If love could come back

Milan is a city that is so stylish and elegant that it takes your breath away. Her dazzling brilliance is enough to move everyone.

Walking in the most famous Vito Emanuele II arcade in Milan, the eyes linger with amazement and admiration. The decoration of the whole corridor is only in gold and black, which is low-key but luxurious, and it is full of exquisite fashion. Gucci, Prada, the world's top fashion brands created by Italians are proudly occupying the most prominent positions on the street.

Appreciating the exquisite windows one after another, she suddenly understood what Ivy meant by fashion—what is novel and pleasing is a fashion trend, just a trend, and only what can stand the test of time is the real fashion .

I heard that even the police uniforms are the exclusive design of Armani, here is really a magical country of fashion.She really didn't expect that the ordinary-looking police uniform was worth an extraordinary amount.

In the end, just because of the word "common", Ryan gave her a supercilious look, as if she said something wrong.

As soon as she finished speaking, Ivy corrected her cautiously: "How can this be called ordinary? The police uniform is elegant and subtle, generous and concise, and the noble restraint revealed in the refined style does not appear to be ordinary. Irreverent or transgressive, without being overly ornate and vulgar, it is definitely the most beautiful police uniform that hovers between classic elegance and casual romance. Armani's style is neither trendy nor traditional, but it happens to be able to meet market demand and Create an almost perfect and amazing balance between elegance and fashion, everywhere is extraordinary! His simplicity always walks between tradition and modernity, blurring the indelible boundary between tradition and modernity, and ..."

She was almost dumbfounded, and finally realized that she had stepped on a landmine.

Ivy didn't mind playing the piano to Niu at all. In her tireless persuasion, Xiaoli, who was extremely ashamed, silently endured Ryan's stare, silently repenting in her heart, with a kind of blasphemy and regret.

It is said that an insider knows the way, and it is true.So she must keep in mind: design is sacred and inviolable, as a layman, it's fine to watch the excitement, but she must not talk nonsense in the future.

Finally, Ryan finally took the opportunity to pull Ivy away because he had to prepare for the celebration dinner at night.As for her, she can neither help nor want to be a light bulb to interrupt their sweet time, so she might as well go out for a walk by herself.

It's the first time to come to a city with the most beautiful scenery in Europe, how can you not take a stroll?So, she embarked on a solo sightseeing journey with the guide's illustrations.

Walking along the Vito Emanuele II arcade, you will come to the city center of Milan - Piazza Duomo.

On the square, there are groups of dingy pigeons, running wildly between the steps of tourists, some of them are busy pecking at the food spilled by tourists, some are slightly spreading their wings to play chasing games, some are swinging The buttocks are roaming around, and the pigeons can't help but smile knowingly at their ease.

A blond-haired little girl screamed excitedly, and rushed towards the group of pigeons with unsteady steps, startling a crowd of flying pigeons, and suddenly there was a fluttering sound of wings, and the group of pigeons flew past.

She unconsciously looked up and followed, but what came into her eyes was the towering Milan Cathedral, the largest Gothic building in the world, which was absolutely exquisitely crafted.Some people say that the 130 five marble spiers of the Milan Cathedral make the whole church look like a hedgehog, but the Italians prefer another way of saying that it is a white flame in the eyes of architects, a The first poem carved in marble symbolizes the glory of Milan in the past as well as the present.

No wonder people in the world often say that Italians are not only warm and romantic, but also optimistic by nature.

She thought of the fashion center in the minds of Milanese, where many artists gathered, and there were many art lofts where they could show their works of art to everyone.However, what attracts her the most is the street painting artists, who can paint brilliant works with the simplest tools.

Whenever the works are stopped and appreciated by tourists, the bursts of exclamation are already the loudest applause.

Maybe they are not artists recognized by the art world, but they interpret the life of art in their own way.This is also a way of life, and they are happy to enjoy life in this way.

Perhaps in the eyes of some people, such a life can only be described as abject.

Indeed, those faces are not without the vicissitudes of life, but what she sees is more calm and calm after years of precipitation.How can life be without setbacks?But they frankly choose to pave the way forward with optimism and cheerfulness.

Look at yourself.

She has always been a frog in a well, willing to stay in a small world and look up to the world.

The self-locked world is too small and narrow, and the pain of hitting a wall when jumping is magnified, because it is too quiet here, only the sound of her own crying can be heard, and because it is too lonely, she is willing to be with the pain without wasting time.

What else can there be in this kind of life?

Life is like a piece of drawing paper. At the beginning, it is blank and nothing is there. Just pick up the paintbrush and make it colorful and splendid.

Just like Ivy.

The touch and shock that that debut show brought to her went straight to the depths of her soul, and the excitement was really indescribable.

Against the backdrop of the music, the tall and charming model stepped onto the booth with a very rhythmic catwalk, her clothes swaying confidently and with an outstanding demeanor.

Fashion design is a very professional and profound knowledge, which she never understood.But Ivy's stage made her dazzled.I still remember that the applause one after another at the scene was like waves and thunder, and the dazzling spotlights never stopped.

Suddenly, I realized how difficult it is to design a piece of clothing from conception to finalization to the work in front of my eyes, but Ivy was able to persevere, and there must be many ups and downs in it.

Everyone's congratulations, emotional hugs, even tears will become the brightest colors on the drawing paper.

Suddenly, she suddenly felt enlightened.

Suddenly, she was tapped on the shoulder from behind, and she subconsciously turned her head to look. It was a male face with a high nose and deep eyes. His eyes were slightly curved, and there were several marks of time in the corners of the eyes on both sides, which made his smile look like a smile. Very cordial and enthusiastic.

"Miss, this is for you." English is mixed with a strong and unique Italian accent.

She took it in a daze, and looked down.

There is no extra color decoration, it is a very simple and clean sketch of a character, the person in the painting looks up slightly at the sky, seems to be in a trance, the charm of the corners of the eyes and brows is captured in place, very vivid, just It was immediately recognizable as herself.

"Is this me?"

For some reason, she still asked stupidly.

"Of course!" A pair of gray eyebrows jumped in disbelief, but he still answered her with a smile.

She couldn't help but look at the old man again, and finally realized that what she just said was undoubtedly offensive, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry! I don't mean anything else, it's just the first time I saw my own portrait, you really did a good job, Very similar!"

"Thank you. As long as you like it, just smile more if you like it!" The old man didn't mind her gaffe at all.

She couldn't help but be infected by his smile, but her eyes inadvertently glanced at the humble stall behind the old man. "I want to thank you for such a good painting. By the way, how much does this painting cost? I'll pay you."

After finishing speaking, she was about to search for her wallet but was stopped by the old man.

"No, no, it's rare that miss doesn't mind if I paint without permission, so I'll give you this painting for free as a souvenir."

"How about that?"

"Miss, you must know that art is priceless." The old man smiled heartily, turned slightly and pointed to the wooden board on his booth that was used as a display board, and opened the drawing book in his hand to show her.It turned out that he drew more than one picture, and the expressions of the moments from different angles were all recorded by him with a magical brush.

"If you really think I draw well, would you mind if I show it?"

"Of course I don't mind."

She smiled brightly, the Italians are really nice.

"Thank you!"

The old man smiled and watched her put away the painting with great care, and her slender figure gradually drifted away until she was swallowed by the crowd.While adjusting the paintings on the display board to make room for them, he lamented that young people have a lot of troubles nowadays, just like the oriental girl just now, with a young and beautiful face, but her brows are always shrouded in mist. The sorrow of not going.

The faint melancholy reveals a kind of elegant charm unique to oriental people, which is the biggest reason for his itch.

The old man inspected the display board and was about to paste the portrait in the middle. Unexpectedly, when he loosened his hand, the portrait of the oriental girl fluttered and fell gently like flying catkins. The footsteps of tourists looking for.

A pair of male leather shoes stopped in front of the snow-white drawing paper facing down, and the slender fingers reached down to pick up the drawing paper.

"Sir, thank you!" The old man hastily put down the things in his hands and ran over. Thanks to the help of this gentleman, the portrait was not stepped on by people passing by.

The black eyes that had always been focused and serious melted into a gentle smile, handed the painting back, and said, "You're welcome, I'll return this to you."

Why do you have such a relationship with Orientals today?The old man looked at the handsome man in front of him.He is obviously an oriental, but his fluent English is quite standard, and his words are correct and round, which sounds very pleasing to the ear.If you listen to him without looking at his face, you will definitely think he is a tourist from the UK.

However, he didn't look like he was here to play.

"Fortunately, you helped me pick it up in time, thank you!"

While thanking the old man, he turned the portrait over to see if it was dirty or damaged, otherwise it would not only be a pity, but also very sorry for the lady.Fortunately, it was only covered with some dust, and it should be able to be brushed lightly with a small bristle brush--with a sound, the portrait in his hand was suddenly taken away!

Huh? !

The old man was startled.

"Hey, You--"

The accusation he was about to utter was abruptly suffocated, because he saw the man holding the portrait in extreme astonishment, with an expression of disbelief, while the drawing paper in his hand trembled slightly as if eager but did not dare to move rashly.

Finally, the man suddenly raised his face, his eyes were blank with a hint of excitement, and even his calm voice seemed longing but extremely uncertain.

"...Excuse me, where have you seen the person in the painting?"

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