Kiss the wrong pregnant bride

Chapter 321 Zuo Ruoxin - Waiting For Happiness

It has been three years since Zuo Ruoxin slowly walked out of the Provence airport with a light suitcase. Mediterranean-style buildings can be seen everywhere. She is holding a postcard sent from here a month ago, looking for a missing person. Years, traces of men wandering around the world.

Renting a room in a low independent building next to a lavender field, Zuo Ruoxin pushed open the window, looked at the large sea of ​​purple flowers gradually connecting with the blue sky outside the window, took a deep breath, a refreshing fragrance poured into her in an instant In the body, it seems that even the internal organs have been washed.

After dinner at the owner's house, she followed the number of the postcard and frantically searched for the place where it was sold in the Provence area.

The unproficient French was intermittent, and many French people shook their heads repeatedly. For three days in a row, Zuo Ruoxin found almost nothing. She was lying on the soft tatami attic on the top floor. She held up a star card and looked at the color photos reflected on it. .

It is said that the flower language of lavender is to wait for love.

"Shao Qipeng, it's been three years. How long do you want me to look for you?" From the initial vow, to now there is only an obsession to support her. Even Zuo Ruoxin herself doesn't know. something.

Just because of one of his star cards, regardless of his brother who was seriously injured and his sister-in-law who just reconciled with him, they set off alone with their luggage. Every time he sent a postcard, next month, she would... Arrived, the city he had been to.

In three years, she traveled almost all over Europe, but she never met him once on a bustling street.

Her palms covered her brows and eyes weakly. She was no longer the wayward young lady she was three years ago. She had long forgotten what it was like to cry when she was wandering and wandering alone.

"Dingling." The mobile phone made a crisp sound beside her, and Zuo Ruoxin put the receiver close to her ear: "Hello?"

"Ruoxin, what exactly did you instill in your sister-in-law? Why did she suddenly clamor to go to the United States?" Zuo Xiaomo's angry questioning voice made her ears hurt. In the past three years, my brother's energy has been increasing day by day. Zuo Ruoxin couldn't help but laugh out loud in a prosperous day.

"I didn't say anything, I just slipped the tongue last time and told my sister-in-law that when you were negotiating business in the United States, you met a blond foreign beauty. Maybe my sister-in-law also wants to meet an unexpected affair." Zuo Ruoxin intentionally stimulated Zuo Xiaomo's nerves, listening to the sound of someone jumping in anger on the other end of the phone, and then being silenced by Ling Xiaoxi, she felt that the depression in her heart seemed to dissipate.

She used to be so jealous of her sister-in-law, the relative she cared about the most, who loved him deeply, and the man she was most obsessed with, who loved her deeply.

At that time, she was so stupid, so stupid that she would think that without her existence, that person would look at her more, and a wry smile climbed onto the corner of her mouth.

Three years ago, he finally let go, but he chose to leave her world completely, leaving only such things behind, which made her search blindly like a needle in a haystack.

"Shao Qipeng, is your heart really made of stone?" Zuo Ruoxin sat up on the bed, grinning and staring at the star card with someone's handwritten address in his hand, "However, even if it's made of stone, the Miss, I will spend the rest of my life with you!"

The shaky belief became firm again, and the bright black eyes carried the determination to do whatever it takes.

Whether it is sister-in-law or elder brother, they have persuaded her to let go, but she just can't do it. The Zuo family probably have a paranoid factor in their blood. To get it, now that my brother finally waited for his spring to bloom, only her is left.

Zuo Ruoxin stayed in Provence for a whole week, and finally found the place where postcards were sold. She stood in front of the shop, communicating with the boss in unfamiliar French, trying to get any clues about him.

"Ruoxin?" Just when Zuo Ruoxin was gesturing with the boss for a long time but failed to communicate successfully, suddenly, a clear voice that only existed in dreams actually rang in her ears.

She turned her head in amazement, and the man was standing against the light at the door of the shop. The bright sunshine became his foil. The beautiful streets of Provence were already a monotonous background. only color.

"Qipeng!" Zuo Ruoxin called out in surprise, throwing away the boss who couldn't understand the language, and rushed straight towards Shao Qipeng, wrapping his arms around his waist: "I've been looking for you for three years, do you know that? You don't want her anymore, why don't you even give me a chance? I have traveled all over the places you have been, but I can't find you no matter what. "

A trace of helplessness appeared on Shao Qipeng's gentle face. Looking at the woman in his arms with tears streaming down his skirt, he hesitated for a long time before slowly raising his arm and gently patting her trembling back.

"Don't cry." It was just three extremely simple words, but Zuo Ruoxin completely collapsed the fortress that Zuo Ruoxin thought was strong. She raised her head with tears streaming down her face, grabbed the collar of his white shirt, and ruthlessly Gently kissed the red lips that she had imagined countless times, but never approached.

Shao Qipeng froze all over, as if he hadn't expected her to be so fierce, his beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and he wanted to push people away, but when he saw her trembling eyes and the crystal tears falling from the corners of her eyes, he finally let out a sigh .

His lips, just like his own, are clean and soft. Zuo Ruoxin put almost all of her courage and determination into this deep kiss, biting strangely and messing with him indiscriminately. A child venting his grievances.

It wasn't until the smell of blood spread in her mouth that she let go resentfully, her whole body seemed a little lost, her fingers kept rubbing her red and swollen lips, as if she was still reminiscing about the smell that belonged to him.

"Do you feel better now?" Shao Qipeng smiled helplessly. Even wearing the most common shirt, the innate elegance is not diminished. He just stood there and looked at her with a smile. For the first time, left Ruoxin saw her own reflection in his clear eyes.

Wanting to let her be the only one in his eyes, wanting to engrave his own shadow into his heart forever, this idea is like being possessed by a demon, it is deeply rooted in his mind and can no longer be waved away.

"Why did you come?" Shao Qipeng accompanied her, strolling beside the vanilla field in the setting sun. The windmill was spinning not far away, and the sound of water was pouring down a narrow ditch to irrigate the field.

Zuo Ruoxin's cheeks were puffy, and after that kiss, she always felt that there should be something different between them.

"I'm here to find you." The shyness between her brows was flowing freely. She raised her head and looked at him with burning eyes. Compared with the reserved three years ago, she is now a little more bold.

Shao Qipeng was slightly taken aback, and said with a smile, "Have you been looking for me?"

"En." She nodded heavily, and counted the places she had followed in his footsteps with her fingers. She would stay in each city for a month, and then she would not leave until the next postcard was delivered.

"Why? Why are you looking for me so persistently?" Shao Qipeng was still puzzled. What was the reason for her obsession with him?Just love at first sight at a party?Just because of his gentle mask?

Zuo Ruoxin bit her lips lightly, and looked at him stubbornly: "Just like you like her, I like you for no reason! I just like you, want to see you all the time, want to protect you, and When you talk, your heart beats faster, and when you don't see you, you will be worried!"

She honestly expressed her emotions, the longing for him, the pain she felt because of him, and she completely opened her heart and placed it in front of him.

"I have been to many places, and I can't help but wonder, did you stand on the same street as me a month ago, admiring the beautiful scenery under the same sky? Very good, and then you will have the courage to continue searching." Zuo Ruoxin grinned brightly, "It doesn't matter if you don't like me now, it doesn't matter if you continue to run away, I will follow you until you are willing to stop Steps, look back at my day."

There is no coercion or temptation, no pain to retain, what is there is just a pure heart, a girl's, the purest and cleanest heart.

"Don't you regret it? I have brought you so much grievance and pain." Shao Qipeng's clear eyes slipped a trace of apology. At that time, he was too willful. When he was chasing his love, he forgot that he hurt There is also a girl who is also obsessed with him.

Gentleness is a double-edged sword that hurts others and yourself.

"No regrets, my brother said that no matter how hard or difficult the path I choose, I have to walk through it on my knees! I don't believe that your heart is made of stone. Sooner or later, I will enter your heart and take those Those who once occupied a place will be driven away." She said so firmly, as if it was a matter of course.

Shao Qipeng smiled and said nothing. The two lived in Provence. At dawn, they drove to the Mediterranean Sea, watched the waves, counted the footprints on the beach, and smiled. When it was dark, they sat by the lavender field. , watching the large expanse of purple being dyed red by the afterglow of the setting sun, such a scene is too spectacular and unforgettable.

Occasionally he would take out his camera and take pictures of her inadvertently showing her emotions, emotions, sorrows, sorrows, and sorrows. In the end, without knowing it, he had recorded hundreds of pictures.

There are no vigorous entanglements, misunderstandings, or hurts, and some are just a long stream. Slowly, he gets used to where he goes, and there will be one more person by his side, joking with her, joking with her, and occasionally they will go to watch a love movie. Then inadvertently walked out with the crowd holding hands.

Zuo Ruoxin didn't know when he would forget the woman who occupied the first half of his life, but she knew that as long as she worked hard, she could also occupy the second half of his life.

On the last night of leaving Provence, she stood with his fingers intertwined in the lavender field, took a sweet photo, and gave it to those who have loved, hated, envied, but tried to let go.

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