The husband and wife of a wealthy school

The lavender has not yet fully bloomed, only the top petals have bloomed, and the lower ones are still clusters of buds. The green and slender flower branches inside make people worry that the cumbersome purple will crush the flower branches.

From time to time, butterflies or bees are busy shuttling among the flowers.

The petals are so delicate and tender under the dazzling sunlight, as if they would break if touched.

A fair-skinned hand touched the delicate flower, Zhao Yanwei lowered his head to look at the flower under his hand, his lips curved slightly.

With a "click", Yan Cheng held the DSLR in his hand and pressed the shutter.

In the breeze, against the turbulent purple background like sea waves, that smile is peaceful and warm, just like the dazzling sunshine of Luberon, it has the power to calm people's hearts.

Yan Cheng thought that he would never let go of this person in his whole life.

In mid-May, there are not many tourists, and occasionally a few tourists wearing big sun hats can be seen, just like them, shuttling through the lavender fields.Also saw a few Asian faces.

Rows of olive trees in the distance cast heavy light and shadow on the asphalt road. In the light and shadow on the road, a group of people rode bicycles at a speed of flying past. They were all wearing black tights.

The mountain road is rugged and does not affect the speed at all, so you can easily imagine the strong muscles on your thighs.

"Would you like to go cycling? There is a restaurant in a town past this mountain, which is famous far and wide. I will take you to try Ratatouille." Yan Cheng asked Zhao Yan.

The fragrant wind blew Zhao Yan's hair on his forehead, revealing his clean forehead. He put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly in the lavender field, looking at the spotless mountain scenery in the distance.

"what is that?"

"It's a specialty, tomato and onion stew cooked in olive oil." Yan Cheng looked at his face and couldn't move his eyes.

Zhao Yan: "Is the French roast beef from last night delicious?"

"Of course, it's like the difference between plain water and Luberon."

In front of the bicycle shop stood a French woman with a waist like a bucket, her neck almost squeezed by the flesh of her chin, her hands on her waist, and her voice was very loud.

Yan Cheng said to Zhao Yan: "Before I opened my mouth, she said that her bicycles are high-end products, and they only sell them, not rent them. The price will increase during the peak tourist season next month. If you want to buy them, you have to buy them early. tourists."

Yan Cheng talked to her a few words in French, and the French woman was obviously not very happy.

Zhao Yan: "What did you say?"

"I said, can you ride a bicycle that is only rented and not sold! How dirty it is."

The asphalt road is smooth, and riding a bicycle is like flying.In the shadow of the mottled olive trees, the two rode their bicycles crookedly.

Zhao Yan: "I thought you couldn't ride."

Yan Cheng: "This is where I learned to ride a bicycle."

When they went up the hill, the flying experience disappeared, and the two of them "groaned and groaned" like an old cow pulling a cart, imagining the strong muscles on other people's thighs before riding on it.

On the hillside, there is a large cherry grove, the branches are covered with bright red cherries like stars, and a group of people are picking cherries in it.

Yan Cheng: "Do you want to eat cherries? You can buy a lot for a few euros."

"Isn't there something on the cherry tree at home?"

Yan Cheng: "I mean if you want to eat now."

"Aren't we going to a restaurant to eat specialties now?!"

Yan Cheng: "Then let's go."

Below is another downhill road like flying, and the wind picked up Zhao Yan's large sportswear, forming a small bag on the back.In the field of vision, the purple is lavender, the green is the mountain, the red is the cherry, the blue is the sky, and the golden is the sun.

Among lavender and red wine, the people of Luberon live a life of leisure and ease.

It turns out that France also pays attention to the aroma of wine and is not afraid of deep alleys. The well-known restaurant is located in a small village among the mountains.

A cat is lying lazily on the stone in front of the restaurant, basking in the sun.

A few cold dishes and a bottle of red wine were served before the main course, which was considered an appetizer.The two rode bicycles all the way, sweated a little, and were a little thirsty.

"The red wine here is not as authentic as the one at my grandma's house. Let's drink some first. When we get home at night, let's drink the authentic one." Yan Cheng poured the red wine into their glasses.

Zhao Yan took a sip, the sweet and sour taste was more like a drink, "It's delicious."

Yan Cheng: "It's not good to be satisfied too easily."

It didn't take long for the main course to be served. Maybe it was the first time to eat French food. Zhao Yan thought the taste was very good.

Yan Cheng ordered a lot of dishes, and he was [-]% full. After the main course, dessert and coffee were served, so he couldn't eat anymore.

Zhao Yan: "Why do you order so many?"

"French people are very particular about food, so try a little more or less."

Just as they were talking, a graceful French girl came from the table next to them and stopped by their table. She had black hair, big light green eyes, a curvy figure, and a pleasant voice.

Yan Cheng: "She invited us to attend the bonfire party they held at night, shall we go?"

Zhao Yan: "You decide."

Yan Cheng: "Then go, it's usually very lively."

This beautiful French girl is very lively, and her body language is rich when she speaks. Zhao Yan, who can't understand French, can tell from her body language that she and Yan Cheng are chatting about some very unrestrained topics.

"She said that among all Asian men, he likes Chinese men the most, because Chinese men have less body hair, um... In her words, the skin of Chinese men is like overripe white cherries." After the girl left , Yan Cheng relayed to Zhao Yan.

As he said that, his bare, naked, naked eyes wandered over Zhao Yan, as if his eyes could see through clothes, Yan Cheng said in a light voice, "What do you think?"

"I think she is looking for beauty, and you are honored to be her target." Zhao Yan took a sip of coffee and said, leaning back comfortably on the chair.

Yan Cheng smiled, his brows and eyes were curved, and he smiled with a flamboyant charm. He smelled jealous, "So I told her that I also like Chinese men."

Zhao Yan: "Then she is not very disappointed?"

"She said that Luberon is a paradise favored by God, and the sunshine in heaven will bless all lovers to get married in the end."

Yan Cheng picked up the wine glass on the table and raised it towards Zhao Yan, "Cheers to the sunshine in heaven."

Zhao Yan picked up the wine glass and touched it, "Cheers to Luberon."

……

The bonfire party is held on a hilltop, surrounded by trees, with a clearing in the middle, and lavender grows vigorously on the hillside.

In the evening, a bonfire illuminated the field of vision. There were many people, twenty or thirty of them, both men and women, and they were all young people.At the beginning, everyone was grilling, drinking red wine while eating barbecue, and they were full and drunk until they were very happy.

Music was played, very rock and roll, and everyone began to dance around the campfire.There are dancers of all kinds, no matter how high you are.It wasn't until this moment that Zhao Yan discovered that besides the two of them, there were two or three gay couples, who stuck together by dancing.

"Can you dance ballroom dancing?" Yan Cheng seemed to be infected by such an atmosphere, and asked Zhao Yan's face.

"will not."

"I'll teach you." As he said, Yan Cheng pulled him into the dancing crowd.

Brazenly.

Zhao Yan really doesn't know how to dance at all, he has never skipped in his past and present lives, and in front of everyone, he is a little nervous, he has been stepping on Yan Cheng's feet, and his white sneakers have been trampled black.Yan Cheng didn't mind at all, and taught him patiently, talking sideways.

Zhao Yan still couldn't learn it, he felt that he didn't have cells in this area, he was just walking with Yan Cheng's dance steps.

Teach and teach, Yan Cheng doesn't teach anymore, just do as you like, just move together.

The bonfire burned more and more vigorously, and a crescent moon rose in the blue-black sky.In the dark, the lavender on the hillside is swaying in the breeze, the mountain wind is silent, and the fragrance is overflowing.

It was very late when I got home, I took a shower and lay on the bed, turned off the lights, and opened the window halfway, the fresh and fragrant air blowing in made me feel very comfortable lying on the bed.

When he was dancing just now, he had been being teased all the time, and he endured it while being teased. As soon as he got into bed, Yan Cheng couldn't wait to hug him into his arms, wishing he could eat it in one bite. The more times he did it, the smoother it became... …

Doing it twice was not enough, Zhao Yan was so soft that he couldn't even lift his fingers.

His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and in a daze, he seemed to hear someone biting his ear and saying: "...Let's live together."

At noon the next day, the sycamore tree in the yard cast a mottled shadow, and a plate of grapes, a plate of cherries, and two glasses of red wine were placed on the stone table in the shadow.

There are two reclining chairs side by side beside the stone table. Zhao Yan lies on the reclining chair and looks at the little sunlight sifting through the dense sycamore leaves above his head.

Yan Cheng on one side of the reclining chair: "Is the wine at home better than the one in the restaurant yesterday?"

"Yes, it's more mellow, with a strong aftertaste." Zhao Yan said, "What did you say to me last night?"

Yan Cheng reached out to the stone table, hooked two cherries, handed one to Zhao Yan, and stuffed the other into his mouth, chewing and saying, "I talked a lot last night."

"The last sentence, I was about to fall asleep at the time, so I didn't hear it clearly."

"I said, let's live together after we go back." Yan Cheng turned around, lay on his side towards Zhao Yan, looked at his face and said.

Zhao Yan stuffed a grape into Yan Cheng's mouth, "Didn't I say last time that I would take the TOEFL test, let's talk about it after I pass the test."

Yan Cheng: "Are you afraid that I won't pass the exam?! I will pass every exam. I won't lie to you."

"I'm afraid I won't pass the exam myself." Zhao Yan looked at Yan Cheng with a solemn tone, "Yan Cheng, in T City, we'd better keep a low profile."

Yan Cheng: "I respect your decision, but it's okay to come and stay for one night occasionally, you can't hold me back."

Zhao Yan: "Yes."

The ripe cherries on the tree over there attracted a few birds, chirping and jumping among the branches.Far and near, you can hear a few cicadas from time to time.

"By the way, did your previous numerology calculations have any results?" Yan Cheng suddenly remembered.

Zhao Yan said nonsense: "Well... the flowers on the other side are blooming."

"What do you mean?" Yan Chengda's eyes were full of thirst for knowledge.

In fact, Zhao Yan didn't know either, he said nonsense: "This is a secret, don't let it out."

Yan Cheng was suddenly amused, the thirsty light in his eyes disappeared, and turned into a bright smile, brighter than Luberon's dazzling sunshine.His upper body was pressed to Zhao Yan's side, and he looked at his face from a close distance: "Hey, why is your skin getting better and better, like a ripe white cherry!"

……

Zhao Yan took a week's leave, one day on the plane, and the two lived in Luberon's house for five days.On the seventh day, Zhao Yan went back to T City first, and Yan Cheng went to Marseille, his grandfather's house, to say goodbye.

The plane landed in T city, it was three or four o'clock in the afternoon, when we got on the plane, the sky was still clear and the sun was shining, and when we got off the plane, the sky in T city was very overcast, shrouded in dark clouds.

Because the mobile phone lost its signal abroad, it was useless, so it was left alone. Only then did Zhao Yan realize that the mobile phone had already run out of battery and was turned off.

After returning to the dormitory, charging the battery, and turning it on, a series of belated messages reminded me that "ding ding ding" rang for a long time.

Looking at the phone screen, Zhao Yan had a bad premonition, a strong bad premonition, which made his palms sweat instantly.

Fifty or sixty missed calls were displayed on the phone, and they have been called intermittently since two days ago until today, from the same number, the phone from the canteen in my hometown.

This is unscientific, his mother would never make a phone call like this, even if he couldn't get through, he wouldn't make so many calls in two days...

Zhao Yan stood up from the chair and accidentally knocked his leg on the bed ladder next to him. He didn't care about the pain. His hands were sweaty and slipped when he pressed the keys. My palms are red.

After calling, Zhao Yan said, "Auntie, this is Yanyan."

"Yanyan! Your call was finally connected, but I was so anxious to death, you should come back quickly, something happened to your home, your mother was beaten, it was serious, she bled a lot, and now she is in the hospital in the town. "

Zhao Yan's face turned pale in an instant, his lips trembled twice, and his tone changed: "Who beat you?"

"I don't know, it's pitch black at night, and your mother didn't see clearly."

Zhao Yan: "Who has been calling me these two days?"

"It's Jingjing, every time I come here, I cry."

Zhao Yan forgot to say thank you, forgot to hang up the phone, he blinked, threw the phone into the bag, turned around and opened the door to go out.

Blood and tears in my head...

He didn't see Lin Fangqing coming to greet him, he couldn't see anything.

Walking out of the dormitory building, a cool breeze blew under the dark clouds, blowing on the cold sweat on his forehead, Zhao Yancai suddenly woke up, he took out his mobile phone and called the restaurant: "Sister, did you go anywhere two days ago? "

Yue Qingqing: "Yanyan, you came back, two days ago? By the way, there was a Hundred Flowers Exhibition by the Beiming River a few days ago, and Liu Guohua took Yueli and me to see it."

Zhao Yan: "You close the restaurant right away, and let Liu Guohua take you out to hide for a while. It seems that they have discovered it. It takes three days by train from City Z to City T. You should leave now."

Yue Qingqing realized that Zhao Yan's tone was wrong: "Yanyan, are you okay? Is something wrong with your family?"

"You leave right now." Zhao Yan finished talking and hung up the phone.

You have to go to get the money first, and then go to the airport after you get the money,...

As soon as he walked out of the school gate, a person stopped him. He looked up, but he didn't recognize him, so he walked around.

"Zhao Yan?" The man called his name.

Zhao Yan ignored it and continued to walk in a hurry.

The man chased after him in two steps, stopped him again, and raised his voice: "Zhao Yan?"

Zhao Yan frowned, raised his pale face, and said in a cold tone, "Is there something wrong?"

"Hello, my surname is Chen, and I'm Mayor Yan's secretary. Mayor Yan wants to see you, now."