In fact, Xia Hongjun is not just in this mood?

In the living room on the second floor of the former residence, a famous saying from 1939 appeared in a very prominent position, "We must support whatever the enemy opposes; we must oppose what the enemy supports." It is a German translation.

Diagonally opposite this famous quote introduces the history of the Communist Party of China and large photos appear.

Xia Hongjun immediately remembered another famous saying of the great man: "If anyone does not offend me, I will not offend others. If someone offends me, I will offend others."

I don’t know what attitude the Germans put into this famous saying here?

Finally, Wells also wrote a line of messages in Chinese characters on the guestbook: "I am your believer, from the distant United States..."

Farewell to Trier, the Xia Hongjun and his four went to visit the Cathedral of Berlin, the Capitol and the Berlin Wall, Dusseldorf, the hometown of the great poet Heine, and finally arrived in Paris, France.

The Louvre, the Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame de Paris, the Palace of Versailles, the Champs-Elysees... It was raining today, and the Xia Hongjun walked along the banks of the Seine with an umbrella, and Song Zhenzhen leaned gently against him in a light green dress.

I stayed in Paris for half a month and would be separated tomorrow. Xia Hongjun returned to China, Yang Li and Wells returned to the United States, while Song Zhenzhen flew alone to Spain.

Wells went to a love parade today and called on their rights, while Yang Li was sleeping in a bar. Only Xia Hongjun and Song Zhenzhen were staring at the scenery without looking at it.

"Paris is a city that nourishes countless great figures in human history. Many of our country's contemporary intellectuals are influenced by humanistic ideas from Paris."

Xia Hongjun talked while walking, and Song Zhenzhen listened carefully.

She likes this feeling.

"Today, many thinkers are reflecting on history. Scholars like Said who have emerged from the Third World are constantly thinking about the impact of colonialism on world culture.

"Although he and some other intellectuals have criticized the cultural aggression of old imperialism such as France and Britain, we should indeed see that as one of the birthplaces of modern human civilization, the contributions made by cities like Paris cannot be eliminated in one fell swoop."

"We must always be wary of the historical nihilism that breeds narrow nationalism. Only in this way can we calm our minds when we praise the greatness of other nations and will not develop that kind of "villain" heart."

"Hehe..." Song Zhenzhen suddenly smiled: "Red Army, sometimes I think you are like a philosopher."

"Is that true?" Xia Hongjun felt a little embarrassed: "I feel it because of my feelings, and I feel it because of my feelings."

"Red Army, we will be separated tomorrow. I have been very happy during this period of time in Europe." Song Zhenzhen said suddenly.

"So too." Xia Hongjun answered softly.

"You said, will we still have the chance to travel together like this in the future?" Song Zhenzhen asked again.

"I think there will be." Xia Hongjun replied very readily: "I will bring Zhaodi with me at that time - she hasn't been abroad yet. What about you, take your other half with me, let's go to England and Italy to listen to those operas."

Song Zhenzhen's eyes dimmed, but her smile soon returned to her smile: "Okay... Come and have a photo." After that, she took off the camera hanging on her chest.

Take a picture again?

Girls just like taking photos, and they keep taking photos all the way.

Song Zhenzhen stopped a young girl and said a few words very politely. The girl smiled and nodded and took the camera.

Song Zhenzhen hurried to Xia Hongjun, with her back facing the beautiful Seine River, and leaned closely together.

Naturally, the girl tilted her head slightly and leaned her slightly cold cheek gently on Xia Hongjun's face.

This is the closest photo of the two along the way.

The next day, the Xia Hongjun boarded the return plane alone.

Come back!

After nearly 11 hours of long flight, we landed at the Capital Airport at 5 pm.

After getting off the plane and as soon as he walked into the waiting hall, Xia Hongjun saw Chen Zhaodi wearing a floral skirt looking around anxiously.

Seeing Xia Hongjun coming out with his suitcase, Chen Zhaodi actually ran over and rushed into Xia Hongjun's arms despite her usual shyness.

Ouch...

Are you brave?

But soon, the girl broke free from Xia Hongjun's arms and snatched the suitcase.

"Are you hungry? I have prepared your favorite cooked pork and sour potato shreds for you, and you will have dinner when you go back." The girl said gently.

"Don't say I really want to eat bread and milk, I'm about to vomit." Xia Hongjun smiled.

I took the airport bus and entered Dongzhimen, took the No. 2 subway line to Jishuitan Station, took another taxi before I arrived at the Siheyuan in Houhai.

As soon as the door opened, the local dog bean sprouts that were enjoying the cool under the old locust tree rushed out, surrounding Xia Hongjun with his tongue and wagging his tail with great care. The bean sprouts that had grown into big cats were lying on the stone bench, motionless, watching all this coldly.

When Xia Hongjun went to the bathroom to take a shower, he changed into summer clothes in the bedroom and sat on the sofa in the living room. Douya then "meowed" and rushed into the living room quickly, quietly nestling beside Xia Hongjun.

Chen Zhaodi entered the kitchen and soon brought two dishes and a large basin of rice. Xia Hongjun was not polite and started eating it voraciously.

Two large bowls of rice fell into her stomach, and Xia Hongjun then patted her slightly raised belly with satisfaction.

"It's better to be at home..."

"What, isn't it fun to travel abroad? You're also with Yang Li and Song Zhenzhen." Chen Zhaodi sat aside, tilted her head and asked playfully.

In Rotterdam, Xia Hongjun once called his home and told Chen Zhaodi about her simple situation abroad, including her encounter with Yang Li Wells and Song Zhenzhen.

Now that he heard the girl say this, Xia Hongjun thought for a while and said, "Of course I'm happy to play outside, but it's better if you're with me." When he said this, Xia Hongjun reported Chen Zhaodi over and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Do you miss me?"

"I want..." the girl answered softly.

"Then we..."

"It's so urgent..." Chen Zhaodi looked at Xia Hongjun and suddenly asked, "You and Song Zhenzhen... don't have that?"

"Ah?!No!"

"No?"

"Really not!"

"Ha...it's enough to make things difficult for you. I just took a look at that beautiful woman...hehe..."

"So you have to compensate me!" After saying that, Xia Hongjun hugged Chen Zhaodi and strode towards the bedroom.

"It's daytime again? Rogue!"

.........

......

Have a happy night.

Chen Zhaodi lay in Xia Hongjun's arms and listened to him telling interesting stories about this trip. When Xia Hongjun said that Wells was a gey, he looked surprised.

When he heard him telling the embarrassing story of the two going to visit the red light district together, he still burst into laughter.

"You are so timid... That girl Helen treats you like that, and you won't go..."

Oh, you actually joked about me?

Xia Hongjun stopped doing it, so he went to scratch Chen Zhaodi's armpits. The girl was tickled and immediately laughed so hard that her branches were trembling. She begged for mercy.

The two laughed and had a quarrel, and Chen Zhaodi suddenly said, "Han Ning followed the third sister back to my hometown."

"Oh, no wonder this kid didn't come to pick me up. He ran to your house to propose marriage so soon." Xia Hongjun said with a smile.
Chapter completed!