Chapter 29 Shall We Go Eat Spicy Pasta?
“What’s wrong?” Ambrose touched his face, “Is there something dirty on my face?”
“No way! I just didn’t expect you to say such philosophical things. I always thought you were just a playboy with a decent personality,” Graciela chuckled lightly, feeling a bit nostalgic. “Seems like I’ve been too narrow–minded! Today really changed my perception of you!”
Lost five years of memories, stuck at nineteen, Graciela is adapting well.
But starting from when she fainted at the celebration, her brain would suddenly flash some fragments at different times.
Actually, she didn’t really care about those forgotten memories, it’s just Emery’s attitude that made her suspicious.
She was really scared of the person she was in the past five
years, did a lot of things that hurt the people close to her.
Three beloved brothers, dear friends, she was afraid she had
hurt them.
But Ambrose’s words woke her up.
No matter what happened, experiences are life, man!
Whether it’s remembering, hurting them, or completely forgetting, it’s all good.
At least for now, they were all by her side, always loving her!
That’s enough!
Graciela finally decided to drive to Omaford with Ambrose.
Because Ambrose kept stopping along the way, whenever he got tired, sleepy, thirsty, or saw a beautiful view, he would just stop.
Graciela was really skeptical if he was really here on business trip.
They replied confidently, “What are secretaries and assistants for? And money, you can never earn enough of it. We earn money to enjoy life, so what’s wrong with enjoying it in
advance!”
Graciela was impressed by this logic.
Anyway, the two of them headed north, thanks to Ambrose,
Graciela saw with her own eyes the changes from hills to plains,
and appreciated the beauty of their homeland.
These days the weather has been great, with the sun shining brightly and casting a gentle light on everything.
Beauty is attractive, Graciela took countless landscape photos with her phone.
Ambrose took a lot of photos of her when she was obsessed
with taking pictures of the scenery, and even called it, “You are looking at the scenery, and the person looking at the scenery is looking at you.”
Straight guys‘ photography skills are usually nothing to write
home about. Any woman can’t stand having her ugly photos
show up in someone else’s album, so she forced Ambrose to
delete her photos.
Ambrose told her to look.
At first glance, Graciela was shocked.
That’s not ugly at all, they are clearly like works of art.
The self in the photo is either coquettish, serene, playful, or
radiant, with both a distant gaze and a close sniff of roses.
Beautiful enough to make your heart skip a beat!
Graciela never knew she looked so good in front of the camera,
couldn’t help but praise him: “Wow! Your photography skills are amazing, did you study it professionally?”
Ambrose smirked, “Of course! If I didn’t have to go back home to inherit the family business, I would have been a world–famous photographer by now. Most people wouldn’t be able to afford me for a photoshoot, you should feel honored.”
After spending time together, Graciela couldn’t help but notice Ambrose’s ability to light up with just a little sunshine, so she casually replied, “That’s really my pleasure, you’re awesome!”
I happily forwarded all the photos to myself.
Graciela started a small group and added Willa, Nora, and Helena, then went crazy posting her own beautiful photos in the group.
“How is it? Beautiful or not?”
Nora’s first response: “Wow! Grace, you look even better after a
few days. Did Mr. Morrison take this photo? It’s so well done!”
“Yeah, I know! I can’t believe it, he’s really good at taking
photos!”
“I shed tears of envy! I also want a follower who knows how to
take photos!”
Helena came online and liked: “These photos are really nice, the background is great too! Grace, you should consider posting them. Twitter was down for a while after you passed out.“”
Nora raised her hands and feet in agreement, “Grace, hurry up! I’m definitely drooling over this!”
Graciela thought this was a great idea: “Okay! I’ll go pick out the photos right now!”
After Willa finished the meeting, she came out and found herself in a group. She climbed up the stairs, read through the chat history, and then chuckled in the group, saying, “Hehe!”
Well, the boss was still angry!
The three of them had a tacit understanding to avoid the water.
Ambrose was driving and saw Graciela constantly looking down at her phone.
He glanced over to the side, but didn’t see anything.
Graciela put a privacy screen protector on her phone.
“What are you doing? Why so serious?”
“I was choosing photos, getting ready to post on Twitter!”
“Tweeting? We gotta have a selfie for that! Let’s go take one now?”
Graciela gave him a look and said, “Dream on!”
Since there was a task to post on Twitter, Graciela cooperated seriously by taking photos along the way.
The two of them walked and stopped along the way, enjoying the scenery and staying in two other cities for two nights. They finally arrived in Omaford on the afternoon of the third day.
Graciela’s Twitter freshly baked on the day she arrived in Omaford. The last photo was of the iconic building in Omaford.
She was a copywriting failure, took a long time to come up with a decent copy: “In the sunny days, travel around the beautiful mountains and rivers, return to where you belong!”
The fans on Twitter were instantly pumped up.
“Ah! I was the epitome of beauty in my prime!”
“The spiritual food of the working class!”
“Is the goddess deliberately trying to keep us awake in the
afternoon when we feel sleepy?”
“Ding! Caught a big beauty!”
“This style is so down–to–earth! Domestic day trips, isn’t it just something us common folks would do?”
“Isn’t this the iconic building of Omaford? Sister is in Omaford now!!”
“I, born and raised in Omaford, can I be your guide, sister? I won’t charge a penny, promise not to leak any information, just need to take a photo with you!”
“Hey upstairs, didn’t you see my sister’s caption saying she’s going back to our hometown? I’m from Omaford.”
“Omaford’s spicy pastas are the best, sis, you gotta try them. But the authentic ones are hidden in the alleys, it’s hard for tourists
to find.”
Graciela scrolled through the comments, replied to a few fans, and then put her phone away.
