Chapter 208

The car shuttled through the city roads. The scenery outside the window changed and changed. Cangling looked at it from a distance and watched the huge building getting closer and closer to them.

"This is..." Cangling flashed a surprised look.

Mou Yu parked the car in a fixed position and looked down her eyes.

Right in front of them, an old church stands in the city, with its unique mystery, like an old man watching them lovingly.

"Milan Cathedral." Cangling couldn't wait to get out of the car. Looking at the scene in front of her, she seemed to feel that she was in a dreamland.

As a fashion designer, Milan is the place that all students yearn for, and this Milan Cathedral is the sacred place where they are eager to see the style.

"Go and have a look." Mou Yu put away those bad emotions just now.

Cangling was delighted and strode up the center of the square towards the church.

In the afternoon, although it was winter, there were still a lot of people coming and going in the square. Cangling walked into the crowd. The next second, her hand had been held up. She lowered her head and looked at the two people clasping their fingers.

"How do you know I want to come here?" Cang Ling is seldom so close to Mou Yu when there are many people, and it's not very interesting. But when she thought that she was in Italy and the people around her didn't know them, she put away her wriggle and approached him.

"Guess." Mou Yu answered her faintly.

When Cangling moved her belongings from Cang's family to Nanwan villa, Mou Yu helped her tidy up her belongings and accidentally turned to her classmate's record, which contained a postcard. The background of the postcard was Milan Cathedral.

The two men walked into the church. The Gothic architectural style opened Cangling's eyes. Her eyes swept everything around her and followed Mou Yu, like approaching another wonderful world.

"It's a pity that Su Xiaocheng didn't come." And Yu Chen

Cangling's eyes are a little lonely again.

In the first year of college, in the winter of that year, the three of them were drinking beer while eating kebabs. When they were slightly drunk, they had agreed that one day they would hold a fashion show in Milan.

Yu Chen also told her that he would give her a grand wedding in Milan Cathedral with the blessing of the priest.

A few months ago, Cangling teased him about it and said that he ate his words and failed to bring her to Milan. At that time, Yu Chen also vowed to tell her that he would strive to realize her dream.

Cangling was thinking about this, but Mou Yu's footsteps had stopped.

"What's the matter?" Cangling was a little strange and asked him.

"Wait for me here. I'll go to the bathroom." Mou Yu said this sentence untimely. Cangling released his hand and nodded.

Mou Yu's figure disappeared in Cangling's sight. She stood in place and glanced around. The magnificent scenes around dazzled her. This is not only a place for worship, but also a good place for tourists to shop. People who come and go keep walking around. Cangling photographed a lot of things she feels and accumulated design inspiration for herself.

"Hello, miss." A voice suddenly appeared in her ear. Cangling looked back and saw two young Chinese girls with a rose in their hands, full of laughter.

"Hello..." Cangling didn't understand.

"Are you miss Cangling?" One of the girls asked her.

How did they know her? Cangling was confused and nodded.

"This is from a gentleman." The girl held out her hand and handed the flowers to Cangling.

Cangling was stunned. She took the flowers in the girls' hands and was stunned in situ.

Looking at the two bright roses in her hand, Cangling suddenly understood something. She slightly lifted the corners of her mouth and smelled the fragrance of the flowers.

She looked around to find Mou Yu, but in vain.

But in her eyes, a lot of gorgeous colors gradually appeared. At the entrance of the church, a group of people with flowers in their hands were slowly approaching her.

"Miss Cang." A white haired old man leaned on a crutch and held the rose in his hand in front of her. "May you have a heart and white heads do not separate. This is what the gentleman asked me to bring you."

Cangling looked at the kind old man. Somehow, her eyes were hot.

One, another.

There are men and women, old and young, young girls, handsome young men, and even young children who have just learned to walk. There are Chinese, local residents and people gathered here all over the world.

They gave her the flowers in their hands and blessed her in all kinds of languages and tones. Until the end, her arms were full of roses.

Cangling stood in the crowd, looking for Mou Yu's figure until a beautiful piano sound came into her ears.

The crowd stopped one after another. In the originally crowded church, someone automatically stepped back and gave way to a passage. Cangling was stunned for a few seconds, holding the flowers and heading towards the sound source of the music.

In the attention of the public, Mou Yu sat in front of the piano. He was wearing a meticulous suit. His slender fingers beat on the keys. Melodious music flowed out from under his fingertips like life and echoed in the whole space.

Cangling slowly approached him and finally stopped in front of him.

She never knew that Mou Yu had such a side.

Like the noble prince in the fairy tale, living in the castle, with the coldness and arrogance of strangers, but sometimes showing the romantic tenderness that people will never forget at a glance.

Cangling stood there foolishly, feeling that everything was particularly illusory. She looked down at the words in her arms and raised her head. The diamond ring on her finger was particularly bright under the light.

Who can believe that such an excellent Mou Yu would be her husband? Could it be such an ordinary husband?

After the last few rhythms beat on the keys, Mou Yu calmly closed his tail. He looked back with no special look on his face, just staring at her.

"Why?" Seeing Cangling's silly appearance, Mou Yu said, "I'm so moved?"

"I have to ask you why." Cang Ling strode to him. "Why, I'm so angry about what I destroyed your proposal ceremony the other day? Do I have to do it again?"

Mou Yu took back her hands and smiled, "because I ordered too many flowers, even if I covered the square, I haven't used them up. It's a shameful waste, so I'll try and see if someone will like it."

Cangling didn't open her eyes. She didn't want Mou Yu to see her eyes with tears. She sucked her nose and said, "when did you learn to play the piano? I thought you could only..."

They only beat people with ferocity.

"When I was very young." Mou Yu stood up. "My aunt said that my personality is too boring. I will not be liked by girls in the future. Learning an instrument will give me extra points."

Cangling was amused by his words.

His little aunt really has foresight.

"So, extra points?" Mou Yu approached her and stared at her with hot eyes.

Cangling was embarrassed to see so many people around, but Mou Yu strongly pinched her chin and leaned towards her face.

"Since you know I'm upset, supply me."

With that, the strong kiss had fallen. When the two lips touched, a burst of prolonged applause broke out in the church.