Leng Shaodu loves the genuine daughter

The early winter in France is still filled with a romantic atmosphere. The people in the streets and alleys are in pairs. This is the fifth winter that Anxia has spent in a remote town in France. Her waist-length hair was originally in the first place. When I arrived in this remote town, more than half of it was cut off, and the knitted scarf wrapped the long hair of the shawl.

An Xia stood at the stop sign of the bus station, waiting for the No. 27 bus. Since she came to France, she started her design work again. Studying Chinese cheongsam design is very popular in France as an oriental cultural transmission and clothing classic. The place where she works is a small cheongsam club managed by a Chinese couple.

When she first accepted this job, An Xia really liked it. When she was in her twenties, she didn't realize the charm of cheongsam. Fortunately, she can spend her energy and time on the things she is interested in. Don't get bogged down in past memories.

"Jingle bell... Jingle bell..."

The sound of the bus arriving at the stop rang, An Xia tightened her coat, and got on the bus with the crowd in front of her. As usual, there was the couple on the right side of her seat, wearing black and white checkered school uniforms, hanging together. Headphones, An Xia guessed that they must be listening to meaningful songs, just like she and Lu Yan did back then, because of a song, they would think of many, many things in the past! !

The scenery outside the car window receded to both sides at a constant speed, An Xia still turned his eyes over the right side, and looked at the middle-aged man next to him again. This morning, he was still holding a bunch of lilies, which was already the seventh time Well, this middle-aged man would bring a bouquet of lilies every Monday morning to pick up his wife from the night shift.

"It seems that your wife will be very happy today!!"

"Thank you, I'm a little late to go out today, but fortunately I caught this bus, otherwise my wife will be sullen again."

The middle-aged man beside him smiled lightly, dimples were faintly flashing at the corners of his mouth, and there were doting eyes between the corners of his eyes and brows. An Xia was very envious. The man in front of him must love his wife very much, An Xia thought With a faint smile.

"An Xia, you should smile more, you look beautiful when you smile!!"

The two were talking in fluent French, and soon the middle-aged man arrived at the stop, and before getting off the bus, he still gave An Xia a hug as usual.

"You will definitely meet a man who cherishes you, An Xia, goodbye!"

Nodding his head and smiling to bid farewell to the middle-aged man sitting next to him, An Xia leaned his head on the car window, looking at the scenery outside the window with a calm expression, the words just now floated in his mind: You will definitely meet a man who cherishes you! !
Where will the person who cherishes her be at this moment?Five years seemed too long for them, and the originally fermented emotions expanded little by little under the brewing of time. She missed Lu Yan and everything about the past.

After arriving at the station, white snowflakes had already floated outside the car, and it is rare to encounter snowing weather so early in the early winter season.

"Good morning, An Xia!"

The proprietress of the clubhouse was wearing a lavender cardigan jacket, squinting her eyes to greet An Xia. She is an overseas Chinese who has settled in France. Her ancestral home is in the south of China. She is a typical Xiaojiabiyu, but her body is a bit tall, and her shoulders are larger than that of ordinary women. It is wider and taller, so I like to wear clothes I designed myself.

"Good morning, lady boss!!"

"It seems that we can enjoy the ultimate romance again this winter. The snowy weather is the most suitable for strolling on the streets. An Xia, would you like to go out with me?"

"Now? But at ten o'clock, there is still a VIP customer who will come here to order clothes, and the customer will arrive in an hour."

An Xia kindly reminded that the proprietress of this club has always been a bold person, always thinking of what to do with enthusiasm, and more than once when she was at work, she took her to wander the streets and alleys in search of so-called design inspiration.

"It's okay, there are other people in the store, you go with me, let's find a story, and help you find a love partner by the way!!"

Hearing the proprietress's request, An Xia had no choice but to let her drag her out of the gate of the clubhouse. However, just after she left, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped outside the gate of the clubhouse. White snowflakes were clinging to the window. After the driver stopped the car, he immediately got out of the car and opened the door of the rear compartment.

What came into view was a tall and handsome figure, wearing a brown pullover sweater and a black windbreaker outside. The angular facial features showed the inherent posture of Asians, and the black pupils had the power to see through everything.

"Hello, welcome, do you have an appointment?"

The colleague who was left alone greeted the Asian-level guests in front of him politely and politely in English.

"Hello, I made an appointment in advance. The time is ten o'clock. I may have come earlier!" The person who answered was Lu Yan. I made a visit to find out some news about An Xia.

"Okay, please wait a moment, because the appointment time has not yet arrived, you can wait in the rest area, where there are corresponding services, you can learn about the information of the club while waiting for the designer."

The front desk staff of the club took Lu Yan to the VIP leisure area. Although the club is located in a remote town in France, there are many guests who come here especially for the name. Most of them are foreigners who like oriental culture. The eastern man suddenly became agitated.

Subconsciously, Lu Yan noticed the abnormality of the waitress in front of him, so he deliberately answered in Chinese.

"I get it, thank."

"You are really a guest from China!" Although the Chinese of the waitress seemed a little jerky, but the pronunciation was still standard, Lu Yan nodded.

"Yes, isn't it like it?"

"No, all the colleagues in our club are also Chinese, but you just went out with the wife of our club before you came here."

It is very common to meet Chinese people in a foreign country, and Lu Yan didn't think too much about it, just smiled.

"Are any of your designers here Chinese?"

"Of course, the wife of our club is also Chinese. She also participated in the design of many dresses. Here are relevant information, including the introduction of all the designers in our club. Because it is an internal material, it can only be provided in the club area."

After Lu Yan thanked the hostess, he sat down in the rest area. It was the tenth day after arriving in France. Design companies, large and small, have been everywhere. Now they can only search for small clubs one by one. Compared with the large bureau setting companies, the latter obviously needs more energy. After all, it is difficult to buy the internal information of these designers in the market, otherwise why would he spend time rushing to this remote French town.

On the other side, An Xia, who was accompanying the proprietress of the clubhouse, didn't know about Lu Yan's arrival. Instead, she walked arm in arm with the woman beside her in the square in the center of the town. In the snowy season, the scenery of this square is even more fascinating.

"Look, An Xia, there are street performances over there! Let's go and have a look!"

The proprietress, who likes to be lively, dragged An Xia involuntarily and rushed into the crowd. Many people gathered in the southeast corner of the square. They seemed to be enjoying some performance, but they could clearly hear the sound of music from a distance of more than ten meters. It was only after An Xia and the proprietress squeezed in from the surrounding crowd that they could see clearly that a dance party was being held inside.

"Shall we try, look, a group dance!"

"No, I'm not very good at dancing such a fast-paced flamenco. I can't stand the passionate dance."

As soon as the voice fell, the originally brisk music came to an end. As agreed in advance, the crowd who had been dancing together quickly dispersed and became groups of two and two. Under the snowy scene, everything around becomes ambiguous.

"This song is so familiar, An Xia, Mariah Carey's "Without You" is your favorite!!"

The gentle prelude, the low and soft piano music reminded An Xia of Lu Yan, who was also accompanied by this music when he met him when he returned to China for the first time after losing his memory, and now it has been so long since that encounter, Gone were the twenties at the time.

"Ma'am, the music is good, do you want to dance together?"

An Xia misses everything about Lu Yan, even if it is only a song, as long as it is related to his memory, it will be extended to Lu Yan unconsciously. These days in France, she deliberately ignores all news related to Lu Yan, In particular, she was unwilling to touch domestic TV and news, worried that she would see all the news about the Lu Group, and also afraid to face the figure she missed in her heart.

"An Xia, I didn't expect your pas de deux to be so good. Women who can dance well in France are very popular. Do you want me to find a male partner for you?"

"I think the proprietress can consider changing to a male dance partner. We have been out for a long time. Be careful that your husband and son-in-law make you angry. Let's go back!"

The two people who had danced hand in hand unexpectedly laughed at the topic of conversation. An Xia untied the knitted scarf around her neck. The strenuous exercise made her feel a little stuffy, so she casually put the scarf around her neck, revealing her white neck. There is nothing left, the lines are soft and neat, and a few strands of broken hair are stuck to the ears, and layers of sweat can be vaguely seen.

"An Xia, I haven't exercised like this for a long time. It's just a few steps of dancing and dancing. It seems that I am really old. Let's take a taxi and go back later."

"Forget it, I'd rather go back on foot. Shouldn't it be more romantic in the streets and alleys in snowy weather? Ma'am, don't forget that we came out to find romance."

The woman beside her put all her weight on An Xia's shoulders, with a coquettish look on her face.

"Do you think you will suddenly meet someone Lu who you never forget in this street?"

An Xia's boss is very clear about the existence of Lu Yan, the secret of love is the thing women don't mind sharing the most, An Xia is used to listening to the boss's wife making jokes about Lu Yan.

"If it was in China, it might not be possible to meet him, but I would like to borrow your words, since I am in the romantic capital of France, maybe I will meet him in a street or alley. After all, I miss him very much, but Shouldn't we consider going back the same way now, if we don't go back, I'm afraid it will delay the business?"

After persuading An Xia earnestly, she took off the knitted scarf around her neck and wrapped it tightly around the woman beside her. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, she saw an unexpected figure, which made her lose her mind , in the snowy square, with familiar songs still floating in my ears, I couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality for a while! !