Mr. Lin, you are heartbroken

In the capital of country F, there is no severe summer heat, and there is little rain but mostly cloudy days.

Jiang Lai likes this kind of weather. Holding an umbrella in her hand, she walks side by side with her lover in the romantic streets of Paris, from the Montmartre Art Square to the Louvre. Sadness, but I don't know where this sadness comes from.

Jiang Lai claims that he is not an artist, but when he sees the paintings of painters from the last century, Jiang Lai can't help feeling respectful.

Seeing her frozen, Lin Zhi asked in a low voice, "Like it?"

Jiang Lai shook his head: "I don't like it, but my aunt must like it very much."

"You are honest, why do you come if you don't like it?"

Jiang Lai blinked, raised his hand to touch the painting in front of him, but stopped in mid-air and retracted his hand: "Look, this painting is in front of me, I can't touch it, I like it but I can't get it, Then why do you have to say what you like?"

Lin Zhi was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and sighed: "What you said is too profound, I don't understand."

"It's not difficult to understand, because what I like is something that doesn't belong to me at all. It is impossible to say that I like it a thousand times and ten thousand times, so it is better not to say it, but if she belongs to me, I will Why don't you say it?"

What you like or don't like, what you don't belong to.

Lin Zhi was taken aback by her, she lowered her head in shame, she couldn't even understand what the children were saying, so what right did she have to let others call herself elder sister.

Jiang Lai didn't bother about whether Lin Zhi would give her a response. After admiring this painting, he went to the next one without any nostalgia.

After leaving the Louvre, ditties fluttered down from the sky, as if in a hazy room, covered with a layer of veil, adding a different kind of romance to Paris.

The Gothic buildings beside them constantly reminded them that you are not in the country, no one here knows you, and you can be yourself freely.

Jiang Lai propped up the umbrella, and pressed Lin Zhi and himself under the same umbrella. The umbrella opened and shrouded the two of them in darkness.

With the melodious sound of the violin in his ears, Jiang Lai said, "The Second Romance."

Lin Zhi was startled: "What... um."

The umbrella covered most of their bodies, where no one else could see, the two women kissed in Paris in the rain, warm and romantic.

One song, one kiss.

The umbrella was raised, the two women blushed, and the younger one looked at each other with a smile on his face: "I mean, you can generously say that you like me."

Answered the previous question.

But at this moment, Lin Zhi's body and brain were numb by that kiss. Kissing was like alcohol, even more intoxicating than alcohol.

Lin Zhi covered her lips with tears in her eyes. She trembled, unable to hide the joy in her heart: "Are you back?"

Jiang Lai nodded: "If I don't come back, my beloved's eyes will be swollen from crying."

The one who played the violin just now was an old man with a gray beard. Because the violin was caught in the rain, she was cleaning the violin and was about to leave.

Playing the violin on a rainy day is not good for the piano, but a song has already begun, and those who really love it will not allow it to stop halfway.

Jiang Lai walked up to the old man holding an umbrella and put the banknotes into the box. The old man looked up at them and thanked them in F language.

The two understood it, and responded with what they had learned before, and then there was no more communication.

Back at the hotel, the two bathed one after another to wash off the rainwater that fell on their bodies.

Jiang Lai came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, and saw Lin Zhi lying on the big bed in the hotel, with two slender legs dangling in front of her eyes, she stepped forward and pulled Lin Zhi's bathrobe off, blocking the two legs. A beautiful leg that made her swallow.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Lai asked, leaning forward and found that this person was searching for violin music on Baidu.

Lin Zhi turned off the phone, turned over and looked up at Jiang Lai, her half-dry long hair was scattered on the white sheet: "I still want to listen to that song this afternoon, but I forgot the name."

Although Lin Zhi is familiar with many musicians, she has never been interested in music since she was a child. In music class, she was like an idiot, and she was the target of ridicule by her classmates. She never expresses her opinions on things, even if there are artists under her who are idols, she is only responsible for publicity.

Jiang Lai chuckled: "It's the second romantic song."

"Oh~" Lin Zhi searched for the name on Baidu, clicked on the first video, and a familiar melody echoed in the room.

Jiang Lai lay down, his arms casually resting on Lin Zhi's waist, and his fingertips were rhythmically touching her back.

After listening to the song, Lin Zhi realized later: "You know?"

I remember that Jiang Lai's resume stated that he is tone-deficient, but how can he be able to beat the beat if he is tone-deficient?

Jiang Lai asked back, "Why not?"

As she spoke, she took out her phone, searched for a video, and clicked to play it.

In the video, there is a bedroom. There is a girl standing in the center of the picture. She stands with her back to the camera. The music is playing. The girl swings her body following the ups and downs of the music, and her right hand draws beautiful arcs in the air. This is not only It is an auditory enjoyment, but also a visual enjoyment.

Lin Zhi regretted that it would have been better if she had been there.

At the end of the video, Jiang Lai said leisurely, "Does that sound familiar?"

Lin Zhi nodded: "Sky City."

"Then does this performer look familiar to you?"

Lin Zhi realized later, as if discovering a new world: "Could it be you?"

"Well, when I was in junior high school."

"You are at this level in junior high school? Why do you like to play the violin? Do you know other instruments?"

Lin Zhi's eyes were shining brightly. Working as a manager for many years made her develop this habit. When she sees "baby", she gets excited and completely forgets that this "baby" in front of her has not only signed up to her company, but even belongs to her.

Jiang Lai thought for a while and said, "I don't like playing the violin. Other things... the piano and guitar are better, I can play the guzheng but I haven't learned it systematically, and I can play the drum set, but I put it on hold later."

Lin Zhi almost dropped her jaw in shock. This person is completely different from her, a music idiot and a music master?Does this count as learning from each other?

"Then you don't like the violin, what's your favorite?"

"Well... neither of them."

Lin Zhi felt that her jaw was about to dislocate. Is there such a thing as insulting?That is to say, they are in Paris and not in Versailles.

"Wait, besides music... you can't draw, can you?"

"A little bit."

Lin Zhi threw Jiang Lai down, hugged her waist, and buried her face in her chest: "If you want me to say, our future children should be raised by aunt."

Jiang Lai was made shy by her, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and said falteringly: "I'm not married yet... It's too early to raise a child."

That's right, not only are they not married, but few people know about their relationship. Leaving aside Jiang Chuanmin, Jiang Lai is not worried because Min Xuehua is here. What she is worried about is Lin Zhi's parents. ...

When he was in a trance, he suddenly lost weight in front of him. Jiang Lai moved his arm away and found that Lin Zhi had already walked to the suitcase and rummaged through something.

Jiang Lai sat up and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Lin Zhi didn't respond, and finally found a white box under a pile of clothes.

She cherished the box in her hand very much, and walked back slowly: "Actually, I bought it a long time ago, and I wanted to give it to you on Qixi Festival last year, but because of Qi Chuan, I had to advance the plan... I didn't know the style after so long delay Will it be out of date?"

Lin Zhi opened the box, and inside were two diamond rings, the diamonds were shining brightly.

She stood so stupidly in front of Jiang Lai, such a shrewd person, but at this moment she was like a log.

Jiang Lai recovered from the surprise, took the box from Lin Zhi's hand, and knelt on the ground on one knee: "Silly sister, you should propose to me on one knee, it's okay, it's the same if I do it."

"Will you marry me?"

It is a very simple and plain sentence, without the embellishment of flowery rhetoric, but it is extraordinarily sincere.

Lin Zhi's eyes were foggy, she stretched out her hand, her voice trembling: "I...willing, very, very willing."

The ring goes through the ring finger of the left hand. This is not imprisonment but happiness.

"Wait a moment."

Jiang Lai was stunned, thinking that this person was going to say something remorseful, but she picked up another ring in the box, imitating Jiang Lai, and said that sentence clumsily and cutely.

"Will you marry me?"

"Well, I would."

This time, let me protect you and love you.

Outside the window, the raindrops were crackling against the window, and the room was dark, except for the twinkling stars above the bed.

This is not the sea but you can still hear the sea hitting the rocks and the waves churning.

After taking a bath for too long, his skin was wrinkled and soaked. Jiang Lai raised his hand and put it in front of Lin Zhi's eyes, as if blaming her or coquettishly: "Sister, I've been soaking for a long time, I should go out."

"No."

Lin Zhi refused her, closed the door to prevent her from going out, lowered her eyebrows and bit her lips, ashamed to speak but had to say: "Not yet..."

"Then... just refrain from soaking for a while."

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At two o'clock in the morning, Luo Heng poked his head out from under the quilt. After waking up, he couldn't sleep anymore. He clicked on WeChat and scrolled through Moments in a bored way. Suddenly, a familiar profile picture made him sit up abruptly from the bed. This move even more frightened the man beside him.

Xu Dongdong cursed angrily, "Are you going to die?"

Luo Heng apologized, and then put the phone in front of his eyes. The light hurt Xu Dongdong's eyes. He was about to curse when his eyes suddenly focused on a name.

Jiang Lai.

Immediately feeling sleepy, Xu Dongdong rubbed his eyes, and confirmed again that the name was Jiang Lai.

It was a landscape photo, and there was a woman's back in the center of the photo. Xu Dongdong had seen it before, and he was very sure that this person was Lin Zhi.

It doesn't matter who that person is, it's more than half a year that Jiang Lai reposts on Moments is what matters.

Luo Heng: "Look at the background, it's in the Louvre."

Xu Dongdong: "Is she going to come back?"

Luo Heng hesitated for a moment: "It should be..."

With the help of Jiang Lai, they learned that Jiang Lai had temporarily retreated but could not get in touch with Jiang Lai. Although they didn't know what happened, they were very sorry.

Luo Heng hugged Xu Dongdong tightly, and murmured: "It seems that Jiang Lai and Lin are always together, and they are very happy."

Xu Dongdong sighed: "If you didn't choose the variety show with the fastest money because of me, you must be on the runway now."

Luo Heng pinched his face fiercely, and cursed: "You are going to sever ties with me, and I have nothing to do to redeem it? And as long as it is for you, I will be happy."

"Luo Heng..."

"Shh, it's getting late...do it again?"

Xu Dongdong: .... "Get lost."

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The author has something to say:

Lin Zhi: What else do you not know? !

江莱：没办法，太优秀了。感谢在2022-05-2623:09:52~2022-05-2722:48:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Yu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!