Endless Fall - Chapter 203
Chapter 203 George’s Old Guys
“I don’t choose.” Pei Zhi has no choice, he can be satisfied with any one: “You decide, you can wear whatever you want.”
His regress can easily make people soft-hearted.
Lin Jiao wrapped around his waist: “Yeah.” She didn’t say which one to wear: “I’ll show you later.”
“So good.”
“Don’t say those two words.”
Pei Zhi chuckled: “You can’t even praise you?” He stroked her cheek, and the calloused fingers brushed over every inch of her skin.
“You change the way of boasting.”
“Awesome?”
”…” She chose to remain silent.
Lin Jiao rested on his shoulder for more than 20 minutes under the wrapping of Cypress.
The hour hand pointed to twelve, and Chu Yuzhou’s voice came from outside the door. He called everyone who had replenished their spirits and left the hotel together.
They finished their lunch nearby and headed to the Plaza de España, the filming location of ‘Roman Holiday’.
The square is located under the hill of Trinity Church, famous for climbing the Spanish Steps of the church.
No matter the four seasons, there is a lively scene in front of the steps. Tourists stand in front of the “Xiaodan’s Fountain” to take pictures and commemorate, and they can faintly hear the melodious singing of freelancers.
“Jiang Ye, help us take a couple of pictures.” Pei Yilan looked for a no-man’s land and dragged Lin Jiao and Qian Yue up the stairs.
“Okay.” Jiang Ye crouched down to find an angle.
He asked the three of them to pose, and framed the church behind them in an upward shot.
Pei Zhi, who was squatting next to him, watched him easily create a sense of atmosphere, and then asked them to change positions, he re-learned.
He walked up and down the stairs with Jiang Ye and Zhou Yanshen several times, enjoying the scenery and taking many photos for them.
The remaining three bachelors followed Wen Ole around the church and played long jump competition on the stairs naively.
“I won.” Shen Yi won the championship regardless of the eyes of tourists, relaxed and comfortable.
“Winner, please have coffee?”
“Where is it for sale?”
Qu Shao looked around: “On the right.” Although his English is not good, he still recognizes coffee.
Shen Yi called and asked Pei Zhi to determine their taste, and immediately placed an order for ten cups.
As soon as he handed over Chu Yuzhou’s cup, he saw him throw a greasy wink over.
“Brother Yi.” He exclaimed, attracting other tourists to look sideways: “You buy me coffee and your girlfriend won’t be angry, right?”
”…” This maniac from his manna?
Shen Yi thought he was ashamed and walked out of the coffee shop with two paper bags, for fear that he would contract madness.
He met Pei Zhi and the other six at the fountain, handed them the coffee cup, and when he decided to go to the next scenic spot, the lunatic entangled Zhou Yanshen again and put on a good show in front of the crowd.
He took a sip of Zhou Yanshen’s coffee and brought the white lotus flower into full play: “Brother Yan, you drank the same cup of coffee as me, your girlfriend won’t be jealous when she finds out?”
Qian Yue, who was glanced at by him, couldn’t straighten her back with laughter, and almost spit out the coffee in her mouth.
She smiled, and the others couldn’t help it.
Qu Shao followed and finished the scenes at the end, so magical that Lin Jiao was so playful that he imitated it with Pei Zhi’s arm.
“Brother.” She called him softly, but before she could say the lines, she laughed out loud.
Pei Zhi’s eyes dimmed: “Come again?”
“No, I can’t hold back.”
“Then let’s do it tonight.” He narrowed the deep meaning in his eyes, and he would have to listen to ‘brother’ twice.
After the performance, Chu Yuzhou got on the bus humming a song under Zhou Yanshen’s disgusting eyes.
They shuttled through the ancient streets, admired the grand buildings, and felt the city known as the “Eternal City”.
Wen Ole took everyone to visit the Cosmedin Church, picked up the identity of the tour guide on the way, and introduced them in detail.
After listening to him talk about the history of the church, Pei Yilan asked curiously, “How many churches are there in Rome?”
“More than seven hundred.” He walked around the fountain: “We only look at this one, and we won’t go to the others.”
“Is there anything special here?” Qu Shao looked around and found nothing new.
“There is a Boccadellaverità.”
“What the hell?”
“The Mouth of Truth.” Pei Zhi summed up Wen Ole’s introduction in one sentence: “A polygraph.”
They approached the marble-carved circle and looked at the slightly eerie face.
According to legend, as long as the liar puts his hand into the mouth of the stone statue, he will be bitten by it.
“Does anyone believe it?” Shen Yi, an atheist, just thinks this is a place for couples to show their affection.
“Someone believed it before.”
“Who among you want to try?”
“I’m coming.” Chu Yuzhou rolled up his sleeves and put his hand into the mouth of the stone statue first: “Don’t say it, it’s still a little cold here.”
“Are you afraid?”
“If you’re not afraid, it just feels weird.”
“It looks weird.” Jiang Ye looked straight at those round eyes, waiting for him to lie.
Chu Yuzhou was silent: “I am the ugliest.”
The air was so quiet that you could hear the needle drop, and at the same time he received nine lines of sight, but he was not embarrassed.
He frowned after five seconds, pretending to be horrified: “It bit my thumb!”
“…”
“Really! You guys help me.”
“…”
Qu Shao couldn’t watch it anymore.
He took his arm and pulled him aside to demonstrate for himself what acting is.
“Oh, my God!” He looked up at the ceiling, shaking his right arm: “You **** teeth make me so bad.”
“…”
“Old man, I think you should calm down or I’ll kick your D and make it into George’s delicious pineapple pie!”
“…”
The crowd watched his epilepsy relapse and laughed out loud when he rolled his eyes.
The laughter echoing in the wind drifted out of the church, but it could not take away the joy that belonged to them.
“OhmyGod!” Vin Ole learned his interpreter and couldn’t speak clearly: “You bad guy! I swear I’ll take my leather shoes and kick your **** hard.”
Chu Yuzhou continued: “Look at this stubborn groundhog, you are worse than the chocolates George’s grandmother made!”
“For God’s sake, keep going, fellow Georges.”
“Oh—”
“Someone is coming.” Shen Yi interrupted them with a smile and followed Wen Ole around the whole church.
Night fell quietly and the temperature dropped again.
At night, there are many fewer people on the streets, only the restaurant by the river where you can enjoy the night view is full of chatter and laughter.
The soothing music lingers in the ears, which seems to dispel tiredness and relax them.
The neon light shadows lit up outside the window reflected in and fell on everyone, adding a touch of light to those pairs of eyes.
“This ham is not bad.” Zhou Yan forked a slice into Qian Yue’s plate and let her taste it slowly.
His caring all the way made Qian Yue’s heart a little sweet.
She swallowed the slice of ham, touched him with the juice glass, and smiled at each other: “Eat it quickly, leave me alone.”
(end of this chapter)