The prince of Beijing circle is unattainable, and asks her to take responsibility at night

That painting was made with the finest blue copper pigment.

It was drawn by my father himself when my younger brother was born that year.

She had been looking at that painting since she was a child.

She knew exactly where every spot in the painting was and what was painted on it.

That was my mother's favorite painting, and she loved it more than any precious jewelry.

In the fire, she thought that even the people were gone and the painting should have been reduced to ashes long ago, but unexpectedly, it was miraculously preserved.

She turned on her phone.

In the news of Hong Kong, the news about this painting always occupies the hot headlines.

Her father is a painting genius.

When he was alive, those news, just like today, would always be on the hot searches, and he would have a lot of fans supporting him.

Just as she was thinking, suddenly, someone bumped into her arm.

Jiang Zhi was distracted and didn't hold the phone in his hand. The phone fell to the ground in an instant after being hit.

The woman who bumped into him was holding an invitation letter in her hand, which was also knocked to the ground.

The moment Jiang Zhi picked up the phone from the ground again, he saw the painting engraved on the invitation.

Although it was blackened by smoke, the colors in the painting were still vivid.

She saw her three-year-old self sitting on her father's lap, smiling brightly and making a gesture of "yeah".

Her younger brother was held in his mother's arms, and his parents had gentle smiles on their faces.

Although the picture is still.

But Jiang Zhi remembered how her younger brother cried loudly when they were taking the family photo that day because he was in an unfamiliar environment.

Obviously, nothing has changed.

But everything has changed.

In such a huge port city, the Jiang family and her existence are no longer there.

My father said that blue copper pigment will not decay even after thousands of years, and its color will remain the same, but it has gone through a long dark period.

When this painting was first completed, many people came to the house to see it. Jiang Zhi remembered that someone once offered 100 million yuan for it, but his father did not agree to sell it.

Because to their family, it was more than just a painting.

It also means that as long as the painting is there, their family is there.

But now, Hua is here, and their family can never be together again.

In an instant, tears blurred her vision, and complex emotions surged in her heart. Jiang Zhi felt as if a stone was blocking her heart.

When she saw the woman on the other end pick up the invitation letter on the ground, she couldn't help but hold her cell phone tightly.

"Why are you...crying?" The woman looked at her red eyes and suddenly became anxious. "I was wrong just now. If you feel uncomfortable, tell me immediately and I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup."

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

She needs to be strong and face reality.

"I'm fine, thank you." Jiang Zhi said to the woman with a slight tremor in his voice.

The woman still seemed a little worried. "You don't have to be polite with me. If you really feel uncomfortable, tell me immediately. This is my business card. If you have any questions, you can contact me. Don't worry, I won't run away."

Jiang Zhi took the business card.

She saw the woman's name, Lin Yi.

I also saw the words of the director of the art museum on it. It was the art museum where this painting was exhibited.

"Can I have a copy of this invitation?"

She has been hiding for almost ten years.

At this point, I don't want to hide anymore.

"Are you also a fan of Professor Jiang?"

"Ah."

"I didn't expect Professor Jiang to have a fan as young as you." She took the invitation and handed it over. "This is the invitation to tonight's special exhibition. I hope you can come."

Jiang Zhi took the invitation, and the handwriting on it looked particularly dazzling under the light.

At that moment, she seemed to be getting closer and closer to her parents.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." Her voice was gentle, and her eyes fell on Jiang Zhi's face, with some regret, "If Professor Jiang's daughter were still alive, she would be your age. What a pity."

"yes……"

The afterglow of the setting sun falls on the glass of the art gallery, which is now brightly lit.

Jiang Zhi took a taxi and arrived at the art museum.

Jiang Zhi paid the fare and stepped out of the car. She looked up at the magnificent building, with complex emotions surging in her heart.

She walked into the art gallery and slowly moved forward with the crowd.

Every step is like strolling in the long river of memories. Those familiar faces and those laughters of the past are all within reach at this moment.

In the exhibition hall, Jiang Zhi finally saw the painting.

It was placed in the most conspicuous position, with many spectators gathered around it, some discussing in low voices, others appreciating quietly.

Jiang Zhi stood outside the crowd, his eyes fixed on the painting, as if he could see through the canvas the scene of his father painting with brush.

"Welcome everyone tonight! Our auction is about to begin. Please go to the N1 station and take a seat. All proceeds from this auction will be donated to the orphanage for charitable relief—!"

"Just a reminder, there are 108 items on display tonight. Once purchased, they are non-refundable! Of course, a deposit must be paid directly that evening. Please abide by the rules."

"The auction will start on time at 18 p.m. Please find your seat as soon as possible. Thank you for your cooperation."

Director Lin's voice rang out again, and she walked out of the crowd with a warm smile on her face.

Jiang Zhi followed the crowd and entered the N1 exhibition hall.

The magnificent pavilion is divided into two halves, one half white and the other half black.

The white part is the auction area, and the black part is the Accord arranged for powerful people, which is on the second floor.

Through the light, Jiang Zhi could still see those wealthy young masters dressed in fancy clothes, toasting each other and laughing.

Not many people were invited this time.

In total, there were no less than thirty people.

As for how many people were in the black Accord, Jiang Zhi didn't know.

Soon, the lights on the stage gathered together.

Jiang Zhi found a seat in a corner and sat down. She didn't want to attract anyone's attention.

The atmosphere at the auction gradually heated up, and people began to talk in low voices, looking forward to the upcoming auction.

Director Lin walked to the stage, bowed gracefully, and began her opening remarks. "Dear guests, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedules to attend our charity auction tonight. Every item auctioned tonight is of extraordinary significance. They not only carry the beauty of art, but also our responsibility to society. Let us show our love for those children in need through concrete actions."

As Director Lin finished speaking, the auction officially began.

The first lot to be auctioned was a modern painting. The starting price was not high, but as the bidders became more enthusiastic, the price quickly rose.

In the end, it was bought for one million.

Halfway through the auction, it was finally the turn of Jiang Zhi's father's painting. But at this moment, Jiang Zhi suddenly looked up and saw a familiar figure upstairs.

And there was a woman coming with him.