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Chapter 881

My attention was attracted by the dreamy beauty of Wellington. As the capital of New Zealand, Wellington is a very natural city. It is located on the shore of a deep-water harbor and is surrounded by dense jungle hills. The city is full of mystery.

The magical color of Wellington has always been known as the "City of Wind". Driving or walking on the forest-covered Victoria Hill, people can definitely smell some magic from the sunshine brought by the strong wind.

Caidoco Park north of Wellington is the fairyland-like beautiful elf kingdom in the film. Here, Elrond, the elf king, rescued Frodo, whose life was in danger; here, Frodo volunteered to take the Lord of the Rings to the Mountains of Doom.

Destroyed; it was also here that the nine-man Lord of the Rings Expedition was established... This is a forest park where you can camp, hike, swim or kayak.

There are many bars, cafes, restaurants and theaters in downtown Wellington. It is New Zealand's most dynamic entertainment district. The Royal New Zealand Ballet and Symphony Orchestra, as well as national dance, drama, opera and music groups are gathered here. Wellington at the same time

It is also a super prosperous commercial district with a concentration of various shops. It has many fashion stores and the country's leading department stores.

In the next few days, Hong Ya and I wandered around this beautiful city. We shopped and played during the day, and after dinner in the evening we stayed together when we returned to the hotel.

Every time I entered the room, I threw her on the bed, leaned over, and her face that made my heart tremble came closer and closer. I stretched out my arms and wrapped her around her like a wave. She felt so good

The smell made me feel like I was in a dense forest, and the mottled shadows of the sun shone through the leaves all over us. I looked at her intently, with obsession in my eyes. The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and we could hear each other's breathing clearly.

.Her breath, with the fragrance of mint, brushed my face warmly. I kissed her suddenly and wildly. Her kiss was urgent and infatuated, sucking and swallowing everything about me. At this moment, it seemed that her breath had already

Filled with everything, her lips were like flames, almost burning me to ashes. I would rather be ashes.

One day we headed towards Auckland, because there is a place called Rotorua, which is New Zealand's earliest tourist destination. As soon as we arrived in Rotorua, I immediately felt that there was something special here, and the smell of sulfur was everywhere.

.Geysers in the nearby geothermal area shoot into the air from time to time, and the boiling mud pools are steaming. The largest of them is the Bohudu Geyser. Bohudu means "spouting water" in Maori, and it is steaming.

The water column rising into the sky was very spectacular against the blue sky and white clouds, but in Waiotapu I saw another scene of the volcanic hot springs, which were colorful lakes formed in the crater, which were extremely beautiful.

And the feeling of soaking in hot springs is really a great enjoyment. Spend an afternoon in the hot spring pool surrounded by rockeries and steaming mist, and slowly fall asleep under the warm sun. Anyone will forget what winter looks like. But my favorite is still

When we were at Egoton Ranch the day before, we enjoyed a performance of nineteen kinds of sheep, including sheepdogs running back and forth on the stage, shearing sheep, feeding lambs and other exciting projects. This was the first time in my life that I tried it.

I was shearing sheep. While I was shearing sheep, Hong Ya was standing by with her camera to take pictures.

"I would like to become a little sheep and cuddle up next to you..." Wang Luobin's sad and desolate love song sounded in my ears. I quickly lowered my head and stopped shearing. Instead, I gently stroked the docile little sheep and said with my heart.

He pressed his face against it, letting his vision become increasingly blurry.

She smiled warmly, said nothing, and just stretched out her hand to rub my hair.

I remember watching a very classic romantic literary film "Red Dust", San Mao's work, starring Brigitte Lin and Qin Han. The flashy dreamlike scenes are like yellowed memories. The pursuit of love is fragmented in the end, and until

The white hair is thick, and the male protagonist has not waited for the person he is waiting for. As an adult, he understands that love is fleeting, and there are too many variables in the world. Once you let go, you may never have a chance to recover, and you will have to spend your whole life.

To remember a relationship.

On the way back to the hotel, she held my hand tightly, as if she was afraid that I would get lost. She must have understood the truth that a moment is eternity, and then she said something that almost made me cry. She said: "Feng Xiao,

I want to be a sheep in my next life, and I still want to be with you."

"Hong Ya..."

At night, I hugged her and fell asleep. When I woke up in the middle of the night, I saw her standing blankly in front of the window, her back lonely and lonely. Just from her back, I could feel the chaos and helplessness in her heart. She seemed to be thinking about something.

She looked very hesitant. It took a long time for her to get back on the bed and hug me tightly.

In fact, I didn't sleep. I could clearly hear her murmuring in my ear: "What should I do? What should I do? Feng Xiao, I can't leave you. I'm afraid to death that I can't close my eyes. I've never been like this before."

I've been so scared that I can't comfort myself no matter what I do... Once I have you, I can't bear to let you go, and I even want to take you to the grave. Why am I so stubborn?"

I bit my lower lip desperately to prevent myself from crying.

What else she said was very vague to me, and I fell asleep amidst her chatter.

It was already dawn when we woke up, and there was sunlight outside, which barely shone on our bedside. She had already opened the curtains.

I found her sitting on the bedside in a daze, "What? You didn't sleep?"

She shook her head, "I slept for a while and kept dreaming. I just stopped sleeping. Feng Xiao, look at this."

Only then did I realize that she was holding a ring on her hand. We bought the ring together yesterday and it was expensive. When I asked her why she bought it, she just said two words to me: "I like it."

"Look again, did you find that this diamond glows with blue light?" Now, she asked me.

I took the ring from her hand and looked at it against the sun. It was true, the strange light was full of blue, cold and mysterious, as if it came from some distant planet in the universe.

"Do you know the name of this diamond?" she asked me.

"It also has a name? What's it called?" I asked in surprise.

"Tears of the goddess," she said.

"Tears of the goddess?" I was surprised.

"Yes, this kind of diamond is very rare. Legend has it that there lived a beautiful goddess in a forest in South Africa. She fell in love with a brave hunter, but the hunter later betrayed her. The goddess was extremely sad and spent the whole night

When she cries, diamonds always fall all over the place where she cries. It turns out that this goddess has some mysterious power. When she cries, her tears will turn into diamonds. And the hunter who betrayed her secretly hides in the place where she cries.

After picking up diamonds, the goddess realized that the hunter had done it on purpose. She stabbed the hunter to death in anger, and then gouged out her own eyes so that she would never cry again. Without tears, there would be no blue.

Diamond, no one will ever deceive her again..."

I was dumbfounded, "What a poignant story!"

"Yes, I heard this story many years ago, and I also knew about this kind of diamond. I didn't expect to buy it here. Feng Xiao, didn't you ask me yesterday why I bought it? Let me tell you, I just want to buy it here.

It’s for you. These are my tears.”

"Hong Ya!" I no longer know what words to use to express my inner emotions. Her tears? Does she think I deceived her?

Her voice was faint and authentic: "In the final analysis, my life is too miserable. Why didn't I meet you earlier?"

The tenderness in my heart suddenly rose, and I immediately hugged her tightly. At this moment, everything I said became meaningless and helpless.

Later we returned to Wellington and started our aimless tour. In fact, we all knew that we just needed to be together. As for where we were, it no longer seemed that important.

One night we went to the beach, and the night here was not as quiet as I imagined. When the moon climbed above the head, my ears were filled with the chirping of birds and insects from everywhere. She and I took off our shoes, put our feet on

Ya put it into the cool sea water, then lay on the shore and whispered.

We all have sex at night, as if we want to finish all the things in this life in this period of time. Every time after we finish, she goes to take a shower, then comes to lie down next to me, then grabs my hand, and

She stayed like this all night, never letting go, as if she was afraid that I would disappear from her eyes if she let go.

One night in the middle of the night, I woke up and found her crying. "Why are you crying?" I looked at the tears welling up in her eyes and reached out to wipe them away.

She stared at me blankly without saying anything, just shaking her head slightly. Then... "Feng Xiao..." she choked and threw herself into my arms.

After that, every time we ended our lovemaking, she would stroke my thick hair and my eyebrows over and over again. During the day, we walked hand in hand on the boulevard, counting the mottled shadows of the sun on the ground, and we spoke very little.

Every day we watch the sunset and sunrise together, watching the lights of the city spread to every corner, and happiness spreads in each other's hearts. Or, we will take a taxi and drive around the city, with the quiet street scene outside the window.

Fly over...

This is the happiest day in my life. Yes, I am very happy, but this happiness only exists when the person I love feels happy. If she feels unhappy, how can I be happy?

I couldn't remember how long I had been in this city with her, because I had completely forgotten the concept of time. I didn't ask her, because I felt that having her by my side was enough.

That day, I was walking with her on the streets of Wellington. I finally remembered this incident, and suddenly realized that neither my cell phone nor her cell phone had made any sound for a long time. "Hong Ya, is your cell phone battery dead?"

?”

She smiled and answered me: "No, I took off the battery of my mobile phone. I also took off yours. That day I said to myself, one day when you think about the mobile phone, we should go back.

.”

I asked her in surprise: "If I remember it the next day, do we have to go back right away?"

She nodded, "When you think of it, it already means that you are tired of me and no longer want to stay here with me, because you already have a homecoming in your heart."

I don't agree with her statement, "Hong Ya, how can you say this? Is it normal for me to think about mobile phones? This thing has become a necessity for us after all?"

She shook her head, "Since we are together, we should give all our thoughts to each other. I felt it when I first got here, and your thoughts are indeed all on me. Maybe we won't stay like this for too long.

But as long as there is such a day, I will be satisfied. I didn’t expect you to think about the mobile phone after so many days. I am really satisfied.”

I couldn't help but find her idea a bit funny, "Hong Ya, I never thought you would be jealous of your cell phone."

But she didn't smile, but shook her head slightly, "I'm a woman. Women's ideas are sometimes very strange. Now you know, right?"

I went to hold her hand and said, "Hong Ya, I understand what you mean, but I really don't want to leave here or leave you right away. Really."

She was still shaking her head, "I said, I am already very satisfied. Your heart has already begun to move, and the idea of ​​going back has already entered your mind. I know."

I have to admit that what she said is right. Indeed, at the moment when I suddenly remembered the mobile phone, a thought suddenly appeared in my mind: What day is it now? How long have we been here? Yes

Isn't it time to go back?

Of course, I didn't dare to say it, and I didn't dare to admit it after she said so many things. At this time, I suddenly felt guilty in my heart, and I suddenly felt that I was very sorry for her deep affection for me.

She said: "Let's go and have coffee. Then you can go back as soon as possible. You are a man and you have to have your own career."

I was immediately shocked, "Hong Ya, aren't you going back?"

She shook her head, "I still want to stay here alone for a while. I want to be quiet. Let's wait for some time before I go back after the Spring Festival. I don't want to spend the Spring Festival in China, and I don't want to see other people's family reunions.

I don’t want to be nagged by my parents. I will come back after the Spring Festival.”

I was silent for a moment, and a sad feeling suddenly rose in my heart.

Wellington is a beautiful mountain city. We were sitting in a cafe high up in the city. From here we could see a large part of the city, including the sea in the distance. The decoration of this cafe was very simple, and there were decorations everywhere inside.

There is a strong aroma of coffee. I like this place very much.

Wellington has delicious food from all over the world, but the most attractive thing is a small cup of coffee. Another name of this city is the "Coffee City". Walking on the streets, small cafes can be seen everywhere. I don't know how to drink it.

Coffee people, however, when the weather is fine, sitting in a roadside cafe and enjoying a cup of strong coffee, admiring the coast and mountains in the distance outside the window, is a feeling that cannot be experienced in any other city cafe.

Arrived. What’s more, I still have her in front of me.

That day, she urged me to go back more than once. Later, I almost quarreled with her because I felt that she was a little impatient and tried to get me to leave as soon as possible.

"Hong Ya, do you think it's inconvenient for you to have me here?" I asked her emotionally.

She was not angry, "I said, you are a man and you should have your own career. Since you have already thought about going back, you should go back as soon as possible. You are a person with an employer, and you will be hired soon.

You have been promoted, you should go back earlier now. If you delay that matter, Sister Lin will definitely scold me in the future. She doesn’t know that I came here."

I couldn't help but feel sad.

That night, she sent me to the airport. When I entered the security check, I suddenly felt an unspeakable pain coming over me.

I didn't cry, but I was more heartbroken than ever. Being in the endless flow of people, it seemed like I was on an empty stage. The protagonist was me, and the opponent was loneliness. From the beginning to the end, there was only parting. I was too deeply involved in the play, and the people watching the play were too deep.

They have all left, and I am still lonely on the stage...

After getting off the plane, I felt like I had landed on another planet. The aroma of coffee was no longer here, and even the air became unfamiliar.

I did not stay in Beijing, but rushed back to my home in Jiangnan overnight. I didn’t want to walk alone on the journey. However, when I returned home, when I faced every empty corner of my home,

Only then did I realize that I was still so lonely.

I didn't turn on my phone until I got home. After I took a shower, I suddenly remembered it. I finally remembered my phone, which meant that I was back in the world of mortals. This is Hong Ya's

But what she said is right.

I wanted to call Hong Ya and tell her that I had returned home safely. However, what I didn't expect was that her mobile phone was still turned off.

Let her wander there alone for a while, maybe she will feel better this way. I thought sadly in my heart.

Suddenly I found text messages on my phone. Most of them were poems. I deleted them as soon as I read them. Many of them didn’t read the specific content at all. They just said: Call me back!

Suddenly, I found someone from Lin Yu inside: Feng Xiao, please postpone your return to China.

I was suddenly stunned: What did she mean?

I hurriedly called her, but after the call was connected, she said: "I'm in a meeting."

I said, "Then I'll call you back later."

She said: "Are you still there? Did you see my text message?"

I immediately felt that she was not in a meeting because her voice was not particularly quiet. I replied: "I'm back. I haven't turned on my phone yet."

She sighed, "Hey! This is life. Okay, don't call me recently. Just one sentence, don't admit anything."

Her call was hung up, and I held the phone, dumbfounded. (To be continued)


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