Su Xiaoqi's life in France changed after she worked with the painter Olenz, and as an investor, she sometimes went to see the painter.

Entering the studio, the blonde young man is basically copying a sketch or painting. This young man who lives alone in France has an unusually clean private life, which amazes her, is this France?

She almost doubted that he was gay, after all, there was a famous painter Leonardo da Vinci? Thinking of that master, for an artist, only he can change the aesthetic style of an era, or create a new art genre can be called a master. The works of the masters come from the depths of the soul and are deeply infectious. Because she saw this, Orenz possessed certain qualities that only first-class painters possessed, so she did not shy away from cultivating them.

She didn't have to look at those paintings, but when she looked down at Orenz painting, she knew that this was a very talented young man, and if he tempered it a little, he would surely shine in a while.

Su Xiaoqi took the key to open the door and walked into the living room, where Donna was leaning against the handrail of the stairs and said with a playful smile: "I saw it all! ”

"Do you have a boyfriend?" she asked, smiling.

Boyfriend? Su Xiaoqi was stunned, Donna was talking about Mr. Olentz, right? He was just her collaborator. I probably didn't know when Donna saw it, thinking they were lovers. In a place like France, where romantic romances are everywhere, it's all too easy to get into a reverie.

"Wow, you've been hiding from me for so long, tell me, how did you meet?" Donna blinked curiously.

She had to answer: "We met some time ago, however, we are not boyfriend and girlfriend." ”

"Huh, not a boyfriend or girlfriend?" she asked, insistently, "do you admire him?"

"Donna, this is different from what you think......" Su Xiaoqi had a hunch that this topic had a tendency to deviate from the direction.

"You don't admire him, why do you run to see him every time?" Donna smiled slyly.

"It's not what you think. She had no choice but to tell the truth, "He is very good at drawing, we are partners, not boyfriend and girlfriend or lover or anything like that." ”

Donna smiled and held her face, "You really don't give birth to love from admiration?"

Su Xiaoqi emphasized, "Donna, I am friends with him. With that, she took a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator and opened it to drink.

"It's still a friend, there's a long way to go!" Donna patted Su Xiaoqi on the shoulder, "I will support you!"

cough, cough, Su Xiaoqi choked on water, in a place like France, the relationship between men and women is really easy to misunderstand, and the more you want to clarify, the more you misunderstand.

The life between the two young girls soon changed, one day when Su Xiaoqi came back, she went downstairs and saw a handsome French man sitting in the living room, tall and tall, wearing a gray shirt, slightly curled hair, green eyes slightly narrowed, Donna and he were talking and laughing together.

After Su Xiaoqi entered the house, the man got up and prepared to leave, and Donna sent him to the door.

Donna closed the door and returned to the living room, Su Xiaoqi sat on the sofa and asked, "Who is he?"

Donna sat down on the couch and said, "A musician." ”

"Donna, your heart is budding?" Su Xiaoqi said as she looked her up and down.

"How dare you laugh at my aunt and grandmother, look at the fight!" Donna pounced viciously, and the two of them rolled together on the couch giggling.

After a month like this, there was one night when Donna didn't come back, Su Xiaoqi became worried, why did Donna go? If she hadn't received a message from her, saying that she didn't have to wait for her to come back, Su Xiaoqi would have thought something had happened.

A few days later, in the morning, Donna returned, followed by the musician.

She sat down in the room, looked up and said to Su Xiaoqi, "Alice, I'm with Fei An, so I'm moving out of this place." ”

Su Xiaoqi saw that the two were holding hands, Donna sat next to him with a happy face, she sat down and whispered in Donna's ear: "So, borrow your Mr. Fei An?"

Donna blinked and said, "Whatever you want." ”

"Mr. Faan," she said, choosing a chair in the room to sit down, "and now it's just the two of us, and we'll open the skylight and speak." ”

Su Xiaoqi stared at him with those dark eyes: "Donna is a serious girl, she is in love for the first time, I want to know what you think of her?"

He raised his head and stared at Su Xiaoqi for a few seconds, then a smile slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Donna is a good girl, I will treat her well." ”

She and Faan talked for about fifteen minutes, and she couldn't figure out their actual attitude towards Donna in the other person's words. Her heart was sinking more and more, this man was not as reliable as he seemed.

"Alice, I'll miss you, goodbye!" Donna followed Fean to the door.

"Wait. Su Xiaoqi suddenly spoke, stepped forward, stared at the musician Fei An, and said in a solemn tone: "She is my friend, you have to sue sù I will treat her well." ”

"Of course. He replied, then took Donna's hand and turned around and walked out the door. Donna left with the box and behind Faan.

On days without Donna, the room became deserted, and Su Xiaoqi continued to read at night, occasionally remembering that bright and lively face.

And Alan.

No, can't think about Allen anymore.

Allen's side is not a place for ordinary people to stay, his world will have intrigue and violence, fire and conflict, and it is not a place where ordinary people can stay at all.

When he told her that he wanted her, at that moment, he knew that it was an illusion, but he could hardly restrain himself in his heart. She closed her eyes gently, how terrible it must be, uncontrollably falling in love with someone she shouldn't love.

She knew what kind of person he was, and she was willing to do anything to him, even if that kid would take advantage of the people around her.

She should know better than anyone else that he doesn't love her, and he can't love her.

You can't hope for such an illusion.

Su Xiaoqi picked up an anthology on the history of French literature, opened it and read it. The book tells that in the later years of the reign of Louis XIV of France, a group of literary and intelligent Parisian ladies discussed their creations in their own homes, and Madame Mila, Mademoiselle Ellitier, Madame Dornova and others participated in this salon.

Su Xiaoqi lowered her eyelids and read in French: "As soon as the sun shone on Ogi Xilei, she just glanced at the sun, let out a lament, jumped out of the carriage, turned into a white deer and galloped into the nearby woods——"

"The wind was blowing, and the lightning and thunder frightened the most composed...... She ran to a dark place and lamented the loss of her beautiful form......"

Dense weeds kept passing her, through the branches of the dense bush jungle, and a sharp arrow grazed her body, dodging incessantly, and the battle of pulling in this forest began from the moment she met the other party.

The chase continued until now, and the other party followed her not far behind, and the other party seemed to be more familiar with every environment than she was in this forest.

On the fifth day, exhausted and wheezing weakly, she collapsed by a river, opened her eyes, and watched in despair and fear as the hunter's figure approached step by step. A ray of light fell on the man in the woods, and blonde hair fluttered in the wind.

The early morning sun gradually shone on the young man, and as he moved, long golden hair fell down his shoulders. The blonde hair was dazzling, more intense, more scorching.

The boy walked like an elf, with a deadly bow and arrow in his hand, stepping on the morning light.

Such a beautiful teenager is Alan.

His voice was indifferent, "Have you forgotten what you promised me?"

She heard the boy's voice, looked up blankly, and saw that her figure was reflected in the sparkling stream, which was a deer.

"Last time, I relented and let you go. How did you repay me?"

"I said, you can't leave me. She looked at the boy who was walking towards her in astonishment.

As he approached her, she could almost see that the boy's skin was fine, and his long, thick eyelashes were shaded gray under his eyelids, like butterfly wings trembling slightly......

Slender white fingers gently pinched her slender and delicate neck, "Now, I want to punish you." The indifferent voice rolled down the air like dewdrops.

She closed her eyes in despair. When she opened her eyes again, she saw a blue lake-like pupil staring at her, with a tiny glow emitting from them. The boy's fingers rubbed back and forth over her soft neck, as if he were condescendingly patrolling the territory.

She had a rope around her neck, "so you won't be able to escape." ”

He lowered his head, eyelashes drooping slightly, "If you're not mine, I'll kill you." ”

As the boy's voice fell, she found herself tied to a stump, unable to break free.

The deer let out a mournful cry, why? She was obviously a person, with a human heart, but she was imprisoned in the form of a deer.

He was there for her, but he couldn't listen to any of her words.

The handsome young hunter leaned against a tree not far from her, imprisoned in the form of a deer, and lost her voice. For the hunter, the will of the prey does not matter, and being captured by the hunter is not only the loss of freedom, but also the inability to be the master of life. A wave of despair wells up in my heart, I can't talk to him for the rest of my life, and I have to live as a deer for the rest of my life?

If so, if so...... Why don't you let her go!

"Is the deer yours?" a very nice female voice sounded.

The boy turned his head and saw a beautiful young girl, dressed in the dress of a medieval princess, standing by the river, her coffee-colored hair draped over her shoulders, looking this way.

The sun is sprinkled on the two of them, and the painting is as beautiful as it gets, a pair of people in Bizhong have met, what a beautiful story, in front of this pair of people made in heaven, even the sun will hide shyly. Now you don't need to be there at all!

How much she wanted to leave this world that belonged only to the two of them, and why? At this time, she was unlucky enough to be tied here as a deer?

The boy lowered his eyelashes and replied without thinking, "It's my deer." ”

"I want this deer, can you give it to me?" said the beautiful girl.

The boy looked at her, "This forest and the land beneath my feet belong to me. And it, I'm not going to give it to anyone. ”

The girl said softly: "My Highness, there is nothing in this world that you can't get, you want this deer, there is nothing you can't do." ”

"But why don't you try to communicate with it?" she asked.

The young man's thick long eyelashes were open, and his eyes were as calm as water, staring at her: "It ran away from me to deceive my trust, why should I talk to a deer?"

The girl turned around, she looked at the deer and said, "In that case, give it to me, I will take it, and if it goes on like this, it will die." ”

The boy asked, "Do you know what you're saying to me?"

She lowered her eyelashes slightly and said, "That deer has a human heart, do you know what a human heart is?"

"You think it's a great honor for this deer to be by your side," she said, "but in your eyes it's just a deer, but it's going to die." ”

"What do you say?" asked the boy, "will you die by my side, and wouldn't you be happy to be able to stay by my side as a deer?"

The girl sighed softly, "Don't you see that it is strangling itself with a rope?"

"You don't know it's killing people. Now, you get it, don't you?" said the girl, whose coffee-colored hair fluttered in the wind, "I'm going to take it with me." ”

"I'm not going to give it to you. The boy said.

The girl asked, "Even if it dies?" her eyes fixed on him, "Can't you hear its sorrow and helplessness, is it a prey to you?"

The boy looked at her, "How do you prove your word?"

"Let's make a bet and decide who owns this deer. The maiden in the princess's dress said, "Whoever it can understand belongs to whomever it understands." ”

"If I win, I'll take it. The girl declared.

"Are you sure you can win?" he asked.

The girl walked to the deer on the ground, bent down and stroked its neck and said, "I know what you want, and I know that you are not a deer, will you go with me?"

The deer understood her words and struggled to get up, trying to follow her.

"Come here," the young man's voice coldly ordered, but it immediately fell to the ground motionless.

The boy looked at the girl, then at the deer, and with doubts in his eyes: "It can understand you, but why is it indifferent to me?"

The girl lowered her eyes and said, "Because, I can understand its words!" She picked up the corner of her skirt and walked quietly past him and said, "I'm winning, please let me take it!"

......

The sun shone into the room through the window, Su Xiaoqi leaned on the pillow, opened her confused eyes, she let out a sigh of relief, reached out and threw the pillow aside!

The author rubs her forehead and turns into a deer in an absurd and bizarre dream, and the protagonists Alan and Roland also break into the dream to argue about a deer, which disturbs her headaches.

She slowly sat up from the bed and looked up to see a book on the table. No wonder I dreamed of the Middle Ages, and the book was turning more than 200 pages about the story of the young girl Diosilei who turned into a deer, which was not the work of the reign of Louis XIV of France?

The young girl Ogi Xilei meets her crush in the forest, but the other party does not recognize her in the form of a deer, as a hunter, he is fascinated by her beautiful form, but he does not know the heart of the body.

Isn't it a dream day and night?