All the dreams awoke, shadows emerged, pouring warm eyes, and smiles seemed to say goodbye to all light—

At the entrance of the Blackpool Gallery, the huge poster board announced the latest content of Professor Liang Lao's exhibition back to China, but her eyes fell with bated breath on a clip of the newspaper, it was him, it turned out to be him!

Liang Lao is Chen Sang's professional tutor in his undergraduate years, and he has a pivotal position in the literary and artistic circles, and he has high hopes for this proud protégé. It's a pity that when Chen Sang decided to stay in school, this old Liang immigrated to Paris, France with his family. And this time for the exhibition back to China, this former protégé has become his right-hand man, and even exhibited the works that the two once collaborated on. In other words, this teacher is using this way to officially introduce Chen Sang out of the art circle.

The original nobody became famous overnight, and the media naturally competed, and the report also excerpted a passage from Chen Sang's words in an interview, he said: The happiest thing in life is to do what he likes best, and artistic creation makes him live every day full and passionate, this sense of satisfaction and accomplishment makes him deeply gratified, and he hopes that he can continue to create like this......

Xue Zuining's tears fell, and his fingertips repeatedly stroked the smiling man in the photo in the newspaper, it turned out that he could still be so simple and happy without being lonely and lonely without his own world. And she should probably return this tranquility to him completely......

Xue Zuining's eyelashes trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes splashed with water, her heart shook inexplicably, Chen Sang's creation did not carry any utilitarianism, and the clear and atmospheric picture conveyed his epiphany about life......

Xue Zuining, who had been standing for a long time, finally walked to the depths of the gallery, she concentrated on the observation of one painting after another, and the works on display were mostly landscape paintings, with rich color layers, subtle use of cold and warm contrasts, and some were calm and desolate, as if the painter was looking down on this world with a deep gaze, and his cold attitude was also like his person, uncompromising; Some of them are timeless and fresh, as if the painter has forgotten the hustle and bustle of life, and expresses the comfort and tranquility in the depths of the soul.

The colorful colors gradually deepened in the reflected pupils, and they became a happy smile on the corner of her lips, Xue Zuining stared, perhaps, she finally understood the direction of her heart.

The pink lips curled softly, she was really happy for Chen Sang, and she could see that this time he had completed a qualitative leap in painting skills, perhaps what he lacked was originally Bole's finishing touch. Whether it is from the creation of the picture, the choice of scenery, or the skill of brushstrokes, the grasp of the tone is far better than in the past, and the current works are more infectious, and can bring more spiritual support and comfort to the audience.

"Mr. Chen, do you think Chinese and Western oil painting techniques can be well blended?" A group of students from the Academy of Fine Arts who came to the academy admired Chen Sang, who was dressed in white.

Chen Sang's unique voice like a spring breeze edified every heart that listened quietly, "Of course, I myself am particularly fond of the works of French Impressionism, and a great artist I know makes good use of the relationship between the two, his works have both the charm of Chinese ink painting and the vivid image of Western painting......

"Mr. Chen, you must be talking about Mr. Liang, right?" A clever student guessed the person Chen Sang admired.

"That's right, he is my mentor, Mr. Liang, and the organizer of this exhibition, but it's a pity that he didn't come here today because of the tight schedule to explain the inspiration for everyone in person." Chen Sang's eyes were full of respect, and there was a light smile on his sunny face.

Xue Zuining closed her eyes and took a deep breath, suppressing the tears that snatched her eyes, and she turned around with difficulty......

Approaching noon, the sun is warm, the light and shadow are shining, the golden sunlight hits Chen Sang's body through the transparent glass curtain wall, covering his pure white clothes with a dense golden flower, this ethereal man stands there, his eyebrows are also picturesque, still pure as water, quiet as Zen.

Xue Zuining felt a pain in her breathing, and the pouring tears finally blurred her eyes, and the woman who was as quiet as a statue silently stared at the man in front of her.

Chen Sang, who is as gentle as jade, patiently explained to these younger students, and he preferred to solve the doubts of these simple and lovely students to snobbish businessmen, because they reminded him of the green era when there was no flashy fame and fortune on campus.

The man who was slowly explaining suddenly paused, and his wandering eyes turned to the right as if telepathically, and through the bustling crowd, there was a beautiful weeping woman standing in the gallery, no, she was still the girl who had haunted him at the beginning, pure and beautiful as if the spirit given to him by God.

Time suddenly stopped, even the air froze, and the former lovers crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, gazing at each other affectionately, and those beautiful and sweet memories were being awakened little by little......

"Chen Sang, do you think we can really stay together for the rest of our lives?" Under the cherry blossom tree, the girl's innocent eyes are full of beautiful longing and expectation for the future, but there is also a dazed and afraid of the cruel world.

The boy smiled warmer than the sun, and firmly held the girl's hand, "Yes, I won't let go of your hand, we will stay together every morning and sunset, and we will always be together......"

The past was like the wind, thoughts and memories instantly filled their entire hearts, and the slightest misery crawled around their hearts like vines......

Chen Sang, who was standing long and tall, finally moved, and his footsteps walked uncontrollably towards the haunting figure, and the people around him all got out of the way in confusion, and the originally clear eyes were no longer quiet, and they were already shrouded in a hazy mist the moment they touched Xue Zuining.

When the man walked in front of the girl, his cheeks were already wet with tears, he closed his eyes lightly, opened his arms and gently took Xue Zuining into his arms, just like having a lost jewel, so careful, so gentle and reluctant......

"Xiao Ning, is that you? Is it really you......"

The choked male voice tore Xue Zuining's already fragile heart, she finally threw herself into Chen Sang's arms, she hugged him tightly, she couldn't speak, she was afraid that her lips would be so sad that her liver and intestines would be broken, and she couldn't suppress it.

I thought it was heaven and man forever apart, but now it is lost and regained!

The men and women who hugged each other affectionately seemed to have forgotten where they were, and the people in the gallery were watching the weeping man and woman, speculating about their relationship, what kind of emotions could make such a pair of jade-like wall figures embraced each other sadly......

The flashing lights flickered, and the reporters of the good deeds swooped down on the eternity of this moment.

When Lu Huaining returned to the company, the people in the company unconsciously lined up in a long line, like a king who welcomed the triumphant return, but his indifferent gaze was finally disappointed in his heart after a round, it turned out that there was still no her.

He simply explained a few words and took the elevator upstairs directly, and when he pushed open the office door, his eyebrows tightened, "Why are you here?" ”

"Yo, this is a typical bridge crossing the river! Alas, it is said that some people really can't help. Su Yi, who was sitting on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs comfortably, took a sip of coffee, "Without me, master, can your sweetheart see your sensational performance?" ”

"You brought her here?" Lu Huaining's eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle deeper.

"Why don't you come?" Su Yi raised his eyebrows proudly, "At least there's free coffee for a beautiful secretary here, it's not bad~"

"What about her?" Is it tired and resting? Lu Huaining turned around and walked towards the attached lounge, but before his hand touched the handle, he heard a scattered voice behind him.

"Chen Sang gave me an invitation to an art exhibition a few days ago, and I won't invite her to see it!"

"You let the two of them meet?!" Or without your own knowledge!

"Calm-" Su Yi can be said to be sunny in his heart, "You have to be confident in yourself, and you have to have confidence in her, right?" ”

It's just that in the next second, when he received the news that the two people who were letting off the wind actually set off for the international airport together, no matter how calm he was, he instantly felt a pain!