hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 246 The Promise I Owe First ([-])

　
　She shyly rolled to the other side and rubbed down again.

　Gu Yihan withdrew his arm, frowned and turned his arm a few times, then got up and went to the bathroom.

　Fortunately, the toilet still has water...

　Gu Yihan came out of the bathroom and found that Tang Yumo was making the bed. His busy back looked like a newlywed wife, which warmed his heart.

　He really wanted to wrap his arms around Tang Yumo's waist from behind, put his chin on the top of her head, and talk nonsense to her.

　But he stood behind her for a while, but just quietly watched her every move, watching her spread the bed sheet neatly and beautifully, and fold the quilt squarely and three-dimensionally...

　If time could be condensed in this moment, he suddenly felt that he would have no regrets in this life.

　It's a pity that the quiet years will always pass, and the turmoil in the world will not stop...

　Tang Yumo turned his head abruptly, and was startled when he saw him standing behind him.The space was so tight that she almost fell back on the bed.

　Gu Yihan's hands were quick, and he grabbed her waist: "Why, do you want to lie back?"

　Tang Yumo spat at him: "Don't mess around, let go, Charles will be back later, and the staff will be going to work, the sky is bright and bright, it's not good to bump into too many people!"

　Gu Yihan let go of his hand noncommittally: "Well, I will find a place where there is no one to do it in the future."

　The two of them worked together to tidy up the room briefly, closed the door and left.

　When walking down the escalator, Tang Yumo had the illusion that they were a couple of ordinary office workers. After doing housework together in the morning, they were both leaving the house hand in hand to return to work to earn a day's living expenses.

　A kind of trivial and ordinary warmth.

　This idea just passed by in a flash. Although it was full of strong temptation, Tang Yumo knew it well:
　Gu Yihan, is he willing to be an ordinary man?
　How can the word "ordinary" be contained in his world?

　What's more, the two of them can be said to be from different worlds, how could they form a friendship between Qin and Jin so easily?

　Walking out of the secret door, there are exhibition halls one after another.

　Last night, they took a "light" night tour, and experienced the style of famous paintings on a moonlit night that ordinary people cannot touch.

　At this moment, the morning light is abundant, and the famous paintings seen last night show a different appearance from that at night.

　The lines are clearer and more powerful, the colors are more colorful and full, and the expressions of the characters are more lifelike and ready to emerge.

　Tang Yumo walked all the way, looking back reluctantly all the way.

　Gu Yihan asked: "Why, are you reluctant to leave?"

　"It's so beautiful. I think anyone who says that they don't want to possess beautiful things is definitely hypocritical. If you were able to look at them without regret last night, now you can see every moving detail so clearly. Makes you want to cuddle them to sleep!"

　"Tang Yumo, you are really honest."

　"Gu Yihan, don't you think I'm greedy?"

　"Then what's the matter? If even the thoughts in your mind that can't be put into practice are considered a crime, who would dare to say that you have a noble character."

　"Well... Gu Yihan, what you said today is the sweetest thing I've ever heard!"

　"Hmph." He snorted at her compliments: "If you like, you can come anytime in the future. It's easier than taking a plane to Paris Square to feed pigeons."

　"How is it possible?" Tang Yumo sneered: "I just know that it is impossible to come here in the future, so I have to try my best to look at it a few more times. Every painting is really eye-catching..."

　At this moment, Tang Yumo naturally wouldn't know that in the near future, she would not only revisit her old place, but she would also not be in the current leisurely and contented mood of admiring paintings.

　If it is a walk in the paradise of art at this moment, then when she comes to the Uffizi Gallery again, it is a hell on earth.

(End of this chapter)