TSWWT – CHAPTER 7:

THOSE STEPS WE WALKED TOGETHER

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The Eiffel Tower is a popular attraction for tourists who come to Paris.

    It is a very famous landmark in Paris, and has even become a symbol in the eyes of the people of France.

    If you want to watch the Eiffel tower, you must watch it on a clear night.

    Under the dark night, it will be covered with bright golden lights and become the most dazzling star that lights up the night of Paris. Every hour, the lights on the tower will start to flicker, like a waterfall of stars, fully interpreting the romantic and gorgeous night of Paris.

At nine o’clock on a summer night in Paris, the square under the tower is still full of people.

    Cheng Ke Song and Hugo came to the center of the square side by side, standing in the distance looking up at the incomparably magnificent huge metal tower.

“In fact, there is a world-famous step in Paris that we haven’t gone to.” Hugo said suddenly.

    Cheng Kesong laughed immediately: “I was thinking about the steps of the tower too.”

    Hugo stretched out his hand and Cheng Kesong slapped him with his palm with tacit understanding.

“Have you ever climbed the tower?” he asked.

    “The tower is a must-see when you come to Paris. I went up last summer.” Cheng Kesong laughed, “but I took the elevator.”

Hugo blew a whistle, tilted his head, and said, “Go, let’s go, research the steps of the tower.”

    In fact, the story of their weekly challenge group has already been set. It has nothing to do with the Eiffel Tower, but Cheng Kesong did not want to reject this proposal.

Even though he had seen the whole of Paris from the top of the tower, even if he didn’t like the tedious exercise of climbing stairs in the hot summer… But this itinerary was proposed by Hugo, and Cheng Kesong suddenly looked forward to it.

    The wind in the summer night in Paris may be really magical.

Or the role of wine.

    Maybe the two ice cream balls full of rose fragrance are too intoxicating.

    In short, Cheng Kesong did not hesitate to even think, and inexplicably followed Hugo up the steps of the tower.

The steps of the Eiffel Tower are built by steel plates in the four-post frame of the tower body. On both sides of the steps are high barriers, and the scenery outside the tower frame can be seen through the mesh.

    Cheng Ke Song directly chose the elevator the last time he climbed the tower, and it was during the day, so, it was his first time to look at the brightly lit Paris at night through the angle of the steps.

    Hugo who was walking in front suddenly stumbled, and Cheng Kesong immediately stepped forward to support his arm.

    “The shoes you are wearing are not suitable for walking on the steps…”

Cheng Kesong looked at the flip-flops on Hugo’s feet, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

    Hugo indifferently kicked off the slippers from his feet, leaned over, picked them up, and threw them into the shoulder bag with the sketchbook on him.

    Cheng Kesong was surprised: “Are you walking barefoot like this?”

    “It’s okay.” Hugo didn’t care.

    Cheng Kesong was speechless for a while, only thinking that he must have been bewitched by something in the first place, so he followed Hugo’s suggestion, and did not pay attention to whether the other party’s clothes were appropriate, and climbed the tower with him.

After hesitating for a moment, Cheng Kesong felt that he should say something: “Or…I’ll carry you?”

    Hugo was taken aback, but then burst into laughter.

    It wasn’t until the surrounding tourists started to look at him with strange eyes that he finally stopped, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were reflected in the warm yellow light of the iron tower, and he smiled.

    Cheng Kesong looked at Hugo’s face and couldn’t help laughing.

    Hugo stretched out his arm on Cheng Kesong’s shoulder, teasing: “Do you… think I am very weak?”

“No.” Cheng Kesong shook his head with a smile, and found that the proposal just now was very unreliable. .

    “You don’t need to carry me, I can walk by myself. But if you must act like a gentleman…”

    Hugo said this and stretched out his hand to Cheng Kesong.

    “Hold my hand.”

 The golden light was spilled between the two, surrounded by the huge frame of the iron tower, with silver hooks and silver paintings, dividing the night scene of Paris in the distance into triangular fragments.

    I don’t know where there if it was because the brisk music of the accordion, the noise of the tourists were slowly drowning, and the breeze, as if gently touching the heartstrings of people.

 Cheng Kesong reached out and took Hugo’s hand.

    The two of them held hands together, shoulders touching, as they walked step by step along the turning steps of the tower in unison.

Hugo’s hands were slightly cool, neither dry nor damp, but just right and moist. Cheng Kesong felt the other person’s skin slightly cooler than his own, and his face gradually started to redden.

    This is… holding hands?

    The whole world suddenly became a little unreal.

Even in Paris, a city that is famous for its romance, even if people here can hook up and kiss others, even embracing and kissing… Holding hands is still an extremely intimate action.

    Does that mean that Hugo really has the same thoughts about himself?

    This big boy with strange temperament-he likes himself too?

Cheng Ke Song felt that his heartbeat was a bit chaotic, and his palms began to sweat slightly. He lowered his head and looked at the steps under his feet intently, not daring to turn his head to look at Hugo’s current expression.

    A group of tourists from an unknown country passed by the two. A man turned his head and blew a benevolent whistle to the two of them, showed a pair of thumbs.

Cheng Kesong paused, his body stiffened.

    Hugo shook his hand vigorously at this time, turned his head, and smiled: “Are you shy?”

    “Uh, no…” Cheng Kesong replied subconsciously.

    He thought for a moment and organized the language.

    “I’m just a little nervous… I’ve never dared to show my difference in front of others before. This is the first time… in public… to let yourself go.”

Hearing this, Hugo smiled: “Oh, An restrained Oriental.”

    Cheng Kesong also felt that he was making a fuss, and smiled: “Well, an unrestrained Westerner.”

    Hugo raised his eyebrows when he heard the words.

    “Is it unrestrained? It’s just holding hands. If this is called unrestrained, what can you do when I kiss you for a while?”

Cheng Kesong couldn’t handle the topic at all, and he felt his face burning. .

    Why is their progress so incredible?

    When they were eating just now, they could still easily talk about some food topics. Why did it seem that something extraordinary broke out between the two in just one hour?

There must be a problem with that glass of wine!

    No, it must be the rose ice cream ball!

    “Don’t be nervous, I won’t kiss you on the steps.”

    Hugo seemed to find teasing Cheng Kesong addicting: “First I have to find a beautiful place for the kiss, I think, the viewing platform is very good.”

Seeing Cheng Ke Song show embarrassment and helplessness, Hugo smirked a few times, his wrist turned slightly, his fingers opened, and he penetrated Cheng Ke Song’s fingers. The palms of the two people were stuck to each other, their fingers interlaced and held tightly.

In such a charming atmosphere, the hundreds of steps seemed to be completely ignored by the two.

    When they arrived at the first-story viewing platform, Cheng Kesong suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

“Should we… keep going up?”

As soon as the words were spoken, he realized how untimely this was.

    Sure enough, Hugo laughed again: “Are you afraid?”

    Cheng Kesong was also very speechless at his momentary stress reaction, shook his head and said, “I also…don’t know.” After that, he added something to remedy the situation: “Let’s stop here, your shoes are not suitable, so it’s inconvenient to go on.”

Hugo took the flip-flops out of the bag and stepped on them, and naturally led Cheng Kesong by his hand, and took him for sightseeing around the tower.

The platform was already overcrowded, and the two waited a long time before they finally got a chance to get close to the viewing fence in the corner.

    Looking up, it was the Montparnasse Tower far away.

“Can you find the location of our school?” Hugo asked.

    Cheng Kesong shook his head: “The view here is too flat, the lights are connected together, how can it be found.”

Hugo smiled.

    “When did you… When did you start to notice me?” He put his arm on the railing and turned his head to look at Cheng Ke Song.

    Cheng Kesong looked at the only skyscraper in the center of Paris in the distance, and slowly said: “Last year’s Halloween.”

Hugo was really surprised this time: “Halloween?!”

    “Yes…”

    “So long ago ! But you never took the initiative to talk to me!”

    Hugo thought this was incredible.

    Cheng Kesong smiled and said, “I was not sure at that time… I thought it was just admiration, and I still couldn’t figure out what I felt about you… What about you? When did you notice me? Yes?”

“I like your paintings very much.”

    Hugo looked at Cheng Kesong intently, speaking slowly.

    “In the beginning, it was a still life sketch full of bones and transparent objects. You used black paper as the base and white colored lead to paint. I was thinking about what kind of person the author of this painting is.”

” After knowing your name, I saw your paintings posted in the hallway several times…”

    “Then one day, my friend and I were chatting at the school gate, and he told me that a boy was drinking coffee by the flowerbed. The boy is the author of the paintings I have always liked. He also told me that you are not a Chinese born in France, but an overseas student.”

“But I…was also not sure about it at that time….”

    Hugo said, his eyelashes, drooping.

    Cheng Kesong was surprised: “But you still took the initiative to talk to me.”

    Hugo smiled: “Yes, I took the initiative to say ‘the weather is really nice today’-just because of this, I was laughed at by them, one whole afternoon.”

“Why? Isn’t this the most common greeting in Paris?” Cheng Kesong also smiled.

    “My God! When I think about it now, I still feel that I was a total stupid back then! That’s so embarrassing, I just want to erase that memory from my mind!” Hugo exaggeratedly slapped his forehead.

heng Kesong smiled and shook his head.

    “I should have just praised your paintings directly at that time, maybe you think I am so stupid.” Hugo said depressed.

    “I don’t think you are stupid. I am already very happy, that you took the initiative to talk to me.” Cheng Kesong admitted.

    “Really?”

Hugo leaned closer, his eyes bright, and his breath almost fell in Cheng Ke Song’s ears.

    Cheng Kesong remembered the words about kissing that the other party had just said on the steps, and suddenly became a little nervous and expectant.

    “Really.” He replied.

Hugo didn’t kiss him, but smiled very happily in the brilliant lights while holding the railing.

    The two stood side by side for a while, and Hugo suddenly asked, “Well, when your studies are over, will you return to China?”

He was still smiling, but Cheng Kesong could see obvious anxiety in his expression. Those light brown eyes were shining in the light, with a hint of golden hue, for a moment, as if waiting for a sentence that would determine his fate.

    Cheng Kesong avoided the piercing gaze and lowered his head.

    “You… want to go back?” Hugo asked cautiously.

    Cheng Kesong said: “I don’t want to go back, but I don’t know if I can stay… I like Paris, I like this city that can provide me with the greatest degree of spiritual freedom… But I really don’t know.”

Hugo Looking over in silence, he said nothing.

    He stretched out his hand and opened his palm to wrap Cheng Kesong’s clenched fist.

    The two stood quietly on the platform of the tower for a long time, until the tower began to flicker again, and Hugo took Cheng Kesong’s hand and exited the tower.

Sitting on the subway home, Cheng Kesong suddenly realized that Hugo did not kiss himself on the viewing platform of the Eiffel Tower as he said.

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LEMON: *Me who translates in batches, reading the first line after opening the laptop*

Reading : she will be covered with bright golden lights ,

Me : She?? who??lights??

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AAH!!! I am so curious to what’s going to happen, Well, I hope you enjoyed the chapter. If there are any grammatical mistakes or phrases that can be written better, please let me know in the comments.

— THANK YOU FOR READING~

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