Cheng Siyu packed her luggage and looked forward to a romantic trip to Paris. Paris is the city of her dreams, admired in the depths of her soul. France has been shrouded in mystery and legend since ancient times, it is a paradise of art, a symbol of love, an eternal source of transmission, and a honeymoon mecca for newlyweds.

Zhao Yuhan took out an old dusty small gift box from the bottom of the cabinet in the room, which contained a bright and transparent jade bracelet, she cautiously handed it to Cheng Siyu, and said: "The first time you go out, I will hand over this bracelet to you now, it can keep you safe." ”

Cheng Siyu glanced at it suspiciously, and said noncommittally: "Mom, what age is this, why are you still feudal and superstitious? Antique gadgets are used for collection, and the words of keeping peace are all outsiders fooling you ignorant women and children, I don't believe that a small jade bracelet can turn things around and decide life and death." ”

"Shut up!" Zhao Yuhan's face sank, and he said unhappily: "This jade bracelet was left to me by your grandmother, it is very meaningful, it is right for you to bring it, what are you talking about, your conscience is still a dog's lungs!"

"I didn't mean that, but I was a young girl traveling to Paris with a jade bracelet, which was really strange and inevitably confusing. Cheng Siyu put his hands on Zhao Yuhan's shoulders and hurriedly explained.

"Who cares what jewelry you have on you? Don't get cheap and sell well!" Zhao Yuhan glared at Cheng Siyu fiercely backwards, Siyu shivered several times in a row, it seems that her mother's gentleness is only for her stepfather... Zhao Yuhan is good intentions, Siyu looked at the jade bracelet that had been scummed, even if she was reluctant, she accepted it happily, and at the moment she put it on, she felt the current pass through the atrium, opening the switch to the exit, stimulating the internal organs, and rubbing to generate heat, so that the whole body was warm and refreshing.

On the day of the journey, Zhao Yuhan stood at the door and looked at Siyu reluctantly, crying. Obviously, it was only eight or nine days of travel, but she showed that Siyu was about to be separated from herself, so she frowned.

Cheng Siyu hugged Zhao Yuhan with concern, patted her on the back and comforted: "Silly mother, I just went on a trip with my classmates for a few days, and I didn't come back for a year and a half, I promised you to come back and buy you a souvenir." Of course, she wouldn't tell Zhao Yuhan that it was Shen Lingfeng and no one else who spent the journey with her.

Probably Zhao Yuhan still relies on her daughter deep in her heart, but she is just a knife mouth and tofu heart, and she is duplicitous. Or maybe she never noticed this hidden mother's love hidden in her heart for many years, until she was about to lose sight and worry about it, suffering from gains and losses, even if she didn't see her for a few days, she felt like dozens of autumns.

Shen Lingfeng and his friends had been standing at the airport and waiting for a long time, Cheng Siyu ran to them breathlessly with the suitcase, Shen Lingfeng took the luggage in her hand, stroked her face that was red from panting, handed her mineral water, and said anxiously and distressedly: "Why is it so late, but it doesn't matter, let's drink saliva first, you see you can't speak." ”

Cheng Siyu observed the crowd while sucking water from the whale, and more than half of them attended with their families, except for a special existence, Du Yifan. He was silent with his duffel bag alone, ignoring the noise of the crowd around him, and half-sitting on his suitcase and playing with his mobile phone, as if the people and things around him had nothing to do with him and were isolated from the world.

Seeing Du Yifan's appearance, somehow, Cheng Siyu felt a sense of safety and steadfastness in her heart, which she had never felt in Shen Lingfeng, she slapped her face vigorously with her hand, trying to wake herself up with a palm, and was surprised by her unrealistic and frightening thoughts.

"What are you doing?" Shen Lingfeng was puzzled and teased her: "Your brain is in water?"

"No, no, I'm just sleepy. Cheng Siyu lowered his head weakly and embarrassedly, and mourned for a minute of silence for the stupidity just now.

"Fool, are you afraid that you won't have time to sleep when you board the plane?" Shen Lingfeng patted her head dotingly.

Sure enough, Cheng Siyu slept on the plane for a full eighteen hours, confused, dizzy, unable to distinguish between southeast and northwest, as if he was half asleep and half awake.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon in Paris when she got off the plane, and she was simply stunned by the wonderful scenery in front of her. From the classic coffee shop around the corner to the green trees of the street, she was amazed. The majestic Gothic buildings on the street, the romantic-style flower buildings, the busy roads, the crowds coming and going, the dignified black and white clothes, and the elegant and sexy-sounding conversations of the people, all of these fascinated Cheng Siyu, an out-and-out literary and artistic young woman, happily took out her camera to capture the light and shadows, looking left and right, for fear that if she was not careful, she would miss the scenery.

"Fool, let's go to the hotel to put down our luggage first, and then shoot when we come out, are you still afraid that you won't be able to shoot in eight or nine days" Shen Lingfeng grinned and grabbed Cheng Siyu's shoulder, teasing her like a child who has no experience in the world.

"That is, it is easy for Sister-in-law Feng to follow our Brother Feng around the world. Zou Junwei accosted him.

"What is this, it's not difficult for me to travel abroad, it's just that I lack partners. Without you Brother Feng, I can still travel. Cheng Siyu pouted and retorted unconvincingly.

"The little mouth is quite awkward. Shen Lingfeng looked at her with a wicked smile.

"Okay, okay, when you get to the hotel, you can flirt again, you're tired!" Wu Yandong's face was full of tiredness, looking at the day and all night without falling asleep, he yawned a few times while urging, tears flowed, and he looked funny.

The hotel I stayed at was a local five-star hotel in Paris, and it was magnificent and magnificent. There is no doubt that Cheng Siyu and Shen Lingfeng live in the same double room, she is uneasy, her heart is pounding, and her palms are sweating. The air around her froze in the crowd, but all she could hear was the rhythmic beating of her own heart.

Shen Lingfeng called her into the room together, and she was so close to the ground that her feet were close to the ground, and she couldn't move. Shen Lingfeng walked back suspiciously, looked at her fixedly, and said, "Miss Cheng, have you entered the room to pack your luggage?"

"Ling Feng. Cheng Siyu grabbed his arm for help and whispered in his ear: "Shall we live in a house?"

"Who are you living with if you don't live with me?" Shen Lingfeng was puzzled.

"Aren't there any girls? can't they live in the same room with me?" Cheng Siyu whispered in vain.

Shen Lingfeng couldn't cry or laugh, looked at Cheng Siyu helplessly and said, "Do you make me think that you are simple or stupid? They are all brought by my friends, could it be that men and women travel together for sisterhood? Isn't it all for the second half of midnight!"

"Why do you talk like that, you're taking me on a tour for the second half!" she muttered.

"I'm different, I'm not like them. Shen Lingfeng said angrily.

"Why don't you sleep in one room by yourself?" Shen Lingfeng laughed at her, testing her reaction: "But I can tell you, the hotel is the most haunted!"

"I hate it!" Cheng Siyu pursed her lips and was angry.

"I'm in the room!" Shen Lingfeng turned around and walked forward, raising his right hand and raising the hotel's room card.

Cheng Siyu had no choice but to drag his suitcase with him.

Walking into the room, Cheng Siyu subconsciously picked up his clothes and slowly sorted skin care products and cosmetics.

Shen Lingfeng saw her attentive appearance, and love arose. He suddenly hugged her from behind, tight and affectionate. He turned her thin body forcefully, and saw her bewildered and innocent appearance, and uncontrollably probed into her mouth, tossing and grinding, and hot kisses came to the sky. The extremely invasive kiss made her confused, dizzy, and her whole body was instantly withdrawn from her soul in a trance, and her bones were soft.

His warm hand wandered over her pale skin, and he was eagerly exploring his chest step by step, the breath of his breath filled with a fresh fragrance, and the roses placed on the windowsill awakened her consciousness.

Cheng Siyu's eyes widened suddenly, turned around and pushed Shen Lingfeng's body away, and said in surprise: "What are we doing? Everyone is waiting for us, we have to go downstairs after packing our luggage." ”

"Okay. Shen Lingfeng muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's really disappointing." Then he jerked her around and pushed her into the corner, pushing her against the wall, her lips draped over her little cherry-like lips so hard that she couldn't breathe for a moment.

Then he took a step back, looked at Cheng Siyu's panicked and shy appearance proudly, raised his toes, pinched her nose with a smile, leaned close to his ear and said in a low voice: "I will concoct you at night." ”

Cheng Siyu was puzzled, so he thought for a few seconds, and then suddenly realized, full of shame.

Their first stop was on the Champs-Élysées in Paris, on the central axis connecting the Louvre and the new Arc de Triomphe. This is a poetic and picturesque straight road with a long history, and the autumn wind and leaves on both sides of the street are embracing each other. In the summer, the trees are shady, and at the autumn equinox, the maple forests are in full swing. It is now the beginning of October, the autumn breeze is bleak, and the whole Lishe Avenue is filled with romantic style, wafting the coolness of autumn.

Standing around the road is the famous Gothic architecture of France, antique, surrounded by a variety of luxury shopping stores, can be described as a woman's paradise, a model of prosperity and trend. The women were full of praise when they looked at the stunning scenery of Paris in front of them, and when they saw the CHANEL shopping store not far away, they were even more energetic, and they were all vying to be coquettish and charming to the "boss" around them, coaxing them to be very happy.

Only Cheng Siyu was obsessed with the orange and yellow leaves on both sides of the street, and he was ecstatic. In the autumn breeze, they scrambled through the woods, whispering softly in their ears, inadvertently ruffling the hair in her ears and fluttering in the wind. The autumn leaves on the trees fall one after another with the dance of the autumn wind, and the golden leaves fly freely in the air, like graceful ballet dancers circling and dancing in the blue sky, until they use up their last breath of vitality before they are willing to fall slowly and the dust settles.

Cheng Siyu smiled and breathed the fragrance of autumn leaves, opened her arms, stood in this leisurely and romantic forest, facing the busy Champs-Élysées, with the fluttering golden plane leaves in her hands, and her feet fluttering with the dancing fallen leaves, she looked up at the blue sky and slowly opened her eyes, took the autumn leaves in her hands, smiled and said lightly: "This is the golden paradise!