The fate of the wealthy girl

early morning.

The early morning in London, England, is like a girl in memory of the past, sending out a fragrant and peaceful atmosphere.

All kinds of buildings, in the bright sunshine this morning, reflect the unique and elegant atmosphere. The window sill of wisps and elegant street lamps are so silent, but it is found that the city of England is a city that pays attention to details.

Tang Kexin, dressed in a white bottle neck sweater, grey tights, white flat shoes, a white coat, a high ponytail and luggage, walked out of a small hotel, stood in front of the green silk flower door, turned her head, looked at the hotel manager who was over 50 years old, raised the map in her hand, and said sweetly, "thank you ”

“bey……” The store manager, dressed in a black uniform, raised his hand to Tang Kexin.

Tang Kexin took a look at him, then picked up her luggage and walked out of the hotel. She looked at the London street which was projected by the sunshine this morning. The fresh and bright breath was scattered on the streets of various styles, releasing a slow and kind light. Last night, she walked a long way to find the hotel. Maybe the stolen wallet made her feel a little bit of the city Guard and hostility, but one night with the manager of the hotel, after getting along with poor English, she found that this charming city has given the people in this city too many beautiful characters.

Yesterday, the hotel manager used a dictionary to tell himself how to take the bus to King's Cross station. He also left a note in English for himself. If he didn't know how to get there, he would tell the driver the note or the taxi driver.

Tang Kexin walks forward with the box, holding a small blue letter with the fragrance of lavender in her hand with a smile. The British people are very strange. No matter what big or small things they do, they do it in a very serious way. For example, if they want to write a note for you, they will not pull the paper randomly on a certain page, but will use the small letter paper with great respect, To write down their foreign English, and then she could not help but think of the manager's modest smile to herself last night and said, "well, we are not as romantic as the French

Tang Kexin couldn't help laughing. After yesterday's experience, everything from last night to today has really made her feel like a spring breeze. Besides, there is another thing that makes her very happy. She stops and leans in front of an antique black street lamp. She looks up and looks at the street ahead. There are precious shops everywhere. Even in front of her, there are very expensive shops in China In Britain, it seems that the cosmetics shops are too cheap, and there are all kinds of spices that can't be found in China. They are all decorated in exquisite and unique ways, as if waiting for the art appreciation person to appear at any time wait a minute! None of this is the point, the point is

Tang Kexin's face was filled with laughter. Her eyes were bright and she looked at them brightly. At any time, many people were surprised. She felt that the pockets in her coat, those pounds, were in it. When she took out Zhuang Haoran's purse yesterday, she found that there was a piece of money in it. She took it out first, and there was no time to count it, until later When she came to the hotel, she hid herself on the toilet in the bathroom and counted it. A note, which is 50 pounds, is the head of the British queen. It is so majestic. Oh, no, at this time, it can be said that she is very kind Let's guess, how many notes did she count? She rounded up twenty

Twenty fifty pounds. How much is the total? A thousand pounds!!!!

My God! This man has a thousand pounds in his wallet! Why?

Tang Kexin was so happy that her eyes narrowed and laughed. After a day, she began to adapt to the city a little, and finally understood that in this world, maybe money is not everything, but it can really solve many problems! She finished thinking, her eyes twinkled again. She took the hotel, the remaining 30 pounds, and walked on sweetly, thinking, if I was tired, I would not take a double deck bus, I could take a taxi, ha ha

This silly girl, as long as someone is kind to her, will not know how satisfied she is to pull the box forward. She is still immersed in the small note given to her by the hotel manager. She also says in secret that when I return home, if someone asks me for directions, I must write down the route to others on glossy writing paper. This kind of deep respect is really a wave Man

She began to understand the carefulness of Zhuang Haoran's elegance, and came from there.

Tang Kexin put the blue note into her coat pocket, and then walked with her luggage. She saw a cakeshop outside the corner of the street corner. The coffee color design was full of personality. Inside the circular window wall, several foreigners were sitting in their seats with hot dogs, biting hot dogs and reading newspapers. She was very casual. She suddenly laughed and pulled Pick up the trunk and walk forward.

“good-morning……” Tang Kexin pulled the luggage, smiling sweetly, and pushed the door cleverly into the coffee shop.

“good-morning……” The owner of the shop, a handsome British man in his thirties, wearing a light blue shirt, a blue sweater, brown trousers, very personalized and handsome curly hair, was delivering coffee to a guest. Hearing the call, he turned his head with a smile and looked at Tang Kexin.Tang Kexin also smiles. She goes to the glass cabinet and looks at the bread in the glass cabinet with bright eyes. There are all kinds of bread, some of which have been seen in China and some have not been seen in China. She hears that the most famous British hot dog bag is hot dog bag. She points to a row of delicious hot dog bags by the glass cabinet and says, "this is it!"

“OK！” The shop owner knew that the sweet and lovely oriental girl didn't know English and didn't say much. He took out the hot dog bag with a smile and put it in the tray

Tang Kexin immediately took out a pile of pounds, unfolded it in her hands and looked at him warmly.

The shopkeeper laughed at her lovely action, and then drew two pounds out of a pile of pounds

The first two fat old men in their sixties were biting hot dog bags. When they looked over, they laughed and cried, "Oh..."

Everyone laughed.

Tang Kexin looks at them without understanding.

This is actually a hundred year old bakery. The hot dog bag is famous far and near. It usually weighs four pounds.

The shy and handsome English man looks at Tang Kexin with a smile.

Although Tang Kexin didn't understand, she thought it should be a very happy and sweet thing. She did not want to stretch out her hand, took the hot dog in her hand, said "thank you". Then she picked up her luggage with a smile, walked out of the store and bit the hot dog. Her eyes lit up and her mouth opened strangely. She had never eaten this rich and juicy food, but also had an infinite crispy and delicious taste The taste of the hot dog, and the bread is the best way, with very fragrant, even can be eaten, is just out of the milk baked out, milk lubrication and taste super extraordinary and romantic, she is really a good surprise to take the hot dog, drag the trunk, and then rush into the bread, look at the shop owner, happy to cry: "it's very much delicious!" (this bread is really, really delicious

"Ha ha..." The British handsome boy looked at Tang Kexin's sincere evaluation and laughed heartily!!

“thank-you！！” Tang Kexin is a person who loves food. She thinks that people who make delicious food are respected artists. Moreover, she finds that her talent has been lost, which makes her taste ordinary and interesting. She even feels the traditional and historical flavor of this bakery. This is the real tradition of this city!! Tradition is not amplification, but concentration!

Tang Kexin is very happy in a moment. He is eating hot dogs and pulling up his luggage. He continues to walk with a relaxed and happy pace. Because he is often injured, his healing ability is getting better and better!

The streets are becoming more and more lively, and the weather is a little warm. Last night's rain and snow swept away the gloom of London, and finally ushered in the bright weather.

Hearing that King's Cross station is still a little bit from here, Tang Kexin smiles with her luggage and a really fragrant hot dog. She turns into the small street and prepares to take a double deck bus again.

The moment of turning around.

A banpun Lamborghini slammed in front of the bakery!!

Zhuang Haoran is wearing a blue shirt, white slacks and a white sweater. He looks at the handsome boss in the shop. His good friend, Jackson, is busy delivering bags to the hotel. He wants to go in and ask if Tang Kexin is hungry around here. Will he go in and eat a hot dog? He thought for a while, maybe because he was too anxious, he thought it was impossible, so he shifted gears and drove on!!

Because of the fine weather today, the owner's wife pulled two baskets of crimson roses by the white chandelier with a smile, and then picked up the spray pot and sprinkled with beautiful drops of water.

"Hi!" Zhuang Haoran immediately got out of the car, looked at the shop owner's wife, showed a charming smile, and walked in.

"Hi!" When she saw such a handsome Oriental man, she also said hello with a bright smile and enthusiasm.

When Zhuang Haoran stepped into the hotel and saw the manager in black uniform, he immediately took out his mobile phone with a smile, unfolded a sweet and lovely picture of Tang Kexin, held it up to the store manager, a little sorry, but nervously asked, "use me! Did the girl live here last night?" Excuse me, did the girl stay here last night

The store manager lowered his head with a smile, took a look at the photo on his mobile phone, and said in surprise: "yes! She did! She is very cute and sweet!"

"Yes!" the manager looked at him with a smile.

"Is she still here?" Zhuang Haoran looked at the manager excitedly again! Is she still here

"No! She already left!" the store manager said with a smile. (no, she has left...)

Zhuang Haoran looked at him with disappointment, and then asked nervously, "DD you know where she is going?"At this time, the manager looked at Zhuang Haoran a little scrupulously, showed a graceful smile to keep secret, and said with a smile: "sorry, it is customer privacy, we can not disclose it"

as soon as Zhuang Haoran listened, he immediately took out his postcard and said, "I'm the CEO of Sisler Hotel, this girl girl……” (I'm the president of Heathrow Hotel, this girl This girl...)

Holding his mobile phone, he was stunned for a moment and looked at the store manager. Remembering that Tang Kexin called himself brother, he had to be in a hurry and then explained: "this girl is my little sister, she left me, due to some miss standings, now-i-want-find-her, she is in UK on her own, she doesn't-no-english-at-all. I'm very worried about her, please

The manager stood aside and took a picture of Zhuang Haoran, but still hesitated.

Zhuang Haoran looked at him and hesitated. In a hurry, he said, "please! i-have-been-looking-for-her-the-whole-night,please…… I went to see her last night Please

After he finished speaking, he anxiously unfolded the group photo of himself and Tang Kexin at the wedding, and showed it to the store manager!

The manager leaned forward a little and looked at a group of people in the wedding photos. He did see Tang Kexin put his hands in Zhuang Haoran's arms, and his head was on his shoulder. Smiling sweetly and happily, he looked up at Zhuang Haoran and said, "your little sister must like you so much, she looks happy..." (your sister must like you very much. Looking at the smile in the picture, she is very happy...)

When Zhuang Haoran heard this, his eyes were a little wet. He recalled that he threw a cold and sharp knife to her when she was most helpless and lost, and let her choose her own life so lonely. In fact, it was not a kind of giving up?

“OK！” The store manager looked at Zhuang Haoran with a smile and said, "she going to King gross."

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