Sir madame has run away again (Lily and Carson) novel Chapter 359

He doesn’t seem to remember what happened last night. I removed my hand from his. ‘Are you well? Does your stomach hurt?
“I’m a little dizzy. With that, Eric sat up. ‘Sorry.’
I was quite surprised that he apologized, but then I flashed him a smile and said, ‘I’ll go back to my room then.’
‘Clear. See you back.
‘He is well.’
However, Eric ignored my protest and crawled out of bed to watch me back. When I got to my room, I turned and looked at him. ‘Go back and rest.’
‘Lilian’, he called gently.
‘Hmm?’ I looked at him.
Suddenly, he reached out and pulled me into his arms before kissing me on the forehead. ‘Thanks.’ After uttering this vague remark, he turned and headed back to her room. Meanwhile, I stood in the doorway expressionless for some time before closing the door.
It was past 10:00 am when I woke up. After showering, I opened my bedroom door, only to be instantly greeted by the sight of Eric leaning against the hallway wall. His countenance looked much better after a few hours of rest, and although he still carried traces of fatigue, his despondency yesterday was nowhere to be seen. ‘Are you here for me?’
‘Yes. Let’s go down for breakfast.
After drinking a steaming cup of coffee, I felt much more refreshed. At this point, Eric shifted his gaze to me. ‘Lilian, we’re going to Lüneburg next.’
‘Is there anything interesting there?’
“Yes, but I can’t tell you now. You will know later.
“You seem very familiar with Germania. Have you been here before?’
‘Yes,’ he muttered in reply, unwilling to elaborate further.
I didn’t have much of an impression of Lüneburg, as my knowledge of Germany only extended to a few renowned places. While I wasn’t opposed to Eric’s suggestion to go to Lüneburg, I wasn’t too hopeful either.
On the way there he was clearly much more loquacious, telling me that Luneburg Heath was a very beautiful place where the purple heather bloomed in August and September, stretching for several dozen miles, sweeping over the mountains and plains like a carpet. purple, creating a magnificent sight. After hearing his description, an impressive image spontaneously manifested itself in my mind, and I suddenly anticipated it very much.
Eric drove to the nature reserve’s central city, Undeloh. Although the town was not large, it was the center of tourist experiences for the Lüneburg Heath Nature Reserve. He then parked the car in the lot and walked me out of the car. Curious, I asked: ‘Aren’t we going by car?’
‘The nature reserve here prohibits cars,’ replied Eric.
‘So how are we going there? Don’t tell me we’re going on foot?
‘Can we go on foot with your weak resistance?’ he scoffed. — We’ll go by bicycle.
‘By bike?’ I was stunned for a moment, but he had already gone to rent the bikes. It was my first time experiencing such a vacation. So I rode the bike with him side by side while enjoying the beautiful scenery. Whenever something caught my eye, he would stop and take some pictures. Seeing many carriages along the way, I stopped and took several pictures. Meanwhile, Eric just looked on indifferently as I walked away, never in a hurry.
Gradually, there were more and more flowers on the side of the road, and my anticipation also grew. Finally, an endless sea of ​​heather appeared before my eyes. Sure enough, as Eric said, the purple heather stretched for several dozen kilometers, sweeping over the mountains and plains like a purple carpet. If I hadn’t known it was heather, I would have mistaken it for lavender. Heather looked a lot like lavender with over a dozen
all towering over a single flower. When the wind blew, the fragrance was truly invigorating.
I was in Provence once to enjoy the lavender fields and I always remembered the scene at that time, but only when I saw this sea of ​​duttiva heather
it was not at all inland for lavender in Provence. ‘Beautiful! That’s really impressive!’ I couldn’t help exclaiming
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