Chapter 832: Provence
(a)
After ending his contact with Agone in Paris, Kaohsiung said that he would also go to Provence to deal with some private property issues. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ info He wants to buy a holiday estate there and when he is not on vacation, he makes wine and supplies wine for his own business.
He told us to go with him.
The sun was shining on those days, because we had heard about the charming countryside of Provence, and Manny and I said yes. I'd love to see Van Gogh's intense sunlight and the intense golden hues of the mountains.
We rented a Renault station wagon and drove along the highways of France, through beautiful rural landscapes, all the way to the estates in Provence.
A little way from the estate, the rented Renault car had a small glitch and made a clicking sound. The driver came down and checked it and said that there was a problem with the oil, but it didn't matter, there should be a rest stop 2 kilometers ahead, and there was a repair shop there. The driver said that he drove there to repair it and replace a part, which should not take a long time, an hour at most, and he could return.
So, our group got on and off the bus in this field, waiting for the driver to come back after repairs.
Everyone wandered around in twos and threes.
Before I knew it, I walked with Kaohsiung to a colorful field.
Kaohsiung said: "Sit down for a while, such good sunshine, such beautiful scenery." β
I said, "Okay." β
So, we sat side by side on this field.
A breeze blew, swaying the small yellow flowers.
Looking at the tiny waves rising in the field, Kaohsiung said, "Do you want to reconsider?" β
I said, "What? β
Kaohsiung bowed his head and did not speak.
I was shocked, and then I understood.
We sat together, listening to the sound of the plants around us breathing in the breeze, listening to the sound of each other's thoughts flowing.
I didn't answer. We have been silent.
Kaohsiung said: "Opportunities are not always available. It's a shame to miss it again and again. Perhaps, if you miss this time, you will never have a chance to turn back. β
He said, "Are you really happy when you get married? β
I said, "You're married, too." β
Kaohsiung said: "If it's wrong, we can all start over." β
He said, "Anyway, you won't really fall in love with another man, why don't you consider marrying me?" At least, I know your heart. At least, I'll be nice to you. I can help you. β
However, I can't marry him. Marrying him means confronting bloody memories of the past day and night. Marrying him also means that I will always compare him to you. Not only is this unbearable, but also, unfair to him.
Kaohsiung stared intently at the expression on my face.
I was silent.
Then, Kaohsiung laughed a little and said, "Okay. Barely is always bad. Never mind. β
Again, we are silent.
The silence made the atmosphere seem solemn.
We both felt a little breathless.
Kaohsiung tried for a moment, and then said, "The field is so beautiful." Do you want to ask them to come and take a picture of you? β
I also tried a little bit and responded, "Help me take a blank picture." β
I said, "There's no one in there." β
Kaohsiung said: "If no one is watching, the scenery is not beautiful." β
I said, "But when we're gone, it'll still be there." Just passing by. We're just passers-by. β
After the photo shoot, we gathered together and waited for the bus.
Soon after, the Renault returned without incident, and we got back on the bus and continued our journey to the estate we were planning to acquire in Kaohsiung.
For the rest of the journey, Kaohsiung was silent. He didn't say a word until our wagon drove into the gates of the manor.
(b)
In the ProvenΓ§al wilderness, after I did not answer Kaohsiung's question, he remained silent all the way.
After arriving, I didn't see him again that night.
We were warmly received by the current owner of the estate and we had a great country dinner with a tasting of the wines of the best vintages. But Kaohsiung didn't come over for dinner, he said he was a little tired and went straight to bed.
The next day, we went to see the vineyards and wineries on the estate, and visited the magnificent underground cellars.
The host did not accompany us, he went to meet Kaohsiung.
At lunchtime, neither the host nor Kaohsiung came over to eat. In the afternoon, the people of the estate accompanied us to the nearby countryside to experience the folk life of Provence. There, we visited the former leader of Agone. He retired at the age of 60 and lived in seclusion in the sun and fields of Provence with a generous annuity.
Kaohsiung did not show up at dinner. During this time, his subordinates have always been accompanying us.
Manny said that something was going on in Kaohsiung.
I didn't really care about it at the time, thinking that was the way it was.
Later, I learned from Manny that this was not the case.
On the night Kaohsiung arrived at the manor, he did not come over for dinner, but drank the manor's wine in his room. That night, he was drunk, and he had never been so drunk as he was.
At 9 a.m. the next morning, Manny went to give him the schedule for the day and the next day, as usual, and some paperwork to be signed, and found that the door to his room was open, but there was no one in the room. So Manny walked into the room, ready to sit on the couch and wait.
As a result, when she walked near the sofa, she was so frightened that she almost screamed!
She saw Kaohsiung in a shirt fall face down on the carpet, almost rolling under the sofa.
One of his arms pressed back against him, his face resting between the couch and the carpet, saliva running down the corners of his mouth, changing the color of a large carpet.
When Manny tried to lift him up from the ground, he realized that the tall Kaohsiung could be so heavy.
Later, Manny quietly called two servants from the manor to help, and it took a lot of effort to put Kaohsiung down on the bed.
Takao had fallen asleep in bed all day, and he was so drunk that the owner of the manor was so worried that he stood by for hours in trepidation.
Manny said that in the drunken runaway, Kaohsiung once cried to her as if in a dream that day.
He spoke a lot of Chinese inarticulately, mixed with a lot of local dialects, Manny's Chinese was not very good, and he did not understand very well.
But Kaohsiung himself woke up and didn't remember it at all, he only felt that his temples hurt as if they were about to explode.
He had no idea that he had ever fallen and what he had done after falling.
Kaohsiung's character, Manny knows very well, so Manny has never told him that he had seen his gaffe that day.
Kaohsiung never knew he was once so drunk.
(c)
From Manny, listening to this story, I felt guilty and sad in my heart.
However, no matter how you feel, it doesn't help.
Because, when Manny tells this story, Kaohsiung's business empire has been wiped out, and he is no longer alive.
Manny looked at the expression on my face and cautiously asked, "Xin, you know why he got drunk that day, right?" β
She said, "It's about you, isn't it?" β
I nodded gloomily.
I said, "He's always understood me very well, it's me, it's me, it's too ignorant." β
As Kaohsiung said, opportunities will not always come, and he will not always sit next to me and across from me. The opportunity was missed, and from then on, there was no going back.