Xia Chenxi held her breasts and said goodbye to the man. She got off the train. The platform was built in the center of the town. As soon as she got down, she saw a garden. The white military watchtower was in the west of the town. Xia Chenxi looked at the white watchtower.
Squinted his eyes.
There were only two people getting off the bus at this platform, one was her, and the other was a very solemn little girl, a white man, with golden hair, blue eyes, no smile on her face, she could put a Buddha on her face
The iceberg of talking.
Xia Chenxi walked into the town. The town was not very crowded. A street was connected from beginning to end. There were two-story villas on both sides, with flowers blooming. Each villa had a small garden.
The streets are very quiet, there is no sound at all, and there is no one here.
However, the flowers are blooming very lushly.
All kinds of iris are everywhere, this is the French national flower. This town has grown a lot, and there are many red, purple, and pink flowers, blooming on the walls of the villa, on the flower stands,
It gives people a sense of peace, tranquility and beauty.
The fragrance of flowers wafts in the air.
Xia Chenxi thought to herself, is this where she grew up?
I am also very familiar with her dreams, there was such a beautiful town.
The ground is full of flowers and the fragrance is pleasant.
The little girl walked into a small villa and closed the door. Mimi suddenly jumped out of Xia Chenxi's arms, rushed in front, and turned around and shouted. Xia Chenxi and Mimi had a close relationship, knowing that Mimi was taking care of her
go home.
She smiled slightly and followed Mimi.
There are only two roads in the town, one main road from beginning to end, and one from east to west. There are only two cross-crossing main roads. The others are all small roads, and tall French sycamore planted in front of the villa.
There is a parking space under the sycamore tree. Xia Chenxi noticed that several bulletproof cars were parked under the sycamore tree, all of which were all in color. She didn't know what brand of bulletproof cars, black, low-key, and luxurious.
Other parking spaces are also, except for sports cars, all of them are bulletproof cars.
Sports cars are all kinds of out of print, and you can imagine that the people in the town are very wealthy.
Xia Chenxi looked up at the sycamore tree, and she felt a sense of confusion. What is the origin of this town? Such a small town has a platform, and basically no one gets off the bus here. In fact, there is no need for this platform.
Build.
From Marseille to Paris, there are too many such towns on the way.
If there are all platforms, how many times do you have to stop?
When I saw the people living here, they were either rich or noble.
Xia Chenxi followed Mimi, turned right at the intersection, walked into a two-lane path, and walked fifty meters along the path, where there were two rows of tall French sycamore trees, and the leaves of the sycamore trees were still green.
Mimi stopped in front of a pink and white villa, pointed her front paws at the door, screaming, and she looked very happy, as if she was saying, "Master, we are back home, Master, we are back home."
Xia Chenxi's heart softened and fell into a kind of unexciting pain.
Go home.
Is this her home?
The walls of her villa were full of flowers. They were not at home. Who was taking care of the flowers and who was watching the house? Outside the villa was a row of white fence doors, and Xia Chenxi pushed open the fence door.
There is no lock here. When you enter the door, there is a pebble path, and flowers are next to it. One pot after another, it is very beautiful, and it brings a breath of spring.