flash wedding diary

Chapter 53

Friday, June 6, Andorra, sunny.

Arrived in Andorra La Vella yesterday morning, we finished shopping the capital of this pocket country that afternoon.

It's really small.

The small area can't even accommodate an airport. The flight we took was newly built in the suburbs, adjacent to the border of the bullfighting country, and then it took two trains before arriving in Andorra la Vella.

There is only one main street, and if you walk straight from the street to the end of the street, you can walk in 10 minutes.

But this is a famous commercial street that is famous all over the world. The high-rise buildings erected on both sides are full of famous brand stores. This is a shopping paradise for women. You can find all kinds of luxurious fashion clothes and top brand cosmetics. Because these luxury goods are all tax-free, the price It is very, very cheap. If there is a discount event, a lipstick of [-] to [-] yuan on the Huaguo market can be bought here for dozens of dollars, and it is absolutely genuine, so tourists who come and go here are almost everywhere. Carrying large and small bags in and out until they can no longer be lifted.

Yan Shouzhen and I have no desire to shop.Look, besides, I'm allergic to cosmetics, even if I want to bring back some souvenirs for Lao San, Yi Qiu, Xiao Weng, and those female relatives who are not close, Yan Shouzhen will not let me go in.

So I had to ask him to go in and buy it for me.

Yan Shouzhen's face turned dark, but when he saw me smiling like a fox eating grapes, his displeased face gradually revealed a helpless expression, and after buying me an ice cream, he really went in A cosmetics store.

Watching his tall and stalwart back disappear at the door of the luxury brand, I felt a great sense of satisfaction in my heart. This man is really willing to do everything for me.

I sat on a clean marble railing by the side of the street, looking at the sparsely populated street, basking in the warm sunshine while eating sweet ice cream, the cool wind brought A trace of alpine chill brushed his face, a little cold, which is really rare in the weather in June.

I shrank my neck, imagining Yan Shouzhen being surrounded by female shop assistants with exquisite makeup, and I was a little unhappy.

However, before I ate half of the ice cream, Yan Shouzhen strode out.

"Huh? Didn't you buy it?" I saw that he was empty-handed. Could it be that the cosmetics inside were not of high quality and he didn't like them, or the business in the store was so good that they were all sold out?

"It's checked." He replied concisely.

I:! ! !

I suddenly remembered his extravagant behavior when he bought me a mask in the water city. Yes, he must have pointed at the cosmetics displayed on the counter and bought them all!

Then just fill in a delivery address.

"In the future, you can't spend so much on buying things!" I said to him sternly, "There must be a limit to everything, and it's not rare if you have too many. Like last time you bought so many masks at once, and you can't use them often. How troublesome it is to move it out of the place!"

However, I, who was sitting, and him who was standing, were already a bit shorter in imposing manner, and because the lips were still stained with finely crushed ice cream, they were even less convincing!

Yan Shouzhen just looked at me like this, and listened carefully to my advocating that thrift is a traditional virtue that cannot be discarded. The indifferent smile on his face widened, and then he raised my chin, bowed his head, and directly Sealed with a kiss.

When I broke away from his embrace, flushed and panting, the ice cream in my hand had already fallen to the ground, but he still smacked his mouth, relishing the sweetness of the kiss, as if he had tasted the most delicious nectar in the world.

Perhaps our movement was a bit loud, and it attracted the attention of two tourists who had just stepped out of the luxury brand store. They covered their mouths with their hands, and stared at us two with gossip eyes.

I was ashamed and ashamed, so I quickly picked up the ice cream that fell on the ground and threw it into the trash can.

When I turned my head again, Yan Shouzhen had already pulled out a wet tissue, and carefully wiped my hands that were stained with ice cream.

I forgive him without hesitation...

Afterwards, we went to the Church of San Estefan, the famous stone church, and also visited the Church of St. Marty, which was once the private residence of the rich man. That night, we went to the hot spring center in the suburb of Caldea for half a soak. Hours of hot springs to wash away the fatigue and fatigue along the way before returning to the hotel.

Of course, I also went to the church that I promised my mother when I was a child.

It's easy to find, walk down the main commercial street, turn around a row of residential houses, and walk along the green shade.

But everything in front of me seems to be different from the memory.

My dad used to go to the opposite side of the street to buy me ice cream, but that side has now been replaced by a music fountain surrounded by flowers, and tourists who are tired of walking in twos and threes are sitting by the pool to rest.

The green shade on both sides seems to be more luxuriant than in memory, and the rustling wind woke up the dormant Cicada on the tree, who was playing drowsy songs one after another.

Even the church that occasionally appeared in the dream was more mottled and old than in memory.

It opened the door, it was dark inside, there was no one there, it was deserted, there were still a few withered leaves lying on the floor, when the cool wind blew in, it only lazily shook its broken body, and then I can't move.

It must have been a long time since anyone visited here.

I feel very sad. This was the place where my mother placed her hope, hoping to get my father's promise, but my father finally failed her, and the church where she placed all her hopes has become so depressed now. .

The palm of my hand was clasped tightly by a big warm hand, and I regained my senses from the sadness.

"Don't be sad, our mother is watching us in heaven." Yan Shouzhen pressed his forehead against mine and comforted me softly.

"Hmm!" I sniffled, tiptoed involuntarily, and pressed a nostalgic kiss on his lips.

Yan Shouzhen was very happy. When I wanted to deepen the kiss, I took out an exquisite ring box from my arms. When I just knelt down on one knee to propose, Yan Shouzhen hurriedly pulled me up, and said Said: "I promise! I promise! Get up, the ground is cold."

He was still so calm and unhurried, I could still hear the excited trill in his voice, I looked up and met his sparkling pupils.

I stretched out my hand to wipe away the moisture from the corner of his eyes, he grabbed my hand and pressed it to his lips, kissed every fingertip, and imprinted the hot kiss on the back of my hand, just like A promise of affection, with a deadline of eternity.

Then Yan Shouzhen put his lips in his mouth and smiled, and I smiled too.

There was no wedding music, no guests, no flowers, and no address from the priest. I devoutly put the ring on the ring finger of Yan Shouzhen's left hand, where a ring was already lying there.

Yan Shouzhen also put another ring on the ring finger of my left hand, and there was also a precious ring lying there.

The ring he gave and the ring I gave were so closely linked to each other.

Wandering in the embrace of happiness, I clasped my fingers tightly with Yan Shouzhen, and my mind was full of well-conceived blueprints for marriage.

The post-marriage blueprint conceived by Yan Shouzhen is obviously slightly different from mine.

Early this morning, I was pulled up by him and went to ride a bicycle.

He has always complained that my physical strength is too weak, too poor, too bad to keep up with his stamina, he has no way to back down on this kind of thing, so the one who backs down can only be me.

So my exercise was put on the agenda by him without any room for change.

The Principality of Andorra is small, but in winter there are irresistible ski resorts for tourists to linger, and in summer, mountain bike competitions are popular.

Apart from swimming, I have no interest in other sports, but cycling seems to be not difficult, but the safety helmet I wear is a bit heavy and not very comfortable.

Fortunately, Yan Shouzhen did not regard me as an athlete going to a competition to train. He stopped and stopped along the way. The scenery here is picturesque, the sky is blue, the sun is very warm, the wind is very light, and the suburbs of Ansel are scattered. A few stone houses were erected here and there. Although they are a few families, they are a village. These residents are simple and hospitable. relieve hunger.

It's just that it's a bit difficult to communicate in English. They have the accents of Romance City and Bullfighting Country, and I can't understand them very well.

Along the way, I rode towards the farther hills. Unsurprisingly, I met many extreme sports enthusiasts. Especially when I adjusted the equipment playground, I basically met a member of the United Nations, and then listened to them chatting about their journey. news on the Internet.

"Are you... a couple?" A cyclist from Kangaroo Country asked us hesitantly.

He didn't talk much and was very non-existent for a while.

I think he's being a bit abrupt.

Yan Shouzhen didn't think so, he probably thought that they were both strangers, and there would be no intersection in the future, so he didn't hide it, and nodded generously.

"I used to have someone I loved very much, and it was he who brought me into racing," the cyclist suddenly shook his head and smiled sadly, "Now... I don't know where he is..."

Everyone fell silent.

I suddenly feel sorry for him.

He had lost the true love he had finally met.

Yan Shouzhen sensed my feeling of loneliness, put his hand on my shoulder, I subconsciously stuffed my hand into his big hand, raised my head and smiled at him, and he fondled the top of my hair.

My inexplicably heavy heart was relieved.

Everyone's eyes are filled with different worlds, and everyone plays different roles in the same world.

They are passers-by that Yan Shouzhen and I have met on our journey, so why are we not just passers-by in their lives?

After the refurbishment, everyone rode to a deeper valley together. When passing a bicycle route, several racers invited to compete to see who could reach the finish line the fastest.

Yan Shouzhen resolutely rejected their invitation.

I know he is eager to try.

After they had ridden far away, I said: "You don't have to worry about mine, just ride if you want, there is only one road here, and it's very safe, I will chase to the finish line."

"But, I only want you to accompany me to ride a bicycle!" Yan Shouzhen looked directly into my eyes and said seriously.

I:……

When I met this man who refused to be flexible and was absolutely infatuated, I felt that my life was really folded into it.