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2015, winter.

The refugee center in Dbróvnik, Croatia, has welcomed a large number of people seeking asylum.

The town is located on the edge of the country, not far from the capital of Croatia, backed by mountains and facing the endless sea. Debrównik was originally a quiet and peaceful town. However, in recent years, as the refugee crisis in Europe has intensified, the refugee center here has become increasingly busy.

European countries are facing the worst refugee influx since World War II. Tens of thousands of people risked their lives, crossing freezing temperatures and seas to escape their war-torn homes. In this largest immigration wave in human history, many families have been broken up, innocent children have lost their parents, and adults are struggling to find a safe living environment.

The refugee center in Debruvnik was originally an abandoned school. After emergency renovation, it became a temporary residence for hundreds of refugees. Here, refugees can receive food, clothing, medical assistance and psychological counseling. Despite the limited conditions, the staff here do their best to provide a relatively stable shelter for the refugees.

The cold winter is undoubtedly a disaster for the refugees. Many people wore thin clothes and endured the severe cold. Center staff are doing their best to provide them with warmth and hot meals, but resources are still limited and cannot meet everyone's needs. Many refugees fell ill in the cold, and the center is in urgent need of medicines and medical equipment.

At this difficult moment, the international community has extended a helping hand. Charitable organizations and volunteers came to the refugee center in Debruvnik one after another to carry supplies, build tents, cook food for the refugees, and bring them warmth and hope.

...............

The sun shines through the window of the simple office and onto a mother and daughter.

The girl was about twenty years old, and her beautiful face was slightly pale due to the severe cold. The body was wrapped like a rice dumpling, with only a pair of bright big eyes exposed.

The woman looks to be in her thirties. Her well-maintained skin and elegant temperament make it hard to believe that she already has a twenty-year-old daughter. There is always a faint smile on his face, and his eyes are soft, as if he contains all the beauty in the world. Only the melancholy between the eyebrows revealed a hint of sadness.

The atmosphere in the office was a little tense at this time.

The girl looked at her mother with sharp eyes and complained:

"Mom, are you smoking again? The doctor asked you to quit! Don't you know your current physical condition?"

"Okay, it's up to you."

The woman smiled faintly, put out the cigarette butt, and frowned while looking at the computer, with a worried look on her face.

"What's wrong? Did you overspend again?"

The girl looked at her mother worriedly.

The woman nodded slightly, looked at the deficit on the computer screen, and said worriedly: "Yes, this time the budget is not enough."

The girl bit her lip tightly and thought about the solution: "Then I will try to find a way to raise some funds... maybe I can find those charities for help."

"Forget it, you don't have to worry about it." The woman sighed: "School starts in half a month, your studies are important."

"Miss Takako! Miss Takako!"

A warm call broke the dullness of the office. What came in was a Nordic aunt about forty years old. She trotted in panting, with a look of joy on her face.

"Mr. Andrius is here to donate things to us again!"

The aunt excitedly reported the good news to Takako. However, Takako's reaction was not as happy as she expected.

"Ah? Is he here again?"

There was a hint of helplessness in Takako's tone.

The Nordic aunt saw that Takako's face did not show much joy, but gave people a heavy feeling, and she suddenly said doubtfully:
"Miss Takako, what's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

"no,"

Takako smiled bitterly and shook his head, not knowing how to explain: "Okay, I understand. You go and count the supplies he sent first. I will be there in a moment."

"Well!... You'd better express your gratitude to Mr. Andrius in person. There are not many kind-hearted people like him nowadays."

The aunt shrugged and closed the door as she walked out of the office.

"Mom, Andrius is a good man, with good conditions, and he treats you very well. Why don't you think about it?"

The girl looked at Takako, a trace of hesitation and struggle flashed in her eyes, and then she slowly said:

"Mom, I know you are doing it for my own good, are you still thinking about Dad? Dad has been away from us for a long time, and I am not young now. I think you should be brave enough to pursue your own happiness. After all, Life goes on and we can’t always live in the shadow of the past.”

"Ayane...,"

Takako looked at the sensible daughter in front of him and felt a surge of complicated emotions in his heart. After hesitating for a moment, he took a deep breath and tried to calm down the surging emotions in his heart. He smiled slightly, with a gentle light shining in his eyes, but with a hint of bitterness:
"You are still young and don't understand."

"Okay, I don't understand!"

Ayane bit her lower lip gently, her mood gradually lost, and there was a trace of helplessness in her bright eyes.

Every time she mentioned this topic to her mother, she couldn't help but show such an expression. It was a complex emotion, intertwined with sadness, expectation and helplessness.

Ayane couldn't understand, but she also knew that her mother could never forget her father's shadow deep in her heart.

I don’t know what kind of person my father is that can make my mother miss him for so many years.

Ayane had imagined his appearance countless times, trying to construct a clear image in her mind. However, since she had not seen her father since she was a child, she knew very little about this stranger.

There is no photo of my father at home, and my mother mentions him only a handful of times. But despite this, no one can replace my father in her mother's position.

"Go back to school tomorrow,"

Guizi suddenly said: "The security here is not very good recently. It's safer to go back."

Before Ayane could answer, the smile on Takako's face disappeared and he turned serious: "Be obedient!"

"Oh~, okay!"

Ayane knew that her mother was worried about her safety here. There had just been a riot in Gaul, and the refugees here were also somewhat restless. There had been many incidents of vandalism, smashing, and looting in the city recently.

"I'm going to say goodbye to my friends tonight,"

Ayane thought for a while and said: "The friend I just met will definitely be sad if she knows that I am leaving."

"Okay, but I have to be back before ten o'clock."

Guizi thought that it was rare for her daughter to have a few friends, so she agreed, but only told her to go home early.

"Well! Mom, you're the best! I'll be back on time."

Ayane hugged Takako, kissed her on the face, and then ran out with a smile, leaving a laughter as clear as silver bells echoing in the air.

"Hey~, Ayane has grown up too!"

He sighed quietly, his daughter was getting older and she was becoming more mature, Takako couldn't help but feel a little emotion in his heart.

Looking out the window, my eyes became far away, and my thoughts were wandering to nowhere.

………………

Leopold's Restaurant. The atmosphere in the restaurant is warm and peaceful, with the tableware clinking gently and accompanied by melodious music, which makes it particularly harmonious.

In the private room on the second floor.

Takako sat opposite and said to Andrius with a smile:

"Thank you for your kind deed! With your supplies, those refugees should be able to survive a warm winter. They are very grateful to you."

Andrius shook his head slightly, with a humble smile on his face. He looked at Takako and said bluntly: "The person they should be grateful to is you. You know, I helped them because of you."

"I said that we are not suitable. I don't have that idea. If I gave you such an illusion, then I'm sorry." Guizi shook his head and said seriously.

Andrius looked at Takako with a hint of helplessness in his eyes,
He said softly: "Takako, I know your concerns, but please believe that sincerity will always touch everything. Regardless of your choice or not, I will always be here to accompany you and support you."

"Thank you!"

Takako sighed inwardly, stopped talking, and ate the food quietly.

After Andrius left, Takako walked to the window, opened it, and lit a cigarette. The breeze gently blew her hair, and a faint melancholy appeared on her face.

Looking out the window, my thoughts drifted into the distance. Andreas' sincere confession just now made her feel guilty. But she knew that she had no way to respond to his feelings.

At this time, Takako was a little confused. She didn't know what she was insisting on, and she didn't know whether her choice was correct.

The image of that person flashed in my mind, and his smiling face was as bright as the sun. Takako felt a pain in his heart, and the distance between them seemed to be getting farther and farther. She had no way of knowing his current life. Perhaps, he was hugging each other and enjoying the company of others.

Maybe... you will only think of yourself occasionally, right?

………………

Bull Bar.

At night, the hustle and bustle of the city gradually recedes, but the Bull Bar located in the center of the town becomes increasingly lively.

Although the appearance of the bar looks a bit old and even dilapidated, once you step inside, you will find that the scene inside is completely different, as if you have entered another world.

The decoration style of the Bull Bar is unique, and the rich traditional Croatian cultural atmosphere permeates the air. The walls are covered with colorful paintings depicting Croatian natural scenery and folk customs. Various exquisite handicrafts, pendants and furnishings make people feel as if they have traveled through time and space and returned to an era full of stories.

As night falls, the lights in the bar are brilliant, as bright as day. There was a bustle of people, and laughter and laughter intertwined together.

In this lively atmosphere, a blonde beauty walked onto the stage, wearing a sexy suspender skirt that outlined her perfect figure. Her eyes were charming and her smile was as bright as a flower, like a flower blooming under the Croatian sun.

Accompanied by the music, the blonde beauty began to sway gently in the center of the stage, showing off her elegant and seductive dance moves.

Every movement she makes is full of charm, as if she is telling one passionate story after another. The audience in the audience were fascinated by it. Whether they were young people with blond hair or blue eyes, or old men with a vicissitudes of life, they were all intoxicated in this wonderful dance. They whistled from time to time and dropped the bills from the woman's lowered waist. The collar is tucked in.

"How is it? Is it okay here? I told you, you will like it here."

Mayalena pushed a strand of blond hair hanging in front of her eyes behind her ears, and looked at Ayane with a bit of show-off in her eyes.

"Well, it's really good. I've been to bars in many cities, and this bar ranks among the top ten. The atmosphere of bars in my hometown is not as good as here."

As she spoke, Ayane took a sip of her drink, her eyes sparkling with excitement. He continued with a smile: "However, it is the best bar I have ever been to. The atmosphere, music, and drinks there are all impeccable. If I have a chance, I will take you to see it. The environment there is decorated like a luxurious palace, and the variety of drinks There are many, and the skills of the bartenders are amazing. There, you can see the top bands from all over the world..."

After a pause, as if lost in memories, Ayane smiled and said: "As long as you go there once, I guarantee you will never forget it! It's very close to my hometown."

Mayalena's eyes widened and she asked curiously: "Really? That bar is so magical? I will definitely go and see it if I have the chance."

Ayane smiled and nodded.

"It's a pity that you have to go back. I don't know when we can see you again."

Mayalena was a little reluctant to give up.

Ayane smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, you have my contact information. We can also chat online and video."

"Yes! For our friendship, and... love!"

Mayalena raised her wine glass and touched it with Ayane, making a crisp sound.

"love?!"

Ayane was stunned for a moment.

"Yes!"

With a smile on her face and excitement in her eyes, Mayalena quietly approached Ayane's ear and whispered: "There is a handsome Chinese man there. He seems to have come out of a movie. You know Chinese If so, take me to get to know him, but you can’t compete with me, he’s my favorite!”

Ayane followed Mayarena's gaze and saw the dish that Mayarena was talking about.

In the corner, an Asian man who looked about thirty years old was sitting there quietly, sipping wine elegantly, as if he was integrated with the surrounding environment.

The man looks dignified and handsome, with a deep temperament revealed between his brows. Wearing a simple black shirt, the collar is slightly open, revealing the sexy Adam's apple. The lower body is a pair of well-fitting jeans, and the trouser legs hang down casually, giving people an unruly feeling.

Holding a glass of red wine in his hand, his eyes sometimes fell on the glass and sometimes looked around. As if aware of the two people's gaze, when he raised his head and met Ayane's eyes, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled politely and nodded in their direction.

The moment their eyes met, Ayane felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. This feeling was like lightning, which shocked Ayane, and she actually wanted to get close to this man.

Seeing the man's response, Mayalena secretly rejoiced in her heart. She gently pulled Ayane's sleeve and whispered, "Looking at how handsome he is, are you attracted to him?"

"No, how do you know he is Chinese?"

Pressing down the strange feeling in her heart, Ayane deliberately changed the topic and looked at Mayalena curiously.

Listening to Ayane's question, Mayalena widened her eyes and asked, "Isn't there only one China in Asia?"

"……,Who told you that?"

Ayane was speechless.

The expression on Mayalena's face was even more surprised: "You are not Chinese?!!"

"My father is Chinese and my mother is Japanese,"

Ayane shrugged: "I was born in Thailand, grew up in Australia, and now study in university in Hong Kong. I don't know if I'm Chinese..."

"Oumaika, your life...is wonderful!"

Mayalena thought for a long time before she came up with this adjective.

"Haha~, forget it, don't talk about this, let's cheer!"

Ayane gave a wry smile, raised her glass and drank it in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)