Take Me Away

Chapter 283 Wrap Her Arms Around His Waist

Terence stood behind a tree of camellia trees far away. With his hands in his pockets, he watched Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Vivian quietly. His eyes glimmered with affection and peace.

On the way from M City to here, he was in pain and uneasiness. But the moment he saw Vivian, all the

panic in his heart disappeared. 'Maybe I'm too sensitive. How could I let her go?' he thought. Maybe

she was still at odds with him, or maybe she was too busy to text him back...

"Miss Vivian, you have been working since this morning. You haven't taken a rest. Aren't you tired?" A

workers in the planting Park lifted the bucket to water the scene, and a girl couldn't help asking.

"I'm not tired at all!" A smiling and energetic voice came through. "The flowers in the morning, noon and

evening are very beautiful on every period of time. I want to take a photo for it."

Upon hearing this, Terence's mouth twitched slightly. He now realized that Vivian had been too busy

just now.

"Miss Vivian, your photos must be beautiful." The little girl said again, and Vivian giggled, then she said,

"Come on, look at here!"

"What? What? "

The girl blushed at once at the sight of Vivian taking several pictures of her.

When Terence arrived, he heard from the flower refiners in the base that the flower language of

camellia was "an ideal love, be humble.". Looking at the cute red camellia, he suddenly felt that they

were not so pleasing.

Humble. But it also depended on what kind of people should be modesty, if they were lovers...

Terence took a glance at the direction of Vivian again. He would never make concessions to someone

he loved.

Vivian ran up and down the camellia garden with her camera in her hand. And the photos she took

were all her satisfying works. That was a satisfactory work, but not the most satisfactory one.

Her favorite design...

At the thought of this, she took out her camera and found that all the pictures she took were about

Terence. There were pictures of his cooking, of happiness, of surprise and of his sleeping. He didn't

even know this picture. The longer she looked at him, the more she felt sad. She had not seen him for

a day. Why did she suddenly miss him?

"Miss Vivian, what are you thinking about?" An old flower grower who said hello to Vivian in the

morning, came over with scissors, looked at Vivian's trance, and he couldn't help asking.

"Uncle, it's you!" At the sight of the old flower grower, Vivian got excited. She showed her camera to the

old man and said, "This is the photo I took this morning. Have a look! That was you! "

The man couldn't refuse her warm-hearted offer. He walked closer to her and said with a simple smile.

However, the screen of the camera was still fixed on the photo of Terence. Seeing that, the old

warehouse was stunned. When he was about to say something, Vivian turned the page of the photo to

look at it. With a red face, he said, "Not this one." "Here! This one! "

On the screen, an old warehouse stood beside a camellia tree with scissors cutting branches. Some of

the camellia on the tree were in full bloom; some were about to blossom; some were only flowers... A

bright smile lit up the old flower grower. The calluses on his hands, the wrinkles on his face were clear

to see. Behind the camellia and the old warehouse, the warm sunlight of the morning shone on them,

giving off a pleasant sensation.

"Miss Vivian, you did a great job!" The old man's face turned red.

"Uncle, this picture is called 'hope'. I'll take it to the competition some other day. Uncle, do you agree?"

A look of expectation spread over Vivian's face.

"Competition?" The old warehouse was astonished. "Miss Vivian, why don't you just take photos for the

flowers? I'm in this photo, it's not appropriate. If you take the flower to the competition, people will laugh

at me."

"No, of course not!" Vivian waved her hand, "Uncle, you don't believe me? If anyone dares to laugh at

you, I will be the first one to come out and disagree! "Uncle, we have talked for so many days this

morning. Would you like to say yes?"? Would you? If I win the award, there must be a lot of people

coming over to take pictures of you! "

"No, you can't do that!" The warehouse was astonished. "Don't take any pictures. One is enough."

"So you agree me to take it to the competition?" Vivian blinked her eyes, acting like a spoiled child.

"Agree!" The old man said with a helpless smile.

"Yeah! That's awesome! " "Uncle, trust me. I can win the prize this time!" Vivian jumped with joy.

The old flower warehouse said with a smile. Then he turned around and walked towards the camellia

trees nearby.

"Uncle, please go ahead with your work. I'll go to the rest area and have a drink first." As soon as she

finished her sentence, the warehouse said, "Are you going to look for the man in your camera, right?"

But when Vivian was about to start, she frowned. "What? Who is he? "

"I mean the man who just stand here..." The warehouse looked into the distance. With a strange look

on its face, it pointed to a tall tree and said, "That's the gentleman you just photographed! He is so

handsome! He was just standing there! Why is he missing now? "

Vivian looked into the direction that the warehouse was pointing at, but he saw nothing. Instead, she

thought silently, 'Is that Terence? In her camera, there was only one man, Terence! But, how could it be

possible?

"Uncle, are you kidding me?" Reluctantly, Vivian moved her gaze away from there.

"Miss Vivian, you can't say that. My eyes are not very good, But I can still see such a big living man,

can I?" The warehouse, with a look of "vindiction" on its face, vowed solemnly, "The gentleman also

asked me about the flower symbol of camellia. Say something politely. I have never seen such an

excellent man in my life! He was tall and handsome! Oh, he kept looking at you when I came here just

now! "

Opening her mouth in surprise, a flicker of surprise flashed in her eyes, but soon it was replaced by

sadness. "I... I'll go there to have a look! " Then she turned around and ran to the rest area.

The old man smiled and shouted, "Miss Vivian, don't run too fast! That gentleman can't run away! "

On the other side, seeing Vivian smiling happily, Terence didn't want to disturb them.

He had thought that it was he who made her happy. But now, looking at her bright smile, he felt that as

long as she was happy, he didn't care who gave her such happiness.

So he turned around and went to the guest house. He wanted to share a room with her, but on second

thought, he decided to order another room. It might be a good surprise for Vivian.

The two girls in flowery shirts were standing at the front desk. They blushed as they saw Terence

coming in.

"So handsome..."

Terence vaguely heard this. Looking at the two girls who looked only half as old as him, he felt a little

funny. Terence walked to the front desk and asked, "Is there a Miss Vivian who has booked a room

here?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" One of the girls suddenly nodded and said.

"Uh..." Terence questioned, "Don't you need to check the guest room records?"

"No!" Another girl rushed to explain, "Miss Vivian has taken pictures for us. Of course we remember her

clearly!"

"Yeah, Miss Vivian is so beautiful! She didn't look very well when she came yesterday. Are you her

boyfriend? Hee hee... "

"She didn't look good?" Terence frowned. Was she still angry about what happened yesterday?

"Yes. She passed out and frightened us."

Terence furrowed his brows deeply. Without saying anything, he took out his wallet and asked, "Is there

any room near Vivian's room? Book me a single room, please... No, if you have a double room, book

me a double one. "

"Haha..." The two girls smiled vaguely. They nodded and said, "We really have to confirm if there is a

double room!"

"Okay." Terence nodded slightly, but there was still a trace of shyness in his heart.

The two girls happily flipped through the guest room records, and Terence also casually scanned

around the camellia tea base. It was undeniable that this place was like a paradise.

"Terence!"

At this moment, a hurried and slightly breathless voice came from behind. He looked back

subconsciously and saw a woman running to him and standing there in a hurry with an anxious face.

"Why are you here?" Seeing the person, Terence squinted his eyes in disgust. It was Clara.

Clara was still wearing high heels, but her chest rose and fell with sniff. Not long after Terence left,

when they were about to shoot a promotional video, Clara finally couldn't help following him.

Terence's only appreciation for this woman had collapsed when he heard that Clara said Vivian had

left. He liked the woman who was able to play chess with him but who could not help teasing him when

she was pissed off...

The sight of Clara frustrated Terence.

"Clara, I don't argue with you because you are the cousin of Vivian. I think you have the qualification to

be proud. You are a kind of woman who attracts men, so don't waste time on me Don't ever try to

challenge my bottom line again. My assistant will be responsible for the future cooperation. We'd better

not meet again. " It was rare for anyone to show any emotions on his face, so Terence said impatiently.

He didn't know since when he had such a hidden trouble around him!

No wonder why every time Spencer mentioned Celine, he was so vicious and helpless.

"Miss Vivian, where are you going in such a hurry?"

"Slow down! You almost fainted from running so fast yesterday... "

"I'm fine! Go on with your work! "

All of a sudden, the voice of Vivian's conversation with another person came through. It sounded

almost at the door. Hearing that, Terence was delighted and walked towards that direction.

Clara was so worried that her mind went blank. Raising her arms, she tightly held on to Terence's waist

who was walking towards the door.