France is always a romantic city, especially Paris, the Eiffel Tower, the Arc de Triomphe, and the art treasures of the Louvre. Everything can be said to be extremely beautiful scenery, and the people who live here are also full of a kind of innate love.
Romance and elegance, on the Champs Elysées, pedestrians pass by from time to time
A high-end private car stopped, and a tall blond girl walked out of it. She got out of the car, stretched out her hand and put it on her eyes. Her blue eyes looked slightly tinged with emotion at this time.
The transparent sky and the edge above the head are even bluer.
"Miss, it's almost time for school. You can't stay here too long." The driver said to the girl responsibly. The girl turned back and nodded, "I understand," her voice was weak and weak, as if
with some confusion
Time passed really quickly. In the blink of an eye, more than four years had passed. How was that person? She stood there, not knowing what she was thinking, and her eyes were too dark.
Maybe, we shouldn’t say, are that person okay? It should be, are they okay? She deliberately didn’t ask for information about them. In fact, no matter how she hid, she also knew some information that she needed to know. I heard that
They got married and had a very grand wedding, which could even be said to have shocked the whole of Japan.
As long as they are happy, she seems to owe them too much. After several years of thinking, she has never forgotten everything that happened at that time. That first heartbeat and first heartache really made her
I can't forget it, so much so that I still haven't found the same feeling yet.
There are no two identical leaves in this world, and naturally there are no two identical people. Therefore, even if we meet again, that kind of temptation may not feel like that again.
Some people missed it, and it was really for life. What's more, from the beginning to the end, she was the one who wanted everything.
"Miss," the driver urged again, but the girl waved her hand, "I'll leave for a while, and you'll pick me up later." After she finished speaking, she walked forward to school without looking back.
, she is still in school, she is already in college, majoring in art, and there are still many boys surrounding her. Perhaps it is really inseparable from her beautiful face.
However, she touched her face. She was very beautiful, but there was someone even more beautiful than her, and that person could not be imitated by anyone.
The next successor of Japan Atobe Foundation, Atobe Keigo
That boy who was like an emperor is now a very mature man. He is much more mature than his peers. Therefore, his growth must be beyond the expectations of others.
That person has never been an easy person to talk to, but this is what he
There is another person, the girl he loves like his life, is she okay?
The hem of the white clothes flutters with the wind from time to time. There are no Japanese cherry blossoms here. If there were, the pink color falling on the clothes would be more beautiful.
"Young master, please run slower," she turned her head and heard a very obvious sound of footsteps. There were not many pedestrians here, so the sound was particularly bright and clear.