Venice, Marco Polo Airport.

A pure black Gulfstream G650ER landed quietly. Chen Yuan, dressed in black, walked down slowly. He was greeted by a white Maybach 62s. A young Chinese man with an indifferent expression opened the car door for him in a white suit.

After getting into the car, Chen Yuan skillfully took out the Chateau Latour c from 1993 in the car cabinet, poured a cup and listened to the melodious Venetian tune in the car, closed his eyes and smiled slightly.

But the young man in the fake throne did not have any impatience or urging, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

The scarlet liquid flowed down Chen Yuan's throat, and he opened his eyes with gentle eyes.

"Let's go."

The 62s started slowly, and Chen Yuan continued to listen to the small menu and tasted the red wine, so leisurely.

After about ten minutes, 62s stopped at the door of a deep and deserted villa. Chen Yuan got off the car and looked at the young man and nodded with satisfaction.

"Xiaobai, although your surname is Bai, don't always like white so much. It's too monotonous and boring."

Hearing that the indifferent young man finally spoke, his voice was very ethereal.

"OK."

Shaking his head, Chen Yuan ignored it and turned around and walked towards the villa.

After he entered the door, the young man got into the car, started again in 62s, and slowly left the villa, as if he didn't dare to have any disturbance.

Chen Yuan did not stay in the villa anymore, took a shower, changed into cheap jeans and shirts in the bedroom, and Chen Yuan snapped his fingers at himself in the mirror.

"Perfect!"

After doing all this, Chen Yuan came to the garage.

What is surprising is that among the many luxury cars, there is a very worn cheap beetle, and even the license plate is almost out of sight.

Looking at the car, Chen Yuan smiled, took out the key from his jeans pocket and opened the car door and sat on it.

With the "crying" sound, the Beetle drove out of the villa and slowly shaking towards the distant seaside.

Chen Yuan in the car smiled more and more.

About half an hour later, Chen Yuan parked the Beetle at the door of a dim sum shop. The dim sum shop was named "Ningyuan". It was run by Chinese people. A block away is St. Mark's Square, so there are many customers in normal times.

But for some reason, there are not many customers in Ningyuan today.

Chen Yuan smiled and pushed open the door, and a real Chinese sound came into his ears.

"Welcome," However, the next moment, the voice's owner lowered his face, "Do you still know how to come back? You clearly agreed that you only took one day off, and three days have passed!"

Scratching his head, Chen Yuan smiled at the fat middle-aged man embarrassedly.

"Well, Brother Liu, something really happened to my house. I couldn't get rid of it for a while."

"Stop finding reasons! The salary for the past two days is gone!"

"Okay, okay, as long as Brother Liu, you don't fire me."

Upon hearing this, Liu Xu snorted coldly and finally let Chen Yuan go.

"Go quickly, the boss is in the kitchen, go and say hello first. If she is unhappy, I can't do anything."

"Okay!"

Without saying anything, Chen Yuan picked up his apron and hat and ran to the kitchen. The aroma of wheat flour instantly thrilled, and there was a faint tulip smell mixed with it.

Looking at the figure beside the oven, Chen Yuan smiled and brought the door with him.

But the figure did not respond, as if he had heard nothing.

Three steps, two steps,

Chen Yuan instantly came to the back of the figure and reached out to wrap it around.

"You walk away, and you smell dust again."

Chen Yuan's body trembled gently, and a sweet voice rang out in a low voice.

But he was unmoved, but instead hugged the person in his arms tighter, took off her hat, and buried his whole face in her long hair.

"I don't, I won't."

"Hey." She sighed, and she turned around with difficulty, looking at Chen Yuan who was close to Chi Chi with a look full of grudges, "You, can you be more serious? You haven't gotten off work yet, what if Liu Xu comes in?"

Looking at Ning Xi's face, Chen Yuan smiled softly, then tilted his head as if he was trapped in thought.

"If he really finds out, then silence me? You do it, I'll be responsible for digging the pit. If the matter is exposed, I can still fish you out."

"Haha? Just you, take me?"

As soon as his face turned cold, Ning Xi immediately pushed Chen Yuan away, his eyes full of disdain.

But Chen Yuan shrugged his nose and said sincerely: "Yes, I'll take you."

After the words came to an end, Ning Xi was unmoved.

After a long time, she finally couldn't hold back her laughter and knocked Chen Yuan's forehead.

"You, don't be poor. Let's consider your graduation thesis first. You have been resuming the grade for three years and haven't graduated yet. If you miss this opportunity, don't think about coming to me."

"Hiss! Sister, you're killing me!"

Hearing this, Chen Yuan immediately took a breath and looked at Ning Xi in disbelief.

"Okay, hurry up, prepare the coldest tomorrow first, go to bed early tonight, and it will probably be slow tomorrow weekend."

"Okay, okay, I'll follow my sister, I'll do it now."

Hearing this, Ning Xi shook his head helplessly. Just as he was about to turn around, Chen Yuan suddenly stepped forward and sneaked into the attack.

Covering his forehead, Ning Xi immediately pointed at the side with annoyance.

"roll!"

"Okay, I'll get out."

After taking advantage, Chen Yuan immediately answered seriously and came to the other side of the kitchen without looking back.

While making pastries, Chen Yuan recalled every bit of himself and Ning Xi.

When I first met Ning Xi, Chen Yuan was traveling alone in Venice. I heard that this dim sum shop was very good and opened by a Chinese, so Chen Yuan came over happily.

In the dim sum shop, Chen Yuan was actually a little disappointed. These dim sums were much worse than the ones he usually ate, but when he saw the busy Ning Xi, the disappointment disappeared.

That was the first time Chen Yuan felt his heart beating so violently. He had never seen any kind of woman in his life, but in the end it was this woman with sweat that made him feel moved.

That day, Chen Yuan bought all the pastries in the entire store alone, but he did not see Ning Xi's second meeting.

It was not until Chen Yuan finished all the pastries in the hotel for three days before he came back to his senses. Without any hesitation, he immediately made a plan, so he picked up countless girls.

An hour later, a Chinese student named Chen Yuan appeared in Venice after being reunited for three years.

He shaved off his stubble, went to buy some cheap and not sloppy jeans, shirts and T-shirts, and applied for the job the next day in the name of a summer vacation worker.

I don’t know if the style changes too much, Liu Xu in the store did not associate him with the rich man four days ago. After various interrogations and Chen Yuan’s favor, he finally agreed to hire Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan also unintentionally showed his talent in making pastries and was immediately transferred by his real boss Ning Xi.

In the kitchen.

After two months, Chen Yuan was full of tricks, and Ning Xi was soon defeated by Chen Yuan's offensive and agreed to be with him.

But the condition is that Chen Yuan must graduate within this year and is willing to open a dim sum shop with her.

Chen Yuan naturally agreed without hesitation about these conditions.

Until now, Chen Yuan has finally confirmed that Ning Xi, a woman who seems to be cold on the outside and hot on the inside, is unable to live without him.

But he didn't feel any complacent. After confirming this, only peace arose in his heart.

Chen Yuan even felt that if he could, it would seem good that he would live a stable life with Ning Xi'an like this.

No need to consider the company's worries, no need to wear masks to face all kinds of people.

No need to think about those, mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"are you sure?"

It seemed that the sound from the void was illusory but so clear, which immediately shocked Chen Yuan into a cold sweat.

He subconsciously looked back and looked around, but there was no one else in the kitchen except Ning Xi and him.

After calming down, Chen Yuan tried to put his mind into the making of pastries, but no matter how he tried it, he could do nothing.

This voice and his sigh when he burned a book were imaginative, which made Chen Yuan, who had always wanted to explore the truth of the world, couldn't help but think.

What exactly is true and what is false?

What's the point of being true or not?

Even if this world is false, Chen Yuan still experienced it personally. So is even him false?

Then what's the point of waking up?

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan was in a daze again.

When he came to his senses, he had already returned to the door of the villa, and was next to him that dilapidated classic car.
To be continued...