Chapter 1104: I Don't Believe in Such Coincidences

otu lay listlessly on the bed, her hands clutching the edge of the blanket, staring at a certain energetic man with a resentful expression. 。Why are there such big differences between people Even tho...Chapter 1104: I Don't Believe There Are Such Coincidences

Bettina didn't try to guess why Yixing had suddenly asked about Fan Ge.

She told Yisheng in detail, "I don't know much. It seems that Fan Ge works as a bodyguard for a wealthy person. She's not talkative and cold. She eats quickly and leaves. This was the first time Fan Ge came to my restaurant a year ago. Then one afternoon, when I was about to leave work, two refugees came to my restaurant to rob us. If it weren't for Fan Ge's intervention, I might not have had the chance to meet you again. She comes to my place about once every half month for a meal, but the last time was six months ago. Fan Ge said she was on business trip these past six months and just returned to Nuremberg."

Yi Sheng listened, nodded to indicate that Bettina could leave.

Wen Ping Sheng watched him talking to Bettina in a low voice. After they finished speaking, Yi Sheng didn't tell himself what he and Bettina talked about.

Thinking to herself, since Yixing didn't tell her, he probably didn't want her to know. Therefore, Wen Pingsheng didn't press further.

As Yixing said, Bettina is a very good cook, and Wen Pingsheng was very satisfied with the lunch.

After finishing their lunch, the two people didn't leave immediately.

With only a few customers in the restaurant, Bettina left their service to the waiter and sat down in the chair opposite Yixing. She asked him how long he planned to stay in Nuremberg.

Yi Sheng said that he might leave Nuremberg the day after tomorrow and go back to Munich for a while.

Then take a plane from Munich to Dusseldorf, then visit several Nordic countries, and finally go to France. This itinerary is a bit roundabout. If there's still time, maybe I'll fly back to Munich in Germany at the end, and then return to North City in R country from Germany, but I probably won't go to Nuremberg again.

Hearing this, Bettina's heart was filled with reluctance, but she still wished them a pleasant trip and reminded them not to stay out too late. Germany is different from R country, and it might be dangerous to stay outside at night.

After chatting with Bettina, Yisheng left the restaurant with Wen Pingsheng.

Wen Ping Sheng held his big hand as they walked, "Yi Sheng, do you have any friends in the countries of Northern Europe"

"There are two, I haven't contacted them in over ten years. Maybe they don't remember me anymore. If you want to go see them, I can take you." He replied calmly.

"No, we're just out for fun, not to specifically meet your old friends." Wen Pingsheng chuckled and declined.

As he said, they hadn't contacted each other in over a decade. What if he went and the other person didn't remember him That would be embarrassing.

Moreover, so much time has passed that it's possible they've already moved and are unreachable.

The two returned to the car.

Yi Sheng drove, heading towards their destination.

Holly recommended a picturesque and charming town with beautiful scenery and a fresh, clean environment. However, the road conditions are not good, so driving there slowly would take almost two hours.

Reached the town.

Yi Sheng got out of the car first and chatted with the people in the town in German, then got back in the car.

"Let's book a room at the guesthouse first and go play after we've rested."

They were traveling independently and had plenty of time. After a good rest, they felt like exploring and enjoying the scenery along the way.

The tourist attractions in the small town were not crowded. He found out that there were only two guesthouses in town.

"Well, alright."

Wen Ping Sheng had been in the car for almost two hours, with occasional bumps along the way. She was indeed a bit tired, her body ached, and all she wanted at this moment was to have a comfortable sleep.

The guesthouse was easy to find. Yi Sheng booked a room and also gave the owner a tip. The owner arranged for her a room with excellent lighting. The room had a retro decoration style, and there were some flowers planted on the balcony, which looked very beautiful.

Yisheng first checked the room around, then changed the sheets and blankets, and checked the bathroom again before letting Wen Pingsheng go in for a shower and then sleep.

Wen Pingsheng took a warm bath and fell asleep within two minutes of lying on the bed.

Yisheng sat on the single sofa, recalling the woman he had met at Bettina's restaurant in Nuremberg before. His brow furrowed, and his eyes became somewhat complicated.

A lively song

Could it be him

Or is it just a coincidence, with the same name and similar appearance

But Yisheng didn't quite believe in such coincidences. It was one thing to have the same name, but it was another thing altogether for them to look so alike. If they weren't the same person...

But that year, he watched with his own eyes as her body temperature turned cold in his arms.

Yisheng thought for a while, then got too lazy to tangle with it. He got up and walked into the bathroom, made a call, and told the other person all the information he knew about "Fan Ge," asking them to check this person out and send him the information as soon as they found it to his email address.

After taking care of that matter, Yisheng took a bath in the bathroom and then accompanied Wēn Píngshēng for an afternoon nap.

Perhaps because there was something on her mind, Yisheng slept restlessly.

I woke up after about an hour.

He looked at Wen Ping Sheng who was still sleeping soundly, like a little piglet. A trace of tenderness and fondness flashed in his eyes.

Unwilling to leave Wen Ping Sheng alone in the room, fearing she would be upset if she woke up and couldn't see him, Yi Sheng didn't go for a walk.

Picked up a German classic from the shelf, opened it, and planned to spend some time reading to pass the time.

He couldn't read a single word of the book's content.

It was probably the sudden encounter with that woman, causing him to uncontrollably recall many things from his past in the organization...

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When Wen Ping Sheng opened his eyes, he saw Yi Sheng sitting on the sofa with a blank expression. He was holding a book in his hand, but he didn't move at all, like a statue.

She looked at Yisheng for a long time, but he didn't move at all.

"Yìshēng." Wēn Píngshēng spoke.

Originally, You Shen's Yisheng blinked and came to her senses.

"Awake" He casually closed the book and put it aside, then got up and walked to the bed. "It's past four in the afternoon now, are you hungry Want to go out for afternoon tea, or wait until dinner"

"Not very hungry." Wen Ping Sheng sat cross-legged, looking at him and asking, "Yi Sheng, what were you thinking about just now sitting there"

"Thinking back on some things from the past that weren't very pleasant." Yisheng didn't hide it, but he also wasn't too blunt.

Wen Ping Sheng grasped his large hand, "Thinking too much"

She had a general idea of his past life, which was filled with danger and darkness beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. Only after he reunited with his parents did he begin to live a normal life.

But past memories, I imagine, are indelible and unforgettable.

"A little bit." Yisheng didn't deny it, and changed the subject, "I'm up now. Let me take you out for a walk and see what we want to eat for dinner."

Wen Ping Sheng couldn't bring herself to comfort him with empty platitudes like "everything will be alright" or "let it go." After all, she hadn't gone through what he had, and couldn't possibly understand his feelings. She had no right to tell him what to do.

It's like when you don't know anything about a situation, don't just start lecturing others about being kind as if you were a saint.

She hummed in response, then got out of bed and went into the bathroom to wash up.e your hand in front of your face.Hearing the sound of the door creaking open, An Xiaotu struggled to open her eyes. Her vision was blurry, and she could only make out a familiar shadow. She wasn't su...