Chapter 134

Many dreams linger. Shen Xiaoyue now lives in the villa arranged by Lin Feng. This place is not Rome or Taipei, but New York. She always has a tall and tall figure in her mind, but she can't remember who he is. She can't see his outline or his facial features clearly. The whole figure is blurred.

Shen Xiaoyue "whoosh!" With a loud noise, sweat oozed from her forehead. After looking at the time, she felt that it was late. She had to catch a plane and go to the Paris music theater. She had three performances.

And after the three performances, even if all the events in New York are over, she plans to go to Taipei to try her luck. After all, Lin Feng said that her home is in Taipei, shouldn't she go home too far?

Shen Xiaoyue walked out of the room and saw that Lin Feng's servant had prepared breakfast. Her mind was blank. She raised a bright smile on her face and sat at the table. "I'm really sorry. I need you to prepare breakfast."

Lin Feng just said, "it doesn't matter. Anyway, these are all prepared by servants."

Shen Xiaoyue is not polite either. Anyway, the two of them have been together under the same roof for so long. This period of time is also her happiest day. Lin Feng looks at Shen Xiaoyue's way of eating, and has some pain in his heart. Although they have been together for three years, there is no progress in their feelings. Sometimes, he really hopes that she will never remember.

Because now she has no worries, no worries, so how good, but she has to return to her sad, this is what Lin Feng does not want.

"Xiaoyue, can you not go back to Taipei?"

Shen Xiaoyue frowned, "why don't you go back? Didn't you say that Taipei is my home? "

Of course, Lin Feng would not tell the reason, but he was afraid of recalling her sad past. So he just said, "although that is your home, you are not happy. Besides, you don't remember anything now. How do you know where your home is?"

In fact, Lin Feng didn't know where her home was. At that time, Shen Xiaoyue just told him that Mangshan was her home, and he didn't disclose any other information. He didn't have half the ability of Chu Mochen. Even if he checked, he couldn't find anything. Now Chu Mochen manages that place to death, and even a fly can't fly in.

"But I'll try my luck. Besides, I didn't go there to find my home completely."

After hearing Shen Xiaoyue's words, Lin Feng had an ominous premonition in his heart, "do you want to develop in Taipei?"

"Yes."

"No, I don't agree." Lin Feng suddenly denied it.

"Why?" Shen Xiaoyue frowned.

She always thinks that Lin Feng has some secrets. Every time she talks about it, he seems to be very resistant. But now she just wants to live simply and dance her favorite dance. It's really good, simple and full.

Seeing that Lin Feng didn't speak for a long time, Shen Xiaoyue just laughed and said, "don't worry, I will come back."

Lin Feng was speechless for a moment, but Shen Xiaoyue still couldn't change her old problem as usual, that is, once she decided something, ten cows couldn't pull back, even if she lost her memory.

Shen Xiaoyue immediately gets on Lin Feng's car and goes to the airport. Every morning she feels full of positive energy. This is what she wants most. This is the other side of Shen Xiaoyue that Lin Feng sees. She is sunny, lively and cheerful. She says goodbye to coldness and melancholy. It seems that the whole person has a very spiritual feeling. It seems that she is reborn.

Looking at her in a very good mood, Lin Feng was very happy for her. When they arrived at the airport, they came to Paris. But when they got here, Shen Xiaoyue's original happy mood suddenly disappeared, and a faint image appeared in her mind, but it was almost too fast to grasp.

Lin Feng was about to move forward when he found that Shen Xiaoyue stopped and immediately turned to see her, "Xiaoyue, what's the matter?"

Shen Xiaoyue put on a smiling face again, just shook her head and said, "Oh, it's OK."

Lin Feng immediately took Shen Xiaoyue's hand, and they went to the Paris music theater with their fingers clasped. When they got to the door, Shen Xiaoyue said to him, "Lin Feng, you can send me here. Now it's still rehearsal, and I won't perform until the evening."

Lin Feng thought, "OK."

Shen Xiaoyue just smiles and walks into the music theater.

It's day in Paris, and it's night in Taipei. After a busy day, Chu Mochen went back to his home, took out a bottle of red wine from the refrigerator, poured a glass for himself, sat on the sofa, drank a mouthful of it in his mouth, and his thoughts drifted far away.

Three years, another three years, where is there so many three years in life? He leans back on the sofa. He still remembers that when he heard that Shen Xiaoyue was dead, he really had a mood to leave with her. Later, Yuankun pulled him back.

In the company, he is the president of the company with boundless scenery and the boss of the whole Tianlong school. However, when he arrives at home, he is no different from an ordinary man. He misses the woman he loves most. His mother once found a woman for him, but no matter what.

Chu Mochen is extremely bored to dial the web page on the tablet, and his slender fingers stop on the three words "white pigeon" on the tablet. In fact, in the final analysis, it's just a stage name. As for who it is, he doesn't care at all. He only knows that she's half the sky red because of several dances, and has won the championship for three consecutive years.

Chu Mo Chen sniffed, only three years? There are many people like this. They all rely on a certain boss, including Ren Hua International. There are countless women who want to be famous, and there are many women who have tried their best to be his woman. However, he just gives a word "go away".

He left the tablet on one side and didn't pay any attention to it. He didn't bother to see what the pigeon looked like during the day. For him, the dancer, who has only been on the stage for three years, is either very skillful in her dance, or depends on the rich boss. Otherwise, even if she is very popular, she will have to endure for another five years.

Chu Mo Chen is very bored and leans on the sofa. His mind is still the lingering figure. He tries to ask Lin Feng several times where Shen Xiaoyue is buried, but he doesn't say it. He doesn't mention it, which makes Chu Mo Chen have a little doubt in his heart. It's very possible that Shen Xiaoyue is not dead at all.