freenovelworld Chapter 425 Romantic Story and Eternal Love
Chapter 425 Romantic Story and Eternal Love
Ruya couldn't tell what she felt now. She thought that if Yao Yuan wanted to go to Belgium with her, then this would probably be their last trip together.
Later on.
She is alone.
And she would never be by his side again.
Suddenly, she made a decision. Let her and him have another unforgettable trip to a foreign country.
The time she had left with him was really limited.
"Have you got your visa? Also, have you asked for leave from school?"
Ru Ya's questions startled Yao Yuan for a moment, and then the man's eyes began to fill with joy, "You agree?"
Ruya glanced at the man and said, "I don't agree. Are you happy with that?"
"In other words, if I don't agree, you won't follow me?"
Yao Yuan smiled suddenly. He certainly wouldn't let her go to such a faraway country alone.
She is a girl, and she is so beautiful. It is so dangerous for her to be alone in a foreign country. How could he be at ease with her?
His woman, he cherishes her very much.
He is her knight and he must protect her.
2010 3 Month 28 Day.
Ru Ya and Yao Yuan boarded a direct flight to Brussels.
After arriving in Brussels, the two checked into the hotel and held hands before starting their sweet European tour.
Belgium, known as the "Heart of Europe", attracts tourists from all over the world for its rich history, culture and cuisine.
The two came to the Grand Place in Brussels and found that, just as what was said on the Internet, there were tourists of all skin colors everywhere.
Ruya really didn't expect that this place would be so lively.
However, the more lively the outside world was, the lonelier she felt inside.
She looked at the unique building full of historical traces and silently raised the SLR camera hanging around her neck.
Soon, Yao Yuan discovered that Ru Ya had been taking pictures of him from all angles. He blocked Ru Ya's camera with his hand and joked, "Why are you always taking pictures of me? Just enjoy the scenery here."
The moment Yao Yuan extended his hand, Ru Ya seized the opportunity to take the photo.
She lowered her head and looked at the photos she had just taken in the camera.
The bright yellow sunlight cast a soft halo on the man's deep and handsome face, making people fall in love with him as if he were a noble god.
He smiled tenderly and lovingly at the camera and stretched out his long and beautiful hand, as if he wanted to hold her hand and walk to every beautiful corner of the world.
In just a few moments, the camera had hundreds of photos, including photos of Yao Yuan's full face, his profile, his full body, and his back...
In short, 80% of these hundreds of photos are of Yao Yuan...
Ruya looked at the photos and smiled with satisfaction, "You are so handsome, so I want to keep your current appearance in the camera. Later, when I miss you, I can look through these photos."
She felt regretful, and she thought that in the years to come, Yao Yuan would become more mature and charming.
However, she could never see the mature and charming Yao Yuan again.
She can only guard these memories and spend year after year.
Yao Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He rubbed Ru Ya's head and said, "Little fool, I will accompany you every day from now on. Seeing a photo is better than seeing the person in person."
Ru Ya paused from fiddling with the camera. She glanced at Yao Yuan quietly and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he didn't notice anything unusual.
At this time, a little girl carrying a basket of tulips came up to Ruya and said something in childish Dutch.
Ruya was slightly stunned. Her English had always been good, but she really knew nothing about other languages.
Ru Ya asked Yao Yuan, "I guess this foreign kid wants us to buy flowers?"
The man had an indulgent smile on his face. "She was praising your beauty and said that we are a perfect match."
Now it was Ruya's turn to be shocked, "You can speak a foreign language?"
Although Ruja didn't know what language the little girl spoke, there are three official languages in Belgium: Dutch, French and German.
Yao Yuan looked at Ru Ya's beautiful eyes, which were wide open. He said with a doting smile, "There are still many things you don't know, waiting for you to slowly discover my goodness."
He curled his index finger and gently scraped the tip of Ruya's nose, "Don't rush to explore, we still have a lifetime."
Ru Ya's smile suddenly froze on her face, and she quickly turned around, afraid that Yao Yuan would notice her abnormality.
She thought she had accepted the reality and could even turn away gracefully.
But as time went by, she found her heart becoming more and more fragile.
Something that Yao Yuan said or did would suddenly make her happy mood drop to freezing point.
At the end of each day, in the dead of night, she would fall into an indescribable fear.
She couldn't imagine what kind of torment the next five years would be like.
When she calmed down and turned around again, the little girl was gone, and Yao Yuan was holding a huge bouquet of pink tulips in his hand, smiling brightly at her.
"The little girl said that the flower language of tulips is the most romantic story and eternal love. Dear Miss Ru, these tulips are for you. May our love be as romantic and eternal as these blooming tulips."
In the Grand Place of Brussels, the capital of Belgium, a handsome man in a black windbreaker, holding a huge bouquet of tulips in his hands, spoke sweet and romantic words to Ruya affectionately.
This beautiful and dreamy scene was deeply imprinted in Ruya's heart and mind.
In countless cold and desolate nights in Northern Europe, and countless nights when Ruya woke up from darkness, she would think of that beautiful scene.
Ruya looked at the beautiful tulips and her eyes began to feel sore.
The huge tears suddenly became like pearls that had broken off the string, surging and refusing to stop.
The back of Yao Yuan's hand felt cold, and Ru Ya's tears fell onto his hand, turning into irregular circles.
He held up Ruya's face with both hands, and only then discovered that the bright and beautiful face was covered with traces of tears.
He suddenly felt a little at a loss. He held Ruya's face with his slightly rough hands and carefully wiped the tears from her face.
However, the more I wiped away my tears, the more they came, like a waterfall bursting its dam.
Yao Yuan felt heartbroken when he saw Ru Ya crying silently, but she was apparently fine just now. His extremely high IQ suddenly short-circuited.
Thinking of a possibility, he asked, "You... don't like tulips?"
Otherwise, why did you start crying after receiving the flowers?
Ruya shook her head with tears in her eyes, no, she liked the bouquet very much.
She cried only because she was going to let down these beautiful words.
A romantic story and eternal love, maybe she will never be able to give him that again in this lifetime...