my zepple

On the fourth day in Beijing, Tong Yu took Celio to Daoxiang Village, which is the nearest to the hotel, to buy a gift box in the morning. This is the pastry that Veronica asked to eat.

At noon, the couple took the high-speed train back to City C in Beijing West.

Song Ruo's five-year contract with Dana Records was about to expire, and during dinner time he made an appointment with the senior management of the record company in Beijing to discuss matters.When I came out of the restaurant to see that there was still time, I hurriedly packed my things and went straight to the Capital Airport.

The ticket was booked in a hurry, and he didn't have time to choose a seat. He didn't know that the seat was arranged in the middle when he got on the plane, which was a conjoined seat for two people.

Fortunately, this aircraft is a relatively new model, and the cockpit layout is currently the most scientific anti-herringbone type. After taking off, pull the middle baffle, and the privacy can barely meet the standard.

He had already eaten his dinner, so he politely declined the meal beforehand.After the plane took off and stabilized, the flight attendant brought him a glass of lemonade.

"Song Rou?"

Song Rou frowned, followed the sound to look at the seat next door, her eyes darkened instantly, and her heart screamed.

"What the hell are you doing in City C?" Song Rou put the lemonade aside heavily, alarm bells ringing in her mind.What the fuck Rocco wants to do in City C at this time?

"What do you want me to do?" Rocco shook his head and shrugged, feeling that Song Rou was very angry at him.

He was also in a panic right now, he thought to himself that he was just going to City C to discuss business, why the hell was he sitting at the same table with Song Rou on the plane.If he had known earlier, he would not have come to catch this night flight just for the panda livery of Air C. If he bought the flight tomorrow morning, he would still be able to choose a beautiful seat.

While thinking, he took a sip of the pre-dinner wine in his hand, and then suddenly realized——

"Oh... are you afraid that I will go to Tong Yu?"

He then smiled slightly, put down the champagne glass, and said to Song Rou in a good mood: "Then you don't care anymore, you've already been out, do you know that?"

The reason why he wanted to talk so much to Song Rou yesterday was to let Song Rou know that his crime was unforgivable, and he wanted to see what face Song Rou had before pestering Tong Yu.

After Rocco finished speaking, he carefully rolled up the small noodles in the bowl with chopsticks, and frowned and spit them out just after chewing them a few times.

"Bah, bah, bah, how much chili is put in this noodle. I have eaten many well-known small noodles in C City, and they are not so spicy at all! The noodles made by Air C are not authentic at all!"

When the hot pepper came up, Rocco was so rushed that his tongue rolled out, and he hurriedly reached out to grab a piece of garlic butter bread and stuffed it into his mouth.

Song Rou had calmed down by now, she felt a little amused seeing Rocco jumping up and down, reached out and took a bottle of Evian mineral water from the storage tank next to the seat and handed it to him.

Rocco took the small bottle of Evian and quickly drank it down.

After Luo Ke recovered, Song Rou casually said, "Actually, people in City C don't eat hanging pot rice or boiled cabbage."

Song Rou thought it was extremely funny when she was eating in Nanhaizi yesterday. It was a bit absurd. He couldn't figure out why Rocco, an Italian, insisted on setting up such a nondescript Sichuan restaurant in Beijing.

"City C belongs to the Xiahe Gang of Sichuan cuisine. In a broad sense, Sichuan cuisine is the official cuisine of the Shanghe Gang represented by City R. In fact, we seldom eat such exquisite official cuisine."

"People in C City eat quack dishes and love hot pot. When we were young, we went to the Fly Restaurant to eat quack dishes and drink Weiyi soy milk. Hot pot can't be eaten with sesame sauce. Maoxuewang Rijia seafood will probably be called to the police To a certain extent, the fried fish-flavored shredded pork is fried with pickled peppers and shallots. Finally... Well, Tong Yu and I both dislike the taste of bean paste."

Rocco's forehead was still stained with sweat, as if he had just been reborn from hell.The more he leaned on the seat, the more he felt uncomfortable, thinking about why the fuck Song Rou was criticizing so much now, so he interrupted very impatiently: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Song Rou ignored his words and continued: "When Tong Yu and I were young, the middle schools in City C didn't wear school uniforms, and the brand of milk we drank was called Tianyou."

"I met him when he was 16 years old, and we had already walked in the same world before we were 16 years old."

This passage went around and around, and Rocco finally understood it.Song Rou was saying that he couldn't get used to the fancy Sichuan dishes Tong Yu ordered yesterday, and she was laughing at him with peacocks spreading wildly.The latter is saying that Song Rou and Tong Yu have known each other for a long time, they are both from C City, and he has lost the opportunity.

After Luo Ke stroked it clearly, his teeth itched with anger, and he opened his mouth to scold Song Rou for farting.

Song Rou turned her head to ask him again: "What can you see in Tong Yu's paintings? Fluidity, the pursuit of light and shadow in the seventeenth century, fragility, pain, confusion, blur and instability?"

This question belongs to Rocco's professional part. He immediately cleared his throat and quickly began to show off: "Of course it's more than that. Most of his creations are inspired by fairy tales and nature... um..."

Song Rou interrupted him: "He painted his memories and hallucinations. Which piece of green is a leaf, which piece of orange chrome is a sunset, and which piece of dark gray is a river. I know them all, and only I know."

"The one he refused to sell to you, "Alice and the River"." Song Rou thought of the oil painting he had seen in Tongyu's studio, the setting sun melting gold, the back of the person, and the countless media praises. , known as the incomparably wonderful water.

There is also the dress displayed on the second floor of the Qing Art Museum. Layers of nude yarns on the skirt are piled up like water mist. Tens of thousands of diamonds fall into the deep water at the same time, and the galaxy gradually emerges.

It is indeed lifelike, but it cannot be reproduced to one of the tens of millions of that water.

Song Rou went on to say: "Alice and the River doesn't paint a river or a sea, it's just a pond."

"That orange, that color of dusk I have experienced countless times. It also exists in my dreams."

Song Rou's expression suddenly became gentle and sad, and he murmured: "The shadow in the water is not a woman either, Alice with her long hair in a skirt, he is not a woman."

He withdrew from the memory and looked at Rocco calmly. "Me and Tong Yu, we are destined to be together."

"It had to be me." In a sense, he was on the verge of being out, but Rocco was never in the game at all.He did something wrong, because his hesitation and his self-righteous reason failed Tong Yu's sincerity, and he is unforgivable.

But fortunately he was lucky.

Fortunately, he just appeared at the right time, and they spent a long and irreplaceable youthful time together.Lucky loves him in Tongyu.Because time can only flow forward, and the past cannot be repeated. This is the root of human suffering, but Song Rou is also lucky because of this.

His lover was different, more fragile, almost doomed to fall apart when he hit the ground.Song Rou was lucky to end up safe and sound in Tongyu, and everything can be redeemed.

"I will spend my whole life repaying what I owe him, but I will never let go. Understand?"

After the hotness faded away, his tongue was numb, Rocco bit the tip of his tongue with his teeth, and kept this position after listening to Song Rou's long speech.He was silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed inexplicably.Said: "Really."

Rocco picked up the champagne glass placed on the wooden countertop, and lowered his head to play with it. "How did I hear that he is going to sell the studio in City C?"

Song Rou narrowed her eyes and asked him, "What do you mean?"

"I mean, he's going back to work at Firenze, his father's place." Rocco raised his glass and smiled at him, "The flight tomorrow morning."

"How did you know?"

"I know everything. I also know that Xiaojiu and the others are already in Firenze." Rocco pressed the button on the seat and slowly lay down with the glass of champagne.

"If you don't believe me, just go to the ground and ask."

City C is the shadow of the two cities of Chengdu and Chongqing. It is completely privately established, not just a single city.

Popular science: Sichuan cuisine is divided into Shanghe gang and Xiahe gang, Xiaohe gang, Rong style, Xiahe gang, Chongqing style, and Xiaohe gang, Zigong and other southern Sichuan styles.Sichuan cuisine in a narrow sense is actually the official cuisine in Chengdu, which is mild, light, delicate and highly acceptable.

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