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Chapter 30

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    Chapter Thirty

    The time difference between France and China is about six hours.

    Immediately after getting off the plane, Yi Jiayan sent a message to Nanqiao about her safe arrival. He originally wanted to talk to her after returning to the hotel, but this idea was shelved because of Lu Yawei's words.

    He took a shower in the hotel, changed his clothes, and checked that the time was four o'clock in the afternoon. The mobile phone on the desk kept ringing, and all calls were from Lu Yawei without exception.  He paused, ignored the phone, turned and walked out of the room.

    Lyon is a large city in southeastern France, the capital of the Rhone-Alpes region, and the second largest metropolitan area in France.  During the European Renaissance, Lyon was a famous cultural and artistic capital, especially famous for murals, food and art.

    Yi Jiayan's hotel is located in the old city center of Lyon, which is full of various medieval buildings and churches, in stark contrast to the bustling and lively new city.

    He walked on the old streets and saw all kinds of people piously entering and leaving the church. The mottled brick walls and alleys full of plants looked like scenes from an old movie.

    Which one is it?

    He thought about it vaguely, and then finally remembered.

    In Nanqiao's third year of high school, he would sit with her on the sofa and watch a movie every week.  One evening, she picked out a famous old film by a French director. Although he had already seen it, he still patiently watched it with her again.

    Coincidentally, the name of the hero of the movie happens to be Leon.

    In the movie, the twelve-year-old girl looked seriously at the elderly killer opposite and said, "I think I'm in love with you, Leon."

    The usually indifferent killer spat out the milk with a puff, choking in embarrassment.

    The little girl continued: "This is my first love, do you know?"

    While wiping off the milk stains on his body, the killer said awkwardly: "You've never been in love, how do you know it's love?"

    "I feel it now."

    "Where did you feel it?"

    "Here." The little girl rubbed her stomach with her hands, "My stomach is very warm now, there used to be a knot herenow it's gone."

    At that time, he thought this scene was funny, absurd and cute, but Nanqiao beside him watched it very seriously, with a look of "I am very moved".

    How did the killer answer the little girl?

    He vaguely remembered that the killer who had always been calm and calm suddenly seemed to panic, avoided the little girl's sight in embarrassment, and said vaguely: "Matilda, I'm glad your stomachache is cured, but I  I don't think that means anything."

    The little girl looked at him, and finally said only one sentence: "I don't want to lose you, Leon."

    At that time, Nanqiao asked him: "Do you think Matilda's feelings for Leon are love?"

    He shook his head subconsciously: "It's dependence, it's probably similar to family affection."

    Nanqiao refuted him: "No, it's love."

    "How is it possible? There is such a big age difference between them, and Matilda is only twelve years old. How can such a young girl know what love is?"

    "It's love."

    "Probably because they have lived together for a long time, and have developed dependence and bondage." Yi Jiayan was still correcting her, "Dependence and love are different."

    "It's love." Nanqiao seemed to have turned into a parrot, and couldn't say anything except these three words.

    At that time, Yi Jiayan looked at her amusedly, and asked, "How do you know it's love?"

    Nanqiao suddenly stopped talking, just looked at him fixedly, and turned his head to look at the screen for a while: "Anyway, I just know."

    After many years, on the streets of a foreign country, Yi Jiayan seemed to suddenly understand something, the reason why she insisted on emphasizing "it's love", and the unshakable dependence in her eyes when she looked at him at that time.

    But what about him?  He has always known that his Nanqiao is dependent on her, and he is willing to be her dependent forever, but dependence is different from love - this is what he said to Nanqiao back then.

    But where is the difference?

    He couldn't speak again.

    There is a godiva store on the pedestrian street, and he subconsciously walked in because Nanqiao liked it.  But when he reached the door, he stopped again.

    How long will it take to keep her in mind all the time?

    There are so many shops in this world, every time he sees one that Nanqiao likes, he has to go in like a fool and help her choose a gift, just because he will bear the surprise when he thinks of her unwrapping the gift.venoidea. i heard a lot of noises i, i"

    Before she finished speaking, she suddenly screamed, "someone's attackingus! hehasagun!"

    Then there was a series of French. Nanqiao was panicking and wanted to continue asking. The call ended after a gunshot.

    The gunshot sounded like a fatal blow. It clearly happened in Lyon, thousands of miles away, but it seemed to hit her chest.

    Yi Jiayan's cell phone was lost with him.

    The shooting happened where his phone was lost.

    The phone could no longer be connected, and no matter how many times she played, no one answered the phone.

    Nanqiao slowly let go of his hand, the phone that was still unanswered slammed to the ground, and the screen went black.

    She slowly raised her head out of focus, staring at the man who was still on the news.

    "The terrorists are still holding hundreds of hostages, killing a hostage inhumanely every few minutes. This crazy act has aroused the anger of people all over the world"

    A blurry picture appeared on the screen, like someone took a picture from a distance with a mobile phone. The terrorists took a hostage out of the music hall, walked to the gate, and kicked the hostage on the ground.  With a bang, a life ended with a gunshot.

    Nanqiao was shaken all over, and all senses disappeared at this moment.

    No, maybe there is one scene left.

    She saw Yi Jiayan.

    The hostage on the screen seemed to suddenly become Yi Jiayan, his clean and beautiful face was stained with blood, and he fell unconscious in a pool of blood.

    At this moment, Nanqiao suddenly ran out of the coffee area, pushed the door out like a fire, and ran wildly on the street.

    Car, she needs a car.

    She needs a passport, she needs money, she needs an ID card, she needs to fly.

    She is going to France immediately!  She is going to Lyon!

    Yi Jiayan cannot die.

    She hasn't even said that she loves him, she hasn't confessed her feelings, how can he how can something happen to him?  !

    Nanqiao ran desperately on the crowded street, unaware of the raging and wanton tears on his face.

    At this moment, maybe people all over the world are praying for France and mourning for the dead, but no one is like her, and no one knows the turmoil in her heart. It is a tragic scene where the whole world collapses like an iceberg after being hit.  .

    Yi Jiayan.

    Yi Jiayan, wait for me.

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