1986: My Happy Life in Provence

Chapter 113 Abnormal!
Ronan returned the same way and soon met Zoe at the entrance of the museum.

"How is it?" he asked.

Zoe was in a much more relaxed state than in the morning. She tilted her head and smoothed her hair a few times, making it go from smooth to fluffy and fall down naturally.

Just by changing her hairstyle, Zoe's temperament has completely changed. Even the tone of her voice has changed and become much more cheerful:

"Don't think about what's done. Let's go eat, shall we?"

Ronan was very happy that Zoe had such a good attitude:
"Okay, I've already found a restaurant."

"Have you found it?" Zoe was very surprised. "Isn't this your first time in Aix?"

"I have to say, you found a great place." Zoe and Ronan walked side by side on the Cours Mirabeau, which was lined with huge plane trees. "Cours Mirabeau is the iconic landmark of Aix, and a must-visit place for tourists."

"Then I have to thank that kind person. I can have lunch and travel at the same time." Ronan's eyes moved back and forth between the carefully trimmed sycamore trees on both sides.

It is almost noon now. The sunlight shines through the leaves of the sycamore trees onto the ground, forming large patches of light that are a mixture of light and shadow.

On the south side of the avenue are mansions full of aristocratic atmosphere, and on the other side are restaurants, cafes and bookstores.

"Many famous artists have created works in the cafés of Cours Mirabeau." Zoe pointed to its width with her hand. "This avenue also conforms to Leonardo da Vinci's aesthetic theory - the combination of space, trees and buildings should be perfect."

After Zoe's reminder, Ronan discovered that the width of Cours Mirabeau was almost the same as the height of the plane trees and the buildings on both sides.

"Aix is indeed a city full of artistic atmosphere." Ronan exclaimed sincerely.

"That's the famous 'Two Little Boys', a holy place for artists." Zoe pointed to a green-themed cafe and said, "Paul Cézanne, Emile Zola, Picasso and many other artists have had coffee there. All artists who have come to Aix will go in and sit for a while."

"Are you going in?" Ronan tilted his head. "There will be one more celebrity who has been there in the future."

The restaurants and cafes on both sides of Cours Mirabeau are beautiful, and you don't have to go to the restaurant called Guler.

"No, go find the one you found." Zoe said with a brisk pace, "I can't let you do your homework in vain."

Ronan followed with a smile, feeling warm inside.

There are so many fountains and statues on Cours Mirabeau that Ronan took a lot of effort to find his destination, Restaurant Guler.

But after entering, he felt that the trip was definitely worth it.

The entire restaurant is arranged like a garden. There is no roof overhead, so the sunlight can shine directly in. The ground and walls are covered with green plants and flowers, and the tables and chairs are also bright colors such as red, green and blue.

Not only girls, but even men will like this place.

"Not bad, right?" Ronan sat down and handed the menu to Zoe, his tone full of pride.

That kind person really recommended a pretty good place!

Zoe took the menu and looked around, unable to suppress the smile on her face:
"Oh, that's alright."

Ronan had just been paying attention to the decoration of the restaurant and had not noticed the customers. After looking around, he found that most of the customers here were couples of men and women, and there were several couples huddled together, which seriously exceeded the limit.

Zoe looked down at the menu and asked casually:
"How did you describe it to that person? Why did she recommend this place to you?"

Ronan pretended to be calm and said:

"She asked me who I was having dinner with, and I said I was having dinner with friends, so she recommended this place to me."

Zoe nodded:

"What a pity."

"What's the regret?" Ronan asked.

"I thought you would add some adjectives before 'friend'." Zoe put her hands in her hair and supported her head and said regretfully.

"In French, ami is friend and petite amie is girlfriend, which is the same as in Chinese."

Ronan asked nervously:

"What adjective should I add?"

"Pretty friend, beautiful friend, young friend," Zoe said as she looked at the menu. Ronan let out a sigh of relief, feeling both relieved and disappointed, with mixed emotions.

When he looked up, Zoe had already raised her head and was looking at him with a smile:

“You’re nervous again.”

Ronan simply moved his chair next to her and put their heads together:
"Let's see, are there any special delicacies in Aix?"

Zoe's shoulders shook violently:

"But you have a menu too, why are you looking at mine?"

The waiter gave them two menus.

Ronan's face instantly turned red like an apple, and he pulled the chair and was about to go back.

Zoe grabbed Ronan's arm tightly to stop him from leaving and pulled him closer to her.

She finally stopped teasing Ronan and said gently:

"Aix's specialty is Mediterranean cuisine. Do you like seafood?"

Want to go?

休想
After lunch, Zoe and Ronan walked around the Cours Mirabeau.

Talk about life, art, dreams, childhood, classmates. Just don’t talk about leaving.

When they were tired of walking, they sat side by side in front of the majestic fountain in the circular square at the end of Labo Avenue, watching the passers-by and the children playing in the water.

"Is there anything fun to do nearby?" Ronan asked Zoe.

He was afraid that Zoe would be bored.

Zoe leaned on the edge of the fountain, her legs swinging, and she was in a pretty good mood:
"You want to visit all of Aix in one trip?"

"Is it not possible?" Ronan showed a longing expression.

Zoe laughed softly:

“It doesn’t have to be done all at once.”

She stood up, adjusted her skirt, and clapped her hands again:
"It's time for you to go back."

Ronan glanced at the sun above his head and determined the time:
"It's still early. We can go sit for a while at 'Two Old Boys' and have afternoon tea."

Zoe put her hands behind her back, looked down at Ronan who was still sitting there and refused to leave, and asked with a smile:
"and then?"

And then have a reluctant dinner?
Then find other reasons not to leave?
Seeing Ronan looking listless, Zoe smiled and stroked his chin a few times, as if playing with his stubble, or teasing a kitten or a puppy:

"When things here are over, I will call you right away and you can pick me up then."

[Increase happiness by 20 points when having intimate contact with the opposite sex]

The sudden reminder sound startled Ronan.

'Physical contact' becomes 'intimate contact'?

Touching your chin a few times can give you 20 points of happiness?

real or fake?

In order to confirm that he had heard correctly, Ronan leaned closer even though Zoe had stopped.
"Touch it a few more times."

Zoe smiled brightly and patted him on the face:
"abnormal!"

This time Ronan heard it clearly.

[Increase happiness by 20 points when having intimate contact with the opposite sex]

(End of this chapter)