S City is a quaint ancient town, with relatively intact house construction and blue and black stone paths, which always make people can't help but slow down and enjoy themselves.

After arriving in S City, everyone put their luggage in the hotel they had booked earlier, and at this time, even the students in the class who came back by their own car almost arrived at this time.

After the rectification and assembly, the squad leader explained a few words, and everyone found their own better people to have lunch together, and then went their own activities.

Xia Qian didn't care what happened anyway, so she was dragged by Yuan Qingyun and the other two girls to have lunch together, and after the meal, the two girls dispersed, and she and Yuan Qingyun carried their painting tools and walked towards the depths of the entire charming ancient city.

Xia Qian remembered that in her previous life, she had come to this ancient city once, but that time because she was tracking a target, he didn't stay here for two days, and she was all about him, so she didn't appreciate the scenery very carefully.

"Shallow, let's go over there and have a look." Yuan Qingyun has not been particularly high since Zhang Xiao confessed to her in the morning, although she is usually such a gentle and gentle appearance, but Xia Qian can still feel the depression behind her gentleness, but why is she?

After all, she is a person who rejects others, if she wants to intercede and be low, it should also be Zhang Xiao's business, what is she low?

"Good"

Following Yuan Qingyun, the two walked through an alley, but after not wanting to go out, they came to a slightly wider street, which was still in an antique architectural style, and the shops on both sides were also selling all kinds of gadgets with local characteristics.

"Shallow, aren't you curious about who I like?" The two walked for a while, and Yuan Qingyun suddenly asked Xia Qian.

"It's your business, isn't it?" Xia Qian smiled slightly, her curiosity about her was not to the point where she had to find out the truth of the matter, so she couldn't do it.

"......" Hearing Xia Qian's words, Yuan Qingyun paused for a moment, and then continued to turn around and walk forward.

However, Yuan Qingyun, who turned her head, was full of doubts in her heart, saying that Xia Qianqian was originally a person with a strong desire to control and encroach, if it was in the past, she must have been the first to ask her who the person she liked was, how could she still calm down and not move at all at this time? Has she ever been so reasonable?

"Qingyun, are you going to pick up the scenery?" Xia Qian observed the scenery on both sides of the street as she walked, and suddenly she saw a coffee shop called 'Po Sa Du', so she stopped and asked Yuan Qingyun in front of her.

"Well, what's wrong?" Yuan Qingyun wondered why Xia Qianqian asked her like this.

"Then you go, I'll wait for you here." Xia Qian glanced at the coffee shop next to him, and the meaning was very clear.

"Huh? So, how does that work? With only seven days, it's not easy to draw a picture that satisfies the teacher! Yuan Qingyun persuaded bitterly.

"You know I'm very poorly drawn, it doesn't matter what, don't delay you, I'll be waiting for you here anyway." Xia Qian's words were not negotiable at all, so Yuan Qingyun didn't know what else to say, and finally Xia Qian walked into the coffee shop.

At that time, it was a tea shop with a depressed business, and Xia Qian thought it was funny when she saw a tea shop with such a literary and strange name as 'Po Sao Du', but she didn't know how to walk in.

Later, she learned that 'Po Sa' was the name of the proprietress of the shop at that time, and her home used to be a famous scholarly home in this area, but it had declined in those years. And 'Du' is the name of the owner of this tea shop, the two couples are very affectionate, and usually live by selling some tea and snacks, plain and happy.

I just don't know if this store is now, or is it not the one she saw back then?

There was a string of bells hanging at the door of the coffee shop, and when Xia Qian pushed the door in, there was a pleasant sound from the bells, and the tables and chairs in the coffee shop were generally dark brown, rich like the color of coffee.

There was a vacated place by the window, where there was a set of oil painting tools, some colors on the canvas, and a paint-stained pen next to the shelf.

There was no one at the bar, and next to the old counter there was a window with a lot of delicate cakes, and the door of the window was open outside, as if it was specially designed for the convenience of customers.

Next to each cake, the price is clearly marked, and there is a small box next to the window, and there is a sign next to it that reads, 'Change is on your own, the plate is on the right'. Xia Qian looked at this setting and was slightly puzzled, is this shop allowing customers to take the cake by themselves? And then pay for the change yourself?

The boss is not afraid that someone will take something and not pay? It's really interesting.

"Are you here for coffee?" At this time, the group of young people sitting in the corner saw Xia Qian who entered the door, and the girl smiled and asked her.

"Hmm," Xia Qian responded.

"The boss is out, I guess I'll have to wait a while and come back, you can take something to eat yourself, but the boss's coffee is really good." At this time, the boy also smiled and said something to Xia Qian.

"yes, we're here for the boss's coffee!" The girl also agreed, and finished holding the coffee cup and sniffing deeply, looking very enjoyable.

"Well, thank you." Xia Qian smiled at the two of them, turned around and took a 'Misty Forest', threw the change into the box next to him, and found a place by the window and sat down.

The warm afternoon sun came in through the window, Xia Qian squinted slightly and looked outside, there was a rare feeling of trance and unreality, was this store the one she had seen before? The building on the outside seems to be the same as before, but it doesn't seem to be the same at all......

There are people passing by outside the window, and it is good to have peace and tranquility.

"Jingle Bell ......" Just when Xia Qian was enjoying the peace of the afternoon, the door of the café was pushed open.

Then Xia Qian saw a tall man, with long hair tied in braids on the back of his head, an angular appearance, and a layer of gray stubble on his chin, which looked a little decadent, but a little handsome.

A long blue sweater wrapped his whole body, and there was some brilliant paint on the cuffs and hem, and some paint fell on the upper of a pair of Martin boots.

Xia Qian thought that he should be the one who painted here.