Chapter 1098: The wind stops in autumn, I stop in you
In addition to churches, the town also has many beautiful scenery. He Siyi came out to find inspiration, so she simply strolled around the town casually. Cheng Haoran followed her without disturbing her, like a shadow, more like a
protector.
He Siyi walked into a sea of flowers. She didn't know what kind of flowers were blooming. Anyway, they were very beautiful, unknown but dazzling.
She became a scenery in Cheng Haoran's eyes. He took out his mobile phone and couldn't help but take pictures of her. She didn't know it. When she was tired from walking, she lay down among the flowers, bathing in the autumn sunshine, which was warm and genial.
Cheng Haoran also came over and lay down next to her. The smell of her and the fragrance of flowers filled his nose, which was refreshing.
"Let's go to Provence next time." Cheng Haoran said.
He Siyi raised her eyes slightly.
Cheng Haoran turned his face and looked at her. The two of them were so close that they seemed to be able to feel each other's breathing.
"Provence has the most beautiful lavender flowers in the world. Let's go see the lavender."
The tips of He Siyi's ears turned slightly red, and she turned her head back unnaturally, covering her eyes with her hands, not wanting him to see her reddish eyes.
Cheng Haoran smiled, turned his head, and followed her example and covered his eyes with his hands.
The sunshine gently touched the back of the hand, warmed the eyes, and the warmth reached the bottom of the heart.
I am happy for you like the warmth of spring and the flowers blooming. The pears are white in front of the door. I warm tea and cool books, waiting for your return.
He Siyi fell asleep, using the sky as her quilt, the earth as her mat, and the man next to her as her dream. She slept sweetly and peacefully.
Cheng Haoran knew that she was asleep, but she was still the same as before, always falling asleep around him without any precautions. He chuckled, took off his coat and covered her with it, but he didn't hold back and kissed her lips.
A gentle peck, as gentle as the spring breeze.
This scene was recorded in the camera lens by a photographer who came to collect photos from a distance. The photographer looked at the film in the camera lens. It was obvious that no one's silhouette was captured, but the deep emotion was about to overflow from the lens.
The more the photographer looked at this photo, the more delighted he became, thinking that he had captured the soul of the character. Maybe if he took this photo to compete, he might get a good ranking.
He knew he shouldn't disturb others, but he couldn't help but walked over quietly. Cheng Haoran noticed him before he got close. He glanced at the photographer with a cold glance, which startled the photographer and stopped him in his tracks.
land.
Cheng Haoran warned the photographer with his eyes not to come close and disturb them.
The photographer saw the look in his eyes, made an apologetic gesture, and then pointed to him the photo he had just taken, indicating that he had something to say to him.
Cheng Haoran saw the photo, frowned, stood up and walked over gently.
The photographer is a Frenchman. He communicated with Cheng Haoran in French and expressed his intention to seek Cheng Haoran's permission to use this photo to participate in a photography competition.
Cheng Haoran looked carefully at the shot. It was a scene of him leaning over and kissing He Siyi. His face was not photographed, nor was He Siyi's face. However, it looked very beautiful, as if he was extremely beautiful.
picture scroll.
He liked it at first sight.
He asked the photographer: "Can this photo be sent to me?"
The photographer nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay."
Cheng Haoran gave the photographer his email address and graciously agreed to the photographer's request.
The photographer was very happy and thanked him profusely.
"What are you going to name this photo?" Cheng Haoran asked.
The photographer said: "I haven't thought about it yet. Sir, do you have any suggestions?"
Cheng Haoran said something in French.
The photographer understood the French, but did not understand the meaning. He asked shamelessly: "What does this sentence mean?"
The wind stops in autumn, and I stop in you.
Cheng Haoran translated for him: "You are the only one I love in this life."
The photographer suddenly realized, smiled and sent his blessing: "I wish you happiness."
He could feel that this boy loved that girl very much, and that girl must also love this boy very much.
Maybe this is what the Chinese people mean when two people are in love.
He Siyi didn't know about this episode. She slept peacefully and warmly, and didn't wake up until the sunset. When she woke up, she was no longer among the flowers, but in Cheng Haoran's car, still covered with his coat.
His scent is all over my body.
"If you don't wake up, I will consider taking you back to the city directly." Cheng Haoran's joking voice came from the side.
He Siyi looked at the time and was shocked. She actually slept from morning to evening. She really slept like a pig.
"Why didn't you call me?" He Siyi asked.
"I can't bear to do it." Cheng Haoran told the truth. Seeing that she was sleeping so soundly, he couldn't bear to wake her up.
He Siyi really couldn't handle Cheng Haoran's straightforwardness now. He always said sour and sweet words, and she didn't know how to resist.
"Go back, I'm hungry." He Siyi threw the coat back to him and looked away unnaturally.
Cheng Haoran stopped when he was done, took out a bag of food from behind and put it in her arms: "First, I'll take care of my stomach and take you to eat something delicious."
He Siyi was really hungry, and she and Cheng Haoran had nothing to be pretentious about, so they ate generously.
When Cheng Haoran saw that she didn't reject him, he started the car with a smile and left.
Taking the bus back from the small town to the city of Paris requires reversing, and a single trip takes two hours, but driving is faster, and we entered the city in an hour.
Cheng Haoran took He Siyi to a revolving restaurant. He had reserved a seat in the restaurant in advance. It was the seat with the best view in the entire restaurant, overlooking almost half of Paris. The night view was particularly beautiful.
After ordering the meal, He Siyi went to the bathroom, leaving her cell phone and bag on her seat.
Cheng Haoran waited patiently. After three minutes, five minutes, and ten minutes, he began to worry that He Siyi had encountered a little trouble in the bathroom and could not come out after such a long time.
He called a waitress and asked her to go to the women's restroom and ask what was wrong with He Siyi.
The waitress came back soon: "Sir, I searched all over the bathroom and couldn't find the Miss Aisi you mentioned."
Cheng Haoran stood up suddenly and walked straight towards the bathroom. There was no one in the women's bathroom. The waiter did not lie.
He Siyi was definitely not the kind of person to leave without saying goodbye. Even if she needed to leave in an emergency, she would tell him. Besides, her bag and cell phone were still on her seat, so it was even more impossible for her to leave directly.
"Where is the surveillance room?" Cheng Haoran saw the surveillance in the corridor and immediately asked the waiter.
The waiter said: "Adjusting monitoring requires the consent of our manager. I will take you to our manager."
"Hurry up!" Cheng Haoran urged urgently.
The manager was very nervous when he learned that a guest had disappeared in their restaurant, and immediately agreed to show Cheng Haoran the surveillance camera.
Cheng Haoran returned to his seat, took He Siyi's cell phone and bag, and followed the manager to his office.