139ForeverLove,ForeverLove

  He grabbed the ashtray and threw it forcefully against the wall.

  ……

  ……

  Song Yu was not the first time in Paris, when Song's family was good, they had also traveled together as a family and came to Paris twice.

  She was young at that time and didn't appreciate this romantic city.

  At this time, set foot on Paris, with a brand new perspective, looking at everything fresh and curious, as if it were the first time.

  In the Paris city area, there are green-topped ancient buildings and old square stone roads that have a history of several hundred years.

  Women wearing comfortable flat shoes walked slowly on this road that was not suitable for high heels, with cigarettes tucked between their fingers, but there was a kind of unspeakable elegance and casualness.

  Song Yu sat in the car sent by the Paris branch and looked out of the window.

  The car first took them to the hotel and then Qi Chengzhi went to the company alone.

  Song Yu didn't realize that Qi Chengzhi's birthday was during their time in Paris until he agreed to go with him.

  She took out her mobile phone and looked at the calendar, his birthday was the day after tomorrow.

  At this moment, Qi Chengzhi was not there, so she packed up her things and went to the front desk.

  At 5:30 pm, Song Yu was sitting in a taxi on his way back to the hotel when he received a call from Qi Chengzhi, "I'm out of the company, come and pick you up for dinner."

  "Are you done with your work?"

  "Not yet, let's talk about the rest tomorrow." Qi Chengzhi heard that Song Yu's voice seemed to be a bit off, "Where are you?"

  "When one is bored, come out and take a stroll." Song Yu said while looking at the scenery outside the window, feeling that the buildings in Paris are so magnificent, as if every building has a story.

  When the taxi stopped at a traffic light, she happened to see a sculpture of a woman on the wall of an apartment building. The upper body was half-reclined, and although it was carved out of stone, the long skirt seemed as thin as a cicada's wing, hanging from her waist, revealing a plump and slender leg.

  Although it is exposed, I couldn't find any sense of embarrassment from it, everything is artistic.

  It's just an ordinary apartment building, but it has such exquisite carvings that make Song Yu more and more fascinated.

  "Paris is not very safe, if you want to go out tomorrow, wait for me to get back, I'll try to finish things as soon as possible. If you're really bored, just take a walk around the hotel, don't go too far." Ziqi Zhizhi's worried reminder on the phone.

  "Good."

  Song Yu arrived at the hotel, and Qi Chengzhi was waiting for him in the lobby.

  He stood facing the entrance, Westerners are generally tall and large, but he still stood upright, without losing an inch in height.

  When he saw her, he strode over with his long legs, "Why didn't you tell me and just left by yourself?"

  "I didn't run far, it's okay." Song Yu grasped his arm.

  "Is there something you need to go back to your room for? If not, let's just head out." Qi Chengzhi smoothed her hair.

  "No, let's go."

  "I originally wanted to take you to a Michelin-starred restaurant, and when I was in the country, I asked the company to help check if it could be booked. As a result, even half a month in advance, it still couldn't be booked." Qi Chengzhi held her hand, intertwining their fingers, "This is also why I decided to come here, otherwise, several months in advance, it would definitely have been bookable."

  "It's okay, I was just walking outside earlier and saw many small restaurants by the road. They all looked very atmospheric. There were a few small round tables at the entrance, with several people sitting around them, giving off a very leisurely feeling. It made me want to try it out too."

  So, the two of them strolled casually along the roadside and randomly chose a restaurant. The weather in Paris was already very warm at this time, with no wind, and many people were eating outside, taking in the views of the street scenery and buildings full of artistic flair, which was particularly romantic.

  So Song Yu also chose to sit outside, ordered two steaks, and while waiting for the meal, saw locals ordering a few beers, some ordering two glasses of champagne, chatting in low voices, very relaxed.

  Even though it's almost full outside, you can't hear too much conversation, and the environment is still very quiet.

  Unlike the swift service in China, things are really slow here. I waited for almost an hour before my steak arrived.

  A very simple meal, steak, topped with a salad of vegetables and herbs that Song Yu had never seen before, accompanied by roughly cut fried potato sticks.

  Looks delicious, but after taking a bite, she couldn't help but say: "Is this domestic Western food that's been improved to be exceptionally good, or is foreign Western food actually just this unpalatable? The steak is both charred and tough, although it's medium rare inside, the meat is so hard to chew.

  Zi Cheng took a bite

  Tang also nodded: "Indeed, it's not as delicious as the ones in our country."

  As a result, Song Yu didn't eat much and the two of them strolled around. As they passed by a narrow street, both sides were lined with restaurants and bars. A silver-haired waiter stood at the door and waved at them, shouting: "Good morning, see you again!"

  Saying good morning in the evening made Song Yu burst out laughing.

  On the way, I wasn't full so I bought a Turkish kebab. Unlike in China, this one was wrapped in pita bread with lettuce, meat and fries inside, topped with salad sauce and ketchup. It was huge.

  Zi Cheng then asked for two plastic forks and he and Song Yu took turns eating from the same one.

  Finally, the two of them sat back in the car and were driven by the driver to a place where they could see the Eiffel Tower twinkling.

  When the clock struck, the lights on the iron tower flashed constantly, as beautiful as a dazzling diamond, and Song Yu was stunned.

  Chi Cheng's gaze shifted from the iron tower to Song Yu's already entranced profile, and he lightly kissed the corner of her lips.

  Song Yu turned his head, and his attention could no longer be placed on the iron tower. He looked at Qi Chengzhi's features, which had become even more profound in the night, and his hands unconsciously cupped his face.

  At night, his face was not clear, but she slowly drew the severe lines on his face with her fingers, and the more she looked at him, the more she liked him.

  For him, that kind of love which comes from deep within his heart and has penetrated into his bones seems to have become so thick that it can't be extracted.

  Once she was separated, her soul was also taken away by half.

  She stood on tiptoe and lightly kissed his lips.

  All she could think about was how much she liked this man... really liked him...

  "Zi Chengzhi, I don't know how to like you less, the more time I spend with you, the more I like you, it's gotten to the point where my heart aches so much that I wish I could cut it open to stop the pain." She looked up at him, her face flushed red.

  He gazed deeply at her, his dark eyes filled with countless tenderness, and said in a low voice: "You can like me more and more, I won't let you regret it."

  ……

  ……

  At four o'clock that afternoon, Qi Chengzhi came out of the company and had finished all his work in the first three days, leaving two more days. He planned to take Song Yu around the city.

  The driver of the branch company drove him, and Qi Chengzhi looked at the scenery outside the window, but found that it was not the way back to the hotel.

  The driver said: "It was Miss Song's instructions, she is already waiting for you at the restaurant."

  Zi Cheng originally wanted to call and ask Song Yu what he was going to do, picked up his mobile phone and put it down again.

  She was also acting strangely yesterday. He was worried about her during the day at the company, so he called the hotel room, but no one answered. Then he called Song Yu and found out that she had gone out again. When he asked where she was, she just brushed him off casually.

  Mysterious and unknown, what she is busy with exactly.

  The car drove for almost an hour before arriving at the restaurant.

  As soon as Zhen got out of the car, he saw Song Yu standing at the entrance of the restaurant, wearing a knee-length dress with an overcoat on top, her soft long hair scattered behind her shoulders.

  When she saw him, a pair of bright and clear eyes lit up immediately, revealing a faint but affectionate smile.

  At that moment, it seemed as if her eyes were only for him.

  Zi Cheng's gaze paused slightly, looking at Song Yu like this, because of the single-minded devotion and dependence in her eyes, he couldn't help but be captivated.

  There is a noble person in the north, who stands out from the world and lives independently.

  Zi Cheng's mind suddenly flashed with a sentence, and then he saw Song Yu stretch out his hand towards him.

  Zi Cheng's light smile, every time her small movements were so different from others.

  If it were another woman, she would stand still on the spot, shy and awkward, waiting for the man to come forward and pick her up.

  It turned out that Song Yu was quite good, and he even took the initiative to stretch out his hand to him, becoming the one who welcomed him.

  Zi Chengzi slowly walked over, handed over his hand, and let her hold it as they walked into the dining hall together.

  It's still early, just a few minutes before five o'clock, and there aren't many people in the restaurant. Only two tables have customers, who are not eating but rather leisurely drinking wine and chatting softly.

  The two of them sat down, and then a waiter came over, leaning in close to Song Yu's ear and whispering something.

  In a whispering situation, people will unconsciously get closer, but in fact, they don't have any special thoughts.

  Ke Zichen looked at the waiter and Song Yu being so close, their mouths almost touching her ear, and felt somewhat displeased.

  It's also unknown what the servant said to Song Yu, but Song Yu looked at the time, nodded and said to Qi Chengzhi: "I'll leave for a moment, I'll be right back."

  Then, he followed the mysterious waiter and left, without even waiting for Qi Cheng's nod.

  Zi Chengzhi noticed Song Yu's movement just now and turned his head to look at the clock on the wall, but didn't find anything unusual.

  Just as he was patiently waiting, a man in a tailcoat appeared with a violin on his shoulder, and the violin slowly overflowed with soft and elegant notes.

  Listening to the prelude, Qi Cheng felt a sense of familiarity, but for a moment he couldn't think of what song it was. It's possible that when he passed by before, a few notes happened to float into his ears, and he didn't pay special attention to them.

  But then, Song Yu also slowly walked out.

  The violinist slightly shifted his body, allowing Song Yu to walk in front of him.

  Qī Chéngzhī raised his head, across several tables, staring at her with unblinking eyes.

  It was clear that she was nervous. After taking two deep breaths, Song Yu finally looked up at him with a bright red face.

  "I love you, not just because of your beauty."

  A gentle song flowed from Song Yu's lips, and Qi Chengzhi was shocked to a standstill, motionless, staring at Song Yu as if petrified.

  "I love you more and more..."

  "Every glance touches my heart..."

  "Because you let me see forever..."

  "Just understanding myself..."

  She sang softly without using a microphone.

  Singing along, her eyes never left Qi Cheng, soft and warm, so focused.

  She walked forward with small steps, and the violinist behind her followed suit.

  The soft violin sound and her singing voice harmonized with each other, lingering on.

  The two tables of guests who were drinking and chatting in low voices also fell silent, looking at Song Yu.

  "In the future days, cherish them well..."

  "Loving me is sometimes painful and unfair..."

  "If you really love me..."

  "Not an obvious decision..."

  It seems that she noticed others were also watching her, and at this time there were new customers coming in, some of whom were afraid of disturbing her and simply stood still at the door.

  Some slowed down their footsteps, watching her as they walked to their own seats.

  There were servants who came to guide and even gestured to stop them from disturbing Song Yu.

  "Feeling your breath on my ear, a gentle breeze of deep affection..."

  "Gentle comfort soothes my unrest..."

  Song Yu remained focused on Qi Chengzhi, finally humming a tune as he walked up to him and stood by the table.

  Zi Chengzhi slowly stood up.

  "So I will, study your smile every day..."

  "Wow, how natural..."

  "I just want to spend this lifetime loving you..."

  "From now on, you will be the reason for all happiness..."

  "Love is the most beautiful and distant journey..."

  "Muddy roads all along due to rainy season..."

  "Sometimes hinder our progress..."

  "Feeling your body temperature in my arms..."

  "Like sunshine and warmth..."

  "A delicate melting, my instability..."

  "Inconceivable, proof of the reasons I love you..."

  Zi Cheng's heartbeat seemed to have stopped, his breathing also unconsciously held back, he only saw Song Yu standing in front of him, singing a love song for him in front of so many people.

  He looked at her already blushing face, even if it was especially embarrassing, but under the gaze of everyone, she sang for him.

  Song Yu also raised her head and looked at his face, with a soft gaze.

  "Your silent voice, my moved eyes..."

  "It's as if it's the best proof..."

  "Let me say it again..."

  "Forever and ever..."

  As the last note fell, the violin also ended with a lingering and gentle tone, playing out the final note, all the guests in the restaurant applauded.

  The violinist bowed slightly, smiled and said a sentence in French, then no longer disturbed the two.

  Song Yu still hadn't recovered from the tension and said softly: "Happy birthday."

  She glanced at her watch, "It's now 5:03, which is exactly 17:00:03 in the domestic time zone."

  Zi Cheng lowered his head and looked at Song Yu's face, which had already turned bright red, but in his heart, he was filled with emotion.

  He gently grasped her waist with both hands and pulled her into his arms, lowering his head to lightly kiss her flushed cheeks.

  Finally, for fear of affecting other guests, the two sat back down again.

  Fortunately, the tables in the restaurant are not spacious, and even if you sit across from each other, it's still very intimate.

  "Do you remember my birthday?" Qi Chengzhi's voice was low and husky, his gaze on Song Yu seemed to be stripping her bare.

  "Didn't you say that when I set up your WeChat login password for you?" She said, from then on, she quietly remembered it.

  Qī Chéng's elbow rested on the table, holding her hand, gently playing with her fingers.

  Her eyes curved upwards in delight at her words.

  "These two days, you've been mysteriously busy preparing for this?" No wonder she's always outside.

  "Hmm, I first asked the hotel's front desk which restaurants in town were good, and then looked for one that wasn't fully booked. At first they were worried it would affect the customers' dining experience and didn't agree to do it. But French people are really romantic, when they heard me say it was my boyfriend's birthday and our first birthday together, they immediately agreed. And also hearing me say it was during this time, not peak season, and there weren't many customers, so it wasn't a big deal."

  "Thank you." He gently stroked her hand, his thin, scorching lips pressed against her fingertips, kissing each one by one. "This has been the best birthday I've ever had."

  Song Yu Yan's cheeks flushed red, her eyes sparkling brightly. "Really? As long as you like it, that's all that matters. I've been thinking about what gift to give you, and it has to be something special."

  "On my birthday, as long as you're here, that's all I need." He gently pinched the tip of her slender and soft fingers.

  He thought she had forgotten that today was his birthday, although she had previously asked him about birthdays, but when he suggested taking her on a business trip, she refused, so he thought she had forgotten.

  Anyway, he didn't want to spend his birthday alone abroad.

  In the past, he had many social engagements on his birthday and basically didn't celebrate it.

  His birthday is not a coincidence with social engagements, seeing clients at dinner parties, and even when he has nothing to do, he stays alone by himself, and even if he has time, he doesn't like to spend such sentimental days.

  But now he really wants to be with Song Yu, without her by his side, the kind of loneliness he has never felt before is overwhelming him.

  So he didn't care what others said and insisted on pulling Song Yu along with him.

  Even if she really forgets for a moment, he won't deliberately remind her, as long as she is by his side accompanying him.

  What's more, he himself had already thought of a birthday gift that would be best for him.

  Chi Cheng's five fingers passed through her five fingertips, his fingertips landed on the back of her hand, and he tightened his grip. "Come a little closer."

  Song Yu thought he had something to say to her, so she leaned forward, the narrow table, just a slight lean, could reach the middle position, almost across the table to Qi Cheng's side.

  Chi Chengzhi grasped her hand and gently pulled it towards him, his other hand reaching out to grasp the back of her head, slightly leaning forward before kissing her lips.

  Song Yu's hand trembled slightly, and the fingers that were originally just lightly attached to his palm suddenly tightened, also grasping his hand tightly.

  Her fingertips touched the clear bone structure on the back of his hand, so powerful.

  He felt his tongue curled around her strength lightly, sweeping her a bit itchy.

  Song Yu hummed softly twice, really couldn't bear the itchiness, and proactively stuck out his tongue to add some force, but instead was kissed even deeper and more heavily.

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  Still that sentence, begging for the moon

  It's time!