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The floor creaked in the middle of the night before it stopped. The two of them returned to bed after taking a shower. Generally, Leng Feng would not fall asleep after such a time. Instead, it would depend on Bie Dong's situation. If Bie Dong was tired, he would go to bed directly. Feng just hugged him to sleep, and if Bie Dong wasn't tired, he hugged him and talked for a while.

The words spoken at this time are always full of warmth, and the desire has receded, leaving only deep tenderness and attachment.

The two have been out for a few days, Leng Feng asked Bie Dong: "Are you happy these days?" Leng Feng always wanted to give Bie Dong the best everything he had, but he also had to make sure that these were Bie Dong's favorites .

He took Bie Dong around and looked at artworks. He didn't want to be just a leader. He didn't want to be the kind of nurturing role that "my lover's world view is shaped by me", but hoped that two people would stand side by side and work together. look at the scenery.

"I like it." Bie Dong nodded affirmatively. This was the most relaxing time in his 20 years of life, how could he not like it.

"Then what do you like most among the things we've seen, eaten and played these days?" Leng Feng asked as the two lay face to face.

Bie Dong turned around slightly, raised his head and thought for a while, then looked at Leng Feng again, and said, "I like the young people here the most."

"Why?" Leng Feng was a little curious.

"They are all so free. Those students from the Academy of Fine Arts, those who play musical instruments in the square, those who do performance art, those who drink, and those who chat together and drink too much and lie on the ground... I am very envious of them." Bie Dong said .

Leng Feng was a little silent after hearing this somewhat unexpected answer. Bie Dong was imprisoned in his youth. Although he has got rid of that situation now, he likes to see free young people. that part.

Leng Feng suddenly asked him: "Dongdong, do you want to study again?"

"Huh?" Bie Dong was a little stunned, he had never thought about it.

No, he thought about it during those years in prison. If it weren't for that accident, he should be able to finish high school smoothly, but he never thought about going to college. He will support him. At that time, his plan was to come out to work after finishing high school, and strive to be able to pick up his mother as soon as possible. As for the matter of going to university, we will talk about it later when we have spare energy.

But everything came to an abrupt end.

His life was far from the free boys and girls he saw in Europe at this time.

But now Leng Feng asked him, after Bie Dong was stunned, he soon felt a little bit of long-lasting sadness.

I want to.

"It's not because of academic qualifications," Leng Feng said, "I just think that if there is a major that I am very interested in and I really want to study, the years of studying will be the happiest period of my life. I also want my Dongdong to have it." Leng Feng's warm fingertips pressed against Tie Biedong's cheek.

Don't understand, he still didn't say whether he wanted it or not, he just hesitated for a while and asked: "In my situation, no university will want it?"

Leng Feng said: "It doesn't matter, we don't study in China, come to Europe, there are too many art schools here, many good art schools are private, you can go to study if you meet the school's requirements."

"Really?" Bie Dong didn't understand these things, he said, "Then I'll try...to try."

Leng Feng smiled, and hugged him into his arms: "My Dongdong is the smartest, it will definitely work."

This topic caused Bie Dong some insomnia, and the two chatted about where to go to school, Italy, Germany, France, England, Belgium... Leng Feng listed a series of art schools, Bie Dong covered his face with a smile, thinking It seemed like two idiots were dreaming tonight, but looking at Leng Feng, I felt that this person would make all dreams come true.

"It feels so expensive, it will definitely cost a lot of money." Bie Dong's old problem has happened again, although he still doesn't know how much it will cost, but it must be much more expensive than this simple trip, he suddenly And a little bit reluctant, is it necessary to spend so much money just to make up for past regrets?

Leng Feng knew his mentality, and said: "Your husband's works are very valuable now, not to mention me, it is your own works, if you entrust Jiang Yuan or Brother Shao to find a collector, you can get a good price, even if Without me, you can read this book on your own."

Don't think about it for a second, it seems to be the same.

"Dongdong, you are no longer what you used to be." Leng Feng said.

Although the matter of studying at this time sounds a bit emotional, it still needs to be considered in the long run. Choosing a school, choosing a major, and meeting the school's major and language requirements all take time, and you have to plan carefully after returning to your country.

It's just that this seems to have given Bie Dong a shining expectation, allowing him to describe a further dream besides the small inn owner and wild artist. He just wanted to become a "savvy" person, and now he has specific goals.

The two of them were thinking about the same thing that night, but they were in different aspects. Don't think that you have to work hard to make up lessons after you go back, and don't even fail the school's requirements, it would be too embarrassing.

But Leng Feng thought, he really needs to earn money, he has to pay tuition fees, buy land, and build a house. These are all big expenses, and he should bear the responsibility. After returning home, he has to talk to Shao Qihua and Jiang Yuan Talk about the value of his own works and collectors' channels, as well as more contact lists.

They stayed in Florence for several days, and learned to work and rest like the locals from the second day on. The day started lazily from three or four in the afternoon and ended at three or four in the morning.

Most of the private shops only open at this point in the afternoon, and those who want to shop, eat, and have fun don’t start until the afternoon or evening. It’s rare to come here. Leng Feng has some selfish intentions. He wants to see if he can find it here. something special.

He is looking for a piece of jewelry.

There are countless antique shops in this city. Every piece of Chinese clothing, every bag, and every piece of jewelry has its origin. Leng Feng feels that most jewelry itself is not particularly precious, but jewelry with a story Not the same, he wanted to have such a small gift for Bie Dong as a commemoration of this trip.

For a few days, the two of them ate and shopped. They visited all the shops in the city, but Leng Feng couldn't find one suitable for Biedong. Whether it was necklaces or bracelets, most of them were It is a female model. Although Bie Dong has a slender appearance, Leng Feng feels that his temperament is suitable for simplicity and toughness.

On the last day of their stay in town, they were in an antique store and they saw a poster in the window that it was a jewelry show.

Leng Feng took a closer look, it was an exhibition of an ancient family, he translated the information on the poster and the information he found with Bie Dong, and the two immediately decided to go see it.

The exhibition was outside the city, and they went there by car. Leng Feng searched the name of the family on the way, and found out that it was once prominent a hundred years ago, and then gradually fell into ruin. The jewelry was used for exhibition, he guessed that it was not only for people to appreciate, but also for the purpose of seeking buyers.

In addition to the Medici family, there are many ancient families in Florence, but most of them have died out, and the ones that can survive to this day must have been very powerful at that time.

Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the exhibition site, Leng Feng was a little disappointed. The family has probably been going downhill over the years. Unremarkable.

The exhibition hall is not big, and the two of them held hands and strolled around quickly, and then saw a series of yellowed letterheads in the innermost row of glass cabinets, with flourishing cursive characters on them, Italian Wen Lengfeng couldn't see it either. It is very clear, but fortunately there is a simple English translation attached to the side, to the effect that the owner of the letterhead is called "The Duke of Windsor of Florence". , He voluntarily gave up his rights and wealth. At that time, such a relationship would not be blessed at all. He gave up everything but he couldn't really be with the man he loved. A few years later, his lover died of depression, and he never saw it again in his life. Had other lovers.

The letter paper is the letters that two people wrote to each other during the years when they were in love but could not stay together. At the end of the letter exhibition, a ring was placed.

The small card stated that it was their private lifetime ring, a ring given to his lover by the Duke, who sent it back before his death, and then the Duke wore it until his death.

It was an authentic men's ring, inlaid with a large square emerald, surrounded by white diamonds, and it was still brilliant after so many years.

Leng Feng looked at it calmly for a while, then made a decision in his heart.

Bie Dong listened to Leng Feng's translation of this hundred-year-old story, and felt a little embarrassed. The two were unusually silent, as if each had their own concerns, so Leng Feng didn't notice Bie Dong's expression, and Bie Dong didn't notice either. Leng Feng looked at the ring with his eyes.

This night, the two returned home from the tavern late at night as usual. When Bie Dong went to wash up, Leng Feng went to the terrace to call Jiang Yuan, gave him a number and contact person, said that he could not leave now, and asked him to help with the advance payment Part of the money, go to that contact to buy a ring.

There is no price marked on the exhibition, but with reference to the auction price of general antique jewelry, millions of dollars must be indispensable.

That Jiang Yuan just woke up in the morning. Hearing this huge request, he only called out Leng Feng's love brain, and deliberately called Dong Xiaodaji goodbye. He hurried to work.

Jiang Yuan looked like someone who had come here, and the old god was on the ground forcing Leng Feng to tell the truth: "You tell me honestly, why did you buy such an expensive ring? If you don't tell me, you won't buy it."

Leng Feng glanced at the bathroom, the sound of the water in it hadn't stopped, he bit his cigarette and said shortly but firmly: "What else can I do, propose marriage."