Walking by the Brownlee River, Huang Wanting felt warm smiles passing over her cheeks. She sighed slightly, looked sideways at Fang Zhiqiang's profile that seemed to glow under the sunlight, and whispered softly. He said, "Qiangzi, how long has it been since we stayed together quietly like this?"

Fang Zhiqiang was stunned for a moment, recalled it carefully, and then said: "It's been more than half a year. ”

In fact, looking back, I really spent very little time with Huang Wanting. Except for the time in the basement, they only occasionally had meals together.

For them, drinking and having sex was the happiest thing in the past. In addition, the time the two people really spent together was actually very limited.

Huang Wanting lifted her hair from her chin and said with a blurred look in her eyes: "Yes, if it weren't for this coincidence, maybe we would never have the opportunity to get along like this in our lifetime."

"Wanting, you know, I am a rough person. I used to be a courier, and later I was a vegetable seller. I have never understood these things very well."

Fang Zhiqiang seemed to feel Huang Wanting's overwhelming emotions, and immediately felt something was wrong, so he said this.

In fact, Fang Zhiqiang knows what Huang Wanting means, but the relationship between him and her can always be a pure friend, and no other impurities can be mixed.

Therefore, from the beginning, Fang Zhiqiang must make his position clear to avoid a situation that is difficult to recover from.

When Huang Wanting heard Fang Zhiqiang’s words, she naturally understood what Fang Zhiqiang meant. She turned her head and looked at the river view under the railing, and said no more.

The silence lasted for nearly a minute, and Huang Wanting suddenly said: "By the way, why haven't I seen you smoking recently?"

Fang Zhiqiang smiled and said: "Back then, , I really think cigarettes are a good thing, because they make me feel that there are things I can do in this world."

Huang Wanting couldn't help but laugh when she heard Fang Zhiqiang's emotion. Huang Wanting also has her own understanding of this matter.

"Did you get married later and the Porsche girl didn't let you smoke, so you quit at will?"

Huang Wanting asked tentatively, after all, it was about Li Xiaoxiao. , Fang Zhiqiang has not mentioned it even half a sentence so far, but this issue is of great concern to Huang Wanting.

"There may be reasons for this, but more importantly, it is to not affect the people around you, because smoking is indeed bad for everyone around you."

Fang Zhiqiang looked at Huang Wanting and said seriously.

"Then...when you came here this time, didn't the Porsche girl come with you?"

Huang Wanting could see that Fang Zhiqiang was deliberately avoiding her question, Suddenly I couldn't help but ask directly.

Fang Zhiqiang suddenly fell silent, turned to Huang Wanting, looked at her seriously, but did not speak for a long time.

"What...what's wrong?"

Huang Wanting frowned unnaturally and said as Fang Zhiqiang stared at her.

“Let’s go and have a look at the Iron Tower!”

Fang Zhiqiang looked at Huang Wanting’s confused look, suddenly smiled, and pointed in the direction of the Iron Tower. , turned around first and walked over.

However, the look of doubt on Huang Wanting's face is getting stronger and stronger. What kind of secret does Li Xiaoxiao have? Why doesn’t Fang Zhiqiang want to mention a word?

Huang Wanting had a lot of doubts in her heart, but seeing Fang Zhiqiang's state, Huang Wanting couldn't bear to ask any more questions.

A few people came here not so much to sell music as to travel. They carried a guitar all afternoon, but didn’t sing a song. They spent the whole afternoon looking at the scenery.

When the sky was about to get dark, Xiaoman and Huang Wanting were also a little tired. Fang Zhiqiang said: "Go back? Didn't you say that it is very unsafe at night?"

Huang Wanting looked at Fang Zhiqiang and then at Xiaoman. It was obvious that Xiaoman must have told Fang Zhiqiang about this matter.

But she immediately waved her hand and said: "It's okay, aren't we here for you today? There's nothing to worry about!"

"This time is just right. It’s just a good time to go and sing after get off work!”

As Huang Wanting said this, she turned to the cliff where they often stayed, took out her guitar, and started playing.

Fang Zhiqiang looked at Huang Wanting's series of smooth movements and behaviors, and a touch of warmth surged in his heart again. Whether it was Huang Wanting before or Huang Wanting now, she was a girl who could be happy simply. She has never forgotten her original intention and has always stuck to her original intention.

Many people cannot do this.

Fang Zhiqiang immediately raised his steps, walked towards Huang Wanting, took the guitar from her hand, and started playing.

It was still the song "Who's Who's Who", Huang Wanting's slightly hoarse voice sounded in the Champ de Mars next to Paris, and every pedestrian passing by slowly stopped and walked in this direction. Come over.

They seem to haveAs if they had met Huang Wanting, they all looked at Huang Wanting with admiration. It was obvious that Huang Wanting had been in this place during this period. The moment they saw Huang Wanting, they recognized her.

"Qiangzi, can you sing a song too?"

After singing, Huang Wanting thanked several people who had just put money into the guitar case. , came to Fang Zhiqiang and said to Fang Zhiqiang.

Fang Zhiqiang did not refuse. Singing in such a place is indeed a rare opportunity.

After simply clearing his throat, Fang Zhiqiang handed the guitar to Huang Wanting.

"Let's sing "The Story of Time."

Fang Zhiqiang raised his hand to Huang Wanting, and while talking, he walked to the cliff and prepared to sing. A song.

On the side, Xiao Man has been standing behind Huang Wanting. Although there is a faint smile on his face, there is a trace of tangle hidden under the smile.

The night wind was a little cool, and it felt a bit chilly on the face. However, the pedestrians who stopped were looking at Huang Wanting and Fang Zhiqiang very intently. Since the prelude was not over yet, everyone I am also skeptical about Fang Zhiqiang's singing.

But just when Fang Zhiqiang was about to speak, the sound of a motorcycle suddenly sounded next to him.

The sound sounded very harsh, like a modified motorcycle, and the sound of the machine was very loud.

Fang Zhiqiang also frowned slightly. Normally, it would be nothing strange to encounter such a situation on the street, but Fang Zhiqiang always felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough, the motorcycle headed straight towards Huang Wanting. The target was obvious, it was the guitar case in front of Huang Wanting!

At this time, Huang Wanting also reacted, picked up the guitar case, and stepped back a few steps. Huang Wanting has seen a lot of this kind of situation, and now she naturally has a certain understanding of it. Defense experience.

However, the two young men on the motorcycle seemed unwilling to let go of the guitar case and continued to rush towards Huang Wanting.

This time, Fang Zhiqiang was completely uneasy. He could encounter such a thing just one night here. This place was really chaotic.

With a quick step, Fang Zhiqiang headed towards Huang Wanting, but compared to the speed of the motorcycle, Fang Zhiqiang obviously had no time to react.

At this moment, the onlookers on the street also realized that something was wrong. Some people who couldn't stand it had already started shouting at the people on the motorcycle, but it was a motorcycle after all. It was just a few words. Accusations obviously cannot stop them.