Romantic Christmas Eve (1)
His eyes are gentle and delicate, with affection. "It's okay, it's a pleasure to appreciate your practice. You are the most beautiful when you are serious and hardworking. ”
Xiao Se accompanied me back to the dormitory first, and waited for me to take a shower and change clothes. I packed up and remembered the coat that Xiao Pengcheng lent me last time, which I sent for dry cleaning and kept it in the simple wardrobe. I took the coat out. "This is the last time I was in the hospital, your father lent it to me."
"Oh, this is my aunt's coat." Xiao Se said lightly.
I immediately understood that Xiao Pengcheng said that it was his wife's, Xiao Pengcheng's wife, Xiao Se's aunt, not his mother.
I didn't ask, I just handed the coat to Xiao Se. But he took the initiative to speak: "My mother died shortly after I was born, and my father married my aunt again. ”
I was stunned. "I'm sorry ......"
"It's okay." He stroked my long hair with his hand, "Let's go, it's too late to watch a movie." ”
He first took me to see the movie "The Da Vinci Code", which opened at 5 o'clock, and he saw this book in my dorm room, and knew that he liked it, and when the movie was released, he remembered to take me into the cinema to watch it.
This time Xiao Se drove his own car, he said that he had thought about the two-person world that really belonged to us, and he didn't want Uncle Xiang to get involved. I understand his intentions, Lin Enmo has played the trick of tracking several times before, except for the RV holiday camp when Mu Mian's brother became an accomplice, the rest must have leaked his whereabouts to his uncle, Lin Enmo is simply all-in-one, more powerful than Lan Jingyu, Lan Jingyu openly charms men, too frivolous, and Lin Enmo pretends to be weak and pitiful, which fully satisfies the man's self-esteem, and is obviously more lethal.
It's the first time I've watched a movie with Xiao Se, and he bought a couple's booth for two. Sweet couple booth, a private romantic space, we are like ordinary little couples, snuggling up to each other. I have read the original book, and the movie respects the original book very much, so there is not much suspense, but because of the company of Xiao Se, I got the ultimate viewing enjoyment.
Professor Robert Langdon finally solves the double riddle and follows the bronze plaque marked the rose thread on the streets of Paris to the inverted pyramid of the Louvre. Sonier, the curator of the Louvre, hid the "Holy Grail" (the bones and documents of Jesus' wife) under the large glass pyramid and the small glass pyramid of the Louvre.
The ending of the book is too vague, and the movie is designed to be sacred, looking up at Langdon from the perspective of the inverted pyramid, the camera zooms out, and the long music is wonderful and evocative.
"I really want to go to Paris and see the rose thread and the inverted pyramid with my own eyes." I whispered with emotion, full of yearning for the romantic city that Xiao Se was about to go to, thinking of the upcoming separation, but my heart was sad, trance, and confused.
Xiao Se's arms increased in strength and wrapped around me, his lips pressed against me. My heart was beating and I was breathing, and I leaned my whole body against him, without thought, without consciousness, and only felt the collision of two hearts and hearts, not lips to lips.
Walking out of the cinema, it was already stormy outside. "We're going to eat French food, don't you want to go to Paris, what a coincidence, I'm booking an authentic French restaurant tonight." Xiao Se raised his eyebrows, "I know you have to go on a diet, if you don't dare to eat anything else, eat some French snails, drink a glass of red wine, and feel the French atmosphere there." ”
He smiled, but the remnants of loneliness remained under his brow.
It's Christmas, and despite the rain, there's still a lot of traffic outside, and the restaurant is bustling with activity. The restaurant is indeed very French, with a European flair throughout. Xiao Se ordered grilled snails, truffle mushrooms, lobster, foie gras, caviar, onion soup, etc., and I could taste a small amount of them, and finally ordered a steak for himself. Red wine is also indispensable.
The onion soup arrived, and I sprinkled it with cheese powder and stirred it with a spoon in my right hand. Xiao Se suddenly reached out and put his hand on my left hand.
I looked up at him.
He shook my hand tightly, withdrew it, looked at me, his eyes were full of indescribable emotion, and asked in a low and slightly hoarse voice: "If I can help you find a good development opportunity in France, would you like to go abroad?" I mean, in the future, like me, to settle there. ”
I leaned my head on the windowpane, listened to the sound of raindrops hitting the glass, and watched the light reflected by the water flowing down the glass, and my head was dizzy, my heart was dazed, and my mind and mind fell into a state of semi-nothingness.
After a while, I sighed. "It's impossible for me to settle abroad, my parents only have one daughter, and they will definitely live with me in the future. It is impossible for them to live abroad for a long time, they do not understand the language, and their living habits are different, so they cannot adapt. And when I went abroad, I didn't know the place well, and I had to start all over again, so I didn't have that kind of courage. ”
Xiao Se stared at me, and his eyes quickly welled up with an indescribable disappointment. After a moment of silence, he smiled self-deprecatingly and spoke again: "I seem to be too far, let's enjoy the dinner at the moment, come, drink some red wine." ”
He poured me a small half glass of red wine, poured himself a full glass, and raised his glass to me.
"I want to drink more." I was full of sorrow and wanted to drink to drown my sorrows.
Xiao Se added wine to my glass again, and I clinked glasses with him, sipping slowly. He drank it all, poured himself another glass, then took a sip, lit a cigarette, and so on and so on, but never took his eyes off me.
His gaze was full of heat, and the familiar smell of cigarette smoke mixed with the smell of wine made me feel hot.
The heat continued, and then Xiao Se took me to the Haitian Commercial Plaza, the agreed meeting place last night. At this time, the rain was pouring down, but the covered atrium was crowded. There's a feast of tiles going on. There is a 12.5-meter-high, 12-fan golden-edged Christmas tree, which is creatively designed from more than 4,000 tiles. There is also a 5-storey brick lantern painting, a 15-meter-long avenue of tiles, and an exhibition of tiles.
"That's the kind of tiles on the floor of my house!" I was so surprised, "I didn't expect to see so many tiles here, and it was designed as such a beautiful tiled Christmas tree!" ”
"What you see now is all designed by myself, and then I asked the operation and management company of Haitian Commercial Plaza to cooperate with the implementation and construction, especially the tiled Christmas tree, which took a lot of effort on my part." Xiao Se's eyes flashed with the brilliance of meeting a bosom friend, "At the lighting ceremony of the tiled Christmas tree last night, the scene was almost crowded by the crowd. ”
"You designed it? That's amazing! I was so adored by him, "That's what you're busy with, how could you have thought of making a Christmas tree out of tiles, it's so creative." ”
"Let me tell you the story behind these tiles first." Through Xiao Se's introduction, I finally knew that he said that he and Zhao Junning have the same hobby in "collecting garbage", and the "garbage" he collects is flower bricks. In the twenties and thirties of the last century, overseas Chinese brought tiles back to Haicheng from abroad to build old villas, and only large families used tiles at that time. In the seventies and eighties of the last century, flower tiles began to really enter the homes of ordinary people, and many old residential buildings in Haicheng were covered with flower tiles at that time. The tiles also extend from Haicheng and cover the ground of the surrounding cities. In our family's old house, the tiles on the ground were produced by the Haicheng brick factory.
Until the late 80s and early 90s, due to the time-consuming and limited production of handicraft tiles, they were quickly replaced by ceramic tiles due to their heavy weight, inconvenient transportation and high prices.
Most of the tiles in this flower tile feast come from the old residential buildings in the Haicheng area in the seventies and eighties of the last century. When the old city was renovated, Xiao Se gathered a group of workers and masters to rush to rescue the tiles before the people went to the empty buildings and the excavators were raging. Dig piece by piece, dig and pack and transport it out, sort, cut edges, and pack. A special warehouse for storing tiles was rented.
The rescued tiles reached more than 30 tons, and there were still many too late to be rescued.
"Every piece of tile you see at the exhibition site is cast by the sweat of the master workers, and it is very laborious to dig the tiles, their hands are often swollen, and sometimes they will pry their own hands, and they are drenched in blood. But they all do their best. "The same hard work, as well as Xiao Se's teammates, he specially set up a team, all of whom are young people, and everyone has experienced the days of moving bricks and washing bricks.
"Why do you have a soft spot for tiles?" I think Xiao Se must be living in a mansion, and he won't use such tiles.
He looked up at the glittering brick Christmas tree, his face looking deep and misty in the light. "I was born in an old residential building, and there is a photo at home, my mother is holding me as a newborn, taking pictures in the living room, and the floor is covered with tiles."
I looked at him in a daze, my nose was sour, my eyes were flickering, and my eyes were getting wet.
Xiao Se sighed softly and reached out to wrap his arms around my waist. "Let's go, I'll take you to see the flower tile exhibition."
In addition to the tiles of various colors, there are also creative tile derivatives, including tile refrigerator magnets, tile photo frames, tile pillows, etc., which are developed by Xiao Se's team in cooperation with other companies.
Everywhere there are nostalgic Haicheng residents who come in the rain. An old woman pointed to one of the tiles and said, "This is my tile." ”
"I had a very good relationship with the director of the brick factory, and this kind of tile was customized by the factory director, and only our family had it." Another aunt recognized her tiles at a glance. ”
There was also a little girl crying and begging her mother to buy a flower brick, thinking that it was in their house before. The staff explained to him that the tiles for the exhibition were not for sale, but the little girl cried so much that the staff was a little helpless.
Xiao Se walked over and said something to the staff, and the staff said, "Little friend, then I'll sell you a piece of tiles." ”