Talking about love and delivering food

There are more than 8000 pieces of works in this photography exhibition, all kinds of things in the world, either colorful, or monotonous in black and white.

Laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the doorway.

Looking at the various works, Sang Yu actually couldn't see any connotations from them, and even too many works dazzled her, and she couldn't even see the good-looking ones.

People are like this, people who are not around will always try to get close to things related to him.

In the past, she might not be happy if someone paid her to see such a monotonous photography exhibition.

Now, in order to be closer to Gu Qingshi, she can still watch it patiently.

To her surprise, for three consecutive days, she went from one exhibition hall to another, viewing all the works, but she never saw Gu Qingshi's name.

At the end of the last exhibition hall, she looked at the photos with unfamiliar signatures on the wall, and suddenly collapsed.

This feeling is like giving the most beloved thing to take good care of another thing, and finally find that that thing doesn't exist at all.

She squatted in place, ignoring the strange looks cast by the crowd, embarrassed and helpless.

"Miss, what's wrong with you? Shall I take you to the hospital?"

Sang Yu was so uncomfortable that she couldn't say a word, her lips squirmed for a long time before she shook her head at the staff, "It's okay. I'm sorry to trouble you."

The staff gave her a hand, "Are you really okay? There is a rest room over there, do you want to pour you a cup of hot water?"

Sang Yu pulled out a smile, took a deep breath, "It's really fine, I just... Seeing these photos, I felt a little emotional and emotional for a while."

She didn't want to cause trouble to others, and there were thousands of emotions in her heart that were ready to move. Right now, she just wanted to find a place to be quiet. After thanking the staff for their kindness, she hurried towards the exit.

"Sang Yu?" When she reached the door, someone beside her suddenly stopped her, "Wait a minute."

When Sang Yu heard this voice, her body trembled slightly.

Although she only met Yin Wenzhu once, she was very familiar with her voice.

Sang Yu didn't know if Gu Qingshi was with her again this time, she lowered her head to restrain her emotions, trying to make her expression look more natural.

"Miss Yin."

"I thought I was wrong just now, but I didn't expect you to be interested in photography."

Yin Wenzhu's smile was sincere and friendly, and it was impossible to see that this person still regarded her as a rival in love.

Sang Yu looked around her calmly, and when she didn't see Gu Qing, she smiled at her, "It's fine to stay at home, just come and have a look. Miss Yin, are you here alone this time?" ?”

Yin Wenzhu noticed her small movements, and his eyes moved slightly, "Well, I'll take a look at the works of these famous artists, and I'll just study them."

Sang Yu lowered her eyes, "Gu Qing...Miss Gu is a very famous photographer. If you are together, she must be able to teach..."

Halfway through the speech, Sang Yu felt that his words were too bitter, took a deep breath, and then said: "By the way, didn't I hear that Ms. Gu's work was also selected, why didn't I read it?" arrive?"

Yin Wenzhu lowered his head, looked straight at her, and said after a while: "She has applied for withdrawal again."

"Why?" Realizing that she had overreacted, Sang Yu frowned again, and added: "I mean, this photography exhibition has photographers from all over the world participating. It's a pity that Ms. Gu gave up such an opportunity. .”

"Who knows what's going on in her head?" Yin Wenzhu shrugged, then raised his eyebrows and looked at her again, "She's getting more and more inexplicable. Before, she clearly disliked those cats and dogs, but now she's eager to keep them. Got a kitten."

"is it?"

"By the way, does Miss Sang know the name of that little milk cat?"

Sang Yu's heart beat faster, "I don't know."

"Lichi. Do you think it's strange that a silly little milk cat is called Lizhi? Thanks to her, she figured it out."

——Sangsang, you see, I have bought everything for the cat, let's give it a name.

——Then what do you call it?

——Of course the mother of the great writer must come up with the name of our son.

——Then let’s call it Lychee.

--litchi?Why is it called this name?

——Because I love lychee the most, but I can’t eat too much, because I get angry every time I eat it.It's called Litchi, and I can satisfy my hunger just looking at it...

Thinking of this, Sang Yu staggered, but fortunately Yin Wenzhu held her up so that she would not fall.

"Miss Sang, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, thank you Miss Yin." Sang Yu felt that she couldn't hold back her emotions, and stubbornly didn't want to lose her composure in front of Yin Wenzhu, and just wanted to escape, "I have something to do, I have to leave first, so I won't chat with Miss Yin. "

Saying that, Sang Yu took his hand out of Yin Wenzhu's hand and turned to leave.

"Sang Yu." Yin Wenzhu stopped her from behind.

Sang Yu paused and didn't look back.

"I'm just Qingshi's senior sister, sorry, I did it on purpose last time at the airport."

Sang Yu bit her lip and said after a while: "Miss Yin, tell me this, what are you going to do?"

Yin Wenzhu lowered his eyebrows, and then said solemnly: "I just want to tell you, if you are afraid, don't provoke her. After all, after all these years, she rarely thought about it and decided to give up."

Sang Yu stood at the door for a long time without looking back. Just when Yin Wenzhu was impatient to leave, she suddenly looked back at her, "Okay. Thank you, Miss Yin, for telling me this."

To have loved someone is to taste the most delicious food in the world, see the most beautiful scenery in the world, and spend the happiest time in your life.

When she loved Gu Qing, everything in her world withered after she was no longer by her side.

Since then, I love Liang Ye without a heart, and let him go down to the west building with a bright moon.

She finally understands what is meant by "Once the sea was too difficult for water".

She regretted it a long time ago, but... she didn't want to admit it.

The airport in the middle of the night is terribly empty and terribly cold.

The temperature in Lianzhou is higher than that in Hecheng, she came back in a hurry, and her down jacket was left in the hotel over there.

She stood in the taxi aisle and waited tremblingly for 10 minutes before she got a taxi.

The Grand Hyatt Mansion had already fallen into silence, and Sang Yu stood in the empty elevator, practicing her opening remarks against the smooth wall.

The spare key under the potted plant was still there, and Sang Yu found it out and opened the door.

In the shoe cabinet, next to her pair of summer slippers, there is a pair of pink Peppa Pig cotton slippers, which are still brand new. In that size, it is difficult to find another pair of suitable feet except for her.

After turning on the light, the living room was the same as the day she left, and there were even a few packets of tomato sauce in the fruit plate on the coffee table.

"Meow..." As the living room brightened up, a blue and white dog squatted at her feet at some point, and was calling at her with its head raised.

The kitten is white except for the whole tail and head which are gray. The amber eyes are not cold at all, nor is it afraid of meeting strangers, but curious. Its meow is soft and soft. Powerless, like a spoiled child.

Sang Yu put down the box and bag, knelt down, and patted its head, "Little Lizhi..."

Under her caress, the cat squinted its eyes comfortably, and rubbed its head against her palm, "Meow..."

Sang Yu was overwhelmed by its cute appearance and cute maternal love, hugged it, and touched it heart to heart.

Hecheng belongs to the southern city, and there is no heating in winter, and the air conditioner is not turned on in the room. Sang Yu teased the litchi at the door for a while, and even sneezed three times.

As soon as she sneezed, Lizhi was frightened away by her. She shrank, but she didn't know where to hide.

Sang Yu yelled twice, and stopped teasing when she didn't see it coming out, got up and walked towards Gu Qingshi's bedroom.

The bedroom door was unlocked, and she opened it with a slight twist.

She didn't dare to turn on the light, and knelt on one knee beside the bed, staring at the person on the bed without blinking.

Gu Qingshi slept soundly, probably having some sweet dreams, with a slight smile on his lips.

Sang Yu raised her hand to touch her face, but she raised it in the air and then retracted it. Her hand was still cold until now.

"Gu Qingshi, Gu Qingshi, Gu Qingshi..."

Sang Yu stared at Gu Qing for a while, then whispered her name like a song.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and her body temperature quickly recovered. She touched her face, and then reached out to touch Gu Qingshi's cheek.

As soon as the hand touched the warm skin, the sleeping person turned over. Sang Yu hurriedly withdrew her hand, stared at the back of Gu Qingshi's head for a moment, then got up, and walked lightly towards the door.

"Pa..." As soon as she held the doorknob with her hand, the light in the bedroom turned on.

Sang Yu was frightened, her body trembled subconsciously, she didn't turn her head, and the people behind her never spoke.

After a long time, Sang Yu raised her head and took a deep breath as if admitting defeat, let go of the doorknob, and turned her head to look at Gu Qingshi who had already sat up.

"Gu Qingshi, Lianzhou International Photography Exhibition, why did you suddenly give up in the end?"

I practiced my opening remarks in the elevator for a long time, but in the end I couldn't use them.

The author has something to say: Your long-lost enthusiasm overwhelmed me.

I... Continue to the second update tomorrow?