It was already late at night when they returned to Shanghai. In the past, she was alone at the train station at night, but now that she had someone by her side at the airport, Leng Xin felt an unprecedented satisfaction. What she wanted was always so simple.
After more than ten hours of long distance travel, the matter that she was worried about finally had a lead. This night, Leng Xin slept exceptionally sweetly.
Out of habit, she turned over to hug Mo Han, but she missed him. She opened her sleepy eyes and saw that there was no one beside her. She got up and pulled open the curtains of the French windows. The glaring sunlight made her habitually use her hands to block it. Slowly, she realized that there was not a single cloud in the clear sky. The sun was hanging high in the sky with a smile. It was already at this time.
Leng Xin, who was enjoying the sunshine and kissing Wen, suddenly quivered." Oh no, today's class seems to have a lesson from Nun Miejue. It's over, it's over. This time, I definitely won't be able to bear the consequences."”She walked barefoot to the bed and picked up her phone. It was 11:28 AM Beijing time." Oh no, class is over in two minutes. I'm in big trouble this time."”
When he was playing, two hours seemed like two minutes." Whoosh!" It passed in an instant. Now, in a critical moment, two minutes was longer than two hours. It was so torturous. Finally, it was 11:30 pm. She immediately dialed Le Yan's number." Hello, Yanyan, has Abbess Miejue taken attendance today?" I accidentally overslept and just woke up.”
Le Yan was confused by her question. There were so many question marks on his head." Xinxin, didn't you ask for leave?”
"Ah, leave? I didn't. It was already midnight when I came back last night.”Leng Xin said in surprise. Suddenly, a figure flashed in her mind. It was him. "Yanyan, I got it. Mohan should have helped me apply for leave.”
Le Yan was already used to Mo Han's actions and was not surprised. Instead, he asked her about Leng You's condition worriedly. Leng Xin was no longer as worried as she used to be. Instead, she smiled and happily told Le Yan about her trip to New York. Speaking of New York, she felt a little regretful that she didn't appreciate her beauty properly. She decided that she would definitely take a good look at the night in New York the next time she went.
Actually, Leng Xin's favorite was still the lavender flowers in Provence, Paris, France. She fantasized about admiring the beautiful scenery with the person she loved one day.
France was a famous romantic country. Whether it was the Champs Elysées or the ancient castle full of mystery and charm, France was a paradise for countless people who yearned for romance and love. No one could resist the call of this romantic capital. Provence was also a beautiful name. Provence was the hometown of lavender. When mentioning the Provence region of France, the first thing that would appear in the minds of modern and romantic Chinese people would probably be lavender, which represented sweet love.
In the vast and boundless sea of lavender flowers in Provence, he made a vow with the person of his dreams that he would never leave her for the rest of his life. In an ancient castle that was filled with European love, they walked into the marriage hall together and lived happily like a prince and princess from then on. Of course, fantasies were always beautiful. However, if you had a dream, you had to put it into action and turn it into reality.
Today's Provence was no longer just a name for a place in people's hearts. It also represented a simple, happy, and pure life philosophy. It was an attitude of not being happy because of others and not being sad because of oneself. It was a kind of calm and comfortable feeling of sitting and watching the clouds rise. If traveling was for a better start and to get rid of the shackles on one's body, then Provence would definitely be what you wished for. It would make you forget all the worries of the secular world. Provence was the " Shangri-La " of the West. Since its birth, it had always been in a secluded position. It was only until the arrival of an Englishman, Peter Meyer, that the tranquility here was broken. It began to unveil its mysterious life and show its unique charm to the world's tourists.
Provence's weather was cloudy and cloudy, and the terrain was undulating, adding a touch of color to it. This was the hometown of lavender, and it was also a paradise for flowers. The air here was always filled with the fragrance of lavender and other flowers. The vast sea of lavender flowers had different scenes throughout the year, but every scene had a breathtaking beauty. This kind of beauty could not be described with words or words. In short, every second in Provence was happy, and every pore was comfortable and happy. It was the first time we had seen such a pure purple color. It was so brilliant, gorgeous, and proud. It was a romantic symbol in the sky. It was like the deepest longing in his heart, the sweetest melancholy of his youth, and even more like the thoughts that he wanted to say but couldn't. Here, I really want to tell the lover beside me that I am willing to hold your hand and grow old with you. I hope that we will live a peaceful life.
France, Paris, Provence, and the sea of lavender flowers were the places Leng Xin yearned for the most. She yearned for love and hoped that one day, she could take a perfect wedding photo with the person she loved here and make a promise to be together for the rest of her life in the sea of lavender flowers under the setting sun. It seemed like an ordinary state of mind, but it was what she yearned for the most. In the past, she was the only one in her fantasy world. She did not know when it started, but that looming figure had become Mo Han's appearance. Perhaps their love had already been deeply rooted, but he had not discovered it.
At school, she no longer had to worry about her younger sister. The biggest issue on her mind had long been resolved. Now, she finally did not have to worry anymore. It was Liu Yi's wedding day tomorrow. In fact, he didn't want to remember it either, but he was born with a special sense of numbers. He specially said it that day, so he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.
In the past, if she saw Liu Yi with another woman, she would be jealous. Now, even if he was about to get married to another woman, Leng Xin's heart did not waver at all. It seemed that she had really let go. Some people and some things, you feel that you can't let go and can't forget, but it's these things that you can't forget and slowly forget. This might be the best reward time can give her.
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