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Mu Qingyang usually stays at home, Mu Qingyue came over to make a phone call, and said concisely: "Do you want to go out for a walk?"

"where?"

"France, Marseille of Provence."

So there were three more days before Mu Qingyang's 25th birthday, and Mu Qingyang got on the plane to Marseille.

"Mom asked me to go to Dad's study to find the cookbook she threw there. Guess what I saw? An insurance document, the insurer was Wencheng, and the beneficiary... was Mu Qingyang. April [-]th The mailing address is Marseille, France." Mu Qingyue said, "I came back before my birthday, and my mother just went out to buy matcha powder. This year's cake will taste like this without accident."

It turned out that even with a high fever, he was obsessed with finding out the whereabouts of Wencheng. Now that he has the detailed address, Mu Qingyang is not in any mood. He booked a plane ticket, received two sets of clothes, and even got on the plane. No idea.Probably because of the fever at that time, Mu Qingyang clearly remembered his strong desire to find that person, but he couldn't remember why he was looking for him and what he would do after finding him.

There was a roar, and there was swelling in the ears, and the suffocation passed for a while. There was only the noise of the engine in the plane, and the heavy drowsiness hit.

Being bullied in kindergarten made people cry, being isolated in elementary school, whispering by the psychiatrist, hugging and smiling from the shepherd mother, lingering smoke and youthful memories of chaotic fights, and finally the same smile, people passing by all the time .

The screen shakes, and Mu Qingyang realizes that he is eating. The lunch box is pink, and Yi Zhen often uses it.He looked up, his face was on the opposite side, that "he" looked at him and said, "You are very good. I can find a way to satisfy you whatever you want, and I can accommodate you in anything... If you are with me Together." "He" just looked at him with cold and rational eyes, and Yi Zhen's shadow was clearly reflected in his eyes.

If you change the content just now to "the direction of gravity is always vertically downward", there is no violation.

Mu Qingyang seems to be possessed by someone, the perspective is from this person, but his body is out of control.He put his chopsticks horizontally on the lunch box, and asked "him" with a smile: "This sounds very exciting. But Mr. Mu, your tone seems to be begging... um, or rather, seduction."

"He" was silent on the other side, his brows were slightly frowned, and the discomfort between his brows was clearly visible. When he looked at him again, his eyes were calm, "My original lover was a man."

Mu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and after a long silence, he asked, "I'm surprised. Why... tell me this?"

"Because it's true, and I loved him." "He" couldn't tell whether it was shame or tenderness in his eyes, "You are fine, we are together, and I will always be with you forever, so I can't, I won't There will be something to hide."

He thought for a moment, "Are you asking for my permission?"

"Yes." "He" said.

Mu Qingyang smiled slightly, "If I agree, can we be together forever?"

"If you're not in the mood to leave, yes."

Because of this, Mu Qingyang's smile gradually subsided, and he became serious: "If I cook a dish that he is good at, you will think of him. If the taste is different, you will recall him, and maybe you will not be able to eat."

"He" frowned, as if to retort, but he stopped him, "Mr. Mu, I don't mind that you loved men, but I do mind that you still love others. Women are always cautious.

"You still love him, Mr. Mu, a woman's sixth sense is very accurate."

His body shook, and Mu Qingyang's perspective suddenly changed. The person sitting opposite was Yi Zhen, still with an ordinary appearance.Stripping away emotions and talking about reality and three views, she has a serious expression, a faint smile, and clear and clean eyes.

Only then did Mu Qingyang realize that he was wrong.

She is not inferior to other women he has met, she is a shark pearl buried in the sand, and it is necessary to patiently wipe off the fine sand covering her body to discover her precious beauty, which is worse than many diamonds.

"Mr. Mu, you are really a very gentle and gentle person, otherwise you wouldn't have told me these things. Thank you. It's great to like you."

Woke up, covered in sweat.

The announcement sounded on the plane's radio, and the sweet voice of the stewardess announced that they had arrived in Marseille, asking passengers to fasten their seat belts and not to walk around casually.

Mu Qingyang turned his head to look out the window, the blue sky and white clouds.

After getting off the plane, the feeling of foreignness is very strong, but it is not completely unfamiliar. It is the summer vacation, and many Chinese people come to Provence to travel, and there are quite a few people who have taken a fancy to Marseille, so they always have a sense of belonging.

Mu Qingyang had already reserved a hotel, and was found by the hotel staff as soon as he got out of the airport. He was a handsome young man who held up a photo of Mu Qingyang. When he saw Mu Qingyang himself, he greeted him with a smile. The photo was passed to Mu Qingyang said in English: "Mr. Mu, do you have any arrangements, go directly to the hotel or should I help you bring your luggage into the room?"

"Go directly to the hotel." Mu Qingyang's English is not bad, he speaks fluently without any local accent.

The little brother responded, took the suitcase from Mu Qingyang's hand, opened the car door for Mu Qingyang,

After arriving at the hotel, Mu Qingyang fell asleep after completing the formalities. The dream on the plane was too tiring, as if he had lived his life all over again. The only unreal thing was that there was no Wencheng in the dream. He was in the dream I didn't realize it at all when I was dreaming, and I didn't realize it until I woke up from the dream.

The detailed address of Wencheng was recorded in Mu Qingyang's mobile phone. Mu Qingyang checked it with a map. It was not a residential area, but probably his studio.

Mu Qingyang turned off his phone and put it on the bedside table.

He is tired and wants to sleep well without being disturbed by anyone.

Maya is the proprietress of this coffee shop. A woman in her 30s gave birth to a pair of twins, but her alcoholic husband fell to his death at this time. She was the only one left to take care of the two newborn children.Her shop is not big, and there are only a few things she makes back and forth, such as bread and coffee.But thanks to the good-hearted people, her coffee shop has never been full of guests.

Because Maya has to clean the store every morning, she opened the store early as usual. It stands to reason that there will be no one on the road at this time, so the Asian man sitting on the bench outside her store caught her attention.Maya thought she was waiting for her to open the door, so she asked him apologetically, "Do you need to come in and sit down?"

Mu Qingyang turned sideways to see that she didn't speak. Maya thought he didn't hear clearly, so she asked again. Only then did Mu Qingyang confirm that the person she was talking to was really herself. , he still couldn't understand, so he could only ask in English: "Can you speak English?"

Maya suddenly realized, and replied in English: "Yes. Are you a guest? Do you need to come in and have a seat?"

Mu Qingyang looked back at her coffee shop, the floor-to-ceiling windows, sitting by the window to see the outside view is very good.He smiled at Maya and agreed.

Maya poured Mu Qingyang a glass of warm water, and asked him to sit for a while, waiting for her to finish mopping the floor.

Mu Qingyang saw that after she finished mopping the floor, Maya had to clean the table, and after the table was wiped, she had to replace the flowers on the table with fresh ones. At any rate, Mu Qingyang was a man, and there was a man and a woman in this small space. Only one woman was left busy, and he couldn't sit down.Mu Qingyang took the rag from Maya's hand, Maya saw his surprised expression, "Guest?"

"Let me do it," Mu Qingyang said, already getting started, "Anyway, I have a lot of time."

"This... doesn't seem good." Maya looked uneasy, not knowing what to do behind Mu Qingyang.

"How about it," Mu Qingyang wiped the table, and nodded on the table, "Give me the place here today, don't drive me away."

Maya didn't know whether to cry or laugh, but the guest didn't look malicious, she shook hands and nodded: "As long as you don't leave, I will definitely not drive you away."

After the two finished cleaning together, two boys in loose clothes and messy hair ran down from the second floor. They looked exactly the same, and at the same time shouted to Maya: "Mommy, good morning." The picture is so weird.

Maya quickly put down the cup in her hand, stepped forward and hugged the two little guys, kissed each of their foreheads, and replied in French: "Good morning, my little ones, how are you sleeping?"

"Fine," replied the boy in blue plain clothes.Another boy in pink immediately said, "But we're hungry, Mommy."

Maya smiled happily, patted the two people's buttocks, and drove them to their seats, "Mommy is making coffee, and I will make bread for you later."

The two children ran to sit next to Mu Qingyang's table, and they both looked at this handsome Asian man curiously. The blue boy said something to the pink boy ear to ear, and the pink boy looked at Mu Qingyang in disbelief. Qingyang, Mu Qingyang looked out of the window with his chin propped up, not interested in inquiring about the two children. Maya brought coffee and bread, and when she gave the bread to the two children, she noticed the impolite staring of the two children, so she knocked on each of them. , "Look at what?"

"Mommy," Pink Boy said in a grandma's voice, like a thief, "brother said that man is God."

Maya looked at Mu Qingyang in surprise, and then at Lan Haier, "Why?"

Seeing his mother's serious look, Lan Hai'er's eyes became a little flinching, and he muttered, "I saw it on Mr. Wen's cell phone, and he told me it was God."

Tong Yanwuji, Maya's child, couldn't help laughing, shook his head and turned to put the coffee in front of Mu Qingyang, only to find that the man was looking at him straight.

Maya touched her face twice, "Sir? Is there something wrong?"

"I heard the word 'wen' just now, is it Chinese?" Mu Qingyang asked.

Recalling what Lan Haier said just now, and then contacting the man's problems and behavior, Maya seemed to realize something, and replied uncertainly: "A regular customer, the two children like to make trouble with him."

Mu Qingyang nodded, turned his gaze back again, and pointed his fingertips at the opposite building, "There, when will it open?"

Maya looked up at the clock, "There is still half an hour." After a pause, she asked again, "Is the sir here looking for someone?"

"No," Mu Qingyang picked up the coffee and took a sip, no sugar or milk, pure bitterness, he said, "just to see the scenery." I don't remember drinking coffee only pure, it turned out to be his habit It's still Wencheng's habit, anyway, that's how it is.

After a long time, people came and went in the coffee shop, and the two children couldn't stay in their original positions when there were too many people. After they found that Mu Qingyang didn't mind, they generously joined Mu Qingyang at a table and shared their Puzzles are laid out on the table, and you put them together one by one.

The two children don't know English, and Mu Qingyang doesn't know French. What they said, Mu Qingyang couldn't understand. Occasionally, there were a few inappropriate "warm" sounds, so Mu Qingyang would take a look at them.After a long time, the two children were no longer afraid of him, so they simply asked him to study the puzzle together. Fen Boy pointed to the puzzle and said, "Wen."

Mu Qingyang nodded, looked down at the jigsaw puzzle, and then felt that Wencheng was really... extraordinarily perverted.

This jigsaw puzzle pattern is a world map, very detailed map in very small pieces.The two boys studied the jigsaw puzzle very seriously, and they didn't even talk much. Mu Qingyang just helped them to look at it without interfering, and suddenly understood the purpose of Wencheng's gift of this set of puzzles——Tu Qingjing.

In the morning and noon, there were more and less people, the two brothers didn't even complete one tenth of the puzzle, and Mu Qingyang never saw Wencheng.Lan Hai'er has been secretly watching Mu Qingyang's reaction, and seeing Mu Qingyang's expression is cold, he tugged at his sleeve, and when Mu Qingyang turned around, Lan Hai'er pointed to the opposite office building and said, "Wen." The clock on the wall has five fingers.

...five o'clock in the afternoon.

I haven't seen him go in, so he slept in the studio?

Near five o'clock in the afternoon, a heavy rain suddenly fell.

Pink Boy and Blue Boy were no strangers to the sudden rain, they frowned at the puzzle, they were gesticulating while discussing something, Mu Qingyang guessed what kind of bet Wen Cheng had with them, and asked them to complete the puzzle within a certain period of time.The two children muttered something, the pink boy ran to Maya and said a few words, Maya gave him an umbrella, the pink boy handed it to the blue boy, and the blue boy gave it to Mu Qingyang, and wrote a crooked letter on the paper with a crayon. The twisted "six" character, and pointed to the opposite building, solemnly: "Wen."

Today is Saturday, but what does it have to do with Wencheng?

Mu Qingyang didn't want to understand, and a familiar figure jumped into his eyes, holding a pure black umbrella, and his slim back became thinner in the heavy rain.

Mu Qingyang took the umbrella from Lan Haier, thanked him in French, walked out quickly, and disappeared into the rain.