Chapter 652: I've Been Waiting
"Miss, where are you going?" The taxi driver asked Gong Qinghan in the back seat in pure French
"Whatever!" Gong Qinghan replied lightly
The taxi driver was a little surprised by Gong Qinghan's appearance at first,
As soon as she spoke, she was completely amazed at her fluency in French, and her pronunciation was more standard than that of him, a Frenchman.
But as soon as I heard Gong Qinghan's answer, I was a little helpless, whatever? Whatever?
"Is there a sea around here?" Gong Qinghan asked suddenly
The driver thought for a while: "Yes, but it's far away, about three hours by car!" ”
"Forget it, which place is more beautiful around here!"
"It's easy!" The driver's face is confident
Gong Qinghan didn't ask him where he was, anyway, it was the same wherever he went!
She leaned against the window and watched the drizzle fall outside the window
The rain gathered more and more, and it swayed and swayed on the windows
Gong Qinghan stretched out his index finger and pointed it on the window glass, and his fingertips slid along with the trajectory of the rain
On the glass, her cold little face is reflected,
This face is no different from ten years ago, but there are a few more emotions in her eyes that even she can't read!
"Miss, it's here!" The driver's voice sounded in front
Gong Qinghan got out of the car and looked at the scenery in front of him a little stunned!
The Eiffel Tower at night, majestic, romantic......
It collapsed in the middle of the road, and cars passed underneath it
The whole tower, glowing with golden light, is incomparably dazzling
In the sporadic rain, it looks mysterious and romantic
The People's Square against the backdrop of the Eiffel Tower is more colorful.
The musical fountain in the center of the square spouts a column of water that rises and falls according to the rhythm of the music, and the water splashes down into the circular pool
Young couples from different countries stroll through the night rain in Paris with umbrellas in hand
Gong Qinghan tilted his head slightly, looking at the dazzling, mysterious and beautiful iron tower
She didn't know how long she had been standing there until she had a raindrop over her head
Countless people passing by her couldn't help but look at her, this oriental woman who was fascinated by the tower and was even more beautiful than the tower
Someone handed her the umbrella in her hand, but she remained motionless and tilted her head slightly, looking at the magnificent tower, no one knew what she was thinking when she stood in the rain
It wasn't until an extra black umbrella appeared on her head at some point that she covered her gaze a little, and she came back to her senses.
looked at the person standing beside her and spoke lightly
"Thank you!"
"You're wet!" He looked at the man with his chin high, and his gaze fell on the top of her head that seemed to be covered in a mist
“……!” She didn't reply to him, and continued to look up
"The Eiffel Tower is the tallest building in Paris, with a height of 300 meters, and the needle at the top is 24 meters high, with a total height of 324 meters!" His deep voice rang out above her head
“……!”
"Do you know why there aren't tall buildings around the Eiffel Tower?" He asked again
Gong Qinghan finally looked up at him, under the umbrella, the outline of his face was a little unclear, but his black eyes were shiny black
She looked at him, as if waiting for his next step
Nangong Ling Tian hooked his lips slightly, looking at the iron tower in front of him, his eyes reflected the figure of the iron tower:
"Because you can see it almost everywhere in Paris, the tower itself is a beautiful love story: Where, whenever you want to look back, I'm always waiting!"