Infernal Winter and Summer GL

"Yeah, I came here right after the opening," Yi Ran took Ji Shui's arm and said, "This exhibition is organized by their auction house, and Ji Shui has to stay here the whole time. She's just pregnant. There were so many people around, I was afraid of making mistakes, so I followed them early in the morning."

"You are really a 24 filial daughter-in-law," Xia Wei teased, and then asked Ji Shui: "How do you feel in the past two days? Have you responded?"

Ji Shui said with a smile: "There has been no response, and it's only been over a month, so it's impossible to respond so quickly."

"That's true. Although it's only been over a month, I can't wait to meet this little guy."

Yi Ran said: "We just planted the tree in the morning, and you want to collect materials in the afternoon, and you are too anxious."

"Aren't we ordinary people following the development route where the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry? Come on, if you take your time, I will stop being a light bulb."

After Xia Wei finished speaking, she went to the ancient porcelain unit in front of the exhibition hall. The most conspicuous place at the entrance was the North Song Ding Kiln Tiliang Pot restored by her master Wang Hongyao. The pot has a foot diameter of 8.7 cm, a height of 15.3 cm, and a jade ring at the bottom. Round feet, the body of the pot is round and jade-like, and the whole body is even and elegant. If you don't look carefully, you can't see the traces of being repaired.Xia Wei remembered that when the beam-lifting pot was first delivered, it was broken into four large pieces and several small pieces. Wang Hongyao spent a whole month thinking about these fragments before he really started to repair it. After his pair of masterful hands, the beam-lifting pot It has been restored to its original state, exuding its former brilliance again, and people have to admire its exquisite skills.Xia Wei helped him throughout the process of repairing the Tiliang Pot, learned a lot of things that could not be learned from books, and gained a lot of insight.

Wang Hongyao is one of the well-known intangible inheritors of ancient ceramic restoration in China. He is 69 years old this year. He has been learning restoration from his master since he was 7 years old. He has been dealing with this industry for more than 60 years in a blink of an eye.He has already retired, but craftsmen are always inseparable from the work in hand. Besides, he also wants to teach a few more apprentices to pass on the craftsmanship, so he usually goes to and from get off work on the same time as before retirement.He is a "porcelain idiot", and he talks endlessly when talking about ceramics. Xia Wei cherishes the opportunity to learn from him, and often goes to his house to sit and sit at his house during New Years and holidays. The master and apprentice chat for two or three hours. is a common occurrence.

After appreciating the Tiliang pot for a while, Xia Wei continued to walk forward. She stopped after just two steps. A woman was standing in front of the blue and white gourd flat bottle restored by her in the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty. The woman was wearing a A black mermaid dress with hips, half a bunch of hair, and slightly curly hair on both sides of the temples, looking a little lazy, and the delicate makeup is very sophisticated, the moment Xia Wei looked at her, his heart was violent Jump up - it's her!

The woman she had painted at the woodcarving exhibition three years ago, the blurry face in her memory suddenly became very clear when she looked at her, yes, it was her!

She is still beautiful.

Xia Wei didn't go any further, and her somewhat introverted personality didn't allow her to take any further steps. She just stood there and listened to her heartbeat. She thought it was very good—she looked at her works, she looked she.

Quiet without disturbing each other.

We are strangers to each other, and we don't need to disturb each other.

Three years ago, she drew her from almost the same angle. Three years later, she still has the urge to draw her, but she has no paper and pen in her hand.

As if feeling that someone was looking at her, the woman raised her head, turned her body slightly, and her eyes fell on Xia Wei's face the moment she raised her head. His eyes fell on Xia Wei's hand, he was stunned for a moment, his eyebrows stretched out again, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

After a moment of silence, she walked towards Xia Wei slowly. As she approached, Xia Wei's heartbeat became more violent. of."

This voice!This voice is too familiar!Xia Wei's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe her ears. She couldn't help asking: "You are the winter solstice, right?"

The woman was very surprised. She didn't expect Xia Wei to ask such a question. She was stunned for a few seconds, and then she smiled again: "You also like Yarlung Zangbo?"

Hearing her second sentence, Xia Wei became more certain: "You are the winter solstice."

"Well, I am," the woman stared at Xia Wei with interest: ""The Most Beautiful Prose" has not been updated for more than half a year, and not many people listen to this program. I didn't expect you to remember it."

"I downloaded it, and I listen to it often." Xia Wei's face was flushed, and she pushed back the hair scattered on her chest, and lowered her head in embarrassment, but accidentally saw the woman wearing it on her left middle finger. Platinum ring.

Is she engaged?For no reason, layer after layer of sense of loss overflowed my chest, as if I had swallowed ten green lemons raw in one breath, feeling sore and swollen.

Chapter 4 Chapter 4

"Dongluo, so you are here!" Just when Xia Weizheng was feeling deeply lost, Ji Shui walked over, and Yi Ran followed closely behind.

It turned out that her real name was Dongluo, Xia Wei thought.

Dong Luo looked back and saw that it was Ji Shui, and said happily, "Jishui! Long time no see!"

Ji Shui said "tsk": "It's been a long time. You are a busy person. We haven't eaten for at least three months. If I didn't invite you to come over this time, I'm afraid I can only miss you in my mind." That beautiful figure."