After resting for most of the day, my body has improved a lot. Although there is still a bit of a sad look, the spirit is warm. After lunch, Moussa accompanied me to report the loss of my credit card and bought a new phone at a nearby mobile phone store, which was the same one he was using.

"It's nice to be dressed as a couple and use a couple's phone. "I happily put my new phone next to his, looked left and right, and tried to put yesterday's gloom aside.

I made a temporary phone card, exported my previous address book from the cloud, and sent messages to my family and a few close friends, so that they would not worry. In order to escape the devastation left by Rome, Moussa and I took the express train to Venice that afternoon and went to the city of water to experience a different atmosphere.

Before my wallet was stolen, I had been trying to cover some of my travel expenses, but most of them were blocked by Moussa. Now, without a wallet and a credit card, I don't even have the opportunity to "try", buy a mobile phone, buy a ticket, book a hotel, all of which are done by Moussa, although I am ashamed, but there is no way, after adapting to it a few times, I reluctantly accept it. I think that at the beginning, Yun Yushu just changed my phone screen for me, so I tried my best to return it to him, and I didn't want to owe him anything. But now in front of Mousa, he has a faint meaning of "peace of mind".

This thought made me feel panicked, and the gradually changing state of mind made me think about my own positioning. Last night's violent rainy night, although it ended in reconciliation, the unsolved knot in my heart still occasionally pops up.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shake my head, since I had promised Mousa to live happily for the next few days, I would not have to struggle with so many emotions. Taking a deep breath, he rested his head on Moussa's shoulder and asked him coquettishly, "Oh no, I owe you more and more money, what if I can't pay it back in the future?"

Musa adjusted his sitting position, took me in his arms, played with my hair, and laughed, "Are you really going to pay me back?"

I nodded sincerely: "Yes, although you are a 'dizhu (landlord)', it is not easy to make money. ”

Musa sneered, his eyes were as clear as autumn water, and looked at me gently: "No need to pay it back, I like this." I hope you owe as much as possible, and preferably never pay it back. ”

Moussa's ability to say this must have something to do with Dubai's banking system. I've never seen a place like Dubai, where banks actively encourage you to keep borrowing, even if you're already in debt. Of course, this is not because Dubai has money, but because of its strict legal system. There is no such thing as "bankruptcy" in Dubai, and if a person who owes money loses his job, he will never be allowed to leave the country, otherwise he will be arrested and put in jail. When Moussa said this, he probably had the same mentality as the Bank of Dubai. The more you owe, the deeper you sleep, and the more you can't escape. It's just that I didn't realize this at the time.

After getting off the "Eurostar" express, there was already a faint smell of sea in the air. Venice has always had the reputation of "born because of water, beautiful because of water, prosperous because of water", different from Rome's thick sense of history, Venice is full of a casual and leisurely life, go out for a walk with your lover, listen to the sound of the waves, the pace of travel has slowed down, turned into a meticulous enjoyment.

When I went to the hotel to drop off my luggage, I couldn't suppress my excitement and pulled Musa out the door. The sun is just right, and not far from the hotel is a clear blue waterway, sparkling and fluctuating, full of people, and boatmen leisurely rowing "gondola" boats, shouting clear trumpets, through the city.

We greeted the boatmen, got on a gondola, and swam slowly along the canal. There's no clear direction, so it's all about relaxing, and there's no need to worry about getting lost.

The winding water lane, the flowing clear waves, it is like a romantic dream floating on the water waves, and the poetry and painting linger for a long time. I smiled and kissed Moussa on the cheek: "It's so beautiful here! ”

Musa kissed me back: "Okay, then stay a few more days." ”

We sat on the waterway for a while, and then walked for a while. Unlike water buses, the long, spiky black gondolas of gondolas take us to small rivers that twist and turn. After the Cold War, I deliberately did not think about any tragic things, and I maintained a cheerful mentality, and the passion between me and Mousa also swelled unprecedentedly because of the rebound of this war.

With the lessons of our trip to Rome, we never want to break through any good atmosphere. With an unfettered environment and a positive and enthusiastic state of mind, we kiss all the way and walk all the way. Cross countless small bridges and cross countless corridors. Even if I got lost in the narrow alley, he didn't panic, and he didn't care about kissing again, he pressed my back against the wall and melted me with his wanton lips. Along the way, we walked through Piazza San Marco, past the boiling docks, past the crowded markets, and at dusk and sunset, we returned to the "gondola" and sailed leisurely to the Bridge of Sighs.

“cece。 "Musa watched the setting sun sink over the sea and suddenly called my name.

"Huh?" I turned my head and reflexively covered my chin. I kissed too much today, and my fine skin and tender chin was already red from his scum, almost peeling off the skin, and smirked, "Wait until I slow down and kiss again, today is almost in time for our kiss in the past year, hehe." ”

Musa grabbed my wrist and forbade me to cover my chin, and said firmly, "Bear with me a little longer, you must kiss here." ”

"Why?"

Moussa smiled but did not say a word.

The boatman, who had been manipulating the oars leisurely, listened to our conversation and burst out laughing: "Little girl, don't you come to Venice and prepare in advance? ”

Moussa's face flushed slightly, and he looked at me with a shy smile, and I looked at him, some sweet, some sad. The sea breeze was blowing, the sun was setting, and the boat was slowly moving under the Bridge of Sighs, and I stood on tiptoe and rubbed my chin hard against his stubble, feeling the power of the kiss in the pain of the prick. Only the pain made everything vague clear, and I hugged him, feeling my jaw slightly wet, the skin was worn out, and there were fine beads of blood oozing out, but I was happy.

The "gondola" was about to cross the Bridge of Sighs completely when my phone rang. Because it was newly bought, the ringtone was casually adjusted by the clerk during the test run, and it turned out to be a rather spooky song. I was startled by the strange sound that suddenly came out, my body trembled, and I unconsciously let go of my lips. At this moment, the "gondola" happened to completely cross the Bridge of Sighs, and I don't know if this kiss was all completed.

I complained in my heart that the call was not timely, and I muttered twice, and when I took it out, I saw that it was Lian Pian calling. I used to text her after changing my phone, so she knew my new number.

"Hey?" I picked up the phone with some dissatisfaction, and the allegorical kiss was interrupted, inevitably with some emotion.

"So angry?" Lian Pian was not surprised at all, but sighed and said leisurely, "It seems that you already know." ”

I was stunned for a moment, and I wondered: "What do I know?"

"You don't know?" she asked rhetorically.

I was confused, listening to her tone, it didn't seem like she was deliberately tricking me, so I calmed down and said: "I told you in a text message that I lost my phone in Rome yesterday, and after changing it to a new phone, you were the first person to contact me, and I don't know anything." There's something I should know, tell me all about it, okay?"

But Lian Pian grasped the point of my words wrongly, and immediately asked: "Why are you still in Italy?

I was stunned, and before I could answer, Lian Pian had already given the answer: "Or him?"

I couldn't deny it, and I let out a soft "um". Baidu sister-in-law|Dubai lovers

Lian Pian sighed: "Alas, why did you go out to travel with him at this juncture, I thought you had returned to China." She said to me bitterly, "Didn't I leave school a day later than you? I panicked, so I called you at the time, but I couldn't get through. Xixi, although I have always known about this, I have never mentioned it to others, and I have not heard any rumors in the past six months. But in the past two days, this thing suddenly came out. ”

Hearing her words, I couldn't help but whiten my lips, swallowed a mouthful of water, and asked with difficulty, "Now, how many people know?"

"It should be in the circle of Chinese students, after all, foreigners don't know you. Now that it's summer vacation, many people don't contact each other when they return home, and the rumors are not too raging. Moreover, even those who heard about it did not believe it. Everyone thinks you're more sensible, not like this kind of person. So, for now, you don't have to worry too much. It's just that you should also be a little more restrained, and you shouldn't run out with him at this moment, lest others continue to make a fuss. Although it's just a rumor, if it's confirmed, it will still hurt a lot if it affects the family like Yin Qianyan......"

Lian Pian's words poured into my mind, making me stunned. Finally, the matter between me and Moussa was still known to others, although it is only a small circle of Chinese students now, but in the future, who can say clearly?

After hanging up the phone, I was still looking ahead in a daze, but Musa saw it, hugged me intimately, and asked softly, "What's wrong?

I looked at Moussa's clear eyes, and unconsciously touched my swollen chin, but I still couldn't bear to spoil the beautiful situation at the moment. Taking a deep breath, I smiled casually: "It's okay, I'm fine, I'm just...... I'm just thinking about the kiss that passed by the Bridge of Sighs just now, and I don't know if it's finished......"

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