Vol 3 Chapter 8: Queen's Flowery Alley

There are not many tourists in Michelangelo Square today, but the bustle is still very quiet. Zhuo Yang sat in a braided flower wicker chair under the porch of the Florence branch on the left bank, sniffing the faint floral fragrance in the air and looking at the long flower alley opposite.
This chic single table and single chair was set by Zhuo Yang when he came here the year before and suddenly asked Nino Gianni to set it down. Today, the branch business is very good. More than a dozen single-groove seats often need to be booked in advance in order to taste the food. It is basically impossible to sit in a hurry. This exquisite and elegant table and chairs are also perfectly integrated into the store style, and even the overall artistic atmosphere of Michelangelo Square.
Even if it only comes once a year, this pair of tables and chairs is also prepared by Zhuo Yang for himself, just to sit here and admire the dreamy flower lane opposite.
The little street of flowers is like a colorful tunnel, but the colors are colorful but not vulgar, but it has a fairy-tale dream. Looking at Zhuo Yang from here, the long alleys gradually close at the end, where it seems to lead to the kingdom of flowers in the fairy tale world.
Three or two tourists stayed in Huaxiang to take pictures, which did not affect the tranquility of Huaxiang and did not break the color of flowers. When they came last autumn, Zhuo Yang, like these tourists, stepped into the world of flowers.
At the end of Flower Alley is a three-story baroque courtyard pavilion, which covers a small area, but is very simple and elegant, and also very beautiful and charming. There is the prestigious Habsburg family property, which is still there today. The courtyard was converted into a memorial hall to commemorate Queen Elizabeth Emilia Eugenie of the Austro-Hungarian Empire.
In the autumn of 1877, the stunning emperor Elizabeth later went to Florence, Italy to relax and lived in the courtyard at the end of this alley. The citizens of Florence who had received the news swarmed in. They collected all the flowers in the city and dedicated them to the beautiful queen. The next morning, the queen was deeply intoxicated by the gorgeous flower lane outside the courtyard gate, and she fell in love with it.
The Austrian-Hungarian emperor Franz Joseph, who loved the queen deeply, bought the courtyard and gave it to his most beloved woman as a gift. Later, the beautiful queen returned to Vienna, but the flower alleys and flowers have been blooming forever, and they have been for centuries without dying.
After that, the queen came to Florence many times and took a nap in her flower alley and courtyard.
Twenty years later, the queen was assassinated in Geneva. The sad news came from the sorrow of Florence, and the citizens came here again to mourn the beautiful queen with a bouquet.
The Florentines named the alley with ‘Emelia’ in the middle of the queen’s name, to thank the queen for his love for the city, and to commemorate the most beautiful flower in the alley.
The queen was born in the Bavarian Wittelsbach family. When she was eleven years old, she was bound by the Bavarian royal family. She married Franz Joseph and became Queen Elizabeth. People always called her Elizabeth the Countess. She is the queen of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, but people still prefer to call her the nickname when she was a girl-Princess Sissi.
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Christine Josephine stood at the door of the courtyard and looked back at the white pavilion, a gift from his grandfather to his grandmother more than 100 years ago. Christine likes it, like the long flower alley outside the door, just like her grandmother.
The summer vacation is over, and nine o'clock tonight is the last time to return to school. The rules of the Keesman School of Business are very strict and will be recorded a minute late. After playing with Aunt Katie for two days, I finally waited helplessly for the day of school.
There was a direct flight to Hanover at 2pm, but Christine still booked the 5 o'clock flight. Maybe I want to stay longer in this beautiful flower alley, maybe because the five o'clock flight will stop in Milan.
It was still early, Christine was sitting on the hanging chair outside the door, stroking the fragrance in the flower alley with his eyes. The alley was not straight, she could not see Michelangelo Square from her, and she could not be seen from outside.
Christine looked at the flowers, and the flowers bowed their heads shyly. She was the most charming flower in the alley.
She thought of him, sweet but sad in her heart. She didn't know how to take the initiative to find him, take the initiative to speak, there was no teaching in school. From the time when she was seventeen years old when she was enrolled in Keithman School of Business two years ago, she has received a lot of love from the famous and expensive men. The handsome sons of the royal family are also everywhere, and the strict school rules can not stop them from holding flowers. And here.
Christine refused all manners politely and clearly, because she had not reached the age when her mother was allowed to fall in love, and because she was already filled with him in her heart, leaving no gaps.
Six years ago, his knight-like figure slammed into the girl's love sinus, and his shadow would never be lingering again, sweet and a little sour. Year after year, growing up year after year, year after year, he filled her atrium.
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Zhuo Yang sat down on the wicker chair and looked down at the menu on the left bank in his hand, but his thoughts were floating around and had already left here. The octave-sized rose-colored menu is very exquisitely crafted. On one side, there are several famous classics and names of famous chefs on the left bank, and on the other side, it is completely blank. Only the left bank logo is set in the corner. Into a shield shape. Many customers who come here to dine will take a menu for commemoration, or write something on the back and give it to the person who wants to give it.
Zhuo Yang thought about his love, and remembered the four women who had had trouble. It has been two years since I came to Milan. Despite the scandals in the media, Zhuo Yang actually lived a puritanical life.
Reishakova, who is far away and unconnected, Zhuo Yang no longer resented her. That year the young boy sprouted was not love, but chasing beauty in loneliness and loneliness.
Li Xiaoqing, who is also far away and has no connection, now seems to be a person of two worlds with her. The guilt of the past also slowly faded, Zhuo Yang found that he actually did not owe Xiao Qing anything. There is no commitment between the two, only a hint of ambiguity.
Beverly Deng, who is close but not in contact, is not really in love with her. In fact, she is two straight lines that should not cross.
The only Sun Yumei who still keeps in touch~EbookFREE.me~ Zhuo Yang can see the confusion and unhappiness in her eyes, but Zhuo Yang has no feelings anymore. He likes her only because he likes the childhood and childhood.
All these controversies happened in Hanover two years ago. In the two years in Milan, Zhuo Yang, who was no longer in trouble, finally saw his heart clearly. Those are not the love he wants, they are just chance encounters in life. .
But where is his love? Zhuo Yang raised his head to look at the opposite Huaxiang.
I don't know what the reason is because there are no tourists in the alley at this time, and the quiet and colorful dream tunnel leads straight into his heart from that end.
Suddenly, he freezes, Zhuo Yang holds his breath, and his heartbeat seems to stop suddenly at this moment.
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