An Mi can come out of the coffee shop and wander around the commercial street alone, which is very boring. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Guo'er and An Mike's meeting made An Mike see through her excessive concern for her relationship with Jiang Chengqing, which made An Mike feel very uneasy. Uneasy to be uneasy, but this kind of emotion can't be said to Jiang Chengming, so he can only hide it in his heart and use time to secretly find out the truth behind Jiang Guoer.

An Mike was extremely depressed, and before he knew it, he had come to the end of the shopping street, where a small gallery was holding a small exhibition of a painter's works.

"Le ...... Cliff? Such a familiar name. An Mike glanced at the well-made propaganda poster and said with a slight frown.

Anyway, I have nothing to do, the noon sun is uncomfortably scorching, and I drink a belly of coffee on an empty stomach and it makes people feel depressed, so let's just go into the gallery and take a look, doesn't it say "air conditioning is open"? It's a good idea to go in and take a break.

An Mi could shield himself from the sun with his arms and slowly paced into the gallery. The instantaneous coldness made An Mi Ke shiver, and hugged his shoulders tightly with both hands. Dressed in a white ink painting linen dress, she hugged her shoulders so pitifully, which gave her a bit of pity to me.

The entrance of the gallery is connected to an extremely narrow corridor, and the walls on both sides of the gallery are hung with large and small picture frames, each of which is the work of famous masters, from the middle to the west, from ancient times to the present, one after another, making people overwhelmed.

Walking through the corridor comfortably, the cool air and full of artistic atmosphere have brought everyone who passes by into a dreamlike and mysterious art world, realistic or abstract, the combination of each painting style is so natural, naturally depicting the universe and the humanistic scene, as if entering another magical world parallel to reality.

An Mi doesn't know much about the art of painting, but when he looks at it, he thinks it's a good painting. However, the owner of this art gallery, so "throwing jade and bricks", is he really not afraid that his works will be covered by the charm of his predecessors?

An Mike thought as he walked into the small exhibition hall connected at the end of the corridor.

That painting? That painting is......

"I don't know why, but I always feel that if the exhibition is held here, you will see it one day." An Mike silently stood beside a slender and delicate man.

An Mike turned around, and the skirt was gently pulled and fluttered.

"Is that you?" An Miko's memory revived the moment he saw the boy.

"Well, it's me." There were two blush on the boy's face.

"That painting ......" An Mike turned his face to look at the painting hanging in the center of the exhibition hall, that feeling of déjà vu, no, he really saw the painting with his own eyes, so he knew the heroine in the painting and knew all her stories.

"Yes, it's that one." The flush on the boy's face did not fade.

"Thank you......" An Mike laughed softly, and the picturesque smile made the boy stunned for a while.

The boy blushed like he was dripping blood, and he opened his mouth, but did not say what he wanted to say.

"Goodbye......" An Mike said politely, turned to leave, and the skirt brought another gust of wind.

"Wait!" The boy mustered up the courage to shout An Mi Ke, who had already walked to the corridor, the sun outside the door shone in, An Mi Ke with the light on his back was like an angel in a dream, the aftermath of the sun pulled out transparent wings, and closed faintly behind her, more beautiful than the fairy in any painting.

The boy closed his eyes, as if he felt the true meaning of the word "beauty", he was listening to this symphony of beauty with his heart, and felt this visual feast of the perfect combination of nature and people, light and shadow with his eyes.

When the boy opened his eyes again, the shocking white shadow was gone, and An Mi Ke only remained in his memory.

When An Mike walked to the door of the art gallery, he deliberately paid attention to the name of the painter - Le Yan.

Leyan? It turned out to be the name.

An Mi laughed ridiculously and left in a hurry.

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Summer is coming in a hurry, and no one can stop the hotter and hotter footsteps, Cheng Qiang sat in the empty study room at noon, holding the pen alone in a daze.

Cheng Qiang and Mo Qingduo have not been in touch for a while, and no one can pull their faces to admit that they are wrong, so the relationship has been deadlocked, maintaining a state of cold war, even if they occasionally need to speak because of the relationship between the club, it is just a boring dialogue of business, and there is no longer the strong affection and sweetness before.

The members of the entrepreneurial club and the friends around them all see it, there are people who want to persuade peace, and after talking to the two people, there is no gain, there is no reason that can be concretized, and there is no third party or the fuse that led to the occurrence of things, the problem of the two people is that they have not run in with each other for many years, and both parties think that they have paid enough grievances, and the problem caused by heart disease can only be treated by two people with their own heart medicine.

Cheng Qiang thought about it for a long time, and the sense of responsibility of the manly man strongly required him to take the first step towards reuniting, give Mo Qingduo a good step, and then sit down and calmly study the problems between the two people.

"Qingduo, in the blink of an eye, we have been together for almost eight years, of course, this 'together' only refers to your one-sided relationship in my heart. I know, in fact, in your heart, there may be a very short time for me. I've imagined you snuggling up in my arms more than once, but I only dare to dream about it secretly in my heart, and then silently try to make it a reality. When I was in middle school, in order to be more worthy of you, I stayed up late every day to study, just to fulfill a promise given to you, so that you would no longer ignore me, and later, this kind of self-motivation became a habit of mine. Even if there is no place for you, I will make myself the best one. Cheng Qiang paused, and when he really wanted to write his heart, he didn't know how to write smoothly.

"I don't want to talk about the efforts I've done for you, I don't want to talk too much, as if I'm begging with you again, I don't like this feeling." When Cheng Qiang wrote this, he felt that his tone was too stiff, and crumpled the page he had just written into a ball and put it aside. After thinking about it, I felt that the first half was okay, so I took back the paper ball, stretched it out, and copied it again.

"I've worked hard for you, I don't want to say too much because I don't want to put pressure on you. My love for you, from feeling good to liking to love, has always been just my business, and I have never thought of asking you to repay me. Besides, I'm not doing enough to be a qualified boyfriend. That day, you said that I had never listened to you tell me about your heart, and that whenever you complained to me, I would cut to other things very carelessly. Actually, no, really not, I really listen carefully to what you have in mind, and then, I will use my own way, with my happiness to infect you, I want you to be happy, forget the troubles that happened to you. But I ignored that this method was too subtle and did not give you the most direct and powerful comfort. ”

Cheng Qiang wrote this, feeling that he really didn't protect her as Mo Qingduo wanted, the two of them are together, the most important thing is to influence each other and change each other for this relationship, not to manage this love in the way he thinks is right, isn't it?

"That day, you said that you sometimes cry behind everyone's back, and when I heard this, I was very distressed. Originally, I thought you had become strong enough and no longer cry easily, but now it seems that I was wrong, I was not careful enough, I didn't see the tears on your face and the sadness that still remained, I didn't comfort you carefully, making you disappointed and desperate again and again......" Cheng Qiang wrote here, feeling that the more he talked, the more he had no status, like a sissy who only said that he was wrong, that he was wrong, and that his dignity was completely lost.

Cheng Qiang just wanted to crumple the paper into a ball, thinking of what he had just copied again, he endured it, put aside the paper on which he wrote this paragraph, and took a blank piece of paper to write it again.

"These days, I've reflected on it, and you're right, I really don't care too much about your vulnerability. I point out that it was my negligence and carelessness, and I will definitely change it. But Qingduo, boys can also be vulnerable, especially after so many years, I have always regarded you as my greatest support. I really hope that you can care about me a little more, like a normal girlfriend, don't sarcastically say anything about me, hit me, I hope you can pay attention to me, don't treat me as a little minion who comes and goes, but really treat me as a boyfriend who can rely on you and protect you. Also, in fact, sometimes I say something to you, and even do some sexual^ things, it is really out of my instinct to love you. I don't know if you've ever heard the saying 'men are animals that think with their lower ^bodies'. I know you're a conservative and traditional girl, a girl who loves herself, but boys' nature makes me sometimes a little uncontrollable. Especially in the dormitory, the eldest and third have girlfriends, and they often go out for a night or two, which is really enviable...... Of course, Harudo, I'm just complaining a little. After you have said that, you will treat it as if you didn't hear it, and I will respect your thoughts, and wait until you are willing to accept me, or most perfectly, when I marry you, and then accept me, I am willing to wait. ”

After Cheng Qiang finished writing this, his face turned a little red.

"Qingduo, let's have a good exchange, from now on, I am willing to listen carefully to every word you say, and please take our relationship seriously, our relationship has gone through so much, as long as the two of us continue to operate seriously, we will definitely make this relationship better and better." Please believe me, the person who gives you the greatest happiness will definitely be me! ”

Cheng Qiang wrote this, breathing a sigh of relief, these are the most important things he wants to say to Mo Qingduo, although there are still many things he wants to say that he can't think of for the time being, but these are enough for now.

Cheng Qiang folded the letter paper, waiting for a good opportunity to hand it over to Mo Qingduo. (To be continued.) )