He suddenly snatched the box, his voice unable to hear his emotions, "Don't throw this."
"Yuchi..." Surprise flashed across Mu Si's face.
"Don't have any thoughts, just because I planted this lavender, and I don't want the things I cultivated myself to be buried in the lonely cliff."
She looked at him faintly, listening to his unclear emotions, and didn't know whether it was loss or melancholy in her heart.
"I'll take you back, it's very dangerous here." He walked towards the car with the box.
But she stood there motionless, her empty eyes staring straight at his tall figure under the night.
"Yuchi." She suddenly called him, "I want to ask you for one thing, the last thing."
He paused for a moment, but did not look back and said coldly: "Tell me."
Musi's face raised a little prayer, "Can we go on vacation together? Let's go to France's favorite skiing in Chamonix. I remember your favorite thrilling ski resorts there, and the adventure of the Alps.
Mountaineering.”
"Why do you still do this?" he asked quietly.
"I hope we can get together and part. Since our beginning is such a fairy tale, I also hope that the end will be beautiful, and I don't want to be as speechless and sad as it is now."
Lan Yuchi turned around and looked at her. Her thin figure seemed particularly delicate in the whistling mountain breeze.
The soft moonlight draped over her beautiful figure like white veil, showing a hazy and soft beauty.
At this time, she was standing next to the big rock where they had watched the sunset together, and the big rock had been marked with the figures of the two snuggling each other.
He still remembers that she once wanted to jump off this big rock. At that time, she knew that he was going to divorce Wang Aoshuang, so she was heartbroken and wanted to leave this world.
Fortunately, he arrived in time, so he avoided the tragedy.
The memories of the past floated through his mind like fragments, concealing his thoughts.
The two of them stared at each other silently, and there was silence everywhere, only the mountain wind with the cold fragrance of trees flowed slowly.
Mu Si saw that he had not spoken for a long time and thought he wanted to refuse. Just when she was about to be disappointed, he slowly said a word, "Okay."
However, his expression was so blurry that it was so difficult that it was hard to guess what he was thinking.
Her heart immediately felt like a wave of joy, and she couldn't help but feel happy, "Yuchi, thank you."
His tone still didn't have much warmth, "I'll let you know after I'll make arrangements."
Mu Si smiled happily. No matter what reason he promised her, it had already made her feel indescribable satisfaction.
A week later, the two arrived at the Chamonix ski holy site in France, which was filled with fresh atmosphere.
Although it is still autumn in China, Chamonix has entered the skiing season.
This small town in the Alps is surrounded by snow-capped mountains, surrounded by pink and jade, and is covered with silver. The earth is like wearing a gorgeous and spectacular silver dress, and the scenery is so beautiful that it makes people fascinate.
This is a world-famous ski resort with hundreds of snow tracks, elementary greenways, intermediate redways and super difficult underworlds.
After the two of them took a day off, adjusted the time difference, they started a pleasant skiing trip.
Musi's skiing skills are of medium level, and they are basically taught by Lan Yuchi since she came to vacation, but Lan Yuchi's skills are very good and she likes to challenge various difficult ski trails.