Chapter 803: Extra Seven: Wife, I'm Wrong 1

Later, with the help of Qin Chenchen, he finally found her. He never expected that she would travel abroad.

Knowing the situation, the cold pudding hurriedly bought a ticket and chased it to London.

As soon as he stepped on the soil of London, he learned that Angel had gone to New Zealand. He hurried to New Zealand again. As soon as he arrived in New Zealand, he pounced again, because his wife flew to Moscow again.

Oh, he went to it, this trip, he almost didn't tire her enough.

Finally flew to Moscow with his old life, and he finally didn't hear any bad news.

In front of the Kremlin on Moscow's Red Square, Angel is taking a picture of the glorious palace at sunset with her camera.

In the evening air, there is a hint of sweet and greasy taste. She knew, it was the taste of ice cream.

Suddenly, a blonde girl about eleven or twelve years old suddenly ran up to her and said something in Russian, which Angel could not understand. It was only when she suddenly took a rose from behind her back and handed it to her, then ran away with a smile.

Angel looked at the roses in the sunset, glowing with a beautiful shimmer, and a place in her heart collapsed.

She doesn't like children, but just now, she suddenly felt that children are still very nice and likable.

Well, it would be nice if it was a girl in the belly.

That's what she thought.

Raising the camera and taking a picture of the roses in her hand, another child ran over, a skinny boy who was only as tall as her belly.

He had some sparkling blue eyes, and when he looked up at her, he had timidity written on his face.

The curling of her tongue in Russian made Angel dizzy, and Angel had to crouch down and ask him in English, "What are you talking to me?" ”

The boy obviously didn't know English either, and seemed a little anxious, so he took out the flower hidden behind him, stuffed it into her hand, said the last word, and ran away.

Angel looked at the two roses in her hand and thought to herself, does this Moscow person give roses to everyone? Unlikely.

Moreover, this little boy seemed to be the same sentence as the last sentence that the girl said before, but she didn't understand what it meant.

The language barrier made her unable to ask. However, she had a vague feeling that something was going to happen, and if she guessed correctly, there was a third child next.

Sure enough, about half a minute later, another small child gave her a rose, and the last sentence was the same as the previous child.

She tried to learn the phrase, but found it awkward. But she told an American who was also a tourist to say the awkward remark, and asked her if she knew what it meant.

The American thought for a moment and replied, "If I'm not mistaken, this sentence should mean that I love you, right?" ”

"What?"

The fourth child, the fourth rose.

Then, the fifth rose, the sixth rose... All the way to the 11th rose!

I love you for the rest of my life!

That's what it means, right?

Angel probably guessed what was going on, but she was still nervous, so nervous that her palms were sweaty, and her eyes began to look around hurriedly.

It gets dark very quickly, the lights are on, and the red square at night is becoming more and more lively.

She couldn't wait, holding eleven roses in her hands, drowning in the crowd, and suddenly, she felt like a fool.

Practical joke? Whose prank? Come out!

She tried to use her gaze to cross the sea of people, to find the tall figure in her heart. It's just that she's an Asian, and she's so weak in a city full of Europeans.

Unknown music plays in the square, and at night, people's faces become strange, and most of them are happy.

But she blurred her eyes, blurred what she was, and she didn't understand.

Until, the sky suddenly burst into brilliant fireworks.

It's beautiful!

It was so beautiful that she thought she was hallucinating, because a few words appeared in the fireworks: Wife, I was wrong!

Her body stiffened, and the wind brushed her ears, but she couldn't hear anything, only stared at the words.

"Wife, I was wrong!"

Isn't that what the family often says to her?

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