Chapter 23 "Butterfly Loves Flowers"

My car was still under repair, so he drove me back to my dorm after dinner. SITTING IN HIS SAPPHIRE BLUE BUGATTI, THE CAR IS VERY STABLE, JUST LIKE HIS POLITE PERSONALITY.

He played the CD, and a low, melancholy male voice swirled around in the small space.

The green light came on, and when Matthew Lane sang "I must go the othe."

way", I suddenly woke up, the car had already driven into the outer ring, and I was a little strange: "The dormitory is in the opposite direction from the current one?"

He couldn't help but curl his lips: "You don't go to bed before 9:00, do you? ”

"I have a very important plan for tomorrow. ”

"Anyone who has been there will be happy, and no amount of planning will be as good as this one. ”

I couldn't help but laugh: "Are you sure you won't take me to elope to the ends of the earth, and then love me to death?"

He raised his head and smiled, and raised his left hand cooperatively: "I swear, until the sea is dry and the rocks rot." ”

The car circled all the way up, and finally stopped in a 5A scenic spot on a suburban mountain, and I was surprised: "Isn't it going to be closed at night here?"

"Can't help but stay overnight. This is my friend's business, and I'm not going to bet you on here without paying for it. ”

This 5A scenic spot is a very famous scenic spot in our local area, and I have never been here because I am too homely. When I went in, I found that it was a boutique resort. A pair of light-colored lanterns in front of the door, the halo ripples, shining on the steps and the door pedals, and it is indistinguishable in the moonlight.

Under the leadership of the waiter, quietly and silently break through the silence of deep winter.

Under the winter moon, the green tile glazed building, with a palace lamp hanging outside the window, crosses the royal aristocratic covered bridge, and then climbs the stairs as if passing through the old time.

I asked Tang Youyan curiously: "This place is really beautiful, there is a certain sense of familiarity? It seems that I have really crossed into the court of a certain dynasty." ”

Tang Youyan whispered in my ear: "You are right to feel this way, let's see if it is > clip from the movie first?"

I fixed my eyes and couldn't help but be a little excited when I recalled the grand and gorgeous palace scenes in the film: "Wow, sure enough, the prince played by Jay Chou is running in this corridor with a sword......"

Tang Youyan looked at me with a good smile: "You are from an advertising design background, if you were asked to make an advertisement, what type would you make? ”

I stopped to take a look at the scenery around me, sneered, and turned my head to ask him, "I said that you would be scared, right?"

A smile overflowed on Tang Youyan's lips: "You say." ”

"This place is antique, there is a director Zhang Da who has already filmed a drama about the royal family, if I shoot it, extinguish a few palace lights, but I can shoot the original >," I smiled, "Are you afraid?"

With his thoughts, he reached out and plucked the hairpin off the back of my head.

I didn't expect him to do this, I let out a soft "hey", and the soft black silk poured down like water, and I knew that my own hair was as shiny as pure black satin. Silent waves in the air.

He curled up a strand of hair at the right time, and his eyes were deep: "This is what a Chinese ghost story should look like." ”

Ahem, the capitalists are flirting with their sisters.

Caught off guard, I almost hurriedly leaned on the pillars, stood firmly on the placket of my clean clothes, and tried my best to calm down: "Bah, baba, childish words, good luck." At night, don't talk about this, I'm scared. ”

He smiled, said nothing, reached out and took my hand, leading me all the way to the sandalwood tea table. The huge floor-to-ceiling glass just can see the night view under the mountain, and there is a feeling of falling into the fairy platform, which is full of the artistic conception of "a little light to take care of the waves, and the shisha is sparse and the moon is bright".

"Qingcheng Mountain Hairy Tip?" he asked me as if he were a gentleman.

I nodded.

I remember the first time I had a blind date, I ordered a Qingcheng Maojian tea, and I thought he had it in mind at that time. What a man with a heart as fine as a hair.

Tea drinking in such a place is secondary, so quiet that it doesn't look like a prosperous imperial capital, the moonlight is everywhere, and the residual snow shining on the eaves leaks sparsely. The paper red palace lamp on the head of the corridor is swaying in the deep winter, there is a faint sound of pipa, and the soft Suzhou Pingtan is faintly heard.

The barrier sounded ethereal like a fairy.

Qingcheng Maojian is fragrant, the sound of the commentary is ethereal and ethereal, the Suzhou accent is entangled~ sympathetic, and the waiter describes the meaning of the song on the side:

"A city on the bank of the Qinhuai River, the sound of singing on the bank, the swallow in front of the hall in Wuyi Lane, the deep spring of the street industry, a section of Suzhou embroidery palace, a curtain of rain, I am the person in the story. Stroll through the garden and wait leisurely, and encounter a colorful life - "The words are fragrant and glutinous, and the sound is embedded in the heart."

I couldn't help but sigh: "It's good, I really feel that on the moonlit night of Qinhuai, did the man in the long shirt and the woman wearing the cheongsam also meet here? Is the red sleeves swaggering on the riverside? The so-called 'the ancients don't know today's moon, this month used to shine on the ancients', we are looking at the story of the past, I don't know when, we have also become the story of the person, may I ask, what is the name of the song?"

Waiter: We introduced this song as the famous love song "Butterfly Loves Flowers" in Su Pingzhong.