Meet Allure

On the first night of the Chinese New Year, the "City That Never Sleeps" is quiet, and the first step you step in will make you wonder if you have gone to the wrong place.Warm yellow lights, lyrical pure music, there are more than a dozen couples on the dance floor cuddling together, swaying with the rhythm on the dance floor, there are lovers, some have just met, there are men and women, there are men and men, or women and Women are also filled with indescribable affection.

The former compartments were replaced with translucent screens, round tables of dark red fragrant wood, and stars all over the center of each table.In this specially created quietness, the communication between people is whispered. The difference from other coffee shops is that they hold wine in their hands, and the tables are just stops for them to find suitable drinks for tonight. "dessert".

"City That Never Sleeps" has a variety of styles, which may be why it is so popular.

Mu Qingyang sat alone in the center, ordered a glass of wine, and sat for four hours, rejecting countless men and women.

Wencheng's status in the "City That Never Sleeps" can be described as unusual. Not only is it the "queen", but she also seems to have business contacts with the proprietress. The employees in the "City That Never Sleeps" dare not disrespect him. No one dares to desecrate Wencheng. Like, they will not forget the boyfriend of such a character.

The bartender has been paying attention to Mu Qingyang's situation. He seems to have come from another venue, and his face has been blushing since he entered. His figure was shaking a little.

I don't know what's going on, but my intuition told the bartender that the proprietress should be notified about this matter, and he sent someone upstairs to call the proprietress, so after a while, the proprietress sat on Mu Qingyang's seat with her long curly hair on her high heels. On the opposite side, just sitting up and raising his eyes, he swallowed back the words that had reached his throat, and asked in surprise, "Do you have a fever?"

Yes, Mu Qingyang has been burning since the first night of snowfall, slept in the hotel for two days, today is the third day.At first, the bartender saw that Mu Qingyang's redness and instability were not due to alcohol, but due to illness.

When Mu Qingyang raised his head, his eyes were erratic for a few seconds, as if he was drunk. He fixed his eyes on the person in front of him, and seemed to be about to smile, but he just raised the corner of his mouth, "Where is he?" hoarse.

The scene where the proprietress was supposed to be a ruthless character suddenly had no place to rest, she sighed, "Forget it."

Mu Qingyang turned a deaf ear, clenched the hand holding the cup, there was no excitement in his eyes, instead he was too calm, he didn't seem popular, "Where is he?"

The proprietress glanced at his cup.Mu Qingyang noticed it, and his head immediately drooped weakly. He laughed twice, then shook his body and raised his face, "I'm not looking for trouble. I just want to know where he is."

"You are very sick and need to rest." The proprietress rested her hand on the table, raised her finger and wiped it lightly on the corner of her lips, as if she was handling the lip gloss on her lips, "I will arrange for you..."

"Okay, whatever you want," Mu Qingyang quickly cut off, "You can do whatever you want, where is he?"

The proprietress was silent, and looked at Mu Qingyang quietly. After a long time, she looked away first, and her voice was a bit awkward, "I don't know." Before Mu Qingyang could say anything, the proprietress looked at the dance floor and added: "Really I don’t know, how many times you come and how long you stay, I only have this answer. If I’m telling the truth, I can’t help you if you are really persistent; if I’m telling lies, then your persistence is useless.”

She couldn't see Mu Qingyang's reaction, so she paused and continued: "He knew you would come here to find him, let me tell you: give up looking for him, he has nothing to say to you, hate him or forget him , you live your life."

What does it mean to have nothing to say, what does it mean to hate or forget it, what do you live with...

That's so fucking cool, Wencheng.

"Sure, there's something." Mu Qingyang gritted his teeth and sneered, his consciousness began to slacken due to the over-excitement just now. , Mu Qingyang was lying on the table half unconscious.

The proprietress sent someone to send Mu Qingyang to the hospital, where he lay down for one night. The next day, when the proprietress went to see him early, she was told that he had already paid and left by himself.

There is no snow in Marseille all year round, and the winter will not be as cold as in China. Karina wears a fleece base on her upper body, wears a light-colored knitted sweater, and black silk on her lower body with long boots, showing a simple and rational beauty.

"Hey, my luckboy, look what we got, I'll let you know if I guess right." Karina was subdued by his appearance the first time she saw Wen Cheng.He likes to call him various nicknames. At this time, he is leaning on Wencheng's desk, holding a folder in his hand.

Wen Cheng looked up at the folder from all kinds of documents, signed the document, and handed it to Karina, speaking fluent French in a cold tone, with an unspeakable charm, "Sign, thanks .”

He and Karina's thoughts coincided with each other.Before they want to publish any works translated into French, they should first make magazines. First, the time and cost are not high, which is suitable for them who are just starting out. Second, it is easy to enter the public eye. After the income is stable, the risk of publishing books will be much smaller. , Three years later, Karina has deep experience in this area, and this road is safe.Chu Mo agreed, so Wen Cheng and Karina were busy with various copyright applications these days.

Seeing Wen Cheng get up, Karina asked, "Where are you going?"

"Appointment with a publisher." Wen Cheng had already walked to the door, and Karina smiled from behind, "Work can't cure pain."

They didn't even have all the staff here, so they didn't need to be in such a hurry at all, but since Wencheng arrived here, he didn't let himself be idle.

"Why?" Karina asked Chu Mo.

Chu Mo replied: "Save time."

"why?"

"afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

"It's too late, there are no people."

"What do you mean?"

"He meant to belong, Ms. Karina."