Chapter 231 Chat
"Why don't you ask me why I'm here?"
While having dinner in the restaurant in the evening, Zhang Wei couldn't help but ask Paris.
"When you want to talk about it, just tell me naturally. And this question won't affect my mood. For me, going to different places with you is very relaxing and fun."
"That's right, I've always been reliable," Zhang Wei said confidently.
Although there were some setbacks when looking for a hotel, it was finally resolved. The environment and food and accommodation of this hotel are also quite good.
However, Zhang Wei still told Paris the purpose of her trip, including how she was adopted.
After listening to Zhang Wei's explanation, Paris asked:
"Are you saying that you might have been adopted by that police officer's family, and then Mr. Wilson and his men suddenly appeared and took you to Country A?"
Zhang Wei nodded: "Maybe. If Mom and Dad hadn't come, I might never have left China."
"I have to say I feel a little lucky, otherwise we might never have met in our lifetime."
Zhang Wei thought about his previous life and realized that he had never thought about going abroad, so naturally he would not meet these wonderful people. This is how life is, because one turning point can make everything completely different.
"So sometimes we have to believe in the magic of fate. Just like if I hadn't brought you here, you might never have sat down to have dinner in this strange place."
"So I'm very grateful to everyone I've met in this life. They've made my life more colorful."
Paris rarely expressed disapproval:
"No, you don't need to thank others. With your own ideas and actions, you can still live a wonderful life even if you take a different path."
Although this was a compliment, it made Zhang Wei very happy:
"I take it seriously if you say that!"
In fact, if she were to live her life over again, she thought she had tried her best in her past life and she had no regrets.
Paris put down the cutlery and said seriously:
"Of course that's true. I've always admired your strong will, your unwavering drive, and your passion for the world."
"In fact, before I met you, I was not happy. My father put a lot of pressure on me. I didn't have many friends at school. I didn't feel that there was anything happy in life."
"It wasn't until we studied math together, went to Yellowstone Park, and listened to you constantly praising my father that I gradually came to understand his ways, found some hobbies and fun, and more importantly, didn't feel so lonely after having you."
Paris's words made Zhang Wei feel ashamed. In fact, she didn't have many companions. Apart from Dora and Grace, there was only Namir. Grace and Namir had different interests and hobbies from her. Zhang Wei herself was also a person who was afraid of loneliness, so she often called Paris and Dora, two quiet children, to come with her.
On the one hand, she thought they were quiet and easy to take care of, but on the other hand, she herself didn't like taking care of children, so she felt a little embarrassed when she heard Paris say that.
She felt a little pressured to bear the praise alone: "Then you should not only thank me, but also thank Dora. We are always together."
Paris saw that Zhang Wei had finished her meal, so he stood up and handed her a hot towel, saying:
"No, you are different."
Zhang Wei was stunned and unconsciously took the warm towel at hand. Just when Paris stood up, his tall figure cast a shadow over the not very bright light above Zhang Wei's head, making her suddenly realize that they had all grown up.
Paris is now calm, steady, considerate and introverted. His appearance combines the exquisiteness of an Oriental and the three-dimensionality of a Western. He is truly the perfect man in Zhang Wei's eyes.
No wonder Zhou Anqi is so obsessed with him. Paris has indeed grown into a charming man.
Paris saw Zhang Wei staring at him silently, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, so he asked softly:
"Is there something on my face?"
Zhang Wei blurted out: "Handsome and handsome!"
Paris was so frightened by her sudden bluntness that he choked and started coughing violently.
Zhang Weicai suddenly realized that she had said what she was thinking, and felt a little embarrassed. She hurriedly poured water for Paris, her face flushed red.
"Sorry, sorry, I was just kidding," Zhang Wei said quickly, but then he felt something was wrong and quickly changed his words:
"No, I'm telling the truth, hahahaha, you can't help but praise me!"
Zhang Wei could only save his face again.
She didn't know why she blurted out the cheesy love words she had heard in her previous life. Although they were good friends, Paris had always been a serious person and was not suitable for joking.
Paris recovered from his embarrassment. He coughed and said:
"Thank you for the compliment. No one has ever complimented me. Thank you, Vera."
Zhang Wei seemed to find it a little unbelievable: "How could it be? Among all the boys I have seen, there is no one more handsome than you!"
This is Zhang Wei's true opinion. Although her brothers are also very handsome, perhaps Zhang Wei's aesthetic taste has been solidified in her previous life. She still feels that people of Asian descent are more in line with her aesthetic taste.
And ever since Manny grew a beard, he's become further and further away from his previous handsome boy look.
"Look, isn't Zhou Anqi always pursuing you? Uncle An is even afraid that you'll find a foreign wife!"
Paris smiled and shook his head, returning to his previous composure. "Zhou Anqi is just a child who didn't get a toy. Besides, no one else is interested in me, and I have a lot of boring personality."
Zhang Wei saw that he was being too self-deprecating, so he argued with him:
"Being like a monkey jumping around like Manny isn't very attractive. Namiel is a bit domineering and a bit of a barbarian. You're gentle and reserved, which is good."
(Manny, Namiel: We didn't mess with you, and we're quite popular in places you don't know about.)
After hearing this, Paris's mouth curled up for once, and he said happily:
“Thank you for liking it!”
Zhang Wei: Did I say I like it? Why does it feel weird...
After dinner, Paris sent Zhang Wei to the door of her room before returning to her own room.
Zhang Wei returned to her room and then remembered that she had originally wanted to discuss with Paris how to find an opportunity to go to the welfare home instead of going directly to their door. It seemed a bit too abrupt, and she didn't expect that they would chat about irrelevant things all night.
However, although he was very familiar with Paris when he was a child, after he grew up, they basically communicated through letters and had few opportunities to meet. Although their feelings did not fade, the way they got along after growing up was indeed very different from when they were children.
Paris is really not the same person he was when he was a child. He has become a tall and steady man. Whether he is carrying luggage or doing other small things, he is very considerate. I wonder which young lady he will be the lucky charm of in the future.
Zhang Wei thought to himself, and suddenly had a complicated feeling as if the cabbage was being eaten by a pig.
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