Fu Mingyu's twentieth birthday, there are only two people, Fu Mingyu and Medici.

The Medici's gift to Fu Mingyu was a thin sketchbook, each page depicting the scene of people coming and going in front of the city hall, and the Medici told Fu Mingyu: "These are the scenes in front of the town hall that I wrote down after you fell asleep that day." ”

This is the scene where Fu Mingyu is in it but does not know it, the Medici sits by the side and guards her, boredly observing the crowd, he has a good memory, and his eyes are like cameras.

"Actually, what I wanted to give her at that time was not the album, it was I in a hurry, I painted it in front of the window in the middle of the night every night, I actually remember more than I painted, but time does not allow it." The Medici sighed.

I asked him tentatively, "Is it actually what you want to give her?" ”

He nodded: "Yes, I want to give her a paper movie of "Copper Pig". ”

Although the Medici herself was not satisfied, Fu Mingyu was pleasantly surprised, she flipped through the album: "So you can paint?" ”

The Medici scratched her hair embarrassedly: "I haven't learned, I scribble." ”

Fu Mingyu said to the Medici seriously: "You are really talented. ”

The Medici originally thought that she was just politely complimenting herself, but she didn't expect this serious Chinese girl to never talk nonsense, and on the evening two days after Fu Mingyu's birthday, when the Medici was playing a living sculpture on the street again, Fu Mingyu found him, she didn't say anything, just took his hand: "Follow me." ”

She took his hand and walked faster and faster, and finally almost ran up, the night breeze was very good that night, the autumn was cool, the stars in the sky were shining, Medici's hand was tightly held by Fu Mingyu's small hand, his steps were brisk, his heart swelled with a fluffy spirit, inexplicably, he remembered when he was a child, after reading Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales, he ran for the first time in the night to find the copper pig, at that time his heart was full of hope, and his steps were brisk as if flying......

The place where Fu Mingyu took him was the Uffizi Palace Art Museum.

The place where the copper pig took the little boy was also the Uffizi Palace Art Museum.

There were already people waiting for them inside, and the Medici couldn't help but exclaim slightly, he recognized this person, this was a well-known painter in the world, a teacher at the Florentine Academy of Fine Arts, Fu Mingyu introduced to him: "My teacher. ”

The teacher was a simple man, he glanced at the Medici who looked like a statue, and raised the album in his hand: "This is what you painted?" ”

The Medici nodded, and a smile appeared on the teacher's face: "You can draw better." ”

In this way, at the age of twenty-three, the Medici became the teacher's secret disciple and Fu Mingyu's junior disciple.

"Actually, I originally wanted to refuse the teacher." The Medici laughed self-deprecatingly, "Growing up, my mother didn't allow me to draw. ”

But the teacher saw through him at a glance, and when the teacher broke away from Fu Mingyu, leaving only him and the Medici, the teacher asked him: "Do you love Fu Mingyu?" I can feel your love in your paintings. You love her, what are you going to match her with? With a full body of contraband? ”

When the Medici walked out of the exhibition hall, he had already decided to be a great painter who would match Fu Mingyu in the future, his negative father, his neurotic mother, his first half of his life had already stumbled enough, and he should still be in time to set sail again now, at the age of twenty-three.

Fu Mingyu was pacing back and forth in the open space in front of the museum, she was stepping on her own shadow, like a quiet cat, and the Medici looked at her quietly for a while, until she noticed him and ran over to him and asked, "How is it?" ”

The Medici stood on the steps, Fu Mingyu stood at the bottom of the steps, she looked up, the blue dark night was her background, she had the brightest eyes, like stars, for a long time, Medici stretched out her hand: "Senior sister, please take care of me in the future." ”