Reborn lady my biggest

Chapter 145 Roses Can't Represent His Heart

The slow restaurant that the master and the middle-aged woman pointed out was the one that Su Zi had met when he went out earlier.

It is not an eye-catching facade, pasted with colored glass paper, colorful glass, and a painting of a snail hanging on the door, representing the concept of a slow restaurant, and the business hours are marked on the business sign.At the entrance, there is a wooden sign, displaying the chef's recommendation of the day.

"This is Master's favorite restaurant. It looks inconspicuous, and the onion soup and lamb chops in it taste very authentic," Su Zi once found out during the conversation that this middle-aged woman had worked with Master for 20 years. Ms. Bao Qin, an assistant for many years, and the two became friends because of their cooperation. Don't let the master look friendly at the moment, he has a typical artist's temper, and he is uncertain.

The restaurant was almost full, and when Su Zizeng waited for someone to go in, he just grabbed the last table.For this, the master was proud for a while, dancing like a child, "Fortunately, I got it, otherwise there might not be any vacancies until ten o'clock."

This kind of slow restaurant and British and American fast food go to two extremes. The focus is on letting every taste bud of the guests enjoy the delicious food, instead of numbly stuffing food into their mouths and racing against time.Here, you can sit with your lover and friends for several hours, and wait until all the food in your stomach is digested, and then walk on the Champs Elysees and listen to the whispers of fallen leaves.

Although squeezed into a narrow alleyway with limited space, the owner of the restaurant still built a small performance stage in the middle. Under the warm lighting, a part-time violinist played continuously The aroma of the dishes that came makes people wonder where they are.

During the time waiting for the food to be served, let the master talk about some happy things around him from time to time. After Su Zizeng arrived in France, it was the first time he met such a funny person. The environment in which she lived made her very relaxed. You will laugh out loud at Master Jean's humorous tone.

After arriving in Paris, she seemed to be infected with the strong local atmosphere at once, leaving all her reserve and indifference behind.The crisp laughter seemed to be contagious again, attracting guests from several tables nearby to look over.

That Ms. Bao Qin watched with a smile most of the time, her eyes were gentle and reserved, looking at the two "children" who were very different in age.

Hang Yi Shao also said a few words first, and gradually, he fell silent.Slanting his left hand and tilting his head, he looked at Su Zizeng, who showed a mouthful of neat white teeth and trembling long hair because of a big laugh.Her cheeks were flushed from a large number of smiles, her slender hands moved between her mouth and her knees from time to time, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

What he was drinking was a rosemary tea recommended by the master, but Hang Yishao felt drunk after drinking, just listening to Su Zizeng's smile, Hang Yishao felt a little drunk.He likes to watch her smile, and he will unconsciously pull the corners of his mouth because of the corners of her mouth.The two young men sitting opposite each other, one behind the other, slowly and repeatedly changed their expressions.

The master suddenly stopped talking and laughing, and Su Zizeng was taken aback, thinking that the serving time was too late.Hang Yishao was also stunned. He looked at his watch, and just about to signal the waiter to remind him, he heard Master Jean exaggeratedly shouting.

"NO, Mr. Hang, you are not only slow but also rude." Let the master make a look of injury, "For an elderly person, it is impolite to remind him how fast the pace of time is."

Hang Yishao was a little embarrassed by the words, and when faced with old cunning tricksters like Master Rang, he suddenly became a jerky yellow-haired boy.

Let the master wave his hand, without any mechanical tool to remind the time on the wrist, "I don't even carry a mobile phone, I am a person who has experienced World War II, time is not important anymore. And my design does not need time , it only needs eternity, it is only responsible for keeping time chasing."

"Peter, I won't allow you to frighten this young gentleman again," Ms. Baoqin dissatisfied.

"Dear ladies," Monsieur Jean waved his hand again, "do you know why I like Paris more than London? Let's put aside the difference between English French fries and French dinner."

Both Su Zizeng and Hang Yishao asked him nonsensical questions and couldn't figure it out.

"Because there is Big Ben in London, oh, that thing has been around for hundreds of years. As soon as I walk on the streets of London, I can feel the panic when my eardrums vibrate, and time is not chasing me every moment," Jean The master grabbed the collar and made an oxygen-deprived movement.

It was the first time I heard someone say that they didn't like London because of Big Ben. Su Zizeng shook his head helplessly. Sure enough, artists all have the weirdest tempers.

"Let the master say that I'm rude, why do you say I'm slow?" Hang Yishao was both ashamed and a little unconvinced when he was interrupted by the master.

"Sluggishness is dullness, oh, the dishes are here," the waiter brought the dishes, and Ms. Bao Qin smiled and looked at the pair of young people.Let the master laugh at him, Hang Yishao has been involved in his heart and soul, but he doesn't know how to express his feelings.After the last laugh, Ms. Bao Qin couldn't laugh anymore. Everyone only knows how to point fingers at others, and how many people will know that they are the same way.

The dishes are really good, whether it is seasoning or processing, they are all superior to others, and only in such an environment and such a restaurant can we eat such authentic French cuisine.

"We old people are no younger than you. I have to go out for a walk and sit down again. The pants in my closet have to be customized again, and Baoqin is going to be wordy again." Suggest going for a walk.

Along the Champs Elysees, go straight down, there are many flower shops on one section, and then go down to the Seine River.On the banks of the Seine at eight or nine o'clock, you can occasionally hear the sound of water birds skimming the water.On the quiet river, the treetops by the river and the white moon in the sky are reflected.

The four of them walked side by side at first, and then slowly separated one after the other.

Mrs. Bao Qin and Master Jean walked very harmoniously. The two seem to often take walks by the river, even walking at a leisurely pace, and they cooperate well.

As for Su Zizeng and Hang Yishao, it was the first time in their life that they took such a walk after dinner, so when walking, it was Hang Yishao who always walked too fast and pulled Su Zizeng down.

After walking for [-] minutes, the two of them were in sync.Compared to Master Rang's forthright laughter from time to time, the two of them seemed too quiet.

Su Zizeng's eyes moved on the water plants by the river and the pair of figures in front of him, "Tell me, why did the master not confess his love to Ms. Bao Qin?"

Even Su Zizeng, who had just met the two, could tell within a short meal that the friendship between the pair of partners who had worked together for more than 20 years was not a simple friendship of colleagues.

Hang Yishao was thinking about asking about the relationship between Su Zizeng and Perot, but his thoughts were so twisted that he stuttered.It took him a while before he found the pair of eyes that were shining with interest in the dark night and the light. "It may be that they have been together for too long, and the intimacy and excitement between lovers has faded instead."

"That's what you men say," Su Zi sighed. "Women are different from men. In addition to sensory stimulation and curiosity, time will make women's feelings settle down." Because he was afraid of being heard by the people in front of him. Seeing that, she moved her steps and whispered in Hang Yishao's ear.Years of habits made her very used to such actions, and in a short while, she actually forgot to avoid the taboo.

Hang Yishao's heart was beating violently, he could feel Su Zizeng's breath tickling in his ears, and then her long hair sneaked into his collar, and his hand poked Come out, wanting to hold her in his arms.

"Thanks to Master Rang's hospitality tonight, how about we help?" Su Zizeng's naughty tone was still in his ears, and he had already run forward.Hang Yishao felt sad when he saw the hands that wanted to embrace her.

Su Zi once took Ms. Bao Qin to a row of flower shops, saying that she was buying flowers, and easily found Ms. Bao Qin's favorite flowers.Hang Yishao and Mr. Rang stood aside, listening to the chirping of the women inside.

"Young man, you have to work hard," let the master rarely lower his voice, and muttered beside him.Hang Yishao really couldn't laugh or cry, this old man knows how to educate others, but he has completely forgotten his own affairs.

Emotional matters are also interesting to talk about. The old laugh at the young and the young are dull, and the young feel that the old is numb. After all, it is hard to explain.

But Hang Yishao is a young man after all, he listened and watched, and immediately began to learn in a decent way.When Su Zizeng and Mrs. Bao Qin came out, he immediately walked into the flower shop. When he came out, he had already held a bouquet of red roses and pink roses in his hands. Then he gave the red roses to Mrs. Bao Qin, and the pink roses The rose was given to Su Zizeng.

"What a smart young man," Mrs. Bao Qin praised, and looked at the old urchin Master Rang who was still winking at the side, and sighed softly.

On the other side, Su Zizeng looked at the handful of pink roses, but didn't feel very happy.This is the first time Hang Yishao sent her flowers, although it was induced by her "matchmaking plan", but she doesn't like pink roses, on the contrary, she likes red roses.Having known Hang Yishao for so many years, unexpectedly, he still doesn't know what he likes.To say I'm not disappointed would be a lie.

Hang Yishao didn't know about this, out of habit, he thought that young girls would like pink roses.

That night, the four of them walked back and forth along the Seine, and then bid farewell to each other.Su Zizeng did not tell Hang Yishao her address in Paris, and she declined his invitation to move her to a better hotel.Although the start of this trip to Paris was somewhat unfavorable, the ending must be happy.That goodness can only be obtained through hard work.

The pink rose finally became an incomplete scenery in Lin Ying's small basement, and withered after a week.A more perfect scene is showing its corners in the flower shop on the banks of the Seine.

A wave of courtship triggered by flowers was still talked about by people in downtown Paris until a year later.Su Zizeng, who planned this frenzy, was quietly looking forward to the arrival of the next day.

(End of this chapter)