Chapter 1456: Paris streets

Walking by the Brownlee River, Huang Wanting felt a warm smile across her cheeks, sighed slightly, looked sideways at Fang Zhiqiang’s side face that seemed to glow under the sun, softly He opened his mouth and said, "Hardson, how long have we been together and haven't been together quietly like this?"
Fang Zhiqiang was taken aback, recalled carefully, and then said, "It's been half a year."
In fact, in retrospect, I really spent very little time with Huang Wanting. Except for the time in the basement, I had a meal together occasionally.
For them, drinking and drinking is the happiest thing. Besides, the time for two people to really get along is actually very limited.
Huang Wanting lifted her chin and said with a blurred look in her eyes: "Yes, if it wasn't for this coincidence, maybe we wouldn't have the chance to get along like this in our lifetime."
"Wanting, you know, I am a rough person. I used to be a courier and then a vegetable seller. I have never understood these things."
Fang Zhiqiang seemed to feel Huang Wanting's flood of emotions, and suddenly felt something was wrong, and said so.
In fact, Fang Zhiqiang knew what Huang Wanting meant, but the relationship between herself and her would always be pure friendship, and no other impurities could be mixed.
Therefore, from the very beginning, Fang Zhiqiang had to make his position clear, so as not to be overwhelmed.
When Huang Wanting heard Fang Zhiqiang's words, she naturally understood Fang Zhiqiang's meaning, turned her head, looked at the river scene under the railing, and said nothing more.
Silence lasted for nearly a minute, and Huang Wanting suddenly said, "By the way, why haven't you seen you smoking recently?"
Fang Zhiqiang smiled and said: "At the beginning, I really thought that cigarettes were a good thing, because it made me feel that there was still something to do in this world."
Huang Wanting listened to Fang Zhiqiang's emotions and couldn't help but laughed. Huang Wanting also had her own understanding of cigarettes.
"Did you get married later, and the Porsche girl stopped you from smoking, so she quit at will?"
Huang Wanting asked tentatively. After all, Fang Zhiqiang has not mentioned anything about Li Xiaoxiao until now, but Huang Wanting is very concerned about this issue.
"There are reasons for this, and more, in order not to affect the people around you, because smoking is really bad for everyone around you."
Fang Zhiqiang looked at Huang Wanting and said seriously.
"Then...you came here this time, didn't the Porsche girl be with you?"
Huang Wanting could see that Fang Zhiqiang was deliberately avoiding her question, and immediately couldn't help but ask directly.
Fang Zhiqiang fell silent suddenly, his eyes turned to Huang Wanting, looked at her seriously, but he did not speak.
"What...what's wrong?"
Huang Wanting frowned unnaturally by Fang Zhiqiang's stare.
"Let's go, go to the tower and have a look!"
Fang Zhiqiang looked at Huang Wanting's puzzled look, suddenly smiled, pointed in the direction of the tower, turned around first, and walked over.
However, the color of doubt on Huang Wanting's face is getting thicker. What kind of secret is there about Li Xiaoxiao? Why is Fang Zhiqiang reluctant to mention a word?
Huang Wanting had a lot of doubts in her heart, but seeing Fang Zhiqiang's state, Huang Wanting couldn't bear to ask more.
A few people are not so much here to sing and sing, but rather to travel. Throughout the afternoon, they carried a guitar but did not sing a song. They watched the scenery all the way.
When the sky was about to darken, Xiaoman and Huang Wanting were also a little tired. Fang Zhiqiang said, "Go back? Don't you say that it is very unsafe at night?"
Huang Wanting looked at Fang Zhiqiang and Xiaoman again. It was obvious that Xiaoman must have told Fang Zhiqiang about this.
But she immediately waved her hand and said, "It's okay, isn't it yours today? What's to worry about!"
"At this point of time, it's just after get off work, it's just right to sing!"
While talking, Huang Wanting turned to the side of the road where they often stayed, took out the guitar, and started playing.
Fang Zhiqiang looked at Huang Wanting's series of smooth movements and behaviors, and there was a warmth in his heart again. Whether it was Huang Wanting once or Huang Wanting now, she is a simple and happy girl. She has never forgotten her own. The original aspiration has always been sticking to his original aspiration.
Many people cannot do this.
Fang Zhiqiang immediately raised his footsteps, walked towards Huang Wanting, took the guitar in her hand, and started playing.
Still the song "Who's Who", Huang Wanting's slightly hoarse voice sounded in the Champ de Mars next to Paris, and all the passing pedestrians slowly stopped and walked towards this side.
They all seemed to have known Huang Wanting. They all looked at Huang Wanting with an appreciative look. It was obvious that Huang Wanting had been in this place all this time. The moment they saw Huang Wanting, they recognized her. .
"Qianzi, do you have one too?"
After singing, Huang Wanting thanked the few people who had just put money in the guitar case, then came to Fang Zhiqiang's side and said to Fang Zhiqiang.
Fang Zhiqiang did not refuse. Singing in such a place is indeed a rare opportunity.
After clearing his throat briefly, Fang Zhiqiang handed the guitar to Huang Wanting.
"Here is a "Story of Time"."
Fang Zhiqiang raised his hand to Huang Wanting, and while talking, he walked to the roadside cliff, preparing to sing.
On the side, Xiaoman had been standing behind Huang Wanting. Although there was a smile on his face, there was a trace of entanglement hidden under that smile.
The wind at night was a little bit cool, and there was a chill on the face, but the pedestrians who stopped were watching Huang Wanting and Fang Zhiqiang very intently. Since the prelude has not yet ended, everyone is also very supportive of Fang Zhiqiang’s singing. A skeptical attitude.
But just when Fang Zhiqiang was about to speak, a motorcycle sounded suddenly next to him.
The voice sounded harsh, like a modified motorcycle, and the machine was loud.
Fang Zhiqiang also frowned slightly. It is said that it is not strange to encounter such a situation on the street, but Fang Zhiqiang always feels that something is wrong.
Sure enough, the motorcycle went straight to Huang Wanting, the goal was obvious, it was the guitar case in front of Huang Wanting!
At this time, Huang Wanting also reacted, picked up the guitar case and stepped back a few steps. Regarding this situation, Huang Wanting has seen a lot of situations, and now naturally has a certain amount of precautionary experience.
However, the two young boys on the motorcycle seemed unwilling to let go of the guitar case and continued to rush towards Huang Wanting.
At this moment, Fang Zhiqiang was not calm at all. Just one night here, he could encounter such a thing. This place is really messy.
With a leap, Fang Zhiqiang turned towards Huang Wanting, but Fang Zhiqiang was obviously too late to react compared to the speed of a motorcycle.
At this moment, the onlookers on the street also realized that something was wrong. Some people who couldn't stand it had already started yelling at the people on the motorcycle, but after all, it was a motorcycle. Just a few accusations obviously couldn't stop them.