In the alternating seasons of the season, the wind blowing flowers and sending cold is always easy to bring spring rain.

After the spring rain falls, the classical streets neatly stacked with bluestones appear to have a faint layer of mud on the surface.

But fortunately, this crisp spring rain is not like a waterfall in summer, but soft and fine, so that people will not deliberately hide, but walk on this classical street, there is a sense of leisure in it.

Bank and the widowed sister walked quietly, on this classical street in Paris, the two of them exploded in appearance, which naturally attracted countless people's attention.

On the streets of Paris, the romantic capital, isn't there a lack of such talented and beautiful couples, who rely on each other?

It can be said that the city of Paris has brought them romance, but it can also be said that they walk on this street, bringing a touch of strange romance to this classical alley.

The person is handsome and good-looking, but the words in the mouth are not fresh and moving at all, I saw Banker hehehe: "Sister widow, it's raining, should we find a presidential suite to hide from the rain?" ”

The widow sister glanced at him helplessly and said, "You are in a hurry?" ”

Bank shrugged heartlessly and said, "It's not too urgent, I just mean hiding from the rain, and then watching a cartoon of Rick and Morty, and then coming out to wander after the rain for a while?" ”

"Spring after the rain? Why do you understand so many obscure words of Chinese rhyme, but you always make yourself like a mushy neurotic? The widow said with a frown.

Banker picked at his head and said, "Maybe I'm really a psychopath......"

The widow shook her head and said, "Then when are you serious?" ”

Bank shrugged and said, "Uh...... If you want to, I'll try to be serious these days. ”

The widow looked up at Bank, stopped talking, and led him to a Starbucks.

The two ordered two lattes and sat down at the wooden table and chair in the doorway.

Bank said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, widow sister...... I just borrowed five thousand dollars from Tony, and I went to play a few games last night when I was waiting for you at the Washington airport when you were bored, and I lost it all, so I ......"

The widow shook her head and said directly: "I have money." ”

When Bank heard this, he immediately stopped feeling embarrassed, and said, "Although I didn't bring any money, I came with my heart." ”

The widow propped herself on the table, stared at Bank, and said, "What else does your heart hold besides filth?" I'm curious. ”

Banker touched his nose and said, "People outside only see the filth on the surface of my heart, but if someone is willing to stop for me and observe carefully, they will find that my heart is like the ice in the jade pot, clear and thorough, seemingly mixed and rough, but it has a unique emotional flavor...... Would you like to come in and have a look? ”

The widow frowned, stared at Bank, and said, "I really don't understand you sometimes. ”

If you want to get serious these days, then get serious, and if you don't talk about a little love at all, and go straight to the topic, it will be shriveled and shriveled.

So Banker put down the latte in his hand, took the widow's hand, and looked at her: "Outsiders only see the vulgarity in me, but if someone really understands me, she will see the spring breeze in my heart, and the sun is smooth, and I will naturally try my best to let her be soaked in that little love and hatred, see the cold and be hot, and forget everything." ”

The widow sister did not resist Banker holding her hand in her hand, and after being silent for a while, she said, "Has anyone really understood you?" ”

"Uh...... Let's just count on one. Bank didn't shy away from it.

“…… Peggy? The widow asked.

"Yes." Banker put the widow's hand on the tip of his nose and said.

When the widow sister heard this, she fell silent, not knowing what she thought.

And Bank finally got serious, opened his heart comfortably, and was also leisurely on the streets of Paris, quietly enjoying the romance of this moment.

"Ding Dong~"

At this time, the widow sister and Bank's mobile phones rang together.

The widow didn't bother with it, but Banker picked up the mobile phone on the table, and at a glance, it was the message push of the Avengers chat group.

Banker clicked on it suspiciously, speechless.

I saw Tony send a "surprised" expression, and then typed in the group: "Bank, I thought you and your little sweetheart at home were going on their honeymoon, but you and Natasha's positioning are on the streets of Paris, what's going on?!" ”

Banker pursed his lips and typed, "Are you finished?!" If you really borrowed 100 million from me yesterday, I would have blocked you a long time ago! Can you spy on other people's movements if you have money? ”

Agent Coulson: "Natasha? Bank! ”

Hawkeye: "Looks like it's time for me to take a vacation, too." ”

Tony: "I just got a call from your tigress asking where you are, so I asked Jarvis to look it up...... But boy, you can do it! ”

Bank: "Who's you guys, it's offline!" ”

After speaking, Banker put away his mobile phone, but saw Natasha on the other side, and also glanced at the mobile phone information indifferently.

Bank let go of Natasha's hand and glanced out of the canopy.

I saw that the spring rain came slowly, but it went quickly, and the sun was already melting outside, and the clouds were clear.

A few soft beams of sunlight hit the bodies of Banker and the widow sister from the cracks in the eaves, setting off the two like yellow muntjac licking each other in the mountains and forests.

Banker stretched and said, "It's really annoying to be sleepy this autumn and spring, and it makes me want to sleep again......"

However, when the widow sister heard this, she just looked at him coldly, so Bank said, "But if you can hold on, get out of bed...... Let's go to bed until the evening, and let's go for a walk along the Seine. ”

After speaking, he put down the Starbucks in his hand, picked up the widow's hand, and walked towards the literary and artistic scenery on the banks of the Seine.

Night.

There is a melodious violin sound in the streets of Paris, I don't know that it comes leisurely from the corner of that alley, but the glorious street shines with an indescribable silence and splendor.

This romantic city is permeated with a petty bourgeois atmosphere that is not found elsewhere.

Bank took the widowed sister from the Lilac Café on the banks of the Seine to the Shakespeare bookstore, and finally crossed the Pont Alexandre III, went to the Louvre, saw the Venus with the broken arm, the peerless beauty brought from the Middle Ages, and felt the quiet smile of the Monglas Lisa, mixed with the precipitation of time.

At last.

Bank took Natasha to the already glittering Eiffel Tower.

did not rush to the top of the iron tower with the widow sister as determined at the beginning, to see the bright brilliance of this city, but quietly led the widow sister, and the two stood quietly like the iron tower from a distance.

After a long time.

It was the widow sister who took the initiative to speak: "Let's go, go back to the hotel." ”

Then he didn't linger on the streets at all, took Bank, and walked towards the hotel without looking back.

On this night, the spring plum did not bloom with snow, but with the heavy spring breeze, ten miles of fragrance.

Spring is in full swing outside.

The same is true inside the house.

Everything happens so naturally.