This is a snow-white world, with pure and moving pear blossoms blooming all over the mountains, like a beautiful fairyland picture.

Not far away, the man took the woman's hand and lay under the pear tree, and the pear blossoms fluttered down one after another, falling on them all over their bodies and dyeing them white. The two of them quietly interlocked their fingers and looked up at the cloudless sky......

"Zifeng, I remember the ...... you promised me I'll wait for you, and I'll always wait for you to come. However, I also want you to promise me that no matter what, you must not forget me. The woman whispered, her eyes full of loneliness and reluctance.

"I promise you."

The shallow four words were like small needles, piercing into the man's heart one by one, and Ren felt pain in his heart, and he could only speak lightly.

"I will live up to you in this life."

……

The girl woke up from her bed, staring distractedly, beads of sweat sliding down her cheeks.

You don't have to guess to know that her pajamas must be soaking wet at the moment.

Why is this dream again? She shook her head in distress for a moment, making sure she was coming to her senses before reaching out and touching her neck. It was a red rope with a small ceramic doll hanging on it, quite delicate.

The girl held the ceramic doll in her hand, and a warm touch came from the palm of her hand, and she muttered thoughtfully: "Since my father gave me this birthday gift, why do I have such strange dreams every night?" ”

After thinking for a moment and still not having a clue, she sighed and put down the ceramic doll again.

It seems that it is better to go to my father later to ask about the origin of this ceramic doll.

Thinking of this, the girl rolled over and got out of bed, and hurried to wash.

The beautiful girl holding a toothbrush in the mirror and brushing her mouth is Jiang Yiyi, the daughter of Jiang Haowen, the first expert in archaeology in the 21st century.

Don't look at her big eyes, small mouth, high nose bridge, white skin, and short black and beautiful hair, giving people a ladylike appearance. In fact, she has a hot personality and is a big sister who is alive.

"Jingle bell—" A crisp bell rang.

Jiang Yiyi held a toothbrush in her right hand, picked up her mobile phone in her left hand, and said vaguely with a mouth full of foam: "Hey? Who...... Miss Ben is busy right now, and will call in ten minutes if she has something to do. ”

was about to hang up, only to hear a sweet and soft voice from the earpiece: "Yiyi, it's me." ”

Jiang Yiyi was shocked, spit out the toothpaste, didn't have time to rinse her mouth, and hurriedly replied: "Xiaomeng, why did you call so early?" What I'm talking about...... Have you thought about it? ”

Jiang Yiyi unconsciously held her breath, for fear that she would miss every word Xiaomeng said.

"Yiyi, actually...... I mean, be sober, don't you...... How is it possible between us...... After all, they're all girls, and I'm ...... I'm still quite disgusted by this, so you just think everything before us was a misunderstanding...... Sorry......"

Like a thunderbolt struck into my heart, tears fell inexplicably, "Little ...... Little dreams. ”

She muttered in a dumb whisper, but there was a busy "beep" sound from her phone.

Her heart ached suddenly, and the feeling was sour, making her feel as if she wanted to cry.

What brought her back to her senses was another phone call.

"Hey, Dad." Jiang Yiyi quickly adjusted her mentality, perhaps she had long been accustomed to this helpless heartache.

"Yiyi, isn't your school going to submit a university graduation thesis? I just excavated a batch of cultural relics, you can take a look, it may be helpful for your paper, I sent you the address on WeChat. ”

"Okay, thank you, Dad, I'll come right over. By the way, the birthday gift you gave me last week was that ceramic doll, do you remember? ”

"Huh?"

"Do you know where it came from?"

"Ceramic dolls...... It was brought back from the ancient market by your Uncle Fang, and he brought it to me because of the fine workmanship......"

"What's the matter, what are you asking for?"

"I didn't ...... It's nothing, Dad, I'll go to you when I'm done. ”

"Okay."

The huge site was full of busy white-clad archaeologists, and from time to time a few staff members asked some archaeological experts about something.

There are tall wooden frames everywhere, and a huge groove has been excavated in the center of the field, and above the groove there is a stone slab suspended in the air by a thick rope, and a picture of a beautiful woman is engraved on the stone slab, the ink color is like new, as if it has just been painted, lifelike, but only the face is blurred, and the appearance cannot be seen clearly.

"Professor Jiang, your daughter is here." A staff member shouted at the middle-aged man who was taking notes in front of the stone slab.

"Got it." The man then raised his head and turned behind him.

This is an extremely handsome middle-aged man.

He looked at the sunny girl who was running towards him not far away, and a touch of sweetness welled up in his heart.

Yes, this person is Jiang Yiyi's father, the youngest archaeology professor in the 21st century, and the first person in the archaeological field - Jiang Haowen.

"Dad!" Jiang Yiyi went up directly and gave Jiang Haowen a bear hug.

"Alright, come down, this is a public place." Although Jiang Haowen scolded softly, his heart was full of happiness.

Since Jiang Yiyi's mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to her, Jiang Yiyi has become the only concern in Jiang Haowen's life. So for this only child, Jiang Haowen loves him very much. knew that Jiang Yiyi liked archaeological knowledge, so every time he made a new archaeological discovery at work, he would ask Jiang Yiyi to come over as soon as possible.

Jiang Yiyi let go of Jiang Haowen and looked at Jiang Haowen expectantly, "Dad, what new archaeological discoveries are there this time?" ”

Jiang Haowen turned sideways and did not answer, but his eyes fell on the picture of a beautiful woman hanging in mid-air.

Sure enough, the moment she saw the beauty picture, Jiang Yiyi was attracted.

The painting is so magical, the colors are so soft, as if the woman in the painting is not a dead thing, but as lifelike as a real person.

"Dad, which dynasty is this painting? It's so realistic! Jiang Yiyi stared at the stone painting intently, and her words were full of intense curiosity.

"After research, this should be a stone painting from a thousand years ago, as for which dynasty, it is still being queried."

"A painting from a thousand years ago?" Jiang Yiyi was surprised, "According to the painting level of the ancients thousands of years ago, how could they paint to this depth?" The color of the paint on it should have faded after a thousand years, but the paint on this stone painting seems to have just been painted, and it can't be newer. But only the face is blurred, and judging by the weathering of the slate, only the part of the face has faded normally over time......"

Jiang Yiyi was thoughtful.

Jiang Haowen nodded undeniably, "You're right, this painting is indeed peculiar...... However," Jiang Haowen said with a smile, "you must have written your graduation thesis this time." ”

Jiang Yiyi came back to her senses and said excitedly: "Yes, Dad, just write with this stone painting as the theme, and you will definitely get the first place." ”

Jiang Haowen rubbed Jiang Yiyi's head dotingly, and said, "Okay Yiyi, you can take a look for yourself, I'm going to work." ”

"Yes, Professor." Jiang Yiyi gave a standard military salute to Jiang Haowen.

After seeing Jiang Haowen leave, he turned his gaze to the stone painting.

"What a stunning and beautiful girl, but it's a pity that I can't see it......," Jiang Yiyi sighed.

Suddenly, an image flashed through her mind, but it was too fleeting to capture. As the picture faded, Jiang Yiyi only felt a buzzing in her ears suddenly, her eyes were pitch black, and she staggered back a few steps.

"Miss, are you alright?" The staff next to her helped her in time.

"I didn't ...... It's okay," she shook her slightly dizzy head, and it took a long time to get better, "maybe it's a little hypoglycemia." ”

"Do you need to call the professor over?" The staff asked with concern.

"No, thank you." Jiang Yiyi forced a smile.