Rebirth of the Painted Soul

Florence is brightly lit at night, and in this ancient city, the modern streets are crowded with people.

Listening to the sound outside the window, Liang Hanqing sighed, closed the book resignedly, got up and walked to the balcony.

After rubbing the Qingming acupoint, Liang Hanqing leaned on the carved stone railing and looked into the distance.

In fact, it is already considered quiet here, looking at the Michelangelo Square full of people in the distance, I smiled happily.But the smile was quickly erased and replaced with a faintly tired look.

A lot of things happened in the past few days, and things he didn't know before all got into his mind, which made him often have headaches.

The painting has already been named, decided upon by a panel of experts, and is called "Blessings to Heaven."Liang Hanqing personally thinks the name is really good.

After the painting was named, it is now hidden in the Uffizi Gallery in Florence, which is the most famous Italian art gallery that Liang Hanqing often wants to visit.

A lot of things to do have been taken care of.

He has come to two points and one line these days, from this apartment to his language school, he gets up early and stays late every day, and he dare not slack off. If he pays, he will surely gain. Now he can use some French daily expressions proficiently.

right.He studied French instead of Italian. According to Adonis' explanation, French has a wider range of applications than Italian, and they have to take a long-term view.Moreover, many professors in St. Phil's lectures in French, so he learned French in advance.

Liang Hanqing once asked Adonis why he didn’t learn English, and Adonis told him that many people in Europe don’t like to use English. The pronunciation is lingering like a lover whispering in the ear, really attractive.

Taking a deep breath of the cool night breeze, Liang Hanqing felt refreshed a lot, so she walked back to the desk slowly, sat down and started studying again.

The scenery outside the window gradually deepened, and the voices of the people gradually dissipated. Liang Hanqing rubbed his eyes, looked at his watch, um, he was going to sleep.

After tidying up the grammar books and dictionaries spread out on the table, Liang Hanqing closed the window and got ready to sleep.

Sitting on the bed, just about to pull the quilt and lie down, there was a knock on the door, Liang Hanqing moved her legs into the soft quilt, and said, "The door is unlocked, come in."

"Ah Qing, you have a good rest tonight, and I will take you to Pompeii tomorrow." Adonis opened the door without entering, stuck his head in and warned Liang Hanqing.

Liang Hanqing nodded, expressing her understanding, and said, "Then do I need to take anything else?"

Adonis shook his head with a smile, and said, "You don't need to bring anything, you can buy forget-me-nots over there, you just need to take yourself with you."

"I'm going back to my room, good night."

"OK, good night."

Adonis gently closed the door when Liang Hanqing uttered the last syllable.

Liang Hanqing waited for the door to close for a while before turning off the lamp in the room.

Lying on the bed, looking at the dark roof above her head, Liang Hanqing was very tired, but thinking of going to Pompeii tomorrow, she couldn't sleep.

Forcing herself to close her eyes, Liang Hanqing began to silently count sheep in her mind.

When the sheep counted to N, Liang Hanqing still didn't fall asleep, turned over slightly, and Liang Hanqing forced herself to fall asleep against the wall.

"Ah Qing—Ah Qing, get up."

Liang Hanqing felt that his eyelids were unusually heavy, and he actually wanted to ignore the person who made the voice, but that person was really persistent, so Liang Hanqing slowly opened his eyelids, staring at the first ray of light that entered his bedroom in the morning.

Adonis was standing beside his bed, gently waking him up, and blinked, Liang Hanqing blinked away the confusion that seemed to be waking up.

Supporting his dizzy head from staying up late, Adonis slowly sat up. Adonis woke up Liang Hanqing and went out to pack his things. Came out refreshed.

Walking into the living room, she saw Adonis packing things, Liang Hanqing wanted to go up to help, but Adonis rushed him to eat first.

Stuffed with spaghetti, when Liang Hanqing returned to the living room, Adonis had finished packing and was standing in front of the window with a cup of coffee.

Seeing Liang Hanqing approaching, he turned around and said, "We can only stay in Pompeii for one day, just to see the chapters, and there is no time to browse the scenery, because after I come back, I will take you to San Feil to report, and wait until the day after tomorrow. You don’t go to class until school starts.”

Liang Hanqing found a place to sit down and nodded to show he understood. He looked at Adonis's slightly green eye bags, lowered his head, and said softly: "Niss, to be honest, I really don't know how to thank you, you brought me to Italy , Let me learn French, help me contact the school, and tell me so many secrets about my mother, it is too little to say thank you, I don't know what you think..."

Adonis was silent for a while, and he didn't speak until the cup of coffee was completely down, and said, "You don't owe me anything, don't have that mentality, Zhang gave me the warmth like a mother in my loneliest childhood." , and I have always wanted a younger brother. After all, it is too sad to be alone in this world. Now I have brought you to Italy. This is also a kind of consolation. You really don’t have to thank me. Speaking of which, I hope you can teach me a brother..."

When Adonis said this, his handsome face seemed to be stained with a faint blush, not too thick, and it gently attached to his wheat-colored cheeks, adding a bit of childishness to his sharp eyebrows.

"That's good, you will be my elder brother from now on." Liang Hanqing said with a smile without any reservations.

Adonis leaned over and put the cup on the tea table. When he looked up again, the blush on his face was gone. He looked at his watch and said, "Ah Qing, well, you call me brother, I'll still call you Aqing." Well, it's really awkward." Seeing Liang Hanqing nodding, Adonis picked up something and pulled Liang Hanqing out of the door.

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It was three hours later when they reached Pompeii.The two rushed to the cemetery in the suburbs of Pompeii non-stop, bought Zhang Xiaomin's favorite forget-me-not, and went straight to their destination.

Pompeii's cemetery has a history of many years. The trees are verdant, the grass is green, and the vines growing from the tombstones are very green and attractive.

Gently placing the flowers in front of the simple tombstone, Adonis stroked the tombstone and said with a smile, "Zhang, I brought Ah Qing to see you. I wish you happiness in heaven."

Liang Hanqing stood aside and stared blankly at the small photo on the tombstone. Her round and small chin was exactly the same as his. It was his mother. The mother he had been separated from for more than ten years or more was her...

"Ah Qing, come and say a few words to Zhang, she misses you very much." Adonis stepped aside and said softly.

Liang Hanqing walked slowly to the tombstone, lightly touched her fingers, and pursed her lips, saying, "Mom—I'm here to see you."

Just like the first time I spoke when I was a child, the most intimate name was unconsciously confided. After Liang Hanqing finished speaking, she was stunned, holding the tombstone on her shoulders and trembling slightly, and tears soaked the blue-gray back, slowly penetrating, The color becomes darker.

"Mom—I'm sorry for you. It's been so many years since I came to see you. I'm sorry for you." Only this sentence was condensed in her affectionate heart, and only Liang Hanqing knew that the emotions that had been accumulated for two lifetimes were here. vented on the tombstone.

He clearly said that he would not cry again, why can't the tears stop? !

Liang Hanqing didn't know how long it took, he breathed slowly, his eyes were a little swollen, he stood up, a little dizzy, and stretched his body back, but there was no expected pain, he was gently caught by a warm and generous embrace , the man said: "Don't cry anymore, Zhang will not let you go."

I don't know whether it was Adonis' words that had an effect, or Liang Hanqing's tears had dried up. Slowly, he wiped away the tears on his face, stood firm, and held the bundle of forget-me-nots lightly in his hands. Lightly put it in front of the tombstone, and said "Treasure" lightly.

When she straightened her waist, Liang Hanqing suddenly saw something strange behind the tombstone, and stepped forward to take a closer look suspiciously. Most people who learn painting have better observation skills. Soon, Liang Hanqing saw that the back of the tombstone was different from the back of other tombstones. .

"Nice! Look, what's going on here!" Liang Hanqing asked Adonis, pulling him to the front and pointing at the anomaly, by pulling him by the sleeve.