Chapter 11: The Only Heartbeat
Right Frost walks into the winding corridor, the light is faint silver, and there is a spotlight on the work in front of each work.
Every photo is worth a minute to see.
If you look down from the Kaikoura New Zealand cruise, you can see photos of dolphins and whales in the sea.
Diving photos of colorful marine fish weaving through coral reefs.
Photos of Napier's distillery show surging waves, crashing waves and seagulls, and coastlines shoulder to shoulder with its jagged mountains.
Aesthetics coexist with the magnificence of nature.
Until she saw the spreading Australian Gold Coast in the afterglow of the sunset, her footsteps stopped, and her heart sank for no reason, making her want to reach out and touch the photo, as if she could get closer to Su Weiyan.
Her nose was inexplicably sour.
In the far reaches of the vast Pacific Ocean, a line of golden sunshine echoes the shore.
Across the ocean, there is a unique heartbeat in the world.
She couldn't help but burst into tears, and quickly lowered her head so that others would not see her gaffe.
But she couldn't hold back her tears, and in front of this photo she had never seen before, she fell into a sad predicament, and she seemed to hear the great resonance of her heart from the photo.
She covered her face, but fortunately there were not many people in the art gallery anymore, and no one saw her lose control.
But the sound of her heart beating sounded in her ears, and it was getting closer and closer to her.
She hurriedly put down the hand covering her face and wiped her tears, but when she turned to leave, her steps froze in place under the bright spotlight of the eyes of the people who came up.
The man has a pair of magnificent crane eyes, straight facial features, deep eyes, thin lips are obviously sharp and affectionate, but his temperament is gentle.
In the photo behind him, the twilight connects the sea and the sky into a gray cloud, and the silvery moonlight drills out of the cracks in the clouds, shining on the still warm water, still gently swaying, pouring white foam into the beach in waves.
Undoubtedly telling people, moonshine, here.
Twenty-two-year-old Su Weiyan has completely changed from a teenager to a man.
Obviously, his eyebrows, eyes, face, and figure have changed, but she recognized him at a glance.
Su Yanyan was a little incredulous, and said softly: "Frost? ”
Right Fanshuang looked at him in shock, a line of tears flowed from Right Fanshuang's eyes, she was so excited that she was so choked that she couldn't even speak.
In the sun, the Gold Coast is full of golden light.
Her eyes were misty with tears, and even if she couldn't speak, she ran towards him and threw herself into his arms.
Su Weiyan caught her steadily.
Finally threw himself into the familiar embrace, right Fanshuang burst into tears, and his whole body was full of the breath of real Su worry. Warmth and an irreplaceable sense of security are on your face.
Su Yanyan felt incredible, but he also hugged her without hesitation.
Right Frost just tugged at the hem of his clothes, crying and listening to his heartbeat.
His heartbeat rang clearly in his ears, and at the rate of each beat of his heart, it was close to eighty beats a minute, which was the heart rate of an extremely healthy adult man.
Right Fanshuang's worry settled, and he couldn't cry silently, and wrapped his waist tightly, for fear that he would disappear in the next second.
At this moment, all voices were lowered, but she listened to his heartbeat getting faster and faster.
Right Fanshuang realized that something was wrong, and looked up at him in a bit of a panic: "Your heart..."
She turned pale with fright.
Su Weiyan laughed softly: "It's okay, it's because I'm too nervous to see you." ”
His face is angular and smooth, compared to the thin and fragile three years ago, now his face is full of a strong sense of presence, with strong male characteristics and sharp contours, but the eyebrows and eyes are magnificent to the extreme.
Elegance, mystery, and danger are all vividly reflected in this face. The detached and noble appearance should obviously be a daunting face, but Right Fanshuang just can't give birth to the slightest fear.
The whole world could hurt her, and Sue said no.
Even his voice became low, a huge difference from the previous gentleness: "Don't worry, okay? ”
Right Fanshuang was a little surprised, and choked up: "Your voice is different." ”
Su Weiyan leaned down to look at her eyes, with a smile in his eyes: "Because I am twenty-two years old, of course there will be some changes." ”
The roots of her ears turned uncontrollably red, and an unbelievable tingling sensation rose up her spine, making her look at his rippling crane eyes blankly.
Su worries, twenty-two-year-old Su worries.
Her eyes were hot again.
Su Yanyan rubbed her hair, and her voice was low and gentle: "Frost has also become very beautiful. ”
The moment Right Fanshuang lowered his head, tears flowed down like beads with broken threads.
He took out a handkerchief and stretched out his hand to wipe his tears for Right Fanshuang, who choked up and said, "... When did you get back? ”
Su Weiyan always looked at her gently: "Today, to be precise, six hours, this exhibition will be open for three days, I wanted to sort out everything today and then invite you to come and see, but I didn't expect you to come in advance." ”
Right Fanshuang nodded with tears in her eyes, looking at his dark and deep pupils, and suddenly realized what she was like now, she hurriedly lowered her head to prevent Su Weiyan from looking at her messy face.
Su was puzzled, lowered his head and said softly, "What's wrong?" ”
Right Fanshuang pursed her lips, her face flushed, and she said, "It's nothing." ”
Right Fanshuang wiped the tears on his face, a little embarrassed.
Su Weiyan suddenly understood, he lowered his eyes and smiled, hugged her and said softly: "It's okay, the frost bleaching is not beautiful, I know very well." ”
His voice was surprisingly low and fatally magnetic, and all women were vulnerable to such voices.
Right Fanshuang couldn't control her tears, but when she heard his voice, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
Su Weiyan lowered her head and whispered in her ear: "There are too many people here, shall we go to a place with fewer people?" ”
Right Fanshuang suddenly realized this, and she was a little out of shape in the art museum, so she quickly nodded obediently.
Su Weiyan smiled lightly, naturally took her hand, and took her out of the photography exhibition, the person in charge of the exhibition wanted to come forward to talk to Su Weiyan, but Su Yanyan passed by, said sorry with a smile, and left directly with Youfanshuang.
It wasn't until this moment that Right Fanshuang realized that "Diesel Su mentioned in this photo exhibition is you?" ”
Su Weiyan led her to walk in the night breeze, and the warm and rippling crane eyes made the whole night gentle, and the evening breeze was ambiguous.
"Yes, I wanted you to see the places I visited this year, but it's a pity that I didn't let you see much before I came out."
Right Fanshuang looked at his eyes, the ink rippled in his eyes like a crane in the autumn night, thick and pure, those familiar eyes and gentleness, so that she couldn't help but fall in, her heart was moved, and he stared at her gently, his eyes were so hot that You Fanshuang couldn't resist looking at him.