Chapter Eighty-Six: The Ghost Lingers

The next day, Lu Chen's powerful biological clock woke him up at eight o'clock in the morning, went out of the room to take a look at the stable room, he was still sleeping, and he didn't bother, let her rest well this morning, and go back to the bedroom to arrange today's work.

After more than an hour, I woke up slowly and steadily, looked at the unfamiliar bed, and came back to my senses, I was now in Paris, France, with Lu Chen, and I ordered breakfast and began to dress up.

When the breakfast was delivered to the big room, Lu Chen was having a work video conference with someone, glanced at An Wen, didn't say anything, and showed satisfaction and affirmation in his eyes, so he turned around and continued the meeting.

An Wen received that look signal, and he felt very happy in his heart, Lu Chen could feel An Wen's affection, how could An Wen not feel it?

The unprecedented doting gaze makes An Wen's heart very sweet.

Finally finished the work meeting, Lu Chen also explained today's work to the assistant, and when he went out of the room, he saw An Wen sitting quietly on a recliner, as if he was flipping through the promotional brochure of famous French scenic spots.

It can be very lively when it is stable, and it can also be very literary when it is quiet, Lu Chen looked at the girl reading in the sun, and was a little distracted for a while.

"Let's go, didn't you say that you were bored in the hotel, take you around, and you can talk about the location today."

I've been to Frankfurt, I've seen the relaxed and casual French countryside, and I've seen the crowded city, at this time, let An Wen choose a place, I really don't know what place is worth going, and I turned the brochure in my hand again, the first page is Paris, the second page is Provence, a large sea of purple lavender fills the album, and it also hits An Stable's eyes.

"That's it, Provence! Let's go to Provence! ”

In fact, there is another reason for choosing such an attraction, and in the corner of the brochure it is written, "The flower language of lavender, waiting for love." The person you love is in the lavender flower field, promising each other and knowing each other. ”

Lu Chen didn't feel anything, he had come to France a lot, and he had been to Provence more than once, and after thinking about it, Provence was indeed worth visiting as a tourist attraction, so he nodded indifferently, "Okay, I have no opinion, let's go." ”

The drive from Provence to Paris is not very far, the car drove a little faster for about two hours, and when I came out today, I said to Lu Chen, don't ride a bicycle anymore, I am a little tired, I heard Lu Chen laugh, this little girl, hasn't she always been known to be energetic?

Before leaving, An Wen dressed up in the small bedroom, a white tunic dress, his hair was scattered, the ends of his hair were permed a little curvature, he brought a light brown wide-brimmed hat, and a big bow was tied on it, and his makeup was fresh and elegant.

Lu Chen knew that his stable body could not exercise too hard, so he drove directly to the Terras Mountains in Provence, where there is the largest flower field.

Stopping the car, Lu Chen walked quickly to the door of An Wen, opened the door with one hand, and blocked the door frame with the other hand to prevent An Wen from accidentally hitting it, and pulled An Wen out of the car.

There are not many people in the French countryside, and a few sparse manors are scattered at the foot of the mountain, facing the endless flower fields, and the life is warm and comfortable.

Lu Chen came to the manor of a French couple with An Tranquility, and greeted the owner cordially, as if it was not the first time to come to this place, "Lu, have you finally brought your muse?" The man asked Lu Chen in French.

"Anthony, long time no see, this girl is my muse." Lu Chen glanced back at An Wen, who lowered her head and smiled lightly, now she is gentle and quiet.

"Anthony, do you have any rope?" A familiar voice burst into the three of them.

After that, a tall figure walked out of Anthony's house.

"Why are you here?!"

An Wen saw the man in front of him with a shocked face, it was really a coincidence that Jack was also at Anthony's house.

"Ann and I are very good friends." Jack smiled as he explained.

In Anthony's opinion, everyone has a good atmosphere, and friends can still get to know each other, which is very fateful.

An Wen and Jack were also very happy, they were able to meet in the itinerary of the two of them, and the only unhappy person present was Lu Chen.

Ever since I heard Jack's voice, I was wondering how this blonde man could be haunted and his shadow everywhere he went......

Anthony led Lu Chen and them on foot to the lavender fields. It's not far behind Anthony's house, and it's about a ten-minute walk.

The local residents are very simple, and their main source of income is from their own farms and lavender fields for sightseeing and refining.

The group walked through the wheat field of Anthony's house, and when they arrived at their destination, when Jack was talking to the boss, Lu Chen pulled An An to the depths of the flower field.

The breeze blows, and the sea of purple flowers gently shakes with the wind, and it also emits a faint fragrance, calming and soothing.

Lu Chen just held a steady hand, stood in the flower field, closed his eyes, and felt the gift of nature.

"Smell the lavender flowers, the scent in the sun." An Wen smelled the intoxicating aroma and said to Lu Chen.

Lu Chen didn't answer, and when he closed his eyes to feel the flower field, he opened his eyes, and at this time he only had her in his eyes, a girl in white clothes, facing the sun with her eyes closed, and the lavender around her seemed to be moving closer to her, holding An Wen's hand and clenching it a little more.

Today, the stable appearance of the lavender flower field is deeply engraved in his mind, and Lu Chen is destined to never forget it for the rest of his life......

I don't know if it's destined by God, the physique that is allergic to women, only stability can be solved, fate, it's really wonderful, in this foreign country, two people, there is no obstacle of disturbance, no identity disparity, contract work, just enjoy this stolen leisure time.

An An slowly opened his eyes, adapted to the sea of flowers shining in the golden sunlight, turned to look at the man beside him, no words, just stared affectionately, at that moment, as if there was no one else in this world, only each other, strong affection emanated from Lu Chen and An Wen, mixed with the lavender fragrance around him, wafting away......

All this beauty was shattered in a call.

"Safe, here, I'm here."

As soon as Jack, who finished talking to Anthony, turned around and found that An Wen and Lu Chen were gone, he began to look for the two.

Waving the digital camera in his hand, "I'll take some pictures for you!" Jack smiled brightly in the sun, people didn't want to refuse, plus An Wen also wanted to leave a precious memory at this moment, if he and Lu Chen could go on hand in hand in the future, leave a good memory, if there was some accident with Lu Chen, Lu Chen left him, and there would be a commemoration.

In the past two days, accompanied by Lu Chen, I found that this person also has a youthful and sunny side, as well as a gentle and considerate side, and feels that he has fallen deeper and deeper into Lu Chen's whirlpool, and it is difficult to get out, but he still retains his sanity, and he does not have much confidence in whether he and Lu Chen can go on.

"Lu Chen, come, take a few photos with me." Safely tugged at the corner of Lu Chen's clothes and sent out an invitation.

Looking at the stability with an expectant face, although Lu Chen doesn't like to take pictures, just take a picture on a stable face. "I'll just take a picture."

Looking at Jack not far away, Lu Chen's heart was a little unhappy, there was this person there, and he also ruined the time between himself and the two of them, Lu Chen really didn't like Jack.

An Wen saw that Lu Chen agreed, Lu Chen's coldness has always made An Wen very stressed, and when An Wen pulled Lu Chen and wanted to take pictures, his heart was still up and down, what if people refused? But fortunately, Lu Chen didn't let himself fall into that problem.

An Wen excitedly waved at Jack on the side and shouted, "Then I'll trouble you." ”

After speaking, he pulled Lu Chen into a pose, "You smile a little, with a straight face, I didn't bully you." ”

Lu Chen was amused by An Wen's words, and in just a moment, Jack captured the two of them in the lavender flower field, and his sister was making his brother laugh, what a harmonious pair of brothers and sisters, Jack looked at An Wen on the screen after filming, and smiled so easily, comfortably, freely, and carefree, and the string in his heart was unintentionally plucked......

Because of his good appearance, when he traveled to various countries, he was accosted by different women, but he was never moved, because they didn't really know him, and his interest in him was tightly limited to his appearance, and Jack always wanted to find a girl who was like-minded and sunny and cheerful, as if he had lived for so long, and he hadn't met a more suitable person than Anwen, Jack secretly put Anwen in his heart.

Signaling OK to the two of them, the shot is done, "Do you want to take a few more shots?" Jack asked sincerely.

And Lu Chen looked at Jack's gaze at An Wen, and frowned, "Don't shoot." ”

An Wen didn't notice that Lu Chen's brows were already tightly wrinkled, but when he didn't like photography, he waved his hand and said to Jack, "Well, I still want to take a few singles, I'm sorry for you, you want to take a beautiful picture of me." Playfully stuck out his tongue and laughed, revealing two shallow small pear vortices, sweet and moving.

"Haha, yes, definitely." Jack motioned for An Wen to pose a few more poses, but he squatted down for a better effect, Lu Chen gradually walked to Jack's side, looking at him seriously helping An Wen take a photo, An Wen in the photo, leaning sideways, facing the sun, one hand back gently against his forehead, his eyes slightly closed, the sunlight penetrated the gap between them, sprinkled on the delicate face, and the light purple lavender accompanied the white dress, gently swaying in the breeze.