Mr.president, you are too gentle

When I ran to the top floor of the clock tower, I caught up with twelve o'clock. At noon one day, the huge pendulum on the clock tower began to tinkle, and a clear sound came from overhead with a deafening bell.

Fu Xiaoxiao followed Cheng shaozhao to the small rooftop on the top floor, followed by the clock that reminded the whole Paris. Fu Xiaoxiao leaned back a little and could feel the vibration from above to his body.

The heart secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "finally caught up." Cheng shaozhao whispered, like feeling and talking to himself.

The 24th floor is not very high for Paris, an international city. But there are no higher buildings nearby, so that the top floor of the clock tower has a unique scenery.

Fu Xiaoxiao took two breaths and calmed his breathing. Hearing Cheng shaozhao's words, he asked involuntarily, "what caught up?"

Cheng shaozhao's eyes fell on Fu Xiaoxiao. His peaceful face was expressionless. His eyes were heavy with a gentle smile.

The noon sun shone down from the top of his head, all of which were reflected into Cheng shaozhao's eyes. It absorbs endless light, and a pair of peach eyes shine even more.

He just looked at you quietly with amorous feelings and a smile on his mouth. He didn't say anything, but endless love was passed from his eyes. It was too gentle. Fu Xiaoxiao almost sank into those eyes.

The young man is handsome. His expression in the sun is as fresh as the tender green of weeping willows in early spring. All this deeply mapped to Fu Xiaoxiao's heart, and she also calmed down.

Cheng shaozhao doesn't seem to know how gorgeous he is now. The air is good and he is in a good mood. It's rare that I didn't care about pay. I was very patient to explain.

He raised his finger to the building below, and then extended his finger to the sky. "The place here is just above the sun at twelve o'clock. A hydropower plant has been built below. Rows of buildings on the roof collect solar energy. Every twelve days, the sunlight reflects and becomes a rainbow."

Fu Xiaoxiao looked down Cheng shaozhao's hand. Sure enough, there were a row of silver reflections below. Connected to the clock tower, there was a colorful rainbow. They are about to stand on the roof of the clock tower. When they see it so suddenly, it is like stepping on a rainbow in the sky.

It's beautiful. The sky in Paris is not as foggy and clear as Kyoto all day and all night. This wonderful rainbow makes Fu Xiaoxiao feel in a trance that he is on the horizon.

The beautiful is amazing. The bell has not stopped overhead, but the dull vibration gives people an inexplicable sense of excitement. No girl will resist the current environment. Fu Xiaoxiao is also very excited.

For a moment, they all forgot the estrangement between themselves and Cheng shaozhao. She was as excited as a child: "there is really a rainbow! It's so beautiful, but how do you know?"

As a person from Kyoto, I went to Paris on business not long ago. Such scenery is obviously unknown, and how could Cheng shaozhao know it. Fu Xiaoxiao was puzzled. A pair of Qingling eyes looked back and raised Cheng shaozhao.