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Chapter 15

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When I saw Zuzu off at the station, he said, "Since we are on vacation now, why don't we go to Paris."

"I still have to do my homework and find a place for an internship. I don't have time to play. Besides, what are you going to do in Paris now? The weather is so cold." I said.

"That's right. Let's go in spring when it's warmer. We can go to Disney."

I straightened his collar patch: "Okay, I'll call you when I go to Paris."

"Do you dare?"

I laughed, and he kissed my face: "You have raised the dog well."

"Do not worry."

"Remember to add vitamins."

"Besides, you will become an Arab lady."

The train whistle sounded, and he got on the train and waved to me from above. I thought it was very romantic, like a shot in an old movie.When the train departed and I was about to lose sight of him, I made a face.

With Ode's help, after Christmas, I got the opportunity to intern in the Montpellier municipal government. Together with her, I helped deal with the affairs of the city's friendship with Chengdu and China.

In February, we held a cultural exhibition of Sichuan in Montpellier, as well as art exhibitions, concerts, cultural salons, and related business meetings, etc. to introduce the social, cultural and economical aspects of Chengdu to the citizens of Montpellier. aspects of the situation.In the middle, I did a lot of work, such as translation, program arrangement, venue layout, etc. I was busy and busy, and sometimes I worked until late at night.

After being busy, one suddenly finds that time passes quickly, winter is over, spring is coming quietly, green leaves are quietly climbing up the branches, and the green waves of the Mediterranean Sea are surging.

I often receive calls from Zuzu. He asks me about my studies and work, as well as our puppy. I put the phone next to the puppy's mouth. It makes a "bark", and Zuzu listens, haha laughing out loud.

The boy's phone call made me very happy, letting me know that I was still missed by a person who had no blood relationship.

He told me not to work too hard.

I said, it’s okay if you don’t work hard. I got a scholarship, and I have to serve the country when I go back.

We had never discussed this issue, and my words seemed to surprise him.

"I thought you were going to be here a long time, you were going to be here."

I thought about it: "After finishing my studies, I will go back to China."

"..."

"What about you, Zuzu, has your application for peacekeeping in Africa been approved?"

"I don't know the result yet. Hey, I don't know if China needs peacekeeping."

"Fuck you. We sent troops to you for peacekeeping."

He giggled on the other end of the phone.

At this time, I thought that I was older than this person, and I felt that he was still a child, so a little realistic and cold thing in my heart took effect, and I slowly said to Zuzu: "You know, Zuzu , we will have our own lives and futures in the future.”

He put down the phone and didn't call me again for a long time.

After a long time, I was really worried, so I asked Ode cautiously.

She said nonchalantly: "Just kidding, Zuzu never calls home."

I was even more anxious, but even though I had Zuzu's number, I didn't call him.

After more than half a month like this, I finally received a call from him one night.In fact, I was very happy because I was relieved all of a sudden, but I still said calmly: "Oh, yes, I'm going to bed. Yes, I've fed you. Don't worry. What's the matter with you?"

His voice was very excited: "Guess what? I signed up for a Chinese class in the army, and I'm going to learn Chinese."

"You're crazy."

"why?"

"You're not going to China."

"I'll go after I retire."

I sat up from the bed: "Why do you think everything is so simple?"

"What's the problem?"

He really stopped me.

"I won't tell you. Good night, Fee."

Zuzu hung up the phone happily, leaving me in a daze.

My work is very appreciated by foreign bosses. Ode told me that on April [-]th, the mayor of Chengdu will visit. At that time, I will be an interpreter for the mayor of Montpellier.What kind of honor is this?I just heard the news and stayed up all night. I was so excited that I put on my pajamas and stood in front of the mirror in the middle of the night, saying to myself like a Japanese woman: "Come on, Qiao Fei, work hard."

While I was busy preparing for the meeting between the mayors of the two cities, I received another call.

It's Cheng Jiayang.

"Fee."

He only said one word on the other side of the phone, and I felt my heart tremble.

How long has it been since I received a call from him?How long has it been since I heard his voice?At this moment, I hold the phone tightly until my hand hurts.

"You worked very well in Montpellier, I know, I saw the translation you did at the Sichuan Cultural Exhibition, it was very good."

Do you know a feeling called, just right.

A field was about to dry up when suddenly warm rain fell.

A flame is about to be extinguished, but suddenly dry firewood continues, and it burns up again.

A bird was flying in the vast sea, and suddenly found a green branch where it could stop to breathe.

I just felt my throat tighten, and after waiting for a long time, I said, "Thank you, Jiayang."

"I'm going to Paris, but I'm afraid I don't have time to go south. Do you have time to come over? Maybe we can meet."

I don't have time to think, what is more important to me than this?

"Okay, it doesn't matter, I'm going to Paris, I'll find you, where do you live? When? April NO.17, okay, I'll definitely find you."

I put down the phone, and the church bells sounded in the distance, and I thanked God in my heart, I must have done some good deeds, and He rewarded me so much.

Oude knew that I was going to Paris, and was very dissatisfied: "You are crazy. Do you know what kind of opportunity this is? You are here as an interpreter for the mayor. Do you think this is buying apples at a roadside stand?"

I was packing my things, and I felt sorry for my good friend, but I must go to see Jiayang, as if there was an irresistible force pulling me, as if I must meet his fate in this life.

Ode continued: "Can't you think about it again? You know, your classmates are here too. If you don't do it, they will do it. Do you think such a good internship opportunity is easy to get? Qiao Fei, I thought you were the one who separated public and private affairs."

I packed my bags and straightened up, and I said, "I'm sorry, Ode, I have to go."

"Who are you seeing? Fei, who are you going to see?" Ode sat on my window sill, looking at me fixedly.

"Ode, this is my own business."

She paused, and finally said: "What about Zuzu? How do you treat him? What do you think of my brother?"

I was speechless, I sat on the bed and picked up the puppy.

At this time, I felt that it was really difficult to be a human being, and I couldn't be a little bit abrupt and unrestrained, and I was really embarrassed in front of them.

After a while, Ode jumped down from the window sill and patted me on the shoulder: "You go. I will contact your classmates again about the translation. But, Qiao Fei, I invite you——Zu Zu is a Young fool—please make it clear to him."

Cheng Jiayang

I told Xiaohua that I would accompany the leader to visit France.

She was sitting on the sofa watching a video of her show, carefully manicuring her nails with a small brush.After hearing what I said, she froze for a moment, then looked at me: "When are you leaving?"

"The special plane of NO.15."

I came out of the shower, and there was her sweet soup on the table, and she served me a bowl: "Jiayang, try it, I learned this soup from my mother."

I took it, said "thank you", took a sip, and it tasted good.

Xiaohua slowly hugged me from behind, her body was soft and warm, with a faint fragrance.

"Jiayang, I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

What she said surprised me.

"On the [-]th day, I was just about to compose the script for the next program, so I couldn't accompany you to Paris."

"Fool." I put down the bowl, turned to look at her, "I'm going to work, and you're busy too, why are you sorry?"

She put her arms around my neck and looked softly: "But I always feel that Paris is the place we should go to. Speaking of it, it's true, Jiayang, we have never traveled together."

"There are plenty of opportunities."

She looked at my face carefully: "I am with you, and I feel very happy, so happy that sometimes I lack a sense of reality. I think, will one day, you suddenly disappear from my side?"

"I don't even understand what you're talking about." I stood up, "I went online."

I heard her laugh behind me, and looked back at her: "What are you laughing at?"

"No. Go online, I'll go to sleep."

When there is no need to prepare for the show, Xiaohua's life is calm and regular.She never goes to bed after eleven o'clock in the evening, she puts on the mask and then turns off the lights, and I face the computer by myself.

After modifying some materials for my visit, I opened the mailbox, and there was a long-term weather forecast for the French city of Montpellier in it.

Sunny, westerly wind, [-] to [-] degrees Celsius.

What a beautiful day.

I'm in a good mood, and it won't be long before I see Qiao Fei.

She said without hesitation that she would come to Paris to meet me, and her generosity was touching.

What will she look like now?Does she still remember what I look like?
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I handed the puppy to Rong Rong and asked her to take care of her. I told her incessantly that this southern girl was upset. I felt that I hadn’t finished talking, and I was still worried. Finally, I understood Zuzu’s noisy on the phone. .

I got on the high-speed train, accidentally got the wrong seat, and got into the car with overheated air-conditioning. Halfway through my sleep, I was so cold that I opened my eyes. When I switched to a warm seat, I couldn’t fall asleep anymore. I watched the scenery outside soberly. .

Some things come to mind in short, short paragraphs.

Cheng Jiayang and I met by chance, traveled together, made love, quarreled, and finally I ended the matter with a scissors, and he kicked me to France. Now, I left everything behind and went to see him.

Life is a mess, and we are two fools.

I was in a hurry to get out in the morning, and now I feel hungry.I took out the yogurt I brought, and the old woman sitting opposite said, "Girl, give me one."

I quietly looked at the person who sat across from me at some point, she was wearing a calico skirt that was so old that the patterns could no longer be seen, her long white hair was draped over her shoulders, her face was Mediterranean in color, black and red, Symptoms of flooding the sun, her face is furrowed and wrinkled, with a hooked nose like a witch's feet, and her body smells of old cheese.Most of these people are not easy to mess with, so I obediently gave her a box.

But she grabbed her hand: "What are you looking at?"

"Miss, you are so beautiful."

I think I'm still smart enough.

She listened, smiled, and the lines on her face softened: "When I was young, Francois and I were lovers. Francois, you know?"

"President Mitterrand?"

"That's what they call him."

"Haha, nice to meet you."

She was still holding my hand, not letting go.

"Miss, you eat yogurt, yellow peach flavor. You try it, I love it."

I want to get my hands back.

"Let me show you the palmistry, girl. Acquaintance is fate."

"I'm a Chinese player, and what you're looking at is a foreign line, so don't talk nonsense."

"What are you going to do in Paris?"

"meet friends."

"do not go."

I stay there.

The old lady let go of my hand and looked at me: "Please go back when you arrive at the station."

"I do not believe."

"Then give it a try."

She drank the yogurt and looked at the carriage ahead: "The ticket inspector is here, I have to go."

In fact, I am the most superstitious person. When I was in China, I always asked Bobo to help me predict my fate. Now I unexpectedly meet a French demigod here. She said such unlucky words, which made me feel uneasy.

I sighed, I went, just to see Cheng Jiayang, I want to thank him, I want to thank him for giving me the opportunity to study abroad that I dreamed of.We can't possibly have any more complications, I know that well.If so, how bad could things go?But that's all.

When I arrived in Paris, it was noon, and after walking around in the subway, I came up from the Place de la Concorde, and finally found the hotel where Jiayang was staying.

When you enter the door, you will see a banner written in Chinese and French: Warmly welcome the delegation of the People's Congress of the People's Republic of China.

Very stylish.

I didn't know what I looked like at this time, and I was stopped by the smiling lobby service manager when I entered the door.

"Miss, is she staying at the hotel or looking for someone?"

"I'm looking for someone." I said.

"Then please come here."

The foreigner was still smiling, and whispered to me: "We are receiving high-level VIPs here, and we have to strengthen control in terms of security. Please forgive me, just let us know." On the other hand, he said hypocritically, "Ah, you It's a miracle that you speak French."

I feel very uncomfortable, I don't need to check the room number, Jiayang told me earlier, I will go up to find him now, we made an appointment, and he is waiting for me.But I used to be too concerned about other people's face, so I let him go. When I got to the front desk, I was about to speak when I noticed a Chinese girl who was registering next to me.

The girl was dressed brightly, wearing a Louis Vuitton suit, and said in English fluently: "Hello, I am looking for Mr. Cheng Jiayang from the Chinese delegation, please inform me."

I put my head down, searched for something in my bag, and listened to what she said.

The waiter at the front desk said: "Miss, Mr. Cheng is waiting for you."

My hand shakes.

A waiter asked me: "Miss, can I help you?"

I looked up at this moment and met the departing girl face to face.

I look at her and she looks at me.

I have seen this face, such a beautiful, powerful, and energetic face, I remember her smiling when she looked at Jiayang with the winning ticket in her hands.I'm really confused now, Jiayang is waiting for her?what about me?
The girl looked at me and smiled: "Chinese? Hello."

Of course she didn't recognize me, I said hello, she had already left with the waiter leading the way.She went to see Jiayang who was waiting for her.

My backpack fell to the ground.

In the lobby of the hotel, there is an endless flow of rich people from all over the world, and the waiters who are full of spring greet and send them off. I am alone, alone.

Here in me, it is a cold empty city.

Cheng Jiayang

After the meeting, I stayed in the hotel and waited for Qiao Fei.Because of the long-term waiting, my heart has become a sensitive string, and even the slightest footsteps at the door will make my thoughts confused.

The front desk called to say she was here, and I went to the door to wait, and the door just got knocked, and I opened it.

Like falling into an ice cave.

Wen Xiaohua smiled like a flower: "Jiayang, I want to give you a surprise, why, are you waiting for me?"

Cheng Jiayang

I called Qiao Fei over and over again, but no one answered.

What happened?But she promised me that she would come to see me.

I don't know what face I have now, Wen Xiaohua is sitting opposite me, watching me smoking like a lunatic and making a phone call.

After such a long time, I stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the Place de la Concorde and the Tuileries Garden in the distance. It was actually dusk, and pedestrians came and went in the twilight.

In my heart, from the initial suspicion and disappointment, to now I am worried. Whether Qiao Fei comes to see me or not, she should always call me. She is a girl alone, and I am worried that something will happen to her.

I told Xiaohua honestly, after she came in, I said: "Xiaohua, I am indeed waiting for another friend."

She said, "Okay, let's wait together." Then she asked me, "Then you were surprised to see me, right?"

I nodded and started calling all the time, not having time to talk to her anymore.

Someone knocked on my door, and I ran to open the door. It turned out to be the accompanying secretary of the regiment, who told me that the leader had temporarily changed the plan. We will leave Paris this evening and take the express train to Brussels.

I said: "Okay."

Sitting down slowly, I felt a headache.

Xiaohua said: "How is it? Have you contacted her?"

"No." I shook my head.

"Then you go ahead and call her, what if she comes over and rushes away after you leave?"

I looked at Xiaohua, put my hand on her shoulder, I was so blatant, but she was so considerate of me, I said: "You are right, Xiaohua, thank you. I have to tell her not to come, I it's time to go."

"Call quickly. Find her." She handed me the phone.

But at this moment, my phone rang. I checked the number, and it was Qiao Fei calling.At that moment, I was thinking, how can I get rid of the delegation, I have to stay here and wait for her.

I picked up the phone: "Hello?"

"Jiayang."

"Where are you?"

I stood up at once.

"I'm in Montpellier. Listen, I'm so sorry, I have an important exam that I just finished. I forgot to tell you."

It doesn't matter, I said in my heart, as long as there is nothing wrong with her.

"Then when can you come over? No, or I will find you."

"No, no, I can't make it through, and you don't want to come here. I'm very busy recently, and I may have to go to another place for an internship with my instructor. I..."

I don't know what she's talking about, is she saying, we can't meet this time?I felt sore in my nose, and after a long time, I said, "Phi, why did you call me? I'm worried that something will happen to you."

"What's going to happen? Jiayang, I won't tell you anymore. Let's get in touch again, shall we?"

She hastily closed the line.

I looked at the display on my phone: 36 seconds.

For a long time, I didn't move.

Xiaohua asked: "Is it your friend? Is she calling you?"

I nodded and turned to look at her.

"How about it?"

"It's okay." I plucked her hair, and the woman I could touch was beautiful and lovely, "She won't come here anymore."

"Xiaohua."

"what?"

"We still have a little time. May I accompany you to a restaurant for dinner?"

"Okay." She hugged me.

"I'm afraid we won't be able to visit Paris this time, but maybe we'll have time in Brussels, don't you think?"

"With you, anywhere is good."

she kisses me.

Going downstairs to the lobby of the hotel, the manager saw us and came up to greet us.

I said, take my girlfriend to dinner.

The lobby manager said: "The steak is really good at the Flamingo Restaurant not far from the corner of the street. Please go there and try it."

I said, thank you, thank you, do you have an evening paper here?

He brought one right away.

When Xiaohua and I were walking out, I flipped through the pages, and the eye-catching headline read: Riots have increased in downtown Paris recently, and the government has increased its police force to ensure the safety of citizens.

Xiaohua snatched the newspaper: "Eat with me and still read the newspaper, do you see me?"

I laughed and let her throw the newspaper into the wastebasket under the porch: "Okay, let's concentrate on eating."

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I called Jiayang back, and he was sitting on a bench at Gare de Lyon, waiting for the evening train back to the south.

What the old woman told me was true. If I went back after getting off the train, I wouldn’t see anything I didn’t want to see. Up to now, my heart wouldn’t be so painful.

Jiayang is not wrong, of course I know he is waiting for me, but he has a new life, and has a wonderful girl who is as good as him.I am clear in my heart, I am not wrong, I will not cause trouble for him, I never want to cause trouble for him.

I had a headache when I remembered that I would have to find another internship place and do my thesis when I go back; in July, I might be going back to China, and after I go back, I still have to look for a job.These are very cumbersome things in reality, but thinking about them also has other effects. I feel that there are still many things to be busy. Emotional troubles are really a luxury, and I can’t afford them.

I was sitting in a daze when someone said to me: "Miss, who allowed you to come to Paris without the permission of the gendarmerie?"

I turned around, and it turned out to be Zuzu, wearing a uniform and leading a dog, on patrol.Yes, the train station is his territory.

My nose was congested, I looked at him and said slowly: "Zuzu."

He looked at me: "I'm asking you something, you don't understand French? Why didn't you call the gendarmerie before you came? I'm ready to greet you on the red carpet."

I laughed again.

He handed the dog over to colleagues, said a few words to them, and sat down next to me.

"Aren't you on duty?"

"Rest for a while, it's all right," he said. "I have good news."

"what?"

"I've been approved to go to Africa for peacekeeping."

I know this is his ideal, but I can't be happy, it is Africa, where wars and plagues are rampant.

"How long have you been going? Which country?"

"Ivory Coast. One year."

"Zuzu, you have to be careful."

"Of course," he said. "What's the matter with you, Fee?"

"What's wrong?"

"I've been looking at you for a long time. You have a clouded face and winking eyes. You look like you are about to kill yourself."

"Screw you."

"Hey, I haven't asked you yet, why did you come to Paris by yourself and didn't call me? What are you doing in Paris? It doesn't seem to be because of me, does it?"

At this time, I remembered Ode's words.Zuzu's face was in front of my eyes, young and handsome, without a trace of wind and frost, he was a pure boy.

"Zuzu, this is a long story."

"Would you like to say?"

"I would like to tell you."

"..."

"I came to meet a friend who I lived with when I was in China. However, I couldn't see him just now, so I was a little sad.

"Because there are too many differences, we can't be together.

"But I love him very much, and still do.

"He took some things away and he left some things in my life."

Zuzu's face held back a smile, and his expression was very serious.

I am saying such old-fashioned things, I have never said these things to anyone, and now I open my mouth, I suddenly feel a strong desire to tell, some secrets are buried in my heart, buried too bitterly, I am overwhelmed .

"We... He and I once had a shapeless child. I have no ability to raise him, so I have to... take him away."

He looked at me.

"So, Zuzu, maybe... I am really different from what you think.

"Also, I'm an unhealthy person. When I took that child away, there was an accident. I'm afraid I won't have any more children in the future.

"I always felt that I would live my whole life by myself."

I finished speaking slowly like this, and felt that my heart seemed to be really relaxed. I have been so tired of being a person who has secrets and pretends to be strong.

But I have no tears.

Zu Zu didn't speak for a long time. He took a deep breath, rubbed his eyes, and looked at me again: "Fei, do you want to give me a hug?"

After many years, I still can't forget the embrace of this French boy. When my heart was most fragile, I was in his gentle arms, like a small warm south wind, slowly ironing my heart Grim wound.

April [-]th, Paris, Gare de Lyon, this is an ordinary evening.

moment.

I just felt that Zuzu's arm suddenly became stiff, and he stood up in an instant, blocking me behind him forcefully.

Bright lights, loud noises, I covered my eyes with my hands, and I lost consciousness.

(End of this chapter)