095 Love is a rose of thorns soaked in sweetness with blood
"How do you understand how I feel!" Ouyang Weiwei glared at him.
For a dream that died before it could be realized, how could she not be excited when she saw her idol again? However, in this life, it would be even more difficult for her to realize this dream!
Because she mentioned it to her family, Li Moru objected.
Tang Qianye looked at her red eyes and said softly, "Do you need a walk?"
Ouyang Weiwei nodded.
The two came to Strauss Park Square and strolled in the evening breeze of summer night. Here, she saw the world-famous Danube River, glowing with golden waves under the moonlight, and many people were walking on the river.
It's cool outside, and the warm German of local folk customs is filling my ears. On the other side of the river, there are couples rowing rubber boats...
The beautiful Danube River is so comfortable and tranquil that even the dogs who come to drink water by the river become elegant.
Ouyang Weiwei looked at the reflection of the Gothic architecture on the river and suddenly asked Tang Qianye, "What was the reason why you left Tang Family in the first place?"
Tang Qianye obviously didn't expect that she would ask this question, and his eyes flashed for a moment.
He looked into the distance, his smooth and beautiful chin raised slightly, and a look of contemplation between his brows. There was melancholy in his handsome face, and there was both gentleness and frost in his dark eyes——
He doesn't want to answer this question!
"Forget it, I won't ask if you don't want to tell me." Ouyang Weiwei didn't want to force him, but she was a little strange, "Then, don't you have any dreams? Or things you like?"
Generally men are ambitious and have aspirations as high as the sky.
Wouldn't it be better to flex your muscles and realize your ambitions if you stay with Down syndrome?
How do you know...
"I don't have dreams." He reached out and hugged her waist from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and said with a smile, "But I have things I like."
Weiwei was a little angry, but she didn't refuse his intimacy, "You just say what you like about me."
Tang Qianye was silent and buried his face in her hair.
Opening his hand, Ouyang Weiwei walked a few steps faster in frustration, keeping distance from him.
But after walking for a while, there was no movement.
Just as he was thinking whether this Jia Qiu was too cold, his voice came from behind...
"Weiwei?" He called her from behind, his voice sounding particularly beautiful in the night, like the sound of a violin, "Your ballet is very good, isn't it?"
Ouyang Weiwei stopped and asked, "Why do you see it?"
She didn't remember performing for him.
"It can be seen, from the pace, behavior, and expression..." Tang Qianye looked at that figure as soft and beautiful as the moon god, and a desire to possess him arose in his heart for no reason. He looked at her, and he felt cold just now
The coldness in his eyes has gone, and they are as quiet and soft as moonlight and flowing water. He stood there and spoke Ouyang Weiwei's heartfelt words with certainty, "So, your dream is the stage."
Ouyang Weiwei turned back and glared at him from the front. She pursed her red lips tightly on her soft white face. She was a little angry when someone saw through her. "My dreams are none of your business. You don't need to guess."
"Are you angry?" he asked.
Seeing that she was silent, Tang Qianye lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then remembered why she was angry, and then said, "Weiwei, actually it would be great if we could be together, why do we have to get married? Many people get married but never end up together.
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He is still reasonable!
Ouyang Weiwei became even more angry, "Then do you think we can continue to be lovers like this? Then, when I am thirty or forty years old, will it be the same?"
If she hadn't known the cause of his illness, she would have felt that he was not serious at all...
She was very uneasy. Based on her psychological shadow, she needed a reason to be with him at ease.
Seeing that she was angry, Tang Qianye fell silent, his face a little at a loss, and he didn't know how to say goodbye to her.
This scene, which was like a young couple quarreling, was seen by the old housekeeper who was waiting not far away, and made him anxious. His young master is not very good at comforting others. I hope Miss Ouyang will not blame him...
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Ahead, Ouyang Weiwei looked at Tang Qianye for a while, and finally couldn't stand the innocent expression on her face.
She walked over and said angrily, "Okay, for the sake of coming with me tonight, I will temporarily forgive you."
Tang Qianye nodded, with a slight curve on his lips.
A church stands far away across the river, with the breeze blowing and the bells ringing melodiously.
The atmosphere suddenly became much quieter.
Ouyang Weiwei looked at him steadily and suddenly asked, "Qianye, did you say that except not to marry me and to love me forever, you can promise me everything else?"
He nodded ▼_▼, "Yeah."
"Anything goes."
"Um."
"What's wrong?" He didn't understand.
"Nothing, let's go back." She held his hand affectionately, with a sly look on her lips.
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Tang Qianye said that he came to Austria to meet some friends. To this, Ouyang Weiwei readily agreed to let him go without asking him to go shopping with her. Finally, Tang Qianye, the old housekeeper, Mei Lin, and the other three
Wearing suits and ties, we set off grandly to meet some important friends. But Xier stayed to look after Ouyang Weiwei...
After watching them leave the hotel from the window of the presidential suite, Ouyang Weiwei quickly changed her clothes.
Xi'er looked at the hurried background of her trying on clothes with confusion, "Miss Ouyang, where are you going?"
"Let's go shopping. I'm going to buy something very important."
Vienna ancient building street.
There are many palaces and churches here, built between the 13th and 15th centuries, with different styles. The black Rolls-Royce stopped at the door of a Byzantine-style church. The old butler got out of the car and opened the rear door.
, Tang Qianye walked toward the church with a solemn expression and a happy and upright body. The old butler and Mei Lin stood behind him in a triangle, like support and protection.
The three of them walked in, passed through the long aisle in the middle, and walked to the cross at the front.
Tang Qianye looked up at the sacred cross and softly recited a hymn...
Inside, the voices of the citizens of Vienna were heard confessing to the priest:
"Father, I am guilty, I cheated on my wife..."
"Son, why do you think you have betrayed your wife?"
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After a few citizens came out, Tang Qianye went in, and the priest's loving voice came from behind the curtain, "Child, what do you want to ask?"
Tang Qianye's pale face was filled with beauty, and his voice was cold, "Father, what is love?"
The voice inside paused for a second, and then the loving voice remained the same, "Child, God said, love is the only thing we can take with us when we die in this world."
Unlike others, after the priest replied, he asked him, "Child, what do you think love is?"
Tang Qianye replied, "Love is a rose with thorns, soaked in sweetness with blood!"
Inside, the priest with a white beard was stunned for a moment, and then said: "My child, you have misunderstandings in your thoughts, please go to God and repent."
At this time, a priest in religious uniform walked out from the side, bowed his head to Tang Qianye, showed his hand and led the three of them to another room, and opened the secret door...
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