luck on thursday

He has never played a hot air balloon. This kind of exciting and leisure excursion has always been one of his exclusions, which is expensive and time-consuming.

Although the bigger reason is that Lin Qingyang has never traveled, so naturally he couldn't see them in the scenic spot.

But Mr. Lun’s yearning for hot air balloons did not disappear when he was a child. After all, he often saw on TV that some people stood in hot air balloons and went up to the sky, looking down on the land like a bird, looking as comfortable as in a fairy tale And free.

They walked out of the pedestrian street, Louis gestured casually, and the driver who had been silently following them immediately drove over and stopped in front of them.

The expensive license plate made the surrounding people exclaim, and quickly recognized that it was the car of Fitzgerald's family, but they didn't see who the boy who got into the car in front of Louis was, and the car drove away all the way.

A group of people gathered in twos and threes to deliver the news just received: "Mr. Wilfried and Mr. Bulmer have just had a quarrel in the corner cafe because Mr. Wilfried has a young boyfriend..."

"What! Wilfried is looking for a boyfriend!"

"But," wondered the person who asked, "what does it matter to Bulmer that Wilfred is looking for a boyfriend?"

Hot air balloons are one of the major attractions in Fitzgerald, even the locals will go up and take a ride when they have time. It is cheap and affordable, and you can see different scenery all year round.

When Lin Qingyang and the others arrived, there was already a long queue, and the guests in the queue turned their heads one after another, curiously observing this unusual-looking black car.

A person who recognized the license plate number whispered in surprise: "The Fitzgerald family's car!"

Lin Qingyang leaned on the car window, saw the crowd outside through the car window, and suddenly felt inexplicably timid.

He turned around and tugged on Louis's sleeve: "Louis, there are a lot of people, or we will come back later? This way we don't have to wait in a long line..."

Unexpectedly, Louis raised his hand, stroked his hair, and said softly, "No one is in line."

As soon as he twisted the handle of the car, the car door opened smoothly. People exclaimed as the door opened, and a young man in the car got out ignorantly, followed by his butler, who stood beside him and gestured: "Master, look at this!" side--"

Lin Qingyang looked to the side following his line of sight, and saw a brand new, undeployed hot air balloon and a newly painted passenger basket, as well as the staff operating the hot air balloon running over from there, enthusiastically said: "Mr. Wilfried! And this young master, come to take a hot air balloon?"

Louis nodded, and the other party happily started to ignite.

"This is……"

"Our own hot air balloon," Louis hugged him from behind, and Lin Qingyang was pushed up by his strength, standing in the manned basket, "Of course there is no need to line up."

The hot air balloon inflated, the chain was fastened, and the switch was turned on. When the man pulled the fixed rope, Lin Qingyang's feet trembled. Passed over, the hot air balloon swayed, and the person operating the balloon shouted happily:

"Fly!"

fly!

Going straight up, flying to the sky above, Lin Qingyang grabbed the railing of the hot air balloon, and Louis stood behind him against his back, preventing him from accidentally falling off the railing.

Lin Qingyang's hand was holding onto the railing, and Louis was vainly resting on his wrist.

Only then did Lin Qingyang realize that Louis was so much taller than him, and he even had to raise his head high to get close to his ear and say, "The balloon flies so high!"

Louie looked down at him quietly, grey-green eyes filled with a smile.

Lin Qingyang was stunned suddenly, and saw the beautiful scenery of the town from Louis' pupils, the light golden sunlight and the long green leaves flickered, the green hills were hidden like ghosts, and a large flower field at the gate of the town swayed in the wind.

He heard Louis leaning over slightly and calling him, "Master."

Lin Qingyang turned her head in a daze, and saw the far north, revealing a touch of blue that was different from the sky——

It's the sea!

Only a small corner of the sea is exposed, but it is the half-covered appearance that makes people reverie, the blue waves are sparkling, the white waves are ups and downs, and the blue color is like the last paintbrush covered with paint in summer. The depths of the book are repeatedly described.

Louis smiled behind him, the fingers on his wrist tightening slightly.

The young man has never seen the sea. This kind of childhood dream that is unattainable has long been obliterated by reality, but there is always a trace left, and now it will be revived with the arrival of luck!

"Louis!" Lin Qingyang said solemnly, a little inconspicuous flash suddenly appeared in his eye sockets, "I still have, there are so many things I want to do!"

All those who comforted himself that he had no time, no money, and no meaning, but he can realize it now, even with the help of others.

Let him be crazy for the last time in these three months.

……

As soon as he got back to the ground, Lin Qingyang immediately took out a new notebook from the cabinet of the car, and quickly wrote down all the things he could think of, the things he wanted to do but had no money or time to do, although the moment was short, but The bursts of inspiration are endless.

Lin Qingyang immediately captured a few of them, wrote them down on paper, and made a row of lists.

Turning his head, he saw Louis's expression was a little subtle.

"What's the matter?" Lin Qingyang tilted his head, but didn't understand what Louis wanted to convey through his eyes, "Is... is it because the price is too high?"

He immediately lowered his head and looked at every item in the small book. Some of them were indeed expensive, and the Fitz Manor could afford them, and he probably wouldn't like a person who pushes forward.

So he bit the cap of the pen, and said vaguely with some regret: "Then delete some, it doesn't matter if you cross out a few."

Louis immediately pressed his wrist, and with a little force on his fingers, the tip of the pen moved away.

"Of course not, just do all the things you like," Louis smiled distressedly, as if remembering something, "I just remembered something from the past."

For example, he couldn't be more familiar with the wish list made into a list. As expected of the little prince of the Fitzgerald family, even this habit can be passed down.

As he spoke, he remembered the list that was rolled up and stuffed in the far corner of the study cabinet, and the last item on it could finally be struck out.

"Will Philip support me? I did write a few things too much." Lin Qingyang was looking forward to it.

Louis pampered him of course: "It's not an exaggeration."

Lin Qingyang originally thought that Louis was talking politely to him, but when he saw Philip in Wagner's room the next day, he realized that Louis' connivance was not worth mentioning.

Philip took a look at the list and frowned instantly.

Lin Qingyang's heart tightened, wondering if some of them could not escape the fate of being deleted: "Is it me..."

Philip sighed: "Joe is too frugal, so what should I do?"

Lin Qingyang was stunned: "Huh?"

While talking, Philip turned the wheelchair and took out a pen from the desk. Wagner, who was also in a wheelchair, got off the bed and leaned over tremblingly to discuss something in a low voice.

While talking, he crossed out what Lin Qingyang wrote "Hold a banquet in the room of Fitz Manor, invite friends to come and play", and wrote a series of cursive characters "Hold a banquet in the hall of the manor".

Suddenly Wagner also frowned, turned around and asked Lin Qingyang seriously: "Joe, do you like the sea?"

Lin Qingyang was already a little puzzled, logically speaking, all of this was beyond his expectation, who would dislike others who spend less of their own money: "I like it very much."

Wagner laughed happily in an instant, and squeezed his eyes at Lin Qingyang. Philip immediately understood what he meant, and suddenly realized.

The two of them got together and changed the 'Manor Hall' into a private cruise ship. At the same time, they wrote a series of all imaginable circus acrobatic bands and other miscellaneous things. Happy.

Louis glanced at the words on the list, and shook his head: "This band is not very good. The one on Xibo Street is also ranked high on the World Orchestra. Give the young master a little bit of attention."

Lin Qingyang felt like a stupid goose being fed, being pinched and fed things into his stomach that he couldn't even imagine before, such as cruise parties, things that could only be seen in movies, or There are famous bands that even he yearned for, wanting to hear a concert but succumbing to poverty...

Only then did he realize that the first band that was crossed out was also extremely famous, so he asked stupidly, "Why doesn't the one in front work?"

Louis understated: "Because this show can perform for 800 million yuan for four hours, it's a good deal."

……Oh, God! ! !What kind of bargain is this? ! !

Apparently, the whole family of Fitzgerald felt that this was a good business that you can do as you like, and they didn’t think that seven digits was a small sum. Philip even nodded with a smile, praising Louis for his thoughtfulness, and then several people Continue to murmur about who else to invite to the party to be more lively.

The servant dressed in Wagner came around the corner and asked the master about the lunch arrangement.

The host, who was busy revising the list and adding items to it with great interest, didn't hear it at all. Lin Qingyang raised his eyebrows and said seriously: "It's enough for them to eat, really."

"At that time, I will invite others to come. Joe's friends will not be too many. On such a big cruise ship, it is not interesting if there are not many people, but it will look deserted," Wagner said and began to cough. The servant walked around Philip, He went back to the bed with him, but the old man stubbornly refused, "Why do you go back, if you lie down again, your bones will really break."

Philip planned to take out his contacts accumulated over the years from his small book, but Lin Qingyang hurriedly stopped him.

He pinched the corner of Philip's sleeve, and said a little embarrassedly: "I didn't want to meet many people this time, and I didn't even want everyone to see me. I just wanted to experience what this kind of party feels like."

So it's cheaper to do it, and you don't need to spend so much trouble-have you seen his extremely sincere eyes?

Philip pretended not to see it, but kept glancing at him out of the corner of his eye.

Louis pondered: "Master, do you want to be smaller? Then buy this one. The original one may be a little bigger."

His tone was as natural as "the size of this shoe is a bit wrong, it's better to change to a smaller one".

However, when Lin Qingyang saw the cruise ship purchase manual he took out from some corner in his hand, he almost lost his breath.

This is probably the careful calculation of the rich.

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