"What are you doing?"

"They all have the same tragic fate and circumstances. They are good friends with each other in writing and painting."

Then, Liu Yao sighed: "I haven't seen ah Jun for a long time. I don't know how he is now..."

Ye Beichen saw that Liu Yao was so sad that he was not very happy in his heart, so he changed the subject and said, "Yao Yao, I'll tell you a story."

"It's a very romantic story, a story about hope! No matter what the situation is, everyone should have hope, shouldn't they? "

"All right. Tell me

Liu Yao suddenly put his head slightly to one side, and then leaned on Ye Beichen's shoulder.

From a distance, it looks like a beautiful oil painting!

Beautiful and romantic scenery, a pair of out of the ordinary golden children and jade girls playing in the water together

Ye Beichen moved in his heart and began to tell the story quietly!

"In some small villages in the south of the coast of Portugal, there is an old and beautiful legend. In the 16th century, grapevine was one of the most powerful military empires in the world, and had the most powerful navy in the world. In order to fight, the strong men of Portugal were taken to be Navy and sailors Only the old and weak women and children were left in those villages. War is very cruel, the mother lost the son, the wife lost the husband, the child lost the father At that time, there was no communication, no telephone and no computer. Once you go out, you may never get in touch. War is inevitable, even if it is to die in a foreign land, ordinary people have no way. But the old and weak women and children who are far away from home have invented a method to convey their missing for their relatives! "

"What method?" Liu Yao said lightly. She has been drawn to the story.

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