Colette came knocking on the door.

The two girls experienced last night's thrill together, but fortunately everyone was alive and there was no accident, and the first reaction when they met was to have a hug for the rest of their lives.

Colette is a timid and delicate girl who didn't even sleep all night last night.

"I don't want to live in the shadow of terror, I really want to get out of Paris as soon as possible."

She said with red eyes, "I want to go to a safe place, even if it's the country, if it weren't for saying goodbye to you, I wouldn't even dare to go out today, who knows if those outlaws will want to get another big ticket in the subway." ”

She's here to get something.

Mingsheng sorted out a lot of things, most of which were inconvenient daily necessities to bring back to China, and asked Colette, who said that she wanted them and gave them all to her.

"Then you've been using less transportation lately."

Mingsheng persuaded her and made her want to open up, and she had to go on.

"Just fitness, Paris is still very beautiful, I will come back in the future, believe me, you are a real Parisian, you are not as good as Paris everywhere."

Colette shrugged in agreement.

From the moment she entered the door, she caught a glimpse of Fu Xizhou's figure at work, touched Mingsheng, and teased happily: "Lona, look at what I saw, this is not your ex?" ”

"So last night, this handsome former gentleman heroically saved the United States?"

Mingsheng was embarrassed and a little sweet "um", noncommittal.

Apparently trying to avoid personal issues.

It's a pity that a girl like Colette has already guessed something from the roots of her pink ears.

"So last night, this ex came into the house?"

Mingsheng was red-faced, and he didn't dare to look at his friend's narrow eyes.

She coughed embarrassedly, "It was not convenient for him to go back to the hotel last night. ”

"How many times?"

The French girl came to say this in shock, and just happened to meet Fu Xizhou coming out of the kitchen carrying heavy objects.

He was sent to work as a coolie in the kitchen, "Where is this place?" ”

Mingsheng's dusty hands covered Colette's mouth.

The two women both looked at Fu Xizhou with strange expressions.

"Put the bedroom, well, put the bedroom."

Mingsheng just wanted him to get out of his sight quickly, a little incoherent.

Fu Xizhou glanced down at the heavy oven in his hand.

I didn't understand why I was carrying it to the bedroom, but I did it.

Mingsheng breathed a sigh of relief and let go at the same time.

Colette swallowed the ash of her hand, coughed a few times, squinted her blue eyes, and said in a passerby's tone, "Lona, he looks like the kind of man who can do it in the middle of the night." ”

Mingsheng covered his hot face and nodded uncomfortably.

"So how many times?"

Mingsheng shyly stretched out three fingers slowly.

Colette makes an exaggerated squealing face.

At this time, when Fu Xizhou came out, he couldn't understand what the two women were muttering so excitedly in French, so he just asked relentlessly, "What are you going to do next?" ”

Ming Sheng had been waiting for him for a long time, slender and jade

Pointing to the cramped storage room: "There." ”

Colette moved a bunch of things and drove away.

Before leaving, I reluctantly said goodbye and made an appointment to see you in China half a year later.

Mingsheng continued to do what he was doing, listening to the movement of the storage room, suspecting that he had demolished the storage room.

The delicate boy with the smell of expensive perfume on his body quickly became disgraced.

Mingsheng's small apartment is only a few square meters of storage room has not been in for a long time, she has always thought that the dust smell is heavy, there is a man in the family, who is he not on?

As a result, Fu Xizhou choked on his nose and came out, and his facial features were wrinkled.

"Is it okay to throw it all away?"

He didn't know what was in this stack of old boxes, so he was so disgusted that he couldn't do it, "When I go back to China, I will buy you all new ones, okay?" ”

Mingsheng shook his head and said no, there are some things that can't be bought with money.

These are things that you don't need in front of you, but you can't afford to throw them away.

It represents the trivial memories of the old days, and also witnesses every moment of her down-to-earth and serious life along the way.

A reference book for her teaching while studying in Belgium.

The sketches that came out of staying up late, the inspirational design drawings after watching countless shows, and the design samples made by myself and stepping on the sewing machine during the study.

All the items she had worked so hard to pack and send back to Paris were all packed and sent back to Paris.

Now she is going to take her back to the country thousands of miles away.

"What's in there?"

Fu Xizhou was a little curious, opened one of the cardboard boxes, and saw her neatly stacked drawings, and suddenly realized.

I opened a cardboard box, and it was full of notebooks, and every page was densely packed with notes, both in French and English.

She has spent a lot of time and effort professionally.

The look of disgust on his face was gone, Fu Xizhou placed these boxes very solemnly, and said quietly: "The campus environment in Antwerp is good, you haven't read this book in vain." ”

Ming Sheng was stunned, and was hit in the chest by a certain fact, and his eyes widened.

"Have you been?"

"After the surgery, I went to Switzerland for a while and stayed in Belgium for two days."

Fu Xizhou was busy packing the cardboard box in his hand, and said in a very ordinary tone about the unusual things he had done in the past: "It's okay to be idle, I went to the Antwerp campus for a walk." ”

"Didn't see you." He added lightly.

Ming Sheng pestle on the side, rubbing his hands and twisting: "I, my number has not been changed." ”

"I'm the one who got dumped."

Fu Xizhou raised his head and glanced at her. The bright eyes contained playfulness, "Young Master, I can't pull my face down to call you and ask you to invite me to a casual meal." ”

"It's good that you didn't call me, I was quite poor at that time, and I nibbled on bread every day."

Ming Sheng swallowed, and pulled his sleeve with a crimson face, "Then otherwise, I will make up for this meal tonight?" ”

"Go, go—"

Fu Xizhou bombarded her, with a big opinion, "I'll fly all the way to Paris to eat your casual dinner,?" ”

"It's not a casual meal."

Ming Sheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, his words were vague, and his face was so red that he couldn't speak, "Just celebrate, let's ......"

Her brain is staggering

machine, I can't go on.

"What are we?"

Fu Xizhou stopped moving, surrounded him with a pair of dusty hands, and stared at her delicate face tenderly and sweetly, "Mingsheng, tell me, what are we going to celebrate?" ”

Mingsheng's gentle temperament can't spit out the words "celebrate our reunion".

In fact, last night, her brain was dominated by pure desire, and the strong need of her body overshadowed everything. After finishing the sheets, she fell into the strange circle of blaming herself for not being clear in her mind today.

Of course, she is a mature woman, most of the time her mind is rational and sober, and the need to suppress her body has almost become a habit.

But I can't stand the sudden incident with such a small probability last night.

The principles she had adhered to for a long time collapsed overnight, and her brain was completely dominated by impulses, and she just wanted to be a little woman who had someone to protect.

Mingsheng has no regrets.

After last night, she had realized that she needed him.

Whether it was physical or mental, her heart for him had never changed.

From the past to the present, she has only loved Fu Xizhou, a man.

But what is the relationship between the two now?

After rolling through the night, are they back together?

Of course, Mingsheng was embarrassed to ask Fu Xizhou what their relationship was now.

refused to approach him again, and kept saying that she wanted to find an ordinary man with equal strength to marry, but she said it herself.

Her awkward pride made it impossible for her to be the one who took the initiative to make peace.

"Celebrate the arrest of all the villains and the return of peace to the world."

Ming Sheng came up with a very ridiculous reason, seeing Fu Xizhou's eyes burning, her cheeks suddenly burned, pretending to be a busy little bee, and quickly escaped from his embrace.

"If you don't want to go out to eat, we'll have to nibble on bread at home."

Fu Xizhou looked at her busy back helplessly.

The corners of his mouth curled up in a slight arc of sarcasm.

- Never expect this woman to tell the truth when she's in her right mind.

He went to the bathroom to wash his hands without making a sound, and under Mingsheng's suspicious gaze, he smiled lazily at her, and slowly pulled the dry towel to wipe it.

The posture is idle and lazy, and there is a little deep between the demeanors that cannot be seen through.

Then he walked up to Mingsheng and suddenly grabbed her hand that was about to reach for a book.

While she's confused, wet. Soft lips deep. Holding her auricle, a pair of hands that had just been dipped in cold water were like snakes, slightly cool into his territory, nimbly crawling to the raised heights.

"I think we need to be honest with each other."

Mingsheng City was lost, and he shouted softly.

The satisfaction of last night was gone, and the taste of emptiness crept in with his familiar movements, unstoppable.

As he picked her up, another book in her hand had fallen to the ground.

They are both men and women, and of course she understands how to be frank with each other.

"No, don't think about one play, there is still a lot of work to be done."

She's soft. Lying. Shoot him on his back. Hard chest, pretty face faint on the clear and flawless powder, of course, unexpected, the blue sky and the day, the house is more chaotic than last night, there is almost no ground to put his feet, he said that he will be clear.

But who called him handsome today.

The light wind is bright and the moon is clear, and the elegant son is a brother.

She had to admit that the moment she opened the door and saw him, her heart was hit by Cupid's arrow, thumping and beating with great excitement.

The house was so messy that only the bed was clean.

&nbs

p; To put it another way.

As long as the bed is clean and easy to use and there is no risk of collapsing, everything else is negligible.

Spring. Hue. Touch the right chord.

Mingsheng only wears loose loungewear, so it's easy to be honest.

She held her breath, moistening her fawn-like eyes, with a bit of infatuation, to meet the man's dark and deep eyes.

Look at him unbuttoning his shirt one by one, the shirt is half open, and the inside is strong and lean. The red chest loomed.

Then, the shirt was lifted open, and the wild and uninhibited picture hit the eye.

Energetic. Tense muscles, waist and abdomen. Narrow, eight-fold. The muscles are smooth and clear, like a work of art.

It's not hard to imagine how powerful and endless these muscles can erupt when they are tightened.

Mingsheng bit his lip and swallowed his saliva, just a light glance, and the whole person was already wet. Drench. In the spring rain.

The tip of their noses against the tip of their noses.

Before it even began, the sight was there. Die. Wrap. Soft.

An eye full of aggression. slightly, an eye wave rippled weak and helpless, let him slaughter.

"You dishonest goblin. Essence. ”

Fu Xizhou's tone was vicious, and he kissed her a little painfully, "Today, Lao Tzu is doing the right thing for the sky......"

The rest of the babbling was slurred and swallowed up in the intense kiss between the two.

Before anything started, Mingsheng was about to drown in this fierce and turbulent kiss.

Last night's physical exertion obviously did not make Fu Xizhou stage frightened today.

He was in a brave state, and Mingsheng was posed by him in various ways. Cloth, after dozens of minutes, has been tossed so hoarse that he doesn't even have the strength to cry.

In the early afternoon, it suddenly started to rain outside the window.

When I woke up in the morning, it was cloudless and the sun was shining.

In an instant, the sky changed.

A lot of physical exertion, comparable to a high-intensity exercise.

Both were hungry.

"What's in the fridge?"

Mingsheng nestled in his warm chest, not wanting to move much.

"A few slices of bread, and two potatoes, probably enough to feed a rabbit."

Fu Xizhou's voice was lazy, playing with her hair, and he didn't want to move much.

"But I'm so tired, I don't want to move."

Mingsheng pouted softly and complained, "Your expression just now, oh, I suspect that you are also afraid. Terrorists. ”

The man smiled sensually and lowly above her head.

"You're right, I'll do anything to get you back captive."

When Ming Sheng heard this, his tender and red lips curled sweetly.

His warm fingers kept playing around her hair, which was neither long nor short.

Both enjoyed the relaxation after a hot sweat.

And idleness.

Fu Xizhou missed her long black hair like seaweed a little.

"I still have long hair

Is it? ”

Mingsheng thought for a moment and shook his head, "This length is quite comfortable, and long hair is very troublesome to wash." ”

Although Fu Xizhou regretted it, he had passed the age when he always wanted to control her and let her revolve around him, but now his mentality has changed, and it is good for the two of them to be comfortable together.

"Whatever you want." He continued to play with his fingers around indifferently.

He brushed away his black hair and found an old scar in an inconspicuous corner of Mingsheng's hair.

Not before.

It's only been separated for a few years.

"Here." He stroked it with his fingertips, "How did it hurt?" ”

"Oh, here......"

Mingsheng was embarrassed to confess the origin of this scar.

I came back from overtime and fainted at home, and when I woke up, my head was bleeding, like a bloody heroine in a ghost movie.

"Bloody."

She rolled up the quilt and giggled, "I knew for the first time that looking in the mirror could be so scary. ”

Fu Xizhou was silent and didn't speak for a long time.

Ming Sheng lifted his eyelids in surprise and glanced at him.

His lips straightened, not thinking it was funny.

"Do you regret it?" He asked abruptly.

Mingsheng certainly understood what he wanted to know.

When I gave up the love that was at my fingertips, I went away to a foreign country without hesitation, I was alone, I suffered so much, do you regret it?

She sat up, her eyes as pure and bright as they had been the day she had seen her.

"Fu Xizhou, I know what you want to hear." "But I don't want to lie," she said. ”

"I don't regret it."

Fu Xizhou's eyes were deep and he sighed.

This is the expected answer.

"Mingsheng, I don't seem to have praised you seriously."

He smiled flatly, "You're a warrior. ”

"It's just that it's more ruthless when you kill me."

Mingsheng's beautiful eyes flowed, and he smiled.

Sitting on him, leaning over, and taking the initiative to send a warm and soothing kiss.

Kiss and kiss, go off fire again, and accidentally do it again.

Hungry for money, chest sticking to the back of the abdomen.

The two of them finally got up lazily and showered together under the showerhead, and couldn't help but pick up. Kisses, kisses are inseparable, until they realize that if they don't separate again, they won't want to go out today.

Pushing and shoving to wash and dress, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

There is a good Chinese restaurant near the house, focusing on Hunan cuisine.

The taste was acceptable, and the two of them were almost liquidated by hunger, and they both looked satisfied when they came out of the restaurant.

Fu Xizhou has never seen the Seine in the rain.

Thinking that the next time the two of them came to Paris together, he didn't know when he would come, so Mingsheng pulled him, held an umbrella, and went for a walk on the Seine River in the rain.

"So, did you go to St. Mark's Square to feed the pigeons?"

Mingsheng suddenly asked in the rain.

Fu Xizhou, of course he didn't go.

The Mingsheng man came mad and wanted to take him to St. Mark's Square to feed the pigeons.

The rain is so heavy, how can there be pigeons.

She was about the only "pigeon" jumping in the sparse Lala Square.

In the rain concave in a variety of shapes, coquettish, funny, classic......

Fu Xizhou not only wants to be a photographer, but also a tool background.

Later, Mingsheng even rushed into the rain, opened his arms and circled, and was happy in the rain, like a little girl who didn't know anything about the world.

She was really happy.

It's been a long time since I've been so happy.

Fu Xizhou clicked the shutter and recorded her moments of unbridled beauty.

Finally, the umbrella in his hand was crooked, and the umbrella fell to the ground.

He also gladly accompanied her in the rain.

The two gazed affectionately in the pouring rain.

Raindrops fall from their faces one by one, but fortunately it is not a torrential downpour that allows them to put in a romantic city. Indulge in childishness.

Mingsheng wrapped his arms around Fu Xizhou's neck, and Qing Lingling's gaze was filled with deep inquiry, and he finally asked a question that had been lingering in his heart for several days.

"Fu Xizhou, why did you come to Paris?"

Fu Xizhou's eyes were full of her.

A pair of pitch-black lovers, their eyes are full of iron man tenderness.

"Sending you back that night, I'm smoking downstairs."

"I looked at the building you were in, and I knew you weren't going to show up again, but I somehow wanted to make a bet with myself."

Mingsheng was curious: "What bet?" ”

In the rain, Fu Xizhou's wet face was resolute, but his smiling eyes were filled with feelings that were easy to detect.

"If you go downstairs and show up again, I'll tell myself, no matter how you reject me, I want you to chase me back."

"But if you don't, I'll finish the pack of cigarettes in my hand, and then go back to bed, and end our story once and for all."

In Mingsheng's instantly gloomy gaze, he said in a loud voice: "You said you want respect, I think this is respect, let you live the life you want, even if there is no me in this life." ”

Mingsheng's eyes were filled with tears, and he slid down his cheeks with the rain.

The umbrella next to him was picked up by Fu Xizhou again and propped up on top of the two of them.

She was confined by him in his little world, fatalistic peace of mind.

After seeing the huge world, I suddenly looked back, and it turned out that his place was her destination.

And he had been waiting for her to find out on the way back.

"This last time, I won the bet."

"You're in your pajamas, with messy wet hair, come down to me."

Mingsheng laughed with tears: "I want to come down and bombard you away, lying downstairs like a leper dog, I look so annoying." ”

The man described as a leper dog was not angry at all.

"Mingsheng, you're duplicitous again."

Fu Xizhou's eyes were still and deep, and he smiled, "You just can't let go of me." ”

"Hmm." Mingsheng finally became honest and raised his hand to wipe his tears, "You're right. ”

She hugged him, threw her face into his arms with a surge of emotion, and a line of hot tears rolled down her cheeks again, expressing the true confession that had been in her heart for many years.

"Fu Xizhou, I've always been, I can't let you go."

"When I told you on the phone at the airport that I didn't love you at all, I actually cried very sadly."

"I've lied to you many times, but only that time made me feel like my heart was about to break."

"For the first time, I learned how uncomfortable lying can be."

"I didn't love you."

She stood on tiptoe, her red lips pressed to his ear, and said a few words that had been many years late.

"I've always loved you."!