Chapter 37 Race 5 tightrope walk

1 In the spring of his twenty-ninth year, he went on vacation in Europe with He Nian and his two children.The business is booming, and the family changes villas and cars.The joy brought by the little life temporarily resisted the confusion and discomfort brought about by marriage.He is a good father, taking care of young children with care and tenderness.With my wife and children, I was waiting at the airport for my connecting flight.At two o'clock in the afternoon, the spring sun was warm, and he was drowsy leaning on the back of the chair. The children's play and the noise of the surrounding people converged into a turbulent river, gently crashing against his body.There is no doubt about it.Everything is moving towards the goal of worldly happiness and satisfaction.But all of this is like the smell of milk from young children and the smell of Gucci perfume from Henian, which is frivolous and does not make him feel real.

through Paris.Thinking of meeting her, he wrote her an e-mail.Tell her the date of your arrival and the hotel you will be staying at.This city is like the photo she sent him in the letter, like a sailing ship, river, and ancient buildings in the gray-purple morning mist.Dull yet elegant.He knew that this was not her home, but her habitat.In order to go to an agreed return date, some migratory birds have to fly 10,000 kilometers, crossing mountains, glaciers, deserts, and oceans.In the documentary, he saw some pure white birds vibrating their wings vigorously in the wind and moving forward without hesitation.The trajectory of life has long been set.

As soon as He Nian arrived in Paris, he went to various famous shops on Rue Saint-Honoré to scan goods.She has many friends and classmates in Paris. During her short stay of three or five days, she was very busy with meetings and gatherings. She was often driven back to the hotel after dancing and drinking late at night.He took two young children in and out of museums, and went to Shakespeare and Company.The children have always been lively, and the three of them, father and son, had a great time. The sun is warm and hot, and the Mediterranean climate is very pleasant.He took off his suit, changed into coarse trousers and a white cotton shirt, and suddenly he seemed to be back in the spring of his youth.The pores of the whole body are gently stretched, and a heart is rippling in the warm wind.Tired from walking, I ordered ice cream and sandwiches for the children at the open-air seats on the street, and ordered a cup of coffee for myself, sitting and basking in the sun.

Back at the RITZ Hotel at dusk, I walked through the lobby with my two children, and suddenly heard a cheerful cry from behind, Shan Sheng, Shan Sheng.The clear voice was mixed with crunchy laughter, so familiar.He turned around and saw a smiling woman standing in the crowd in the lobby, wearing Indian chiffon bloomers and an embroidered blouse.The hair is very long, the person looks black and thin, and the eyes are still bright.It is an inland river that has not been seen for four years. She said, I have been waiting for you here.Thinking of you coming back.Seeing a pair of villains carved in pink and jade, she let out a cry of surprise, knelt down and hugged and kissed them warmly, her joy was uncontrollable.She really loves any little life.

She drove a little Porsche and said, this is a used car I bought very cheap.Come, I'll drive you to dinner.The kids sat in the back seat and he was next to her.Once they met and quarreled in Beijing, and broke up unhappy.When we meet now, all barriers and grudges disappear without a trace, and she is still the person closest to his heart.So silently happy, but I don't know what to say to her.The two were speechless for a moment.She plays Indian Beat electronic music in the car and smokes while driving.The streets of Paris are empty and wide, and the tall chestnut trees on the side of the road are green and rich, emitting a fragrance.

She took him to the Latin Quarter.The narrow and winding alleys on the stone floor are still crowded.The crowd moved back and forth, and the warm, aromatic scent of skin lingered in the air.Small shops are densely packed one after another, and customers are sitting at the open-air tables of restaurants.Finding a seat, she ordered seafood, garlic bread and champagne.Asked for salad and pizza for the kids. A large bowl of shells with purple-black shells and tender yellow meat was quickly brought up. He felt close when he saw it, and said, isn't this a mussel in our hometown.She said yes.I didn't expect to be able to eat it 10,000 kilometers away.The way we do it is to blanch it in boiling water, add salt, ginger, and some rice wine, so it doesn't taste fishy.The French are not as good as ours.She shelled two children.Then I took out a small digital camera from the cloth bag I carried with me, and pressed the shutter on the grains on the shells and the shells that had not yet been torn off.

He noticed that she was always carrying a camera and didn't take much pictures.But once it is taken out, it is usually some unnoticed details that are aligned.She is often lazy and indifferent, and her attention is not concentrated, but her eyes are like a calm radar system, which is sensitive and alert every minute and every second. He said, you like photography now. She said yes.I have published a photo album.The change of an object under light.their texture, tone and shape.At the beginning, the publisher thought that the sales volume would be very small, because it was a subject of materialized details and a very small concept.It later sold 80,000 copies.I was criticized in the papers for doing commercial stuff...no explanation.I just do some things that I am interested in, and now occasionally take some photos for magazines.

She put the camera away and put it back in her bag and said, what I really do for a living is doing fabric design.Design fabrics with various floral patterns or combined patterns.I am very conservative and don't like new technological materials. I only use Chinese mulberry silk and Indian hemp.Those fabrics are used for fashion and home furnishing.I work with a designer who has a store in the Marais district, and because of the creative technical content and aesthetic value involved, the prices are high.Although the customer may buy it back and just make a small sofa cushion. Working from home all the time?

yes.Orders come from fax machines.Career is actually very lonely.But after a long time, people gradually get used to it.After completing the order, I travel to collect flowers and color materials, and I still often go to India, Nepal, Laos, and Sikkim.I have no professional training from the Academy of Fine Arts.They think my understanding of flowers is an instinct. The top you are wearing is made of fabric designed by yourself?