She's like a lifesaver

In Gu Yu, the air is damp and cold, and He Xiang, who just got off the plane, is dragged into the photography art exhibition center by his assistant in a daze.

Today, here is a solo photography exhibition with the theme - "Lost".

He Si, female, 26 years old, the world's top Chinese photographer who has never shown her face in front of the media, has photographed war, peace, wild tenderness, and human cruelty.

The world in her eyes is so real that there is nowhere to hide.

He Xiang suddenly appeared at the age of 20, and disappeared suddenly after becoming famous in one fell swoop. One year later, she entered the public eye again because of a set of battlefield photos. For the next four years, she did so every year. Therefore, the outside world called her "walking on the death line" memory'.

Her obsession with photography is strong enough to be fearless.

The photo exhibition "Lost" is a favor owed by He Si and her inadvertent tenderness to herself, but no one knows the reason for the latter.

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"Ah Si, welcome back." Jing Ya, editor-in-chief of a domestic mainstream photography magazine, gave her a big hug when she saw He Si.

He Si yawned and pushed away sullenly, "Don't, I'll leave as soon as this is over."

Jing Ya was surprised, "So urgent?"

"Well, the beatings have been fierce recently. One was killed and one was injured. There is a shortage of people."

"That's not your turn, a vagrant."

He Si leaned against the wall and smiled, "There is no way, the spiritual realm is inherently superior to others."

"Nonsense!" Jing Ya scolded with a smile, and then asked, "Are you really planning to become a war reporter?"

He Bi tilted his head indifferently, "Why not? Few people are more professional than me when it comes to taking pictures, and when it comes to risking your life... Heh, my life is worthless."

"Ah seems..."

What Jing Ya wanted to say was interrupted by He Xiang, "Where's your wife? Didn't you mean to take her through the back door to interview me?"

When mentioning her own wife, the sharp outline that Jing Ya is used to as a strong woman suddenly softened.

She waved to the girl standing in a daze in front of a photo not far away, "Tongtong, come here."

Jiang Tong immediately ran over with the notebook in his arms, his cheeks flushed.

"This is your idol, He Bi." Jing Ya introduced, "I'm full of bad water, so be careful when asking her questions later."

He Ni raised his eyebrows, "Sister Ya, it's popular to carry a knife through the back door these days?"

"The target is you, not only with a knife, but also with an explosive|powder bag."

He Si sighed repeatedly, smiling unabated, "This photography exhibition plus exclusive interview is enough to repay your favor, don't bother me if you have anything to do in the future, busy."

Jing Ya is soft but not hard, "Why do I still like to bother you? Bite me!"

He Si raised his eyebrows and said slowly, "Jiang Tong, your wife bullied me."

Jiang Tong softly said "Xiaoya" and immediately made Jing Ya disarm and surrender.

Jing Ya still has work to do, and after handing over Jiang Tong to He Si, she hurried back to the magazine office. Jiang Tong nervously followed He Si to ask questions all the way, and towards the end, He Si stopped in front of a black and white photo.

He Ru crossed his chest, lazily leaning against the wall, with a handful of hair in his mouth, and his eyes were calm and indifferent.

"Sister He Si, why did you hold this photography exhibition?" Jiang Tong looked at the check-marked form, and asked a question that was not listed on it, but had been entrenched in his heart for a long time, "Lost, there is something, there is something A very bewildered feeling."

He Ru blew off the hair biting in his mouth, chuckled, "It feels right."

"You are so powerful, you will also be confused?"

"Yes, I ran out on an impulse, and when I wanted to turn back, I couldn't even find Bei."

"Then do you want to use this photography exhibition to get out?"

"It's not coming out, it's coming back." He Xi's low voice seemed to come from outside the fleeting time, "I've been floating outside for the past few years, slept with tigers, cheetahs, and dead people, maybe one day a bomb|bomb Throw it at your feet, and the body can't be found."

He Si tilted his head and winked at Jiang Tong, "Secretly tell you, sister, I am actually a person with a very strong sense of national honor and belonging, and I really can't accept death in a foreign country, so, while there is still a chance, Come back quickly and take a circle to remember the way, in case you die one day, Hun'er can float back here with the memory."

"Sister He Si." Jiang Tong's eyes turned red.

What kind of career is only one step away from death.

"Hahaha!" He Ru bent over and laughed, "I'm lying to you! No matter whether I came out or came back, I was the one moaning without a problem. Hey, women are too easy to be hypocritical when they get old."

Jiang Tong didn't believe it, and told her intuitively that the real He Xiang was not as fearless as the rumors outside.

"Sister He Si, why did you run out impulsively? Is it because you did something wrong and wanted to escape?"

Jiang Tong experienced this kind of experience firsthand, so he asked carelessly, but He Ru's smile gradually blurred.

If she likes someone wrong, then she made a mistake from 4 years old to 20 years old, and from then on... she is obsessed with it.

Before He Si's eyes, the black and white photo turned into a sunny summer day.

She stood on the edge of the hospital roof and asked a person, "If you dare to break up, I will jump from here, Ye Yishu, do you dare?!"

Ye Yishu remained calm, "Ah Si, you are still young and don't understand the separation and reunion in relationships. For adults, if you are together, you will get together, if you don't, you will be separated, and you can do whatever you want."

"Casual?" He Si laughed and burst into tears, "It means you are tired of playing? Want to change?"

Ye Yishu didn't speak, and the indifferent expression on his face gave He Si an affirmative answer.

He Ru turned around and opened her arms, the scorching summer wind could not warm her cold body.

"Bang!" The body fell to the ground, and it seemed that the memory of the past came to an abrupt end.

He Si slid down the wall, sat cross-legged on the ground, and looked at the two Chinese characters 'return' under the photo.

Will there be a way back when lost?

"Jiang Tong, there is a 13-year difference between you and Sister Ya, why do you love so peacefully?" He Si asked.

There is an 11-year difference between her and that person, and they are also the feelings of missing an era. Why did it become a stormy sea when it came to her?

Jiang Tong touched the ring hanging on his chest, his face was unstoppably happy, "Xiaoya is the master, you can't go wrong if you listen to her in everything."

"So that's how it is." He Ru whispered to himself, "If I had always listened to her before... no, if I had listened to her, I might not even have those two years, different, different ..."

He Si nodded for a while and shook his head for a while talking to himself, which made Jiang Tong think that he had said something wrong, and hurriedly changed the topic nervously, "Sister He Si, why do you leave a corner of your clothes outside when you wear clothes? You are an artist Are there any special hobbies? Xiaoya said that many artists are inspired by hobbies that very people can understand.”

He Ru stopped talking to himself, looked down at the corner of the shirt that was exposed, "No."

"why?"

"I once dragged someone by the hem of her clothes for a long time, and then she left. I can only rely on this method to maintain my thoughts."