Sara

Although Yofasa's various senses are quite keen, even a strong sense of direction and intuition, this does not prevent him from getting lost.

The main reason was that he went to three dessert shops and one specialty gourmet shop in a row, and bought too much food.

He couldn't eat them all, so he had to think about which one was more delicious while walking. When he finally arranged the order of eating, he realized that he had completely walked out of the route he had planned.

He and a group of white pigeons in front of the square looked at each other. The fountain in front of him was shining brightly in the sun. There were couples and parents and children passing by. A little girl in a white skirt squatted down to feed the pigeons, and a young man in a beret sat by the fountain. Painting, the grandma on crutches leads her little grandson forward slowly.

Yofasa took a step forward involuntarily, and the white pigeon fluttered its wings and hovered over the square against the bright sunshine.

A pigeon landed on his shoulder, picked up a strand of blond hair from his temples, and tilted its small head.

Jehofasa broke off a piece of bread from the dessert shop and pressed it against it, and the pigeon let down its hair and pecked at the bread on his finger.

He has always been very fond of animals.

Anyway, this small city is only this big, so there is no rush to find the way.Yofasha straightened his clothes, crumbled the bread according to the wishes of the pigeons, and sat on the edge of the fountain to feed the pigeons.

The pigeon's beak pecked his palms a little sorely, he rubbed his hands, and suddenly felt a gaze fall on him.

Not hostile, and moves away from time to time.

Yofasa looked over according to his feeling, and his eyes first touched a wooden drawing board, followed by the young man wearing a beret behind the drawing board.

The man had half-length reddish-brown hair and was good-looking, but he clearly wore round-rimmed glasses, a white shirt and a plaid jacket, but he couldn't seem to be an artist at all.

"Hello." The painter saw Yofasa looking over and waved enthusiastically, "I hope you don't mind appearing in my painting."

Yofasa patted the debris off his legs, walked up to the painter, and bent down to look at the drawing board.

The upside-down painting is not easy for him to understand now. After two seconds of meditation, he honestly went around to look at it from the front.

Although the painter's temperament is more like a dissolute aristocrat than an artist, the painting is really good. Even if it is not finished, it can be seen that the composition and color are of a certain standard.

"Yes, but it cannot be disclosed to the public." Yofasha said with a good temper.

"Can't it be made public?" The artist scratched his head, "I plan to finish the painting for others to appreciate."

Immediately, he muttered something in a low voice—this country and the empire use the same language family, and the last sentence he said was probably his native language.

The general idea is: Beauty is the treasure of the world.

Yofasa lowered his eyebrows slightly: "I understand."

He touched his face, the mask was well worn, not showing, how does this person know that he is good-looking?

The painter's gaze fluctuated, and he waved his hand embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, I don't mean anything else, it's a sincere compliment."

"Speaking of which, are you traveling here alone?"

The artist changed the subject, "I see that your eyes are a little confused, is there any trouble?"

Knowing that Yofasa is an outsider is easy to understand. After all, the difference is easy to see in the image and accent, and it is not surprising to be guessed to be an imperial person.

However, the confusion in the eyes is due to the fact that it is troublesome and requires reservations. When Yofasa is not doing something with his heart, his eyes look really dull.

Although he does have trouble now.

"I'm looking for a theme park in the city," Yofarthathan said.

"You are asking the right person! I have been shopping here for three days!"

The painter raised his brush, "I can take you there, there is no charge, just treat it as your reward for being in the mirror."

The words sounded familiar somehow.Yofasa looked at the painter who was proficient in packing up the painting tools, but he didn't feel any threat from the other party. He was probably an overzealous guy.

"My name is Servis." The artist put the folding drawing board and tripod into the package and carried it on his back, pushing his glasses, "Nice to meet you."

"Sarah," Yofasa replied.

"A very good name, it matches you very well." Servis admired sincerely.

Yofasa was noncommittal. He had resentment about this name for a while, but after all, it was Linshu who gave it to him. He got used to it and thought it was okay. The most important thing is that Linshu is very satisfied with this name. As a lover, he should give tolerance to the other party. External names are minor issues.

Serves told Yofasa that the shortest way is to go to the Sunset Tower Bridge first, where you can take a tour bus that goes directly to the theme park.

The Sunset Tower Bridge is one of the famous scenic spots here. The scenery on the bridge is very good. In the evening when the weather is good, looking out from the Tower Bridge, the sunset on the river is beautiful, which is absolutely not to be missed.

"If you're not in a hurry, wait for two more hours before the sun goes down." Servis suggested on the road, "Today's weather is just right, and it might be a one-off period for short-term tourists."

"Is it that pretty?" Jehophasa asked.

They have already walked near the station of Tower Bridge, and they can buy tickets to climb the tower a little further ahead. From a distance, there are already many people queuing up there.

"It's very beautiful, not to be missed." Servis nodded resolutely, "Look, there are so many couples in line, I bet they will kiss in that atmosphere."

Yofasa was puzzled: "Will kissing be any different then?"

"It's not the same. After all, there are some inconspicuous legends everywhere. What about holding hands and hugging when the sun is sinking in the river, they will be together forever."

Servis spread his hands, "Although it's unreliable, this is what everyone will do."

Yofasha rested his chin and thought for two seconds, then said decisively, "Let's go."

"To Tower Bridge?"

"Go to the theme park."

Serves didn't quite understand Yofasa's leaping thinking, but Yofasa obviously didn't intend to explain it to him. He touched his nose and became a kind guide full-time.

Although the plan to enjoy the sunset with the beauties fell through, it seemed good to go to the theme park together.

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The maintenance work of the skyscraper is not difficult, but the process is long and cumbersome. In order to ensure the safety of tourists, it is a work that has to be done.

Linshu was delayed for several hours on the high-altitude orbit of the Skyscraper Tower. It is hard to say whether he can get off work on time at six o'clock. It would be bad if he was so hungry.

In the afternoon, I communicated with Yofasa, and Yofasa was a little strange when communicating with him, as if he was hiding something, which made Linshu a little worried that Yofasa had broken something, and he was trying to remedy it by himself.

After all, Yofasha has a criminal record.

Linshu felt more and more that Yofasa had a ghost in his heart after several insinuations on Yofasa, and when he threatened that he would go home immediately and deduct all the carbonated drinks for this month, Yofasa finally admitted that he tried to give Lin Shu cooks and makes a mess of the kitchen, very ashamed.

Linshu's hardened heart suddenly softened, his harsh words turned into comfort, and he told Yofasha to leave it alone and wait for him to go back to clean up.

Yofasa, who arrived at the theme park, verbally and aggrievedly agreed, but in fact followed Servis in a remote location to evade fare over the wall.

Yofasa's ability to fabricate lies has reached its peak today. He told Serves that there was something wrong with his passport, and that if he was caught, he would be sent back to his country—although this was true in a sense—

And his only family member is now in this theme park, and he has nothing else to rely on.

After making up nonsense, and showing his usual expression of being overwhelmed by Linshu, Servis also broke his guard and expressed that he was willing to help him enter the park to find his relatives, without considering whether the logic behind this rhetoric was reasonable or not.

In fact, in the eyes of ordinary people, Yofasha’s behavior is weird everywhere, and Servis is not much better. He climbed over the wall too easily, as if he did this kind of thing all the time. Sha's hand strength is not like that of an ordinary painter at all.

After successfully climbing over the wall and entering the park, Yofasa started to encounter difficulties again. He didn't know where Linshu worked at all. If he asked Linshu directly now, wouldn't there be no surprise like Lydia said?

However, Linshu said that he was overhauling the high-altitude project... Yofarsas and here, his eyes slid to the nearest amusement facility.

"Anyway, your relatives are in the park, let's look for them while playing." Servis followed Yofasa's gaze and showed an approving expression, "Rotating the teacup is very good."

"It's not that." Yofasa shook his head and pointed to the jumping machine behind the rotating teacup.

That's good, it's very high, if Linshu is nearby, he can definitely see it.

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