43: 43: Is Xiao Tong you?

43: Is Xiao Tong you?

Provence, in southeast France, is a coastal Mediterranean Sea, the home of lavender.0

This is the most yearning place of He Yutong.

At her early age, He Yutong once said with a happy face that when she got married, she must go to Provence to hold it, and stand in the sea of lavender with her loved ones, swear, exchange rings, kiss and enter the next stage of life.

In July of Provence, lavender blossomed in the wind, the air was filled with a faint fragrance, standing on this land in the moment, Tang Hong only felt that his whole body was wrapped by the fragrance of flowers, just like the smell of He Yutong who once nestled in his arms.

Take a deep breath, reach out to cover his chest position, in the closest position to the heart, engraved'He Yutong' three words.

The thin lips murmured," Xiao Tong, I come, you feel it?"

Lavender words are waiting for love.

She had been waiting for him for the past ten years, and now he was waiting for her, no matter how long, a year, ten years, or a lifetime he was willing.

Tang Hongyi's hand has been covering his chest, visitors to and from cast puzzled eyes, looking at an Asian man, his face always hung a smile, sometimes mutter a few words, more time just quietly to look at the endless purple sea, as if looking at their favorite eyes general, deep and sure.

The lush lavender fields are like a purple soil field, and the flowers and the land are one, the breeze blowing, flowers flying.

Suddenly, a familiar figure flashed in the depths of the sea of flowers, Tang Hong's eyes sank, Tang Hong also thought he was wrong, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, the figure slowly turned around, when he saw that person's face, Tang Hong also like crazy ran towards that person.

He Yutong!

He Yutong!

But, just ran two steps, Tang Hongyi's footsteps paused, suddenly stopped.

He did not dare to approach, clearly this half a year, he had been crazy, but at this moment but timid, he was afraid!He was afraid that the familiar outline was not his tung, what would he do?

With heavy steps, Tang Hong also followed the woman's back, through the flower field path, until the flat road, until he saw Gu Qiyun walking towards him, Tang Hong's whole body violently shook, every bone on his body again stabbing pain.

Gu Qiyun hand held water to the woman's back, inadvertently back a glance, eyes immediately filled with preparedness, a pair of eyes staring closely behind Tang Hongyi.

Tang Hong also hobbled to the back of the back, only three meters away, murmuring:" Small...Xiao Tong?"Tang Hong also shook his lips, almost speaking in a trembling voice.

The woman's back trembled, the hands hanging at the side tightened, clenched into fists, eyes immediately accumulated a layer of misty crystal, on Gu Qiyun concerned eyes, the woman took a deep breath to turn her head.

Time instantly fixed, the two eyes face each other, but no one can say a word.

"Long time no see, Mr. Tang."Puckering his lips and laughing, the woman's pale face hung a quiet smile, which he had never seen in so many years, free and free but more loyal to himself.

Tang Hongyi's heart shook.

Mr. Tang?

Tang Hong also dare not imagine, only a few months, they become Mr. Tang and Miss He?

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