Glass Butterfly

The fleeting years are unfavorable.

Ruan Youqing is not very superstitious, but now that he can't even drink cold water, he has no choice but to think of this word.

If the next journey can go smoothly, he decided to choose a temple to burn a stick of incense after returning.

The Italian's English is not the same as his. After waiting for a long time in the corner, he finally found a Chinese-speaking police officer: "The mobile phone was stolen? What mobile phone? Where did you lose it?" to the table.

He had to explain what happened again, but fortunately, he used his native language this time, which made it much smoother.

"It wasn't stolen, it was robbed. In front of the ice cream shop near Milan Cathedral."

He was looking up to study the taste introduction next to the signboard.Crowded near the tourist resort, the thief in Milan is quite famous, he deliberately does not have a backpack, puts his passport in a zipped pocket on his knees, and holds his mobile phone in his hand.He was pushed a few times from time to time, who would have thought that the thief would not be willing to take out his pockets and bags, and would take advantage of people's surprises to grab things openly.With nothing in his hands, Ruan Youqing lowered his head and only saw a dark brown hand left behind. Looking around, there are suspects with similar faces and skin colors everywhere. He is alone and cannot speak a language, so he cannot be easily tracked.

"I understand, you don't have to speak so slowly. What else do you lose besides your phone?" The policeman kept looking at his hearing aid, making him extremely uncomfortable, so he tried his best to nod and shake his head and answer yes or no for the next questions. .After finishing the simple record, the other party handed him a mobile phone of the same brand: "Use this phone to log in to iCloud and lose the mobile phone mark first, so as not to be stolen. It is best to call your communication company to lock the SIM card. "

Ruan Youqing glanced at the interface, wondering if there were too many similar cases among his compatriots or because the other party was caring, the screen was actually a Chinese interface.

He has been using cloud services, and the only payment method bound to his mobile phone is Alipay. After returning home, he only needs to buy a new mobile phone to log in to the original account, and he can't lose anything. It's just annoying that the SIM card cannot be replaced immediately after being lost overseas...

He froze Alipay, locked the SIM card, and left all the identification information of the phone as specific as possible, even though it was unlikely to be retrieved.

"Leave me your contact information, the mobile phone numbers of your friends, your family members, or the name of the hotel and room information. If we can find it, we will let you know." The other party did not neglect him in his words, but his tone was a little absent-minded, probably I have become numb to such petty theft cases.

It was already dusk when he left the police station. He walked all the way back to the nearby homestay, took out a bank card from the suitcase, went to a small shop on the street and ordered a lasagne and mint caramel double scoop ice cream. Eating dinner slowly in the sunset alone.

Fortunately, I developed a good habit with Tang Tu, and I didn't go to a remote place to stay in order to save a few travel expenses, otherwise I might not even be able to go back to my residence after such a commotion.

After eating and going back, he used the computer of the hotel to print out the ticket information in the mailbox.Going to Rome tomorrow, there is a masterpiece handed down from the Renaissance waiting for him in churches of all sizes, and the day after tomorrow, he can see the tallest masterpiece of Michelangelo in the largest church in the world in Vatican City One of the true contents of "Pieta".

Thinking of this, the haze in my heart has dissipated a lot, and I can fall asleep peacefully looking at the night in a foreign country outside the window.

The finishing work was not over yet, but Tang Tu couldn't wait for the opening of the Biennale two days later, so he asked Xu Hanyi to book a flight back home for him after waking up: "The sooner the better."

"It's booked. At four o'clock tomorrow afternoon, we should nod with the leaders and listen to a lesson before leaving. We don't have the capital to put on airs, you know." The girl is young, but at this moment she has a bigger picture than the distraught him. , Xu Hanyi put away his phone, "Boss, there will be a celebration banquet in a while, shall we go?"

"You guys go." Tang Tu was not in the mood, and went back to the room alone to pack his luggage.If there is no accident, he will be able to see Ruan Youqing tomorrow.

He frequently took out his mobile phone to check during working hours, but there was no movement on the other side.

Are you still angry... you really should be angry.

Tang Tu looked up to the sky and sighed... He couldn't sleep last night and found countless excuses for himself, but it didn't work.

Finally, when it was time to leave, he didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he dragged his suitcase and left.

"Boss, why don't we change to another plane? It's going to take a long time. The economy class is too uncomfortable." Zhang Wenbin went downstairs with him and took him to the airport in the car provided by the organizer.

"No, it's fine." Waiting an extra minute is suffering.

Seeing that his complexion was not good, Zhang Wenbin drove the car very fast.Fortunately, it was not peak hours, and we arrived at the airport before twelve o'clock.

For the first time, he pushed his suitcase and stood at the end of the overcrowded queue in the economy class waiting to check in. As the queue slowly advanced, he became more and more anxious.

Seeing that it was time to wait in line, the phone kept ringing again.Seeing that the area was Milan's number, he hesitated to hang up, but the other party called again.He had no choice but to hand the passport to the check-in ground staff while answering the phone.

Unexpectedly, a sentence in Chinese came from the receiver: "Hello, we are the Milan Police Department. Is this Mr. Ruan Youqing? I found the mobile phone you reported as stolen yesterday. Come and pick it up if you have time."

Hearing Ruan Youqing's name, he froze for a moment, then held down the passport that had been taken away, bowed apologetically to the confused staff, and ran back to the airport gate dragging the suitcase.

After asking for the address, he hung up the police officer's phone, and immediately turned around and ran towards the train station. He hurried to the police station before sunset.

The police officer compared the information left by Ruan Youqing, confirmed his name and number, and handed him the lost mobile phone: "I came to collect it myself, why did he leave your information..."

In front of the other party, Tang Tu unlocked the phone with his face recognition. The little policeman frowned and said nothing, acquiescing that he took the phone away.

But he got the mobile phone, where should he find someone...

He didn't have the habit of looking through Ruan Youqing's phone, even if the other party told him all the account passwords.

He used his mobile phone to log in to the other party's iCloud, step by step to remove the disabled function caused by the loss, and also found Ruan Youqing's booking information. He arrived in Milan three nights ago and flew from Rome to Venice the day after tomorrow.

Tang Tu's heart ached, he actually came to Italy, and the final destination was where he was.

As expected of Ruan Youqing, Ruan Youqing had to take a leisurely tour of the famous places in this situation, and even losing his mobile phone couldn't stop him from taking a look at Michelangelo who was thinking about him.

Fortunately, he is Ruan Youqing.So he chose to be gentle and tolerant, and waited calmly.

Tang Tu rushed to the station angrily and amusedly, and set foot on one of the roads leading to Rome.

On the train from Milan to Rome, Tang Tu browsed through the accommodation information around the Vatican City, and deliberately chose the closest one, even though it was just an ordinary standard room in an express hotel.

He was sure that Ruan Youqing would go to St. Peter's Basilica to see Pietà, but he didn't know when Ruan Youqing would show up, so he lived closer so he could arrive earlier.

Just after seven o'clock in the morning, he was fully dressed and arrived at his destination. At this time, he could enter the church without a long queue.

The world's largest church is majestic and majestic. Even people without any religious beliefs will be infected involuntarily when they step in. Tang Tu looked up at the majestic dome, and in just a moment, goose bumps crawled all over his body.

In the empty hall, tourists took pictures in twos and threes around the alcoves and icons. Tang Tu withdrew his eyes from every inch of the walls of the church, which were exquisitely crafted, ignoring the sacred and gorgeous tomb of St. Peter, the first disciple of Jesus, and the design and production of Bernini. The bronze altar canopy, and the right foot of the bronze statue that everyone who enters the door will touch, went straight to the target—Michelangelo’s Pieta.

The only marble icon signed by the talented sculptor stands alone in the Pieta Chapel, protected by a thick bulletproof glass window.This is the only sculpture in the church to receive such treatment, all because it was vandalized more than 30 years ago.

Tang Tu had originally made up his mind to be the first person to appreciate the Pieta today, and then he could sit and wait in the corner of this chapel, not wanting anyone to be earlier than him.

A man and a woman in front of him turned their backs to him. It seemed that they were not familiar with each other, keeping a safe distance of more than [-] centimeters between their arms.The girl put the backpack on her chest, took out a piece of candy and handed it to the boy: "Thank you so much just now!"

Ruan Youqing didn't refuse the candy, she put it in her pocket casually, and replied politely: "You're welcome."

"Uh... You've been here for a long time, don't you want to see other things? The holy seat over there seems to be more beautiful." The girl asked.

"Wait a while." Ruan Youqing stared intently at the Virgin Mary on the other side of the glass who was mourning but not hurting, "don't worry about me."

"Let's... let's go together... Anyway, we are all alone... I'm a little afraid of meeting those gypsies again..." The girl's voice weakened, and Tang Tu walked quietly in the quiet church. I took two steps forward, trying to hear her muffled voice.But Ruan Youqing, who was immersed in the artwork, suddenly turned his head without warning, and the two of them met their eyes and were stunned at the same time.Ruan Youqing has always been insensitive to voices, not to mention that he deliberately lightened his steps.One of them silently explored, the other silently embarrassed

Looking at the holy statue through the thick bulletproof glass, Ruan Youqing felt a little regretful.The beautiful face of Maria, who was as young as a girl, was still holy and moving even after being damaged once.This white and hard marble statue is as gentle as water, and every fold of the Virgin's clothes reveals mercy, contradictory and unified with the body of Jesus, who is gradually stiffening in his arms and has protruding blood vessels.It's a pity that he was too far away, and it was difficult for him to observe more details even if he tried his best. This is really a pity.However, what really interrupted his thoughts was neither pity, nor the patient inquiry of the almost-strange girl beside him, but a clean and familiar fragrance.

He turned his head suspiciously, and there was a trace of astonishment in the other party's expression.

The man had the purple iris pinned to the lapel of the pale mouse-colored casual suit, and the colors couldn't be more coordinated.

The distance was only two meters away, and those familiar eyes were filled with guilt and apology for an instant.

The girl didn't know why, so her eyes wandered between the two of them, until a small group of pilgrims flooded behind her, and Ruan Youqing said to her: "Sorry, I'm not alone." I can understand that this is farewell, let alone a clever young traveler.The girl immediately said goodbye, turned and left.

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