother.

love you brother.

There is no direct flight from Kuala Lumpur to the town of Grasse, so we can only fly to Nice first, and then drive back to the town of Grasse.It was a long journey of [-] hours, and when we arrived in Grasse, it was [-]:[-] a.m. East Eighth District time, [-]:[-] local time.Long Island is hot all year round, but France has a cold winter with thin snow.

Xiao Chongyun didn't go back to his rented apartment immediately, but knocked on the door of a senior senior.

This neighborhood is very quiet, close to schools and research institutes, and many foreign students rent houses and apartments.Xiao Chongyun knocked on the farthest door. The landlady was already asleep. An unshaven American came to open the door with a toothbrush in his mouth. He took a step back when he saw him: "Xiao, why are you back? Didn't you go home for Christmas? Yet?"

"I'm Chinese, so I don't really celebrate such festivals," Xiao Chongyun said, "I came here to find you this time."

The American youth closed the door in horror: "No, no, I really don't have any money to pay you back recently! Wait for me for another two days..."

Xiao Chongyun held the door panel with his hands and squeezed in: "I'm not here to ask you to pay back the money."

He took out a carefully wrapped glass test tube from the pocket of his coat. It looked empty inside. When he looked carefully at the light, there was a little dark red liquid at the bottom.Xiao Chongyun handed over the glass test tube: "Evan, you are engaged in fine chemistry, can you check for me what's inside? As long as you can find out, our debt will be written off."

Evan White, a rookie engineer in a well-known laboratory, borrowed a large sum of money from his junior because of his girlfriend, unplugged the plug, didn't smell it, and immediately handed it back to him: "Red wine."

"I know," Xiao Chongyun said, "what I want to know is, what else is in the red wine?"

After the banquet yesterday, he knelt in the corner of the empty hall and tried his best to collect only such a little residual wine from glass shards and wine stains.Afterwards, he cleaned up the small area, put his finger on his lips, and smiled slightly at the little cleaning girl: "Don't tell anyone, I'll help you with the work today." The little girl blushed instantly, and said nothing After running away, Xiao Chongyun stood up and went back to his room.

Although experimentation and analysis will take time, he believes in the equipment and talent of this senior.Winter in Grasse is very cold, because Christmas is approaching, Christmas trees and decorative lights can be seen everywhere, standing quietly on the cold streets.With his hands in his pockets, Xiao Chongyun walked towards his apartment, only wanting to return to the warm heating as soon as possible.

He passed a small alley and suddenly heard Chinese.

Are there any Chinese students returning home now?

The small street with the back walls of the houses on both sides is very quiet because the tenants have gone home for Christmas. Although the only lights that are on are dim street lights, they can be seen clearly.Several tall, tattooed foreign students were threatening and intimidating, collecting protection money from younger students. Three or four lower-grade students who were blocked in the alley gathered together, shivering.

He had heard of this kind of mutual bullying among foreign students in school, and this was the first time he had seen the real thing.

Surrounded by three boys and one girl, one of the skinny boys was particularly frightened, and said to his companions: "I heard that this group of people are really hooligans. Some seniors didn't pay the money and were beaten and broken. Otherwise, we... Let's pay a little more..."

The young man was wearing a woolen hat, his skin was a little pale, and his speech was very weak. For some reason, Xiao Chongyun felt a little pity.Back then when he came overseas for the first time, he was also so cautious and careful in everything, and suffered a lot of losses, which made him what he is today.

The boy started to take the lead in digging through the wallet, but there wasn't much in it. Several people were huddling with each other, and it was about to pay. Xiao Chongyun walked over: "You just admit defeat like this?"

Everyone raised their heads together under the streetlight, and the woolen hat recognized him, with a look of astonishment on their faces: "You are... Xiao from the East?"

The perfume school in Grasse is not limited to Ji Fandan-Jolles, and the young people are probably students from the same school, let alone sit idly by.Xiao Chongyun walked up to the foreign students who were collecting protection fees: "I have already called the police."

The leader of the hooligans snorted: "Here comes another money giver."

"You're thinking, when the police come over slowly, you've already taken the money and left?" Xiao Chongyun smiled at him, "Actually, when I was passing by just now, I found a patrol car, so I turned back and called the police. Slow down, it will only take 5 minutes to come here."

Before he could finish speaking, the piercing police sirens suddenly sounded on the other side of the street!

No matter how domineering and rogue international students are, they are still students, and they are most afraid of being deported if they apply for a student visa.When the siren sounded, the gangster's expression changed, and he ran away!Xiao Chongyun took the opportunity to pull up his woolen cap and greeted the other three children: "Run!"

The gangster ran to the other side of the side street, and Xiao Chongyun ran to the other side, and they didn't see each other for 2 minutes.After running for a while, the siren kept ringing, but no police car was seen.Xiao Chongyun was out of breath, bent down to pick up the mobile phone placed at the corner of the street, checked the battery level, turned off the preset siren and alarm clock, and educated his juniors: "You have to find a way to do everything, and it is so simple to put money away. It’s too easy to bully for others. I used to set this alarm clock for myself when I couldn’t get up to read in the morning, but I didn’t expect it to be useful.”

The beanie was still in shock and didn't come back to his senses: "Are you really the Xiao of the East who concocted the 'secret'?"

The three gangsters ran for 5 minutes without any police cars catching up. One of them, a Chinese student with a white tiger tattooed on his arm, asked another fellow with a green dragon tattooed on his back, and the dragon tail protruding from the collar of his neck: "Sun Fangzheng, Fatty Sun, what to do! The boss was taken away by his senior!"

Xiao Qinglong took out his mobile phone: "Hurry up and call the boss! Let's save him!"

He dialed the mobile phone for a long time, and said doubtfully, "Boss hung up on me."

Five minutes later, a text message flew into the phone, and Sun Fangzheng relayed: "The boss said to call again, and he will come back and beat us."