Four years later, Paris.

As soon as Rong xiaonuo arrived at the orchestra, he heard someone talking about this year's tour.

After graduating from University, she successfully joined LuChen's orchestra.

This orchestra is the most famous symphony orchestra in France, and it is internationally famous. Because of her excellent performance in school, she was recommended to the orchestra by professors.

In recent years, she has been touring around the world with the orchestra. As the only Chinese female pianist in the orchestra, she is so young that she naturally attracts a lot of attention from the industry.

However, compared with her musical talent, her personal emotional problems are no less exposed.

At first, when she and Lu Chen were reported, she still felt that she was not used to it. Later, it didn't matter. Anyway, the media has always been such a habit. It's good to be used to it.

"Did you hear that the destination of the next tour is China?"

Rong xiaonuo passed by and heard a man speaking in French.

Another asked her, "really? I haven't been to China yet. I hear it's a good country. I can't wait now. "

China

I hear this word, Xiao Rong.

Over the years, she has never been back. She has also interned with various orchestras during her holidays, and has been running around the world.

Perhaps in her heart, there is still some resistance to returning to the place she once knew.

"Why are you standing here?"

A familiar voice sounded behind her, and then her shoulder sank, and a coat fell on her.

She looked back and gave him a smile: "are you finished?"

"Well, it's just over."

Lu Chen arranged her hair affectionately, wrapped up her clothes, and took her into his arms with one hand.

"You don't wear so little on such a cold day. Don't cry if your nose is cold."

It was clearly a reproach, but it was unspeakable indulgence.

"Who cried..."

Rong xiaonuo tight tight on the clothes, suddenly nose itching, can not help sneezing.

"Let's go. I'll make you ginger soup."

"Don't You cooked so hot last time

"It's just spicy."

"Clear is fallacy."

They talked and joked all the way back to the apartment, where rongxiaonuo and qiao'an lived together before. However, qiao'an went back to Tongcheng after graduation, looking for a financial job, so she was the only one left in the apartment.

Lu Chen would come to stay for a while from time to time, but he never stayed for the night and didn't ask too much. He always respected her.

In the past four years, she could feel his kindness and love for her, and tried to give back, but she always felt that he was almost nothing.

It's not like they've been friendly with each other for many years.

Lu Chen went straight to the kitchen and soon came out with a bowl of ginger soup.

"Drink it, just finish it."

Rong xiaonuo curled his mouth and squeezed his nose to finish it.

"It's not spicy if it's good..."

She asked him with a bitter face.

He tasted it and said with a smile, "sorry, I missed it."

"You..."

"Or make it up to you?"

Lu Chen winked at her and said mysteriously, "I have a small gift hidden on my body, but I want you to find it by yourself and give it to you."

"There is no way to make up for it, but you have to find it yourself..."

"It's more amazing what you find yourself, and I promise it's a great gift."

Let xiaonuo look at him suspiciously, always feel that there is a fraud, but even so, she began to search for him.

Pockets, trouser pockets none.

"You're not hiding it close to you, are you?"

"I don't mind if you want to search."

Lu Chen suddenly became serious.

Rong xiaonuo slapped him, laughing, a box fell out of his coat hat.

"That's what I found."

Rong xiaonuo immediately bent down to pick up the box, for fear that he would like to regret, quickly opened the box.

A dazzling diamond, which is held by a ring holder shaped like a palm, looks artistic.

It is a pink diamond, extremely rare, the color looks quite romantic, and shows a kind of girlish feeling.

At the bottom of the brocade box, there is a piece of paper. She unfolds it gently and says, "marry me.".

She looked up at him with surprise in her eyes.

However, he always smiles at her and says to her in good French: "Diana, EST cequetuvoudrais' é pouser?"

his pale green eyes are as clear as gemstones, clear and transparent, without any impurities, so he stares at her unswervingly and waits for her answer.Four years It's time to give this relationship a complete account.

Rongxiaonuo nodded.

He hugged her in his arms like a treasure, whispered in her ear: "I'm really happy if you can promise me. As God witnesses, I will love you all my life and treat you well."

She put her hand around his waist and her eyes were moist.

Maybe this is what love should be like.

……

Late at night, Lu Chen, as usual, was ready to leave to return to his residence, but was let small Nora live.

"You..."

"Well? What's the matter? "

He looked at her in disbelief.

She hesitated for a long time before whispering, "in fact, you don't have to go back today..."

Rong xiaonuo thought that since he had agreed to his proposal, all this should be natural.

The most important thing is that Lu Chen has been kind to her all these years. She has nothing to repay. He is also a normal adult male

LuChen understood her hint, but he just hugged her and kissed her on the forehead.

"Little fool, you are my most precious person. I really want to have you completely, but not now. When our relationship is formal and legal, then we will not let you down. "

Lu Chen's words made her want to cry.

"Thank you, Osbert."

The relationship with Lu Chen is completely determined. Next, Rong xiaonuo has a problem to face.

After all, marriage is a big event. Before that, she should lead Lu Chen to meet her parents.

"After this tour in China, I want to take you back to my hometown Tongcheng to meet my parents. Do you have time?"

Lu Chen micro Zheng for a few seconds, and then came back to God, smiling: "of course, always ready."

"That's settled."

Rong xiaonuo secretly made up her mind to finish the job earlier. She didn't know what she was afraid of. Maybe I'm afraid I'll go back.

After the morning walk, she went to the roof alone, sat on the roof, and looked at the brightest star in the sky.

Once upon a time, she liked to look at the stars like this, but it hasn't happened for a long time.

Thinking of the long lost city, she felt a little uneasy, but also vaguely had some inexplicable expectations.

I don't know if four years have passed, will there be any changes in personnel and customs there?