In the main square of Milan, there is a rare sight of pigeons flying in the sky, and the romantic atmosphere disappears in an instant.

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu, the instigator, had already grabbed Yu Caiwei and ran towards the crowd, with a noisy scene behind him.

It was very lucky and thrilling to escape intact. Ye Zhiqiu did not dare to stop - for fear of being beaten.

After finally running away, the two of them gradually stopped breathing and were a little out of breath.

"Now." Ye Zhiqiu handed over the flowers in his hand. Just as he was about to speak, he found that the top flower was stained, and he quickly took out the trash can and threw it aside.

"We can't give up. This was achieved at a high cost."

Yu Caiwei's face turned red as she ran away. She patted Ye Zhiqiu's shoulder angrily, then took the flowers with a sweet smile.

"Thank you, although the way is a bit special."

"Of course." Ye Zhiqiu said in a proud tone, "It's shocking enough, but the pigeons in this square are too careless."

The two looked at each other and laughed involuntarily.

After such a small accident, the two people who were originally planning to go into the church did not go back and just walked aimlessly on this unknown street.

After a while, Yu Caiwei got tired from walking and stopped.

Ye Zhiqiu felt the pulling force in his hand, and when he looked back, he saw that the girl was looking at him with a pout on her lips.

Ye Zhiqiu understood and knelt down.

Yu Caiwei's eyes quickly turned to excitement, she said "Hey" and swooped down, lying on Ye Zhiqiu's back.

The two of them didn't care about the sight of passers-by. After walking for a while, Ye Zhiqiu got tired, so he put Yu Caiwei down and sat on a wooden chair by the roadside to rest. ωωw.

The two of them just stood shoulder to shoulder without saying a word, looking at the passers-by with different facial expressions and skin colors coming and going, feeling a strange sense of tranquility in their hearts.

It was almost evening, and the sky turned from bright to dark. Until the last gentle winter sunshine disappeared behind the clouds, Yu Caiwei couldn't help but shrink closer to Ye Zhiqiu.

"Is it cold?" Ye Zhiqiu asked softly.

Yu Caiwei shook her head slightly and whispered: "I'm hungry."

"Let's go eat!"

After Ye Zhiqiu finished speaking, he pointed to a restaurant-like store not far from the roadside and said curiously: "I just thought that the name of that store seemed a bit familiar..."

Yu Caiwei looked in the direction of Ye Zhiqiu's finger, smiled slightly, read out a string of Italian shop names, and then teased: "Someone said... To be honest, there is no delicious food in Beijing."

After saying that, Yu Caiwei patted Ye Zhiqiu again in shame.

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly realized it and slapped his head like a fool.

"Remember!"

"It's the one where the steak still bleeds!"

Ye Zhiqiu remembered that it seemed to be the first time he had dinner with Yu Caiwei.

"Okay, let's eat here!" Ye Zhiqiu made a decision immediately and led Yu Caiwei up and walked towards the restaurant.

When the two of them returned to the hotel after shopping and eating, Song Mei's first words were: "Zhiqiu, you are trending again."

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned, and Song Mei said helplessly: "When you played "Flight of the Bumblebee" in Miranda Plaza, it caused pigeons to start raining down in the sky...the rain of feces attracted many people."

"You are so good. You can make such a big splash even when you go out for a walk."

On the side, the assistant Xiaoru who came out said with admiration: "Brother Ye, you have become famous in Milan. The local evening newspaper specially published this incident."

Ye Zhiqiu shrugged, saying that he didn't do it on purpose.

"Okay." Song Mei said, "Have a good rest tonight and start shooting the MV tomorrow."

Ye Zhiqiu and Yu Caiwei nodded, chatted for a few more words, and then returned to their rooms.

Previously, there were more and more comments on hot topics about Ye Zhiqiu on the Internet.

As an internationally renowned tourist city, Milan has many Chinese tourists. When Ye Zhiqiu played "Flight of the Bumblebee" in the square, some fans recognized him.

The excited fans took out their mobile phones to take videos, thinking of waiting for Ye Zhiqiu to finish playing and come up to say hello, take a photo or something, but unexpectedly the situation suddenly changed.

Although it was embarrassing to be hit by several moves in a row, the fans who witnessed the rare scene were still extremely excited and uploaded the recorded video to Weibo.

There are many celebrities attending fashion weeks abroad, and none of them are gold-plated. But this is the first time I have seen people like Ye Zhiqiu go abroad to make pigeons loose their bowels.

As expected, this strange incident quickly aroused heated discussion among domestic netizens.

"This scene... I have never seen it before."

"Dog author, what good will it do you to laugh to death from me?"

"Sure enough, no matter where a stylish man goes, his unique light cannot be concealed."

"It is said that the Founder of Milan's Grand Piazza is considering making "Flight of the Bumblebee" a banned song for street performers..."

"This matter has spread in the music circle. This time it is really awesome."

Ye Zhiqiu didn't pay too much attention to the heated discussions on the Internet. After taking a shower, it was not too late, so he thought for a while and sat in front of the computer to update "The Prequel of Sword and Fairy".

It has been two months since the book "The Prequel of Sword and Fairy" was published, and it has gradually begun to enter the middle and late stages of the plot.

According to the plan, the book will be finished probably in January next year.

I finished writing it before the New Year, so that everyone would be in a good mood for the New Year. Ye Zhiqiu felt that he was quite conscientious.

An hour later, the phone rang.

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at the message, got up and walked to open the door.

Outside the door was Yu Caiwei wearing a thin coat. She must have just taken a shower, and there was a faint fragrance coming from her body.

"Wait a minute, I'll be fine soon." Ye Zhiqiu said, sitting back in front of the computer again.

Yu Caiwei nodded and did not disturb Ye Zhiqiu. She looked at the layout of the executive suite by herself.

After 5 minutes, the updated chapter was uploaded. Ye Zhiqiu walked towards Yu Caiwei who was standing on the balcony, and the two of them looked at the scenery outside side by side.

Ye Zhiqiu took a deep breath and sighed: "The scenery is so beautiful."

This is one of the most upscale hotels in Milan. With Ye Zhiqiu's current worth, he naturally stayed in an executive suite with the best view. From the balcony, he could see the majestic Milan Cathedral at night without any obstruction.

Beside her, Yu Caiwei remained silent. In the quiet night, only the sound of gentle breathing proved that the people around her were listening.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't care. After admiring the scenery of the ancient city at night for a while, he subconsciously turned to look at Yu Caiwei.

Then he met a pair of eyes that looked attentively and shone with light.

At some point, Yu Caiwei's eyes had long been withdrawn from the scenery outside and focused on herself.

The breeze blows, blowing Yu Caiwei's long hair, bringing a light fragrance into her nostrils.

The ends of her hair gently hit her chest through her clothes, but what stirred was Ye Zhiqiu's heart.

Ye Zhiqiu bent down, picked up the person in front of him, walked back to the room, and closed the balcony curtains.

The twinkling light in Yu Caiwei's eyes was ten thousand times more attractive to her than the night view of a thousand-year-old ancient city.

In the quiet, warm room, the exceptionally clear breathing gradually became heavier.

"You are mine."

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned, raised his head, and then repeated, "I am yours."

"Ye Zhiqiu, I like you."

"I like you."

Yu Caiwei, who tried her best to maintain her last shred of sanity, looked directly into Ye Zhiqiu's eyes and murmured: "You are destined to be tied to me for the rest of your life."

"It's hard to love someone. I can't experience it again in my life." Ye Zhiqiu's voice was hoarse but firm.

Yu Caiwei said nothing more, the last trace of clarity in her eyes faded, and she turned over.

In the room, the orange light seemed to be swaying.

"Hiss! Weiwei..."
Chapter completed!