The cold white tea brings out the elegance of orange blossom.

Nie Guangyi's memory was confused for a moment.

He began to wonder if this floor was still his territory.

After confirming it, he chose to delete this smell from his mind.

It’s not important information that should be remembered, so why waste your brain cells?

At a glance, Meng Xin saw Nie Guangyi and the drawer still "lying" on the ground.

As the distance got closer, the "painting" Nie Guangyi held in his hand also came into Meng Xinzhi's eyes.

"Did you never lose this picture?" Meng Xinzhi walked up behind Nie Guangyi and asked, "Did this just fall out of my picture folder? Why didn't I notice it on the plane?"

"Picture folder?" Nie Guangyi has not yet reacted.

He couldn't quite understand how a girl could take a shower so quickly.

How many dirty things have you received from this world all day long?

If nothing else, just say that the hands he spat on could be washed clean in less than half an hour?

Nie Jie is so cruel that he even despises himself.

Meng Xinzhi took a closer look and sighed: "Dad has been lying to me. He said that the first painting of the aurora will never be found again."

Meng Xinzhi took a photo of her first "painting" and sent it to Zong Ji, along with a voice message: "While I was abroad, secretly put this painting into my painting folder. What is it?"

Operate, my dad.]

Zong Ji directly called back.

"Axin, where did you find the [Source of Aurora]?"

Because it was thrown away long ago, this ghost-level "work" also had its own name long ago.

"Didn't my father put this in my album when I was abroad?"

"No, did Ah Xin bring the painting folder from when she first learned to paint when she went out this time? Dad obviously searched in all the folders, but couldn't find it at all."

"Really?" Meng Xinzhi didn't dwell on this issue anymore. After all, he found it instead of throwing it away.

Meng Xinzhi changed the subject: "Why isn't Dad still asleep? Do you know what time it is now?"

"When dad thinks about Ah Xin being alone in such a far place, he is so worried that he can't sleep."

"Didn't I already listen to your advice and live with a brother you think is reliable?"

"We didn't even prepare hot water. The reliability of the new brother is still open to question."

"Dad, Mr. Nie is next to me. He found another room for me to take a bath. I have finished everything and am ready to go to bed."

"Are you going to bed now? Has Xin had dinner?"

"Eat on the plane."

"What time is it on the plane? Dad should go there with you. Dad's two suitcases are full of food!"

"Dad! Don't you know that the most important thing for a dancer is to stay in shape?"

"Dancing is your hobby and not your major. With A Xin's talent, it won't be a problem no matter how much you eat."

"Dad, do you want to chat with Mr. Nie again?"

"You just said he was next to you, right?" The old father realized later: "What is he doing next to you in the middle of the night?"

"Dad, it's just past dinner time in Italy. A drawer in the room where I live is broken. Mr. Nie is helping to repair it."

"Why is everything in your room broken? Is the accommodation condition very poor? Ah Xin, why don't you stay in a hotel?"

"No problem, Mr. Nie's house is very designed. I'll take some photos and send them to you later."

"Then why does the shower head break now and the drawer break now?"

"Maybe it's because Mr. Nie doesn't usually have any need to entertain people."

"Ah Xin, you don't want to be called "Mr., Mr.," so loudly. At home, you rely on your parents, and when you go out, rely on your friends. Dad and Brother Nie hit it off right away. If you talk sweeter and call Uncle Nie a few more times, maybe they will prepare something for you.

It’s midnight snack.”

"Okay, no matter what, I will ask Uncle Nie to prepare a midnight snack for me."

Meng Xinzhi started to persuade her in a coquettish tone: "Dad, you have to be obedient and go to bed quickly. If you don't go back to your room, mom will definitely not allow you to come out in two days."

"A Xin is right! Lan Lanzi will definitely be angry if she knows I come out to make a phone call. Dad hangs up first. What are you eating later? Remember to take a photo and send it to Dad."

"Okay, good night, dad."

"Ah Xin, go to bed early later and try not to take medicine. If you really can't sleep well, you can take it again."

"Okay, I understand dad."

"Then dad is dead. You should be careful when you are alone abroad."

"Okay, Dad."

…

This phone call made Nie Guangyi feel quite uncomfortable.

Some slightly sour thoughts kept popping up in his mind:

【You are the only one with a father?】

[Believe it or not, if I call Professor Nie now, he will be more disgusting than you?]

Despite being sour, Nie Guangyi was defeated by the situation in front of him.

The current situation is that Meng Xinzhi mistakenly believed that the extremely ghostly Impressionist work fell out of her own painting folder.

Should he correct it?

Or should we let this misunderstanding become a reality?

In any case, this can be regarded as a form of returning things to their original owners, right...

Gently, I picked up a painting.

Quietly, I returned the painting.

It's like I've never picked it up before.

Nie Tiancai's arrogant gene prevented him from making mistakes at the most appropriate time.

"This painting didn't fall out of your painting folder. I picked it up in the Louvre." Nie Guangyi chose without reservation.

"Did you pick it up in the Louvre?" Meng Xinzhi was so shocked that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear: "When?"

"Fourteen years ago, it fell very close to the Mona Lisa."

"Ah? So that's it!" Meng Xinzhi sighed: "In this case, everything makes sense!"

Yeah, everything makes sense.

What a genius designer.

What can I say about winning numerous awards?

In the end, it is not suspected of being a reference.

It's so disgusting, like a mysophobia encountering something dirty that can never be removed.

"I finally know why you thought you had seen my signature just now! There are not really people like me who draw a heart inside the root number as a signature. The signature that is stored in your memory is mine."

Meng Xinzhi was so excited that she clapped her hands and said, "I just said that [Miss Happy] designed by dad is unique!"

Nie Guangyi is autistic.

Is that symbol really called [Miss Happy]?

He had just thought about it in his mind before.

Is there any more heavenly justice?

Why not call it [Happy Little Girl]?

Otherwise, [Miss who opens a root number] is fine too!

The first time this foreshadowing appeared was when Meng Xin went to the Louvre at the age of eight.

What followed was Nie Guangyi’s first day swearing in to the Aurora Studio.

Zongji introduced the evolution history of the meaning of aurora in the painting of Meng Xin.

Later, it ended in a hurry because of Professor Nie's phone call.

Later on, there are many detailed descriptions.

You didn’t even notice it! La la la~
Chapter completed!