The season has ended, there is still half a month before the end of the Agron exam, and there is still a month before the World Cup in Germany, Skyfriends and Skyvoices are already on the right track, there are professionals to toss, Reeves just needs to stare at the general direction, and another project SkyShow is in the final stage of refinement, and it will probably be tested internally after the World Cup, The project invested 10 million francs of the previous Skyfriends and Skyvoices after deducting maintenance and expansion costs, and although the initial capital is not much, it is enough to compete with youtube, MSNVideo, YahooVideo and GoogleVideo for the European video-sharing market. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The media attention on Reeves is gradually heating up, and his low profile is one of the reasons, the most important reason is that the World Cup is entering the countdown, and the quadrennial football event has attracted all attention.

After the team vacation, Reeves faded into the spotlight, chatting with his parents at home every day, or going to college to play wild ball, and talking to Agron for a moment before going to bed.

The dull and warm days passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye into June.

The morning light is beginning to appear, the sky is not yet bright, the black sky is gradually fading from the east, the humid air is fresh and refreshing, the early morning tranquility is broken by a rhythmic knock on the door, Reeves, who is exercising on the lawn in the courtyard, trotted to the courtyard gate, and saw a familiar figure through the gap, the long brown hair stained with dew was slightly curled down, a little lazy. The deep and quiet facial features show a quiet temperament that is indisputable in the soft morning light, like an elf who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

In his rejoicing, Reeves opened the courtyard door; In anticipation, Sigrid stopped tapping. The four eyes are facing each other, and the tenderness is like water; I haven't seen it for months, like every other year.

Sigrid wore a light gray short shawl coat, light blue slim jeans, and white canvas shoes, which was simple and casual and elegant. The long eyelashes made the dew tremble slightly, and the elegant eyes seemed to have rippling water, as if there were a thousand words to be poured. Biting her slightly thin and soft cherry lips, a faint flush appeared on her fair and flawless face.

"You're here!" In response to him was a warm embrace, an unbridled kiss that replaced all words, silence all around, only the joyful singing of birds among the trees, singing of youth, singing of love.

The short warm moment passed quickly, Sigrid walked into the castle with her luggage accompanied by Reeves, and after greeting everyone, Sigrid changed her clothes and cooked breakfast for Reeves, the French diet is very simple. Breakfast is usually croissants with butter, jam or chocolate sauce, and drinks are cold orange juice, milk, hot chocolate milk and most commonly coffee, but the Reeves family's breakfast is generally Chinese, mainly porridge of various flavors, and Sigrid made tenderloin porridge for Reeves.

Sigrid has often lived in Reeves' house since he was a child, and as long as he stays here, he does not let the servants do the work for him, and he has to prepare breakfast for Reeves himself, which is famous: Reeves's day begins with Alenger's love breakfast.

Reeves changed into clean clothes and went downstairs, standing quietly at the staircase.

Sigrid had taken off her coat, and inside was a pure white long-sleeved shirt, her sleeves rolled up, revealing a light blue bracelet around her left neck, a dark blue apron tied around her waist, her dark brown waist-length soft long hair tied up high, and her amber eyes full of sweetness.

Reeves couldn't help but look stupid, he had never been in love in his previous life, and finally found his innocence and happiness in this life.

Since falling in love, Sigrid has been tied to him by the soul and heart, and has carefully cared for his life, Reeves's mother is a big child, and she doesn't know how to take care of people at all, Reeves's father is a big man, and he doesn't care about the trivial things of life at all, all of Reeves' clothes and even his underwear are picked by her, and Reeves's three meals a day are also carefully prepared by her according to the athlete's recipe, even if she is not around, she also gives it to the maid.

At the moment of their acquaintance, the insecure Reeves still had the sequelae of insomnia, and Sigrid knew that he hated English the most, so she struggled to read him the esoteric and obscure French version of the financial book at the bedside, until Reeves fell asleep in a slow, green tone. It often dragged on until midnight, but Sigrid kept reading. Even when he wasn't around, he read it to him on the phone.

It was she who pulled him out of his hopeless loneliness; It was she who freed him from his obsession with his past life.

In addition to Reeves's memories of his past life, Sigrid knows everything about him, takes care of everything about him, and embraces everything about him. When she sees him smile, she lifts the corners of her lips, she sees him frowning, she wants to take his place, he is everything to her.

It was this patient gentleness that made a soul who was not young fall in love with a girl who was more than twenty years younger than his heart.

How can he be virtuous, supporting her selfless tenderness and endless love.

Throughout his life, there is nothing to repay, only cherish what he has, swear to the death, shelter her from the wind and rain, and accompany her for the rest of his life.

After breakfast, Reeves drove his motorcycle, carrying Sigrid, on the eastbound road. Due to ********, he can only take the A1 driver's license, and the A1 driver's license can only drive a motorcycle, Reeves' current car is a Ducati 751, and he has always felt that the young man who pretends to be B buys the MV Agusta, the 2B youth buys the Japanese, and the literary youth buys a Harley-Davidson motorcycle.

Lille is located in the northern border of France, a car and two people drove out of Lille, followed the E42 highway and drove about 5 kilometers to leave France, entered the territory of Belgium, did not stop, through the small city of Tournay, the territory of the Prince of Ligne's family Encourine, the capital of the province of Hainaut, Mons, "the pearl of the Meuse" Namur, and then from the "charming capital" Metz into France, all the way to Strasbourg is in the evening.

Formerly known as the "City of Roads", the city has been a major city in France since its birth. However, the 2,000-year war between Germany and France has brought together the cultures of the two peoples, Germany and France, which were originally adjacent to each other but distinct from each other.

The name Strasbourg is a Frenchization of the Germanic language. In German, "Stra?burg" means street and "Burg" means castle. This shows how much of the city's German flavor is. Reeves remembers the text "The Last Lesson" that he had read in his previous life, referring to this land.

The two of them got off the highway, slowed down, passed the Protestant church of New St. Peter, and slowly drove into the city, Strasbourg is not large, divided into an industrial area and an old town and a special European area. There are oil refineries in the industrial area, and no one will go unless it is a business trip. Tourists mainly look at the Old Town and the European Quarter.

SURROUNDED BY THE RIVER L'ILL, REEVES AND SIGRID SOON FOUND THEMSELVES IN GUTENBERG SQUARE, A CITY THAT IS NO LONGER VISIBLE EXCEPT FOR THE OCCASIONAL FRENCH SOUND. Along the way, there are old German buildings with maroon roofs and black wooden strips. The buildings are distinguished by different color paintings, which are exquisitely elegant. Therefore, it is very different from the milky white color of French architecture and the less clear outline lines.

Reeves put the car and luggage into the hotel that had been booked, and took Sigrid by the hand to the pedestrian street ruedes Tonneliers, south of the square.

The afterglow of the setting sun reflects the ancient city with a different kind of red, and the evening breeze blows, and the birds fly in flocks in the dusk sky. The scenery was beautiful but not as hungry as Reeves was dragged by Sigrid into a restaurant on the side of the road.

After dinner, I walked out of the restaurant, and it was already dark. Under the dim street lamp, the two walked along the Yir River, the gentle river breeze blowing on their faces with a moist breath, and the boundless night was extraordinarily gentle.

Standing under the street lamp, looking up at the moths dancing in the warm light under the lamp, Reeves couldn't help but be stunned, in his childhood in his previous life, the lights of his grandmother's house were so warm, but his grandmother's kind eyes could no longer be seen, the wrinkles on his grandmother's forehead could no longer be touched, and his grandmother's familiar figure could no longer be found. Although he is no longer as persistently reminiscing about the past as he was when he was a child, his heart is still like a knife at this moment, and tears have been made.

Sigrid's eyes have long since moved from the beautiful scenery by the river to Reeves, since she was a child to move to Lille, she has always been bullied by children of the same age, every time it is Reeves's not strong but resolute figure in front of her, maybe for him, this is a trivial move, but for her, this is the initial touch, since then, she has been addicted to his world, feeling his unprovoked sadness, touching his unattainable dreams, savoring his isolated loneliness.

When the soothing song of "YesterdayOnceMore" suddenly sounded on the side of the road, it suddenly brought Sigrid's thoughts to a small city in Jiangsu, China more than ten years ago, when it was a cool autumn night, on the empty street, the bleak autumn wind accompanied by the cold moonlight poured on the thin body, and in the poignant song of "YesterdayOnceMore" that came from nowhere, a 3-year-old Reeves knelt on the side of the road, choking silently, Reeves' father, who was in a hurry, hugged the helpless Reeves tightly in his arms with her. Reeves' father thought he was naughty and ran away from home, crying because he had no way out. Sigrid, who was only 2 years old, felt in a daze that it was a lonely and helpless cry, and it was the silent choking that touched her young heart.

Loneliness, this is Reeves's first image of little Sigrid, she has always felt strange, Reeves was born in a happy and wealthy family, what tragic memories tossed his childhood colorless, when others played, he just watched closely, more often a person tirelessly played football until dark, ran to the top floor of the castle to look at the night sky in a daze after eating, and often had difficulty sleeping when sleeping.

Sigrid's thoughts fluttered, and she unconsciously hugged Reeves from behind, as if trying to dispel his loneliness with her warmth. Reeves has come to his senses, and the song in his ears has reached its climax,

"Allmybestmemories, all my good memories

Comebackclearlytome, emerge clearly

Somecanevenmakemecry, some made me cry

Justlikebefore, as always

It＇syesterdayoncemore。 It's a replay of yesterday."

For Reeves, the song is perhaps a sad memory, and whenever the song rings in his ears, he feels a tingle that goes deep into his soul. It is difficult to extricate himself from the lonely labyrinth piled up in his heart, no matter whether he is in the busy street, no matter the sea of people on his side, it seems that it does not exist, in the vast world, he is the only one left alone, lonely and sad.

However, the warmth of his back at this moment made him realize that he was finally not alone, in this world that did not belong to him, unconsciously, he had his own imprint, and had his own inseparable emotions; In this familiar and strange world, he has parents who love him, Sigrid who is attached to him, and his dreams and pursuits.

Turning his head to meet Sigrid's caring gaze, Reeves couldn't help but think of the days when the two spent time together, little Sigrid relentlessly infected herself with her happiness and changed herself with her optimism. For her sake, and for herself, she can't indulge in the past like this, the past is gone, let it drift away with the wind, say goodbye to the memories of the past, and cherish what you have in front of you. Reeves turned around, gently hugged Sigrid in his arms, and said softly, "Thank you, dear!" ”

Karen's singing voice is lingering and soothing, and she has sung to the end,

"EverySha-la-la-la-la, every Sha-la-la-la

EveryWo-o-wo-o, every Wo-o-wo-o

Stillshines are still shiny

Everyshing-a-ling-a-ling

Thatthey're starting to sing when they start singing

Sofine was so happy."

Sigrid was in Reeves's arms, quietly listening to the song that was coming to an end, and when she heard Reeves's words, she couldn't help but be stunned, and then hugged him tighter, as if she was afraid of losing. A slightly choked voice sounded, "Your sorrow is my sorrow, your happiness is my happiness, promise me that you will be happy forever, okay?" ”

"Well, I promise you that you will always be happy."

The two hugged each other tightly, quietly stopped by the river under the gentle blowing of the cool evening breeze, and listened to another song slowly singing, no longer sad, only warm.

What is lost is the scenery, and what is left is life.