Hot and seductive

Chapter 2 002 Sadness and Joy Are Different

The big river in Kyoto is misty and rainy.

Kyoto is a city that carries the dreams of young people. It is not only prosperous, but also full of social arrogance. Only this river runs through Kyoto. The scenery is elegant and the rhythm is slow. If you are lucky enough to see the old man boating, the scenery is as beautiful as the moon, and it is a fairyland on earth. .

A slender man in a black windbreaker was walking in the alley with a black umbrella, the sound of rain dripping on the umbrella was very brisk.

His face is as white as jade, and he has a noble air that is compelling.

Like the cloud of Cangwu, it is invincible.

He stretched out his slender and beautiful fingers to catch the rain falling from the umbrella: "Shen Tian, ​​the rain in this capital is not inferior to Jiangnan at all!"

The man walking next to him looked at the haze on the big river, and was a little confused. A big man actually likes to watch rain scenes... It would be a bit embarrassing to say it.

All said, the sorrows and joys of people are not connected.

Just like at this moment, he doesn't understand why, as a talented businessman who controls the lifeline of the international fund of M country, he has to go to the capital to marry a little girl who has nothing to do with the world.

Could it be that he also wants to have a simple love like an ordinary man?

However, he, the richest man in the international fund, didn't think about what kind of chasm he was separated from the little girl.

There are many incomprehensible things in his heart, but he knows that he can't ask, asking is death!
"How long do you plan to stay in Kyoto?" Shen Tian asked in a low voice.

Shen Tian is the man's assistant, but his financial ability is also well-known in the industry. If the news of his return to China is released, the domestic business community will have to move, let alone how strong the man's ability is.

He was once a well-known figure on Wall Street, but in front of men, he was still a newborn calf, trembling with fear.

"There's no rush." ​​The man said flatly, "We'll wait until the dust settles on the marriage."

"The dust has settled..."

Shen Tian couldn't help whispering to himself.

Brother, do you mean that there will be variables in the matter of marriage?
More than ten years ago, the gambling king of Hong Kong and China sent his only son to study in country m. In these years, except for the host family that gave his son some living expenses, this child never had any news from his family. Until not long ago, gambling Wang asked him to return to Hong Kong to get married, and he was able to return to the home where he had been separated for more than ten years.

The breeze gently moved the rafts on the big river, making the situation even more beautiful.

"Shen Tian!" The man said suddenly.

"Brother! I'm here." Shen Tian quickly put away his emotions and replied.

"Did you feel it?"

Shen Tian is a stunned young man who doesn't quite understand what a man means: "What do you feel?"

Facing the big river, the man raised his head slightly, only to feel the surroundings were peaceful.

"The reassuring silence is truly addictive."

When will his life be as refreshing as Kyoto Taiga?
……

As soon as the deck chairs and books were put away from the yard, it began to rain lightly.

Standing in front of the window, Ling Luo looked at the poetic and painting-like rain scene, and couldn't help but feel joyful.

"Anyway, it's okay, why don't you go to the next door and listen to the cross talk."

Ling Luo closed the doors and windows, took an oil-paper umbrella from the eaves of the corridor, and walked out of the small residence.

There is an antique brass lock hanging on the door of the small residence. Although it is retro, it is a tenth-level security guard. Even the lockpicker shakes his head and sighs.

Xiaoju is located in the depths of the alley of Dahe in Kyoto. Walking out of the long and commercial alley, you can see the smoky and rainy Dahe in Kyoto outside the exquisite railings.

On both sides of the river in Kyoto is a commercial street with no end in sight, full of shops, and at the corner from the alley, there is a cross talk club with a sign named Deyun, and there are endless tourists in front of the door.

At this point, tickets could not be bought for a long time, but Ling Luo went unimpeded all the way, and someone even led her.

"Miss Ling, you haven't come to listen to cross talk for a long time, please come in."

(End of this chapter)