Some time always lived unknowingly, especially after Huo Qiran was admitted to the graduate student. Because the instructor followed was very strict, from the beginning of the research, Huo Qiran basically lived in 996. In addition to class, he was in class, but in class, it was in the class.

The laboratory did experiments, build models, read the papers, do simulation, analyze data, etc., so I was so busy that I had no time to rest.

At the third, the laboratory began to prepare for a job. Huo Qiran still stayed in the laboratory to bring his younger brothers and sisters in the laboratory. Because he was about to continue reading the blog, the laboratory became the one in his life except the family.

The most important place outside.

Although the daily research work is also very busy, in the face of the grand anniversary exhibition of Huai'an Painting Hall, Huo Qiran still took time to visit Mu Qian's carefully prepared exhibition.

In order to welcome his busy son, the exhibition of this day was delayed by Mu Qian for two hours.

When Huo Qiran arrived, there was no one on this street.

Because the daytime opening time of the exhibition has passed, there are few people in the hall, and most of them are staff.

Huo Qiran entered the door, greeted the crowd one by one, and went straight upstairs to find Mu Qian.

Mu Qian was sitting in the office to call. It seemed to be long -distance. After seeing Huo Qiran, he only made a gesture to him.

Huo Qiran nodded, and turned around to watch the exhibition.

In the past ten years, Huai'an Painting Hall has already become the premier gallery in Tongcheng and even the country, and has expanded to the building next door based on the original site.

The exhibition is placed in the exhibition hall next door.

Huo Qiran followed the painting of this exhibited, while walking towards the exhibition hall next door.

At this time, there were only a few visitors who had accidentally entered in the exhibition hall, and they visited each other.

Huo Qiran stepped around a few bends, and saw that there was a creative area unique to Mu Huai'an.

This area is full of paintings created by Mu Huai'an during his lifetime. Each picture is carefully selected and arranged for exhibitions. Among them, the most central and universal peony pictures.

When Huo Qiran stopped and appreciated in front of another sketch, he suddenly heard a very light voice from behind him. It was a female voice. He was introducing people in English to people.

"It is said that the painter's life pen and ink are gentle and light. Only when painting peony, the color is strong and bold, because the peony represents his wife, and that is his symbol of his wife's love ..."

Huo Qiran couldn't help but look back. At this glance, he couldn't help but condense.

The prosperous peony picture is standing in front of a man and two figures. The male is about forty years old, and a golden hair is obviously a foreigner; the woman is very young, wearing casual jeans and white shirts

And the hair on the shoulders is behind the ears, exposing a smooth and smooth face and a smiley eye, soft and crystal.

Huo Qiran only felt that he should be wrong.

He turned his head, somehow, he looked down at his palm.

Later, he held the pamphlet with another hand and drawn a way in his palms.

The brochure is very high-quality, and when the corner touches the palm, there is a clear feeling of pain.

This shouldn't be a dream, right?

If it was a dream, I should probably wake up now.

Even if you don't wake up now, you should wake up the next moment.

Huo Qiran turned his head again, looked at the two people behind him, and shouted softly: "Jing Li."

On the other side, someone turned around in response.

Underneath the slightly surprised look was a face he was very familiar with.

After seeing him, his familiar smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he greeted him with a smile: "Hi, Huo Qiran."

The pain in his palms continued, and the person in front of him was still smiling at him, as if it was still the same as in his memory, but not exactly the same.

As a few years passed, she seemed to have matured a bit and lost some weight. She looked slender and tall. Only her slightly round apple face and the smile on her face remained unchanged.

Not a dream.

Huo Qiran was stunned for a moment. At that moment, he didn't even know what the look on his face was, or what reaction he should make.

Until Jing Li took two steps closer to him, stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes, and asked with a smile: "Didn't you call me first? Why do you look like you don't recognize me?"

Now? I haven’t changed that much, right?”

Huo Qiran finally came back to his senses little by little. After lowering his eyes and smiling slightly, he finally said in a low voice: "You haven't changed."

"But you have changed." Jing Li looked at him, "You seem to have lost weight and your skin is paler than before. Are you very busy at work? Don't you have time to exercise?"

Huo Qiran was quiet for a moment, then laughed slowly. He did not answer her question, but just asked: "When did you come back?"

"Arrived two days ago." Jing Li replied with a smile, and then she remembered something. She turned to look at the man behind her and introduced to him: "Stewart, my tutor at university, is also a writer. Stewart

, this is my former classmate, Huo Qiran. This gallery is run by his mother, and the painter I just introduced to you is his grandfather. "

Stewart heard this, stretched out his hand to shake Huo Qiran's hand, and praised without hesitation: "I'm honored to visit this art exhibition, it's amazing."

Huo Qiran thanked him for the compliment, and then looked at Jing Li, "Are you planning to go back to Tongcheng to develop your career this time?"

After hearing this, Jing Li chuckled, shook her head, and said, "No, I was just passing by."

"Passing by?"

Jing Li nodded and said: "My mentor Stewart has always longed for China's customs and customs. His ancestors have been in China for a period of time. He really wanted to create a related work, so he planned to come over to collect the customs. Me.

, I was temporarily hired as his tour guide and translator... I happened to pass by here today and found that the art exhibition was still open, so we stopped by to take a look, and we didn't expect to meet you. "

"If we hadn't met by chance, you wouldn't have told me when you returned to Tongcheng?" Huo Qiran said.

Jing Li lowered her eyes slightly and smiled, and said: "We originally only planned to stay in Tongcheng for a few days. He was curious about too many places. He walked around from morning to night every day and had no time to do anything else. So... we didn't
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