Green Star Angel 2 Paris Night Talk

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Because the mobile phone was gone, Shen Shufang spent an afternoon writing an e-mail in Chinese with "both literary and emotional".Chinese is his mother tongue, and he can write things in Chinese more fluently than in English after all.

In his e-mail, he carefully described other competitors. He described them as having an "international outlook", which his own firm lacked, and how to improve it in the future... It was exactly what his boss wanted, and his boss thought he was stuck in a small Taiwan. Development is nothing. In the future, we want to "go international", but after all, it is not so easy to implement. Besides, they have no experience at all (except for the boss who thinks their study abroad experience is experience). This trip can be said to be accumulated experience value.

He didn't mention the sudden appearance of "Cheng Yaojin" (Ge Lilu went to Shen Shufang's office, was "misunderstood" by his colleagues as a boyfriend, and after dismantling and reorganizing the boss's atomic model, he was very afraid that the boss would take him away. I will make more associations after I get the email), but wrote that Mr. Martin Rozzo attended the meeting in person and "appreciated" the firm from Belgium.

He's not being dishonest, he's just picking the starting point for writing. His boss can blame the whole thing on the incompetence of the staff's design, or he can think that what they encountered was a group of powerful opponents with experience in transnational cooperation. In any case, he Not to mention Greyroux.

Now he knows that losing his phone has an advantage—his boss can't call him immediately after seeing the email, and he can know the "consequences" later. The last thing he needs now is more stimulation.

And because his project proposal was not selected, the day reserved for the future cooperation project meeting was naturally vacant, and he had to wait until Friday to take the plane, which meant that he had an extra day of free time.

One day free at leisure.

But because the client company pays for air tickets and accommodation, if the meal is not in the company, the restaurant has printed the meal coupon first. If he wants to "explore" Paris by himself—a city with both modern commercialization and traditional romantic aesthetics— —He has to pay for it himself, it's not difficult, he can afford it.

He didn't want "shopping" boutiques, he didn't need them, and the attractions crowded with tourists either had long queues and only had a look or two at the end, or wasted a lot of precious time because of queuing, so he just wanted to go with Ge Lilu is taking a walk on the street, buying a cup of coffee, and experiencing the romance tainted by culture.

After writing the e-mail with a short report, he pressed the send button and turned off his laptop.

He was alone in the room, and the sound of the air conditioner was very low and slow.

Sleepy.

But the sun hasn't set yet.

Gregor went to "explore" Paris one step ahead of him. Anyway, Gregor has nothing to do, and he has no right to tie Gregory by his side, but the two of them don't have a mobile phone. convenient.

He left the desk, opened the floor-to-ceiling windows, and stood on the balcony.

Paris is bigger than Taipei, where he lives. The ancient streets and buildings here have been preserved, and it looks like it has lasted for a long time. It seems that this is what Da Vinci saw and what Pica saw. As a modern person in the 21st century , what he Shen Shufang saw was the same.

Time seems to be frozen, so strange.

He knows that many European cities or small towns rely on culture, history, and buildings as tourist attractions to support the country’s GDP and national livelihoods, but when they are actually in them—if the streets are full of tourists—he seems to be Go back to the past, back to the era when people's impression of Europe was still in the era of opera, western clothes, and luxurious aristocrats.

He leaned against the balcony railing, staring in a daze, blowing the wind.

Suddenly, the sound of flapping wings was heard overhead.

Gregory landed on his balcony like a big bird, and folded his wings as soon as his feet touched the ground.

"Aren't you afraid of being seen?" The hotel where he lives can overlook the Seine River.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

"I'm afraid you'll get into trouble."

"Human thinking is very complicated, and you are afraid of many things."

"We are not strong." Shen Shufang reached out and turned up the collar of Greelu's coat.

"You are afraid of losing your job, of having no money, of not being able to survive, of being called Shen Shufang as difficult to get along with, not a good person, and of being discovered by humans."

"I am." It's not romantic at all to be analyzed by the other party.

"You humans are still afraid of a day called 'the end of the world'."

Shen Shufang shook his head and smiled, "It's good for scientists and people who have enough to eat and have nothing to do to be afraid. So what if tomorrow is the "end of the world"? So what if it will be a few years later? No one will know until the last day comes, and I'm not going to have to work because of it; as long as my boss doesn't fire me."

What should human beings be afraid of? Don't do his Gerry Lu's business, but why...

"Why are you afraid that I will..."

"……meeting?"

Ge Lilu leaned against the railing and looked at the distant scenery. Why is this human being afraid of him being hurt?Afraid that he will become a research object for human beings, or that he will be taken away by government agencies?He thinks he is strong, he is a natural hunter, he is not afraid of humans, but Shen Shufang, worrying for him, afraid of humans for him...

Moreover, he also read from Shen Shufang's lips that Shen Shufang was afraid that he would become an exiled criminal from his mother planet.

What he didn't think of, this human being thought of everything for him.

The feeling was foreign and strange, but not annoying.

He didn't continue to answer Shen Shufang, instead, he turned around, because he was attracted by those slightly parted lips, and his own lips moved involuntarily, without reason or purpose.

"Don't do this every time..."

The person being kissed shyly and angrily pushed him away, but the movement was very light, as if telling him that what he said "don't do this" actually had the opposite meaning.He doesn't know how he interprets it this way, but he thinks that human body language is stronger than the words they use, because body language comes from an uncontrollable, turbulent heart, while language is packaged and modified, so humans lie.

He took Shen Shufang's hand and kissed the back of his hand close to his lips.

Shen Shufang was taken aback, "What are you doing?"

"I saw a male human do this to a female human."

"Then what?"

"Then no."

"..." Shen Shufang told himself to be patient, "Well, if there is no then, there will be no then."

"I just want to learn from him."

"Why?" Shen Shufang was very curious. He felt...Greylu seemed to be consciously imitating human beings, especially the behavior of showing "emotion", which was not like the Grelulu he knew at the beginning.

"do not know."

"It's okay." Shen Shufang didn't rush to ask. Anyway, as a human being, he couldn't understand the behavior between humans, let alone ask an alien, but he held Greelu's finger, "Let's go downstairs Go shopping and see what's for dinner, shall we?"

"I'm not hungry yet."

"Let's go shopping first!"

Shen Shufang pulled Ge Lilu into the room, closed the balcony window, put on a coat, and took the wallet.

"Where did you fly to just now? Can you tell me?" Shen Shufang just wanted to find something to talk about, but Greelu's answer surprised him:

"The Louvre."

"what!?"

"I went to see a painting called Mona Lisa."

"……you go……"

"That painting is of a person, a human woman, but I'm not sure it's really a woman."

"I know that the Mona Lisa is a human woman (isn't that nonsense?)...but how did you get there? Do you know the way?" What made Shen Shufang a little unhappy was that before he went, Gelilu went first went?

"Martin took me there."

"Martin Rozo?" Shen Shufang felt that it was necessary for him to ask.Writer's Note: Writing about alien angels is fun, I feel like I have to think differently, for example, they mimic human movements, actions that we humans take for granted don't seem to be the case for them, have you ever thought about that?Kissing a boyfriend/girlfriend is a "natural" action in romance novels or in reality, but from the perspective of aliens, they may ask you "why", can you answer it?Maybe the alien angel can tell who the "Mona Lisa" is at a glance XDDD