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Yi asked.

"Is it because Mr. Ritter terminated the contract with Mr. Song after Wimbledon? Is it because he didn't win the championship after Dubai?"

"May I ask if Mr. Ritter and Mr. Song terminated the contract peacefully?"

"Mr. Song seems to have disappeared from public view for some time. Does Mr. Ritter know where he is?"

"I heard that Mr. Song seems to have plans to come back. Has the operation been completed? Regarding this, Mr. Ritter thinks he can return to the game again?"

The flash dazzled Tang Yi's eyes, and the reporters' questions one after another made his ears ring.

Tang Hui was also a little angry. He turned on the microphone in front of him and was about to speak, but Tang Yi turned it off with one hand.

Tang Hui looked at his younger brother in surprise.

Tang Yi reached out to turn on the microphone. He pulled the microphone and said slowly and firmly, "Song Yuran will return to the arena."

"Mr. Song? It's time to prepare for the operation." The little nurse opened the door and probed.

Song Yuran in the ward turned off the TV, looked up at her, "Okay, thank you!"

The little girl's face was flushed, and she subconsciously touched the freckles on the bridge of her nose with her fingers, "Then, come with me first." She was even so nervous that she stuttered.

"Is Mr. Song watching the US Open?" The girl quickly changed the subject.

"Hmm." Song Yuran was still distracted by the reporter's sharp question, Tang Yi who faced the reporter alone, and his last words.

Song Yuran felt extremely uncomfortable. He reached into his pocket and took out the small tennis pendant that Tang Yi had given him at that time. He sat on the chair and opened it. The photos inside had already been replaced by him. The 20-year-old self holding the cup is the 12-year-old caddy Tang Yi holding the strawberry cream.

He gently stroked Tang Yi's face in the photo, trying to help him wipe off the cream at the corner of his mouth, always like a cat, Song Yuran smiled.

Dr. Müller came in, "Is our champion ready to come back?"

Before the operation, the little nurse will tell you the possible serious consequences and complications one by one, and the attending doctor will definitely give you the greatest confidence and let you relax.

Song Yuran nodded.

"Then come with me!" Dr. Müller gave a rare smile.

Song Yuran closed the photo and put it back in his pocket. He was well aware of the risks of surgery. In the past, he chose to give up tennis because of his father's affairs and injuries, but now because of Tang Yi, he wanted to return to the game.I want to be side by side with him, enjoy the acceleration of the heartbeat brought by competitive sports, and the doubles that I promised him, and I want to achieve glory with him.

He has been waiting for the Olympics next year for a long time.

Song Yuran stroked the small tennis ball, as if Tang Yi was by his side.

Even without Song Yuran present, Tang Yi's state didn't seem to be affected at all, but a more stable feeling was revealed.

Su Ming silently looked at Tang Yi on the field, frowning.He also couldn't contact Song Yuran for more than a month, and he was extremely suspicious that something had happened.

At the end of the second round, Tang Yi picked up his bag and left the court. In the passage, he met Su Ming who didn't play today, and stopped him.

"Mr. Su?" Tang Yi asked in surprise.

A title, Su Ming was keenly aware of something, but he couldn't be happy either.

"Where is my senior brother?" He asked bluntly.

Tang Yi's expression changed and he didn't speak.

Su Ming became more sure of what he was thinking, and asked anxiously, "Did something happen to him?"

Tang Yi pushed him away with a cold face: "I have nothing to do with him anymore."

"Wait, tell me clearly!" Su Ming grabbed his wrist.

Tang Yi became more and more irritable, and said slightly angrily, "Let me go!"

"Matteo?" Martin, who just came out of the locker room, saw this scene.

The blond young man pulled Su Ming's hand away sullenly, "What are you doing?"

"Martin..." Tang Yi pulled him, "Forget it, it's okay!"

Su Ming was also angry, and pointed at Tang Yi's nose and cursed: "You shameless brat, did you seduce this golden retriever behind my senior brother's back!?"

For a moment, the entire passage was silent.

Tang Yi stood there in embarrassment, at a loss.

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

☆、Mr.Y_

Martin also froze for a moment, then got angry and punched Su Ming.

Tang Yi reacted and grabbed Martin's arm, "Martin!"

"Matteo?"

Tang Yi shook his head: "It's not necessary." After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Su Ming, smiled lightly and said, "Even if I break up with him, he won't be with you."

Now it was Su Ming's turn to be stunned, and when he woke up and wanted to continue cursing, Tang Yi had already left.

Martin shook his fist at Su Ming, "Keep your mouth shut!"

Tang Yi ignored the different gazes and whispers around him, and walked all the way back to the dressing room.

The moment he stood in front of his closet, he finally broke down.

Tang Yi propped his slightly trembling hands on the cabinet door and lowered his head, his slightly long hair drooped profusely with sweat. He tried his best to adjust his breathing so that he would not cry out for nothing, but the locker room was too crowded. It was stuffy, making it hard for him to breathe.

After a while, Tang Yi turned around and leaned against the wardrobe, only then did he see Martin standing beside him looking at him with a complicated expression.

"Sorry!" Tang Yi looked at him, "I have troubled you."

"Matteo..." Martin took a step forward, hesitant to speak.

Tang Yi looked at him.

Martin hesitated for a moment and looked up: "I like you Matteo."

Tang Yi was taken aback for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "I'm really sorry Martin, I won't like anyone else except Song Yuran."

Martin seemed to have expected this answer a long time ago, and after a flash of disappointment, he said firmly: "Then please allow me to be by your side as a friend."

"Thank you." Tang Yi turned around, picked up his clothes and bag and went out.

Gossip is always the fastest to spread, and reporters are always the most sensitive. The next day, gossip about Tang Yi and Song Yuran was already flying all over the sky.

Tang Yi entered the entertainment page for the first time from the sports page.

More malicious speculation followed.

Tang Hui didn't dare to take out the newspaper early in the morning.

Fortunately, today is a rest day, and Tang Yi didn't plan to go out. After breakfast, he sat in the yard and teased the cat next door.

It is a black cat with a smooth coat and a little clingy.

Since Tang Yi came this time, the cat had crossed the courtyard wall and illegally invaded Tang Yi's bedroom, and Tang Yi's good temper made him even more aggressive.

At this moment, the little guy was purring happily in Tang Yi's arms.

Before twelve o'clock at noon, the topic of "Tang Yi and Song Yuran broke up" had become a hot topic on Twitter.

Tang Hui called his grandfather.

The old man thought about it and decided to keep this hot search for a little longer.

At □□ in the evening, the melon-eating people in China had just woken up, and the hot searches on Weibo rose faster, and the Chinese fans quickly formed a group, and they all stood by Song Yuran.

Henry received a text message: "It seems that Song Yuran really fell out with your young master."

On the day of the game, all the trending searches disappeared, but in the post-match interview, there was still a reporter who asked about Song Yuran, but Tang Yi avoided answering, and that talkative reporter mysteriously disappeared in the next few days of the game .

Tang Yi tried his best to look calm, but the mistakes on the court betrayed his poor mental state again and again, and he was eliminated by Graff in the fourth round.

Song Yuran's operation was successfully completed, and his initial recovery was satisfactory, but the fact that Tang Yi was pushed to the forefront of public opinion made him feel very bad, and even Yang Yang sent him a text message asking him what was going on.

According to Tang Hui, Song Yuran just went for surgery.

"Did you break up?" Yang Yang slapped his head and covered his face, Song Yuran held the phone and didn't know how to explain it.

"That kid Tang Yi is so good, don't do anything to be sorry for him!" Yang Yang sent another message, "I don't know how your surgery is going? Please call back if it's convenient."

Song Yuran looked at the text message not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

At this moment, Paul knocked on the door and walked in.

"Mr. Ritter."

Paul sat down opposite him: "The other party has advanced the time."

"Really?" Song Yuran was eager to catch them all tomorrow.

"Well," Paul continued after a pause, "it might be dangerous."

"Ah."

Paul thought for a while and looked into Song Yuran's eyes, "After your whereabouts are exposed, our people can't get too close to you."

Song Yuran nodded.

"Your legs..." Paul worried.

Song Yuran waved his hand, "It's not a big problem."

Paul saw that he had also made up his mind, so he didn't say any more.

On October 10, Tang Yi boarded a plane to Shanghai, preparing to participate in the Shanghai Masters Cup.

On the same day, Song Yuran landed in Berlin, which he hadn't seen for a long time. As soon as he got off the plane, he knew that he was being watched. He didn't leave the airport, but planned to transfer directly to Paris.

Henry had been waiting at the W Hotel in Barcelona for a long time. He stood at the window overlooking the semi-curved coastline, and memories of his youth flooded into his mind.

The first time he went to China, when he arrived at Shenzhen Baoan Airport, the plane skipped over the sea and landed on the ground smoothly. After several disguises, he successfully entered the "Cherry" organization that was active in Shenzhen at that time, and met his partner—— Song Xichen.

It turned out to be a young man who was about the same age as his eldest son, with black hair and black pupils, taciturn, and rarely showed superfluous expressions on his stern face.

Because of his understanding of the European "trade routes" and Song Xichen's introduction, Henry soon met their Chinese market "director" Adamo Rossi and gained trust after returning to Lijiang. At that time, he had just had a son Alessio· Rossi.

Henry's cell phone rang again, it was an encrypted text message.

"The people in Barcelona didn't leave."

The old man glanced at the time and frowned, it must have been too long.

Another text message came in.

Rossi: "The situation has changed today, please make another appointment."

Being shaken again, Henry smiled helplessly, as he had expected it.

After Song Yuran arrived in Paris, he met his friends and stayed in Haut Marais. He was blatant but cautious.

Paris is really the place where he and Tang Yi left many good memories.After washing, Song Yuran leaned on the bed in the small hotel and looked at his phone. He didn't feel sleepy until he finished flipping through Tang Yi's photos. He remembered something, opened Weibo and clicked on the "Mr.Y_" Weibo homepage, Tangtang's weibo, which he has almost confirmed his identity but hasn't had time to take a closer look at.

Weibo stopped updating on January 1 this year, Qatar Open, and his last Weibo was: "Hug [checkmark] [happy]."

It was the time when he was hugged, Song Yuran raised the corners of his mouth.

Scrolling up, it was December 12 last year, and Tang Yi said, "It's a little sad."

Song Yuran suddenly remembered what happened that night, the first time he went to Tang Yi's house, his memory was still fresh.I almost lost my composure, but I didn't expect the kid to be so sad that he posted on Weibo.

Then there is an original article above, "I like someone, what should I do?"

Song Yuran's heart was pounding, as if it was a Weibo with sound and picture, and Tangtang's distressed appearance immediately appeared in his mind.

He then turned to the reply below, so it turned out that someone made a plan for the bad breakfast that day?Song Yuran couldn't help but laugh.

Flipping through the pages, Song Yuran slid his hand and clicked a like on that Weibo.

On October 10, Tang Yi won the second round.

Because the Asian competitions happen to be all together, some players choose the China Open or the Japan Open. The top ten players in the Shanghai Masters Cup are only Tang Hui, Andre Lopez and Tang Yi.

As a result, Tang Yi also became the favorite to win the championship.

Martin and Frank naturally came together, and Frank was eliminated in the second round by accident.

In order to comfort Frank's young heart, Tang Yi decided to take him to eat hot pot. This magical Chinese food can indeed heal trauma.

Frank ate very well and burst into tears.

It was the first time for Martin to eat hot pot. He gasped from the heat and drank several cups of soy milk in one go.

Tang Yi looked at the two of them and raised the corners of his mouth.

I feel a little craving for the rice cooked by Song Yuran.

Tang Yi couldn't help sighing, his expression darkened when Martin noticed.

Seeming to be a bit overwhelmed, Martin reached out and took his hand holding the cup, bowed his head and took a sip of soy milk from his cup.

Tang Yi was stunned for a moment, and Martin shook the cup next to him aggrievedly, and drank it clean.

Tang Yi had no choice but to pour all his soy milk to him.

"Thank you Matteo! I love you so much!" Martin made an exaggerated expression.

Tang Yi frowned and looked at what he was about to say, but Martin immediately stopped him: "I know, Matteo!"

Tang Yi shook his head helplessly, the phone lit up, and a Weibo notification: Song Yuran liked your Weibo.

He hurriedly picked up his phone and almost dropped it in his oil bowl.

Up to now, Alessio Rossi can't guarantee his judgment anymore.

Henry was in Barcelona, ​​while Song Yuran appeared in Paris, and he didn't seem to hide his whereabouts at all.

Did he not find out?Or are you just waiting for your own people to catch him?

And the point that confuses him the most is why does Henry want control of Barcelona's underground trade?

After so many years of investigation, he finally found the person who ruined his family. Alessio Rossi was very eager to take revenge.

A text message came in.

"An encrypted text message from Henry was intercepted."

Alessio Rossi's brows became tighter, he felt something was wrong.

There are people with them in Barcelona.

He immediately ordered that everyone in Barcelona be screened.

Henry is a patient fisherman, for Alessio Rossi, he is neither in a hurry nor rush.

Towards the end of the third day, Alessio's phone call came.

On the morning of the fourth day, Henry received an encrypted text message, "They have withdrawn."

But Alessio still didn't show up, Henry felt a little strange.

At the same time, he received a call from Paul that Song Yuran was missing and was on his way to the train station.

Tang Yi is playing in the quarter-finals, and is hitting his own serve to win the game in the final set.

Feeling flustered for no reason, Tang Yi directly sent the opponent a double fault.

Song Yuran's name suddenly entered his mind again, Lopez caught his distraction, and left Tang Yi mercilessly at the gate of the semifinals.

Tang Yi had just walked back to the locker room when she heard her brother's call at the door.

"What? Song Yuran is missing?"

Tang Yi was stunned, and the ball bag fell to the ground.

作者有话要说：真是最头痛的过渡部分orz就快见面了～感谢在2020-07-1321:44:12~2020-07-1602:08:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of paper kite kite kite;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

☆, looking for people

Tang Hui didn't notice the younger brother who appeared behind him at all.

Tang Yi didn't go in until he hung up the phone.

"elder brother?"

"Ah?" Tang Hui turned around abruptly when he heard the sound, his eyes were still a little flustered.

"Who is missing?" Tang Yi looked straight at him with an unusually calm expression.

Tang Hui thought about it several times, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing his hesitation, Tang Yi simply said, "What's wrong, brother Yuran?"

Sure enough, after hearing everything, Tang Hui sighed inwardly, he patted his younger brother on the shoulder in hesitation: "Can you wait for my game to end?"

Tang Yi also knew that his brother was going to play soon, so he nodded and didn't say any more.

Tang Hui watched him hesitate to speak, reached out to give him a hug, and walked towards the player tunnel.

Tang Yi didn't have the patience to wait for him to come back at all, watched him walk away, and immediately called grandpa.

It took a long time for Henry to pick up.

"grandfather..."

As soon as he heard his voice, Henry knew he couldn't hide it, "What's wrong?"

"Where is Song Yuran?"

"Matteo..." Henry weighed his tone, "He should be fine."

"Where is Song Yuran?" Tang Yi still said the same thing.

Henry said earnestly again: "You played well and won the trophy..."

"I've already lost..." Tang Yi interrupted Grandpa's words for the first time.

"Oh Matteo..."

"Grandpa, please tell me!" Tang Yi's voice was very anxious.

Henry was silent for a moment and asked, "Then can you promise not to go to him?"

"I can't." Tang Yi also confessed, "But I..."

"Since we can't guarantee it, just stay at home obediently." Henry finally made up his mind and hung up the phone.

"Grandpa!" Tang Yi stood there with his eyes wide open.

"Young master?" Robert knocked on the door and poked his head in. "Why don't you come out?"

"Oh...it's okay..." Tang Yi turned his face to the side, not wanting him to see his ugly face.

"Do you want me to help clean it up?"

Tang Yi waved his hand: "No, I'm going to take a shower first."

"Ok."

Tang Hui had just finished the game, and hurried back to the hotel before taking a shower, only to learn that his younger brother had left.

Ask again, and Robert walked with him, Tang Hui gasped, and only had one thought in his mind - it's over.

He took a taxi directly to Pudong Airport, but it was still a step late. Tang Yi and Robert's plane had already taken off. After looking for someone to investigate, the flight schedule showed that it was flying to Paris and transiting in Doha.

"It seems that he already knows." Tang Hui leaned in front of the counter with his mobile phone, looking at the big screen opposite.

Paul was silent on the phone.

"I haven't had time to tell him..."

"Hmm..." Paul pondered, "It seems that Robert can't stay."

"Then what should we do?" Tang Hui was a little anxious.

They have long suspected that Robert is the other party's undercover agent. The first time Grandpa talked to Song Yuran that day, it was Robert who brought Tang Yi to the hotel, and he was the one who prepared the wiretapping tool, so that he and Tang Yi could hear what Grandpa said clearly through the door. .

At the same time, when Paul asked him to give Song Yuran the results of the investigation, Robert changed the contents of the letter privately, and the contents he replaced were prepared for him in advance by Paul.

They didn't dare to touch him before, because they were worried that Rossi would become suspicious, and thanks to the news he passed on many times, Rossi was able to trust grandpa so quickly.

But he took him away now, it was beyond their control.

Paul quickly made a decision: "Louis, you can play at ease, and I will take someone to Doha to intercept someone."

Tang Hui was still struggling, and he was also very worried about his brother's situation, but tomorrow was the semi-finals, and he really couldn't escape.

"They must not be allowed to go to Paris, it is too dangerous."

"Well, don't worry." The uncle comforted him and hung up the phone. Paul then notified the people in Doha, and then called the people in Paris.

Tang Yi on the plane was still restless, always feeling like someone was spying on him, but his intuition was that Song Yuran must be in danger.

"How did Robert know?" Tang Yi tried to relieve his tension by speaking.

Robert thought for a while, "I also heard from my husband before."

Tang Yi frowned and looked at him: "Uncle?"

"Hmm..." Robert looked hesitant.

"Do they know all the whereabouts of brother Yuran?" Tang Yi finally began to feel that something was wrong.

"Uh..." Robert seemed unsure, he nodded, "I guess so."

Tang Yi didn't say any more, he wanted to call his uncle to find out.

Looking at Tang Yi's silently lost expression, Robert hesitated in his heart. He had not received an order to bring Tang Yi to Paris, but if he could use Tang Yi to find Song Yuran, it would be a great achievement.

He knows that Rossi has another big business recently and needs to open up new markets after losing Barcelona, ​​so he wants to take over this matter.

Alessio Rossi in Rome is throwing a fit.

"Why did you lose track of everyone!?" The Italian young man on the sofa shouted angrily.

There was a chilling silence below.

"How come no one knows that Song Yuran still knows someone in Paris?" He glanced at the people kneeling on the ground, "Since it's not from the Ritter family, who is it!?"

"No one knows?"

The scene was still silent.

His gaze finally settled on the man standing in front right, "Amor!"

That person was nine points like him in appearance, he was his cousin, and he was also the one who went to see Henry last time.

"Brother." The man called out respectfully.

Alessio suppressed his anger and asked, "How about the shipment from Barcelona?"

"It has been safely transferred to Paris," Amor looked at his brother with blue eyes, "the lady is not in trouble."

Finally, there was something that pleased him, and Alessio's tone softened, "Paris must be guarded no matter what." He remembered something again, "Where's the person who picked up those antiques in China a while ago?"

"It will be here tomorrow."

"Yeah." Alessio nodded, "Hurry up and find a buyer and sell."

"Ok."

"Also," Alessio lowered his voice again, "About Song Yuran, I give you two days to find him out!"

"Yes."

When Tang Yi opened his eyes again, the plane was already in the sky above Paris, and it was a direct flight to Shanghai.

Paul's people rushed to nothing in Doha, and when he was annoyed, he received a call from Tang Yi.

"Uncle..."

Paul felt relieved for a moment, and immediately blurted out: "Stay away from Robert!"

Tang Yi was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Robert who was going to pick up his luggage, "Why?"

"Also, don't go to Song Yuran!" Paul continued.

"Why!?" Tang Yi didn't understand.

"That will kill him!" Paul finally couldn't help yelling at Tang Yi.

Tang Yi was stunned for a moment, "Are you guys hiding something from me?"

"..."

"Robert isn't here at the moment."

"..."

"Uncle, do you think it's okay to hide it?"

After a long silence, Paul finally said, "Yes."

"Please clarify."

"Song Yuran was hunted down to protect you, and Robert belongs to them."

Tang Yi was completely dumbfounded, and slightly angry, he lowered his voice: "Why didn't you tell me!?"

"Because I only suspected Robert at the time, but I couldn't be sure..." Paul paused, "It's also to make you safer."

Tang Yi felt a little annoyed when he recalled his broken heart during this period of time, he sneered and said, "It's to make the drama more real!"

"..."

He glanced at Robert who had retrieved his luggage, and said in a low voice, "He's back, I'll hang up first."

Tang Yi watched Robert approaching, and quickly recovered his expression.

"Called sir?" Robert asked naturally.

"Well," Tang Yi nodded and frowned, "They don't know either."

"Oh..." Robert responded.

The phone in Tang Yi's hand vibrated, and there was a text message.

"Wait at the villa with Robert, my men will come over."

Tang Yi curled her lips and replied, "Uncle sometimes goes blind too!"

After all, this person was also assigned to him by my uncle.

Back to Paris again, where he and Song Yuran left many beautiful places.

When Tang Yi thought of Song Yuran's indifference and determination that day, he became angry, but when he thought of Song Yuran's dangerous situation now, he was worried.

He tried to calm himself down, not letting Robert see it.

Back home, Robert "unintentionally" reminded Tang Yi that he could try to contact Song Yuran.

Since Tang Yi already knew his purpose, he would not be fooled, but Song Yuran changed the number, and Tang Yi dialed it with confidence.

Unexpectedly, instead of the cold "shut down" prompt, the number was actually dialed!

Tang Yi panicked all of a sudden. While praying that Song Yuran would never answer the phone, he vaguely hoped to hear his voice.

Robert stood beside Tang Yi very "consciously", looking at Tang Yi with a little expectation.

Tang Yi's palms holding the phone were sweating.

In the end, no one answered.

There was a slight hint of disappointment in Robert's eyes.

Tang Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Before dinner, Paul's people finally arrived, Tang Yi lied as if he didn't know, and watched Robert being taken away.

And Robert didn't know that he had been exposed until he left.

Paul called him again to tell him to go home, but Tang Yi refused, so he had to leave the two of them to watch him, and decided to come and take his nephew away in person.

After dinner, Tang Yi hid back in his bedroom. He couldn't help but took out his phone and sent Song Yuran a WeChat message, which was the entertainment page of a New York newspaper during the US Open last month.

Immediately afterwards, he wrote another sentence: "The relationship has been exposed, isn't brother Yuran going to clarify it?"

He pouted and waited for Song Yuran's reply, although he didn't hold out any hope.

But things are always unexpected, the phone rang, and Tang Yi almost jumped out of bed.

is a French address.

Tang Yi frowned, feeling that this place was somewhat familiar.

But at this time, he didn't care about the truth and the fake, and directly slipped out of the villa through the window.

It was indeed the bar last year, Tang Yi remembered it clearly.

How is it so coincidental?

The person at the door recognized him at a glance, and took him upstairs without saying much.

"You said you, don't you know how to protect your knees?" A woman's voice came from the second floor.

"Thank you."

It was Song Yuran's voice!

Tang Yi felt that her heart was about to stop beating, and it was incredible that it went smoothly!He had no more thoughts to think about, and his eagerness made him climb up the stairs in three steps at a time.

He reached out to push the door, and it was locked!

Tang Yi was stunned for a moment, then looked inside through the glass.

It's really Song Yuran!

He is sitting on the sofa.

An exquisite woman knelt in front of him and was about to stand up. One of her hands rested on Song Yuran's knee, and the other hand suddenly touched Song Yuran's chin, and kissed him logically. go up.

The locked door slammed loudly, and the two people in the room looked over in surprise at the same time.

Because the room was relatively bright and the corridor was very dark, Song Yuran didn't see the situation outside clearly at all.

But Tang Yi could see Song Yuran's face clearly.

And, the smile of that young girl, she was looking into his eyes.

作者有话要说：啊见面了！感谢在2020-07-1602:08:34~2020-07-1800:22:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of paper kite kite kite;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

☆, lost

"Amber?" Song Yuran held his forehead angrily and helplessly, "What are you doing?"

The girl turned her head, brushed her curly reddish-brown hair, and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry Yuran, I couldn't help it." After that, she got up and walked towards the door, saying meaningfully, "Matteo should be here by now!"

"What!" Song Yuran stood up awkwardly, "Who are you talking about?"

"It's your little boyfriend Matteo!" She said as she walked to the door.

Song Yuran stared at her incredulously, how could it be possible?

Amber opened the door, "Hey, where's Matteo?"

Song Yuran walked over quickly, and heard the person outside the door say, "Mr. Ritter is here, but he left in a hurry just now."

Amber said "Oh".

"Just now..." Song Yuran's heart was half cold, he glared at the girl and was about to go out.

Amber handed him the phone, "I'll call him over for you, but you still stare at me?"

"Ouch, my aunt!" Song Yuran snatched his cell phone, ignored her, and chased after her.

The little beauty leaned against the door frame and laughed so hard that she sent someone to follow her to find someone.

Tang Yi was walking on the streets of Paris sullenly, still cursing Song Yuran.But with a good tutor, he only had one sentence to repeat: "Song Yuran, you bastard!"

Tang Yi picked up the phone that was ringing non-stop, cursed, and then turned it off.

The autumn night wind was a bit chilly, but he was full of anger and had nowhere to vent it.

Wasn't he being hunted down?

Was he hunted down by a beauty?

I have been nervous for two whole days since I knew about it!What a fool to fly from Shanghai to Paris day and night!

Could it be that he has been hiding in an unknown place since he left, right?Fortunately, I still miss him so much, and feel so guilty!Thinking of this, Tang Yi was so angry that his brain hurt.

He didn't know how long or how far he had walked, but he stopped suddenly, where did he go?

Although he has been here several times, except for going to the stadium, he is in the villa, and there is also Montmartre that Song Yuran took him to.

Tang Yi stared blankly at the strange buildings and winding alleys in the night. Our little tennis star got lost on the streets of Paris.

It was only when Song Yuran went downstairs that he discovered Tang Yi's call and WeChat today, and his other half was completely cold, it's over!He immediately pressed the dial button.

Until Tang Yi turned off the phone, Song Yuran stood at the intersection with a headache, and was so flustered that he was at a loss for the first time.

The people sent by Amber chased after him, "It's not safe outside, Mr. Song, please go back first, let's go find it." Claude said.

Song Yuran held the phone and shook his head. He knew that Tang Yi must be very angry this time, otherwise he wouldn't have hung up on him.

"Mr. Song!" The man in black stretched out his hand to stop him, "Please trust us," Claude took out his mobile phone and turned it on to Song Yuran, "When Mr. Ritter came just now, I stuck a positioning card under his collar." device."

Song Yuran's eyes lit up, and the map showed that Tang Yi seemed to have stopped, and the distance was not far away.

"Great!" Song Yuran finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Then let's go!" He had already walked towards that street first.

"Mr. Song!"

Song Yuran ignored him at all and left.

He was walking fast, just wanting to see him as soon as possible, Paris was too dangerous to leave him alone outside.

Claude had no choice but to lead someone to follow him.

But when they arrived at the location shown on the map, there was only a white locator the size of a button lying alone in Paris