The whole world just wants you to love me

In the next few days, Chu Qiao toured Paris under the leadership of Mo Zhengyan.

"Don't you need to be busy?" Chu Qiao couldn't help asking.

Mo Zhengyan smiled, "It's rare to take you out for a walk, so treat it as a vacation."

In the fashion store in Paris, Mo Zhengyan chose a thick black sweater for her, with a thin down jacket on it.And he only changed into a coat, still handsome.After leaving the clothing store, Chu Qiao really didn't feel the cold any more. She walked side by side with him, and quietly turned to look at him, feeling a little suspicious in her heart.

Why is he not afraid of the cold.

His hand held hers lightly, and when he walked down the street, he felt a sense of peace of mind.

At this moment, Chu Qiao stood in front of the 23-meter-high Egyptian obelisk in Concord Square, looking up happily.The eight statues at the four corners of the square are symbols of the eight major cities in France.Suddenly there was a "buzzing" sound hovering above her head, and she looked back, only to see him standing not far away.

A flock of white pigeons flew by, and Mo Zhengyan in the sun was so handsome that it was impossible to resist.

"What are you looking at?" He walked up to her and stood still, bowing his head and asking.The cold wind blows the smoke past, and his melodious male voice is also a little empty.

Those eyes were deep and beautiful, like sea water, she suddenly blurted out, "Look at you."

No longer annoyed, and not as embarrassed as before in the revolving restaurant, Chu Qiao answered him seriously and with a smile.

"Hehe." Mo Zhengyan was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed.

"It looks good, um, look, I won't charge you money." He said ruffiantly, his starry eyes were bright.

Chu Qiao opened her eyes wide, knowing that he was teasing her, she turned around hastily.But he grabbed her hand, she turned her head and whispered, "Mo Zhengyan..."

In the square with so many people, he hugged her in his arms, as if hugging a precious baby.

From the Place de la Concorde to the Eiffel Tower.

Standing in front of the iron tower, looking up, I saw the towering tower, in the blue sky, rushing into the clouds, as spectacular and beautiful.

Chu Qiao suddenly thought of her mother, and remembered the beautiful scene described by her mother.

Sure enough, as depicted in memory.

Suddenly, Chu Qiao remembered the builder again.Gustave said: The Eiffel Tower drowns me, as if I have only built her in my life.

Chu Qiao turned her head, and the tall figure was still standing behind her, watching silently, like a tall tower that could not fall down despite the wind and rain.

A gesture of no regrets.

Chu Qiao was not sure before, she was still hesitating, but at this moment, inexplicably, she had a willful impulse, thinking so, wanting to stay with this person, no matter who he is or who she is .Thinking of this, she took a step and walked over.

Chu Qiao settled her steps in front of Mo Zhengyan, she tiptoed and kissed his lips.

There was joy in Mo Zhengyan's eyes, she saw him smiling, it was an extraordinarily bright smile.

How many lifetimes will it take to find the right one.

And he was right in front of her eyes, why would she miss him.

Don't want to miss it.

From the Arc de Triomphe to Notre Dame Cathedral, go to the Opera House to watch Shakespeare's opera, take a boat tour on the Seine River, drink hot chocolate in the cafe on the Champs Elysees... taste novel food along the way, such as croissants, red wine snails, foie gras.

However, this cold winter doesn't seem to be so cold anymore.

His hand has been holding her.

How wonderful it is to walk on the street in such an open manner, breathe the same air, and eat the same food.His domineering roar, his sudden laughter, the smoke he breathed out, the unique smell of tobacco on his body...

In a strange foreign country, they suddenly felt as if they were on a honeymoon.

Chu Qiao couldn't help being in a daze.

But is this a dream?

No, it's not a dream, she held it lightly, and the temperature of his palm was so clear.

Finally, finally came to the longing for Versailles.

It's just the Palace of Versailles in winter, and the roses are not in full bloom.

"What a pity." Mo Zhengyan said beside him.

Chu Qiao also felt a little pity, she remained silent.

"Come again next year, when the roses are in full bloom." Mo Zhengyan said with a sideways glance.

Chu Qiao stared, she nodded, "Okay."

Mo Zhengyan smiled, and she agreed, which meant that she was willing to stay by his side.

Time flies so fast, before you know it, it's the last day of the holiday.

They reached the castle on the outskirts.

After staying here for one night, I will take a flight back to Los Angeles early tomorrow morning.

It was an aristocratic castle. In Chu Qiao's mind, castles would only be found in Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales.There is a warm fire in the fireplace, soft carpets, you can sit on a rocking chair, cover a warm blanket, read a story book, and drink a cup of hot cocoa.

It seems that this life can be passed in peace like this.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the two walked out of the castle for an afternoon walk.

In the suburban city not far from the castle, there is a bustling exotic market.Gypsies set up tents and sold small things.

"Sir, miss, take a look." The gypsy spoke French, shouting enthusiastically, with a sincere smile.

Walking past a jewelry stall, there are all kinds of rings, necklaces, bracelets... it is dizzying.Chu Qiao's gaze was attracted by a ring on the table stand. It was a silver ring, an extremely simple style, but inlaid with beautiful fine lines, delicate and small, very beautiful.

And her focused gaze also attracted Mo Zhengyan, following her gaze, he saw the ring.

He looked sideways at her, and her eyes shone with a childish light of expectation.That desire made his heart throb, like a child craving chocolate.

Mo Zhengyan picked up the ring, grabbed her hand and put it on her hand.

"I bought it." He said in a deep voice, always domineering, not giving her any room to refuse.

"I'm just looking casually, Mo Zhengyan..." Chu Qiao hurriedly went to take off the ring, but his hand grabbed hers and didn't let her take it off.His eyes were staring at the light, and that gaze made Chu Qiao stop, her breathing changed from short to smooth, and she bowed her head and said "thank you".

Only then did Mo Zhengyan let go of his hand, took out the money and handed it to the gypsy businessman.

"Do you like it?" He asked in a low voice, staring at her fair and flushed side face.

Chu Qiao stared at the ring on her finger, gently caressed it with her index finger, as if she had touched a strange electric current, which directly jumped into her heart.Her eyes were shining brightly, such a shy expression.Suddenly raised his head, looked at him tenderly, and said softly, "I like it."

Noisy market, small tents, they stand side by side.

His hand was still holding hers.

Chu Qiao suddenly felt that the dim yellow and colorful light in this small tent was like the glazed light and shadow she saw in the church in the Vatican.

So beautiful, so clear.

But back then, he didn't put a ring on her either.

At this moment, time seems to be reversed, going backwards to the past, and everything is vividly visible in an instant.

The gypsy woman found some change and gave her a beautiful ring box.It was an extremely romantic woman, first she spoke in French, Chu Qiao was a little dazed, and Mo Zhengyan talked to her for a few words, and then the woman switched to English, which was awkward and slow English, but Chu Qiao I understand.

The woman was saying, "Miss, marry him."

Chu Qiao was stunned, but couldn't help smiling, just thinking it was fun.

In fact, she married him a long time ago, didn't she?

"Sir, are you willing to marry this young lady? Regardless of poverty, disease, difficulty, pain, wealth, health, happiness, or happiness, are you willing to never leave her?" asked the woman.

Who knows, Mo Zhengyan said beside him, "I am willing."

Then the woman said the same words to Chu Qiao.

Mo Zhengyan looked at her sideways, his eyes were deep and dignified, much clearer than five years ago, not so far away, nor so vague.

The woman was still urging, only asking her to agree quickly.

Chu Qiao felt that the surroundings were silent. After hesitating for a while, she finally spoke and replied again, "Yes, I am willing."

Mo Zhengyan's handsome face suddenly showed a smile, which was extraordinarily charming.

The handshake is inseparable.

After nightfall, there was no one else in the entire castle except the two of them.The kitchen and maids were all removed.Maybe they're home now, with loved ones.And in the glass restaurant on the roof of the castle, they had dinner together.The candles flickered, he was at one end, she was at the other.There are only a few candles in between.

The night sky is a sea of ​​blue, dotted with twinkling stars.

Such an atmosphere does not require too many words, just eating quietly, it suddenly seems like a kind of happiness.

After the meal, Mo Zhengyan hugged her and stood on the rooftop watching the stars.His breath was so close, coming from behind his ears.Chu Qiao was wrapped in his arms, feeling the warmth from his chest.She looked up at the sky, and the stars twinkled and twinkled, miraculously flashing at the same time after a few light-years.

Mo Zhengyan held her hand, grabbed her hand and looked at it carefully.Her fingers were very slender, fair, and beautiful.He touched the ring on her finger, and said in a deep voice, "Put it on, don't take it off."

"En." She nodded obediently.

"From now on, no matter what you do, don't take it off." He commanded domineeringly, wrapping her little hands in his.

Chu Qiao frowned, and asked in a low voice, "What about when you're working?"

"No."

"When cooking?" Chu Qiao asked again, thinking that it would be easy to drop the ring into the pool while washing.

"No."

"Where's the shower?"

"No." She asked three times in a row, and he answered the same three times.

"Why do you have so many questions?" Mo Zhengyan frowned, and bit her shoulder as punishment, "Don't take it off forever."

Chu Qiao trembled slightly, and her heart trembled slightly.

forever?

How far is forever.

one day?a month?a year?

Or ten years?

He stroked her face and bowed his head to kiss her deeply, and she closed her eyes.

The feeling of happiness that was too dreamy, like a swamp trapped her deeply.

Maybe, forever, probably means a lifetime.

Probably from now until the time of death.