Xiang Yimo waved his hands repeatedly, "I don't know much about this place, it would be better if you hire a professional director!"
"Then you can be my escort!"
"What should I do as an escort?"
"Eat with me, drink with me, play with me!"
Xiang Yimo pouted and muttered, "What's the difference between that and an escort?"
"What are you talking about?" he asked her word for word in broken Italian.
"Nothing!" Xiang Yimo laughed dryly.
The gentle breeze stirs the water surface, stirring up fine waves. The clear lake water is as pure as jasper. The European-style buildings on the shore are solemn and elegant, exuding a mysterious and simple atmosphere.
"I know this!" Xiang Yimo pointed to the bridge opposite. It was in the early Barot style. The bridge was like a house on the water. It was covered by a dome and was tightly closed. There were only two small windows and hanging hangings outside the bridge.
With its ferocious beast head, it is intimidating.
"This bridge is called the Bridge of Sighs. It connects the Governor's Palace and the dungeon. After the felons are tried, they will be taken into the dungeon and may die forever. Through the window, they can look at the free world outside and sigh sadly.
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"Then this bridge connects the world and hell."
"It is said that lovers can last forever if they kiss each other. It may symbolize the steadfast love, which will always be with each other, no matter in the world or in hell, until eternity."
Xiang Yimo turned her head and found that he was staring at the Bridge of Sighs in a daze. Hidden by the cold mask, it was impossible to know his expression at the moment. She pouted and said, "I am not a professional tour guide. Is the explanation too boring?"
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"Come on, come on, come after me..." A group of naughty little boys shuttled through the crowd, chasing and making noise. When they passed by Xiang Yimo, they pushed her from behind.
Xiang Yimo was looking up at the knight in black, not paying attention to what was behind him. He staggered and fell forward——
He immediately hugged her around the waist and held her tightly in his arms. His dark eyes stared at her for a moment, and his hand slowly reached towards the mask on her face——
Xiang Yimo was stunned, why she felt a sense of déjà vu when approaching him, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and her breathing became rapid and tense.
His slender fingers touched the silver and cold mask, and he was about to take it off——
"Snapped!"
Xiang Yimo angrily knocked off his hand, "Sir, you are so rude!"
"A feather is broken on your mask!" He plucked out the broken pure white feather.
Xiang Yimo pursed her lips, "It's getting late..."
He immediately interrupted her, "After seeing so many scenic spots, let's find a place to have a drink!" He was good at making decisions and didn't ask Xiang Yimo whether he wanted to drink or not.
They left the Doge's Palace and went to St. Mark's Square, where there were crowds of people, wearing 17th-century costumes and colorful masks, singing and dancing. Pigeons shuttled leisurely among the crowd, sometimes fluttering and flying, sometimes standing still.
Take a nap.
The open-air cafe has a big parasol and rattan tables and chairs underneath. It is retro and elegant. Here you can see the lively scene in the square. Xiang Yimo and the knight in black sat face to face. There was no topic for a while, and the two of them were silent.
It's a little embarrassing.
His gaze was like a torch, staring at Xiang Yimo so intensely that she felt uncomfortable all over, and her wandering eyes didn't know where to look.
"Why don't you drink it?" Xiang Yimo ordered cappuccino without even touching the cup.
If you drink coffee, you have to take off your mask. She won't be easily fooled. She raised an eyebrow and said, "Then why don't you drink it?"
"I'm not thirsty!" He stood up suddenly and took Xiang Yimo's hand, "Then let's go dance!" He dragged Xiang Yimo and rushed into the crowd, spinning in circles to the cheerful music.
Saxophone, trumpet, accordion... various instruments are intertwined into beautiful music. The musicians dance and shuttle among the crowd while playing.
Maybe it’s because you can temporarily forget your original self through the mask, maybe you don’t know each other, and you don’t have to worry about making a fool of yourself, so everyone dances and jumps enthusiastically...
"Stop turning, I'm dizzy!" Xiang Yimo muttered.
He stopped suddenly, "Then let's do something technical! How about a waltz?"
Suddenly, he hooked his hand and stopped her slender waist towards his arms. The other hand held her slender hand tightly, raised it up, and moved slowly to the music...
There was no rehearsal, no corners for words, but Xiang Yimo kept up with his dance steps, following each step closely, like a shadow, as if they were one body. If there was someone behind Xiang Yimo, he would just hook his arm and she would immediately understand.
Then he turned around and changed direction.
The long skirt floats in the air, like water waves, smart and elegant.
Behind the silver mask, Xiang Yimo had a look of astonishment on his face. He raised his head in shock and stared blankly into those familiar black eyes. He stared at them with moist eyes. A trace of panic quickly flashed across his face, and he pulled out his hand from his big palm.
, pushed him away with both hands, "Sorry, I have something else to do, let's go first!"
"It's still early!" The knight in black grabbed her wrist, pulled her back to his side again, and said close to her ear, "I don't like the romantic waltz, but what about the rebellious tango?" Shen
At this moment, Xiang Yimo felt that he had nowhere to escape. His mind went blank for a moment and his thinking stopped.
He suddenly shook his head, lifted his toes off the ground, and took heavy steps. The tango was full of wildness and sexiness. He led the panicked Xiang Yimo around in a circle. Suddenly, his body leaned forward, and Xiang Yimo leaned back.
Go, stand on tiptoe with one foot and raise the other foot. Xiang Yimo suddenly lost his center of gravity and could only cling to him.
A strong sense of oppression came over him. He was still suspicious just now, but now Xiang Yimo knew it in his heart.
His bright and dark eyes approached her, "You dance so well!"
"Let me go!" Xiang Yimo pushed him hard.
He was worried that he would drop her, so he could only lift her up carefully.
Xiang Yimo turned around quickly, lifted up the hem of her skirt with both hands, and wanted to run away. However, as soon as she took a step, he hugged her tightly from behind——