Yi'an decided to go to France.

The answer was the result of the decision she got from the coin she accidentally dropped from her pocket when she was in New York, and tossed a heads or tails like in the movie. She obeyed the arrangement of "fate" and applied to a public university in Paris to study fashion design.

When studying French at a language school in Beijing, many people fell in love while studying, and the couples in the class changed and formed a couple. Autumn leaves are the most suitable for falling in love when the leaves are yellow, and in the weeks when the leaves are flying, no less than five boys have confessed to her, but they all returned empty-handed. She also looks forward to love, but as long as she thinks of her sister, she becomes rational.

She wanted to try to contact the man, but she didn't dare because they hadn't been in touch since they separated.

The pronunciation of the 26 letters in French is not the same as in English, even if you encounter the same words, but the pronunciation is completely different. The professional teacher also has a request, which is to let them go back to write a few words to be memorized, and then recite them to him through WeChat voice, and the sentence is: I'm sorry, I love someone else, not you.

Later, the teacher joked in class, saying that he received countless messages from his "ex" last night to "break up" with him.

Such a relaxed classroom atmosphere made the nervous Yi'an quickly adapt to this environment. She was a very good learner, and it only took half a year to pass the French test, from Beijing to Paris, France.

While waiting for her flight at the airport, she swiped a news item with the headline: Mr. Jay, a famous Chinese painter, is about to start exhibiting all his paintings in France, Germany, Switzerland and other places after the New Year.

So she remembered this person she hadn't seen for more than half a year.

After getting off the plane, the driver who contacted her in advance picked her up and took her to the hotel. The night in Paris is also lonely. She hesitated on the way, and the next day she ran to a gallery marked by the news to see his paintings.

In fact, looking at paintings is just an excuse.

Unfortunately, she didn't see him for two hours, and the only thing worth mentioning was that there was a painting with a back, the background blurred with indigo and lemon yellow, and a girl wearing a skirt that showed her back. This is the only "incongruous" painting among all the paintings, because there is nothing new, and many people are curious why the author exhibited this low-profile painting.

Yi'an's eyes were rosy, it was the story of half a year ago.

At that time, they received an anonymous email from a Japanese person, attached only a picture taken by a mobile phone, with very poor pixels, showing the blurred lights of the high-rise buildings in Pudong New Area on the other side, and under the shadow, the back of a girl.

Through her sister's diary, she knew who that person was, because the other party did not take the initiative to reveal it, and Yi'an, who was busy with her studies, did not ask again.

She just thought that by the end, she really had a back.

Lost and ready to leave, Yi'an stopped outside the gallery, unable to move his feet. Eventually, she pressed the dial-through button, and with a long waiting tone, Jay answered the phone, followed by waves of silence. They didn't know what to say.

"Yi'an? Long time no see. It was Jay who spoke first.

"Well, it's been a long time... Missing. ”

"Is there something wrong?"

"Huh? It's nothing. She said, "It's... I... I took a preparatory course in Beijing for half a year and am now in Paris. ”

Somewhat surprised, he asked, "Which school in Paris?" ”

Yi'an reported his name and said tentatively: "You are in... France? I saw that your painting was being exhibited in this city. ”

"In!"

While her left hand was on the phone, her right hand was fumbling for a coin in her pocket. She decided again. It seems that every choice she makes is inseparable from the help of coins.

"That's... When will we meet? Yi'an asked him nervously. She spoke with hesitant suspicion in her voice, as she had always been.

The other party quickly agreed.

"Are you familiar with France?"

"It's okay, it's more familiar than tourists." He added, "I'm in the gallery right now. ”

Yi'an looked back at the door and said, "I'm right outside your gallery!" ”

"Wait for me!"

The phone was hung up quickly, and Yi'an's originally turbulent heart began to surge, and she knew that she was waiting for a new life.

In fact, these seemingly trivial choices, the answers obtained through the toss of a coin, are nothing more than an excuse. It's always just a medium. And the reason why those choices follow your heart is because the answers you want are always in your heart. The coin gives you the excuse and strength to believe in this choice.

In a room in an old-fashioned London apartment, a pot of plants that Yihua had planted withered and turned into dust due to lack of water. Outside the window, there is the occasional laughter and laughter of college students passing by, and those young people with sketchpads on their backs, their long hair fluttering and their skirts swaying.

Yi An thinks back to the appearance of that evening, and always feels that there is a back that is the original sister. She smiled and walked in the daylight, breathing in the humid London air. There may also be boys who adore him holding roses and waiting on street corners.

You are cleaner than the air in London and clearer than the clear sky......

Love, as if you had never been hurt; Go and dance like no one is appreciating; Love, as if you had never been hurt; Sing as if no one was listening; Work, as if you don't need money; Live as if you were in heaven on earth.