Chapter 13 Encounter

The most legendary place in the history of Beijing is the Forbidden City. Like the Potala Palace in Tibet, there is a landmark building that can describe the local history anywhere. The Forbidden City is the pride of the whole Chinese nation.

There are five palaces in the world: the Palace of Versailles in France, the Buckingham Palace in the United Kingdom, the Kremlin in Russia, the White House in the United States and the Forbidden City in China. The Forbidden City ranks first among the five palaces. He is the bedroom of the 24 emperors of the Ming and Qing Dynasties in China. According to the ancient Chinese star theory. Purple Microstar (i.e. the North Star) is located in the middle of the sky, which is the residence of the Heavenly Emperor. It corresponds to the residence of the Emperor, also known as the Forbidden City.

Ye Hetu and the other three have arrived at the Forbidden City. Ye Hetu took out a pass and handed something similar to the doorman at the door. He immediately let him go in. He didn't have time to see the exquisite structural decoration around him, so he hurried to the center of the Forbidden City. Passing by the wide internal square, Ye Hetu happened to meet an acquaintance.

In the middle of the vast Forbidden City Square, a young man was painting with a brush. In front of him stood a graceful girl. The girl did not move and put on a bright smile. Fan Siyang, who wrote like a god, was absorbed and outlined the girl's soft lines one by one, without noticing Ye Hetu at all. With the arrival of pedestrians, Ye Hetu signaled He Changfeng and Agagantuo behind him not to step into the square for the time being, and the three of them were silent.

Ye Hetu, who has a deep knowledge of calligraphy and painting, has seen that Fan Siyang has stepped into the highest level of painting and entered the realm of God at this moment. Say goodbye to Tibet and see you again in Beijing. A word of fate is not clear in a few words. From the understanding of Fan Siyang in Tibet at that time to the meeting in the Forbidden City now, Ye Hetu feels that Fan Siyang has made great progress in his eyes now.

A leaf of duckweed returns to the sea, where does life not meet?

Putting down the brush, a painting was completed. Fan Siyang was very satisfied with his work and could reach the current level. Fan Siyang sincerely thanked the man who opened his bottleneck in Tibet with one sentence. If it hadn't been for that, Fan Siyang would still be lingering on the edge.

"Siyang, how can you draw so beautifully?" Seeing Fan Siyang stop the brush, the girl thought that she had to stand for an hour to finish the painting. She didn't want Fan Siyang's canvas to turn around and let her see it. The characters in the painting were lifelike, and she smiled. Who else could she be?

In just ten minutes, Fan Siyang actually projected her whole body into the painting, which added more aura than reality. The girl asked in surprise. In her impression, Fan Siyang has always been very shy and timid. He has never been as confident as today. The gentle smile when painting makes the girl addicted for a moment. Fan Li is true in people's eyes, provided that Fan Li needs to have some special features to attract the lover's eyes.

In the past few years, Fan Siyang has been to Tibet and has seen the snow in Lhasa. He has seen pilgrims kneel down and worship the Potala Palace in the holy land step by step. He learns to sing the most touching love songs in the local area with an unknown old woman. He vowed to sing this song to Su Mo, a childhood sweetheart one day. Once he ran to an altitude of 5,000 meters. Looking for inspiration on Mount Everest is just to draw the grandeur and heroic described by the thousands of miles of frozen scenery in the north. He doesn't remember how many blisters Fan Siyang has made on his feet by relying on a kettle in the desolate Tarim Basin, but his firm ideal and an indelible fighting spirit in his heart are supporting him. Fan Siyang would like to thank the man he met at Maggie's Ama Tavern. It was he who encouraged and enlightened himself at the lowest point in his life. Without him, Fan Siyang would definitely not have achieved today's achievements.

Fan Siyang hugged the girl in front of him. How much time can life make people wait? He tried to grasp the rare happiness in front of him and prevent it from passing away with the wind like the yellow sand in the Taklamakan Desert. The girl felt that Fan Siyang today and the Fan Siyang she knew was very big. It's different, but bound by Fan Siyang's powerful arms, she thinks it's good. There is a strange taste, a taste of happiness, faintly, very sweet.

"Honey, I heard a song when I was in Tibet, and I want to sing it to you." Fan Siyang's warm voice sounded in Su Mo's ears, with self-confidence after the arrogance.

Su Mo nodded happily. Since this day comes, the waiting experience in the past will always turn into happiness around.

Your tenderness

It lingers around thousands of mountains and rivers

Your waiting

It's my stability after tossing and hard to sleep

I'm sitting next to the Potala Palace

singing softly for you

Snowflakes on Mount Everest

Because I miss

Flying

The person I love

Where are you

I stand quietly

Because

Tomorrow

We will meet

The popular tone and Fan Siyang's voice echoed throughout the Forbidden City, with unforgettable attachment day and night. How many nights, in addition to missing, I still miss. Fan Siyang was still singing. Maybe he didn't notice that his voice was a little blocked. Su Mo quietly listened to Fan Siyang's singing and recalled the past time. She didn't know that Fan Siyang was not by her side. She didn't care how much Fan Siyang suffered and how many tears she suffered in Tibet. She just simply felt that now she can It's enough to snuggle up to Fan Siyang's side.

Whose eye corner, inadvertently, slipped out a crystal tear?

"This song is good." Ye Hetu in the distance nodded and said with deep understanding that it was much better than those roaring raps in foreign countries.

Agaganto did not make any comments. The Solomon family member, who has always had no musical bacteria, has turned his attention to other places. He Changfeng looked at the touching picture of a lover finally becoming a family member. Ye Hetu took the lead and stepped into the square and walked towards Fan Siyang's position.

Fan Siyang, who turned his back to Ye Hetu, didn't know it at all. The girl named Su Mo in his arms blushed and whispered, "Siyang, someone is coming."

Fan Siyang turned his head and still did not let go of his arms. When he saw Ye Hetu, he suddenly let go of his arms and ran to Ye Hetu in Su Mo's puzzled eyes.

"Brother."

Although Ye Hetu, who returned from abroad, has changed a lot, the tall and profound figure in Fan Siyang's impression is not the same. At first glance, he recognized Ye Hetu. Only now does He Changfeng understand why the master, who has always acted casually, is willing to stay outside today because he has always been taking into account of other people's affairs for the first time. Wait quietly. It turned out that the person in the middle of the square was an acquaintance.

When enemies meet, they are particularly jealous, and acquaintances meet, which is particularly calm.

"Are you not going to introduce me?" Ye Hetu pointed to Su Mo in front of him and smiled. Beijing is very big. It is not easy to meet an acquaintance, especially Fan Siyang, who has a good impression on Ye Hetu.

Fan Siyang, who wanted to say thousands of words but couldn't say it, embarrassedly called Su Mo to his side. He pointed to Su Mo and introduced to Ye Hetu, "This is my girlfriend, Su Mo."

"It turns out that the person you can't forget in Tibet is her?" Ye Hetu suddenly realized, which made Su Mo beside Fan Siyang feel sweet for no reason.

Fan Siyang was about to introduce Ye Hetu to Su Mo, but suddenly found that he didn't even know Ye Hetu's name.

"My surname is Ye, and I'm your boyfriend's friend." Ye Hetu saw Fan Siyang's embarrassment, took the initiative to introduce himself, and pointed to He Changfeng and Agagantuo behind him and said, "The two people behind are my friends."

He Changfeng and Agagantuo did not interrupt. Fan Siyang clenched Ye Hetu's hands and said excitedly, "Brother Ye, you gave me great help in Tibet at the beginning. I must thank you very much."

"Thank you, you don't have to. At the beginning, I just saw you have Huigen's guidance, and it's more up to you." Ye Hetu shook his head and said, in his opinion, it is impossible for Fan Siyang to reach today's level without experiencing many things. From the Tibetan ballad sung by Fan Siyang, Ye Hetu heard a little different meanings. Only after experiencing some things can they mature and make progress.

"Brother, you are my benefactor. Well, if there is something in the future, I may be able to help you. Come to me." Fan Siyang's excited performance made Su Mo beside him very puzzled. With Fan Siyang's arrogance, he refused to bow to someone. Even in front of Su Mo's parents, Fan Siyang was still persistent. It was for this reason that he left Beijing and ran to Tibet alone. He refused to ask for power behind him in a low voice, or even asked for power. God's parents.

I looked for paper everywhere and found that I was quite disappointed. Finally, I saw the canvas and walked over to tear it. The complete canvas was tore off a corner by Fan Siyang, and then took out a pen to write the address on the canvas and took it to Ye Hetu.

"Go here to find me in the future, brother, if you don't let me do something for you, I won't feel it." With a sincere look, Fan Siyang forced Ye Hetu to accept the canvas with the address.

"Oi, if I come to you in trouble in Beijing in the future, do you mind?" Ye Hetu joked that there are not many backstage forces in Beijing. If Fan Siyang in front of him is a strong backup, it is not a bad thing. Of course, Ye Hetu will not find the address unless he has to.

After saying goodbye to Fan Siyang, Ye Hetu took He Changfeng and Agagantuo and slowly walked into the Forbidden City.

"Who is he?" Su Mo asked Fan Siyang curiously.

"I don't know." Fan Siyang answered helplessly.

"Then why did you do that just now?" Su Mo didn't understand Fan Siyang's behavior. Although the canvas was torn and could be painted again, it was the first time that Su Mo saw Fan Siyang do this to a person he didn't know his identity.

Fan Siyang looked at Ye Hetu's distant back and said in a firm tone that Su Mo had never heard, "Although I don't know his identity, in Beijing, if someone dares to touch him, I don't mind begging my parents."

Su Mo is dumb.

(PS: That's the only chapter today. There are many excuses, but everything is unspoken. Alas, brothers, you should understand. You can't break the update. Speed is not the king. If you don't have a state, you can't fight for speed. After writing this chapter, there is a sentence I want to say, I hope my buddy Siyang can maintain an optimistic attitude and live happily every day!)