Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 258

Thinking, Sue's not someone else blowing Rosemary looked at him, the heart is very admired, no wonder those in the mall once they say Wilson are blushing, the original his ability to really, such a universal husband is now her Rosemary, how she felt a little unreal it?

The boat pulled up to the dock on the island and started docking!

Rosemary took Wilson's arm and said, looking askance, "Wilson, is this the island we're spending the night on tonight?"

The inhabitants of the island of Burano are the descendants of fishermen who have survived here from generation to generation, living a very comfortable life, where the inhabitants almost always go to the sea to catch fish and then bring them to the top for sale.

Burano Island has a very poetic name, called "Lace Island", because the handmade lace is one of the characteristics of this place, and it is also known as a dream island.

Wilson answered, then said: "Before this place has not been developed, so some places are relatively desolate, later you will go to the island, you will find that in fact, the outside and inside are completely two worlds."

Once on shore, Rosemary thought the view up there was indeed beautiful, that is, there were very few people.

Tourists and tour groups began to disembark one by one, and guides began to explain the story of this island.

Rosemary, now in a good mood, took Wilson's hand and headed inside.

After walking inside for a few minutes, I saw many vendors selling handicrafts on the roadside. Rosemary walked over and was a little dazzled by the beautiful handicrafts.

"The crafts here are so beautiful and look very delicate!"

Rosemary took out two small dolls from inside and said to Wilson, "Wilson, let's buy some back!"

"Okay, just pick whatever you like!" After saying that, he drew out two bills from inside his wallet and handed them to the vendor, then said a few words to the vendor that Rosemary couldn't understand, and then pulled Rosemary away.

Rosemary looked at the various beautiful crafts on it and bought a few more, ready to take back to Tina, she will be very happy.

Wilson carried a small bag full of Rosemary's selected artifacts, and his eyes were full of happiness.

Once inside the island village, Rosemary found that the inside and outside is simply a world away.

Outside the village is very depressed, but into the village inside, it was found that the inside is very lively, all kinds of people walking around, a lot of fun things on the side of the road, not far from the tree, the sound of tinkling bells attracted Rosemary's attention.

Gently walk over, Rosemary looked at the trees hanging a lot of strange-shaped wind chimes, all kinds of materials, the wind blowing, gently colliding with the wind chimes, emitting a series of crisp and beautiful sound, giving the impression of a wife standing on the beach, waiting for her husband who has not yet returned from fishing, the kind of longing, parting, expectation, all replaced by this beautiful bell.

The woman standing by smiled like Rosemary and spoke the meaning of the wind chimes in fluent Italian.

Rosemary reached out and gently ran her hand across the wind chimes hanging from the tree, a faint smile flashing across her face.

"Like to buy, the boss lady said these wind chimes are all her own making, buy a pair to hang in the window inside the room, beautiful!"

Wilson saw that she kept staring at these wind chimes and smiled.

"No, I'll go on!" Taking Wilson's hand, he walked ahead.

Seeing that she didn't buy it, Wilson looked back deeply at the wind chimes hanging on the tree, and then the two walked forward together.