Continuously

The labeled transport bags have been matched with the corresponding exhibits, and are removed from the exhibition wall one after another, just like the paint falling off the trees. The security guards register the name and stay time in the duty book at the entrance, and issue the entry badge. To ensure the order and safety in the hall, the dismantling work is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Yao Jianqi squatted next to the last vertical painting, holding the foam strip firmly with his white gloved left hand to prevent slipping, and after confirming that there was no damage, he filled in the date and his name in the "Not Found" entry.

"Tomorrow, we can prepare to dismantle the remaining technical equipment." Yao Jianqi and the people around him said, "The temporary cleaning staff will come to deal with the waste, and then..."

His words stopped for no reason, because of an unexpected person.

Che Jilu's words turned into a few words, and after the confession, Yao Jianqi took his gloves and walked towards a clean exhibition pillar.

"About five paintings arrived before." Yao An tilted the pillar, rushing to answer his questions.

"It's been a long time." Yao Jianqi took off the last knuckle, "Why didn't you call me?"

"Appreciate how you work, I haven't seen it before." Yao An smiled, "It's quite attractive."

"Straightforward charm?" Yao Jianqi laughed at himself.

"The charm of single-mindedness." Yao An said seriously, "You are doing what you like, and I don't want to disturb you."

Yao Jianqi looked at the other party for a while, without comment, raised his bare fingers to a certain height, and outlined a circle along the coat of arms on Yao An's left chest.

"How did you get it?" he asked.

"Where did you ask for it?" Yao An straightened his back, "After a casual chat with the security guard, he gave me the admission badge."

"What are you talking about casually?" Yao Jianqi put down his hands and rubbed his fingertips.

"Have you eaten? How old is it? The weather is so nice, it's easy to talk to someone." Yao An blurted out.

Yao Jianqi nodded: "It seems that security needs to be strengthened."

"...That's not necessary." His expression seemed real and illusory, and Yao An couldn't distinguish the teasing elements in it for a while, and hurriedly said, "The main thing is that I told him that you are my brother, and you speak English. .”

"Just say that?" Yao Jianqi raised his eyebrows.

"Ah, I don't know anything else." Yao An buried his head and flicked the badge, as if dust had fallen all of a sudden.

Flicking and flicking, seeing that Yao Jianqi didn't intend to ask further questions, he finished the blowing.

"Can I watch it now?" Yao An asked nonchalantly.

Of course Yao Jianqi knew what he was referring to, so he just said, "You came early."

"If you come early, you can watch it sooner!" Yao An raised his back.

"This thing," Yao Jianqi said, "it's too early to see."

"Ah..." Yao An couldn't hide his frustration.

Yao Jianqi said in relief: "Eat something, go to the library and sit around, that's about it."

It’s the same as what Yao An heard. The canteen here has three types of appetizers, main courses and desserts, ranging from 3 to 5 euros. Yao An has been eating all kinds of macaroni with cheese and fish steaks all over the place. It’s a bit greasy, so I only ordered it today. Chips and burgers.

"There is a Chinese restaurant with delicious meat buns." Yao Jianqi dropped the straw into the yogurt and handed it to Yao An, "We'll go tomorrow."

Yao An knew right away that he saw that he had no appetite, so he took the yoghurt and said, "Hey, it's good to eat at home, today is a late lunch."

"Then pack it and go back." Yao Jianqi said.

Yao An wanted to say something, but a few students came to greet Yao Jianqi with trays, one of them was also Asian and spoke Chinese.

"This is Yann," Yao Jianqi introduced to Yao An, "He is the one who helps you at the bar."

Yao An was sucking the yogurt, but he almost spit it out of his nose when he heard the words, so he glanced at Yao Jianqi with some guilt, and saw that his face was expressionless, as if he was just discussing the matter.

"Hello!" The man with healthy wheat complexion greeted Yao An with a smile.

"Hello, Yao An." He put down the yogurt and introduced himself.

"I know." Yann held the plate up, "Da Ling said, Yao Jianqi was too busy to talk to us, so I guessed it was you."

His words inevitably aroused people's daydreams, Yao An looked at Yao Jianqi again, the latter's gaze was still clueless, as if they were free to play whatever they wanted.

"Really." Yao An replied, "You know me?"

"Of course." Yann laughed loudly, "It's just on the woodblock."

Yao An: "Woodblock?"

"That's right." Yann said, "On the board..."

"Woodblock Prints."

Yao An followed the source of the voice, only Yao Jianqi did not hide it.

"You can ask me directly." Yao Jianqi said.

Facing him, Yao An couldn't think of the context for a moment.

"Yes, yes, you should ask him directly." Yann's eyesight is extremely high, he knows what kind of wine to mix for someone, and he also knows what to say to whom. For example, at this moment, the best way to communicate is - shut up.

Yann led the crowd to leave, and deliberately chose the most diagonal dining table, allowing enough social distance and leaving room for peeping.

"It's... me?" Yao An scratched the lid of the yogurt box.

"It's you." Yao Jianqi said.

Yao An paused for a moment, then asked again, "When did you draw it?"

"Which picture do you mean?"

Yao An was stunned for a moment, and his words were incomplete.

When Yao Jianqi said this, the fork was spinning casually on the macaroni, like a pious animal, but disguised as a careless plant.

"Just kidding, it's not that scary." He said, "There are only five."

Yao An didn't think he was joking at all.

"Five pictures are not a lot at all."

Yao An didn't think he was worth so much, whether it was five woodblock prints, or a whole box of sketches that Yao Jianqi hid under the bed and then brought to his residence.

"I drew it for myself." Yao Jianqi said, easily aware of his depression, "The way I miss has always been lackluster."

The closing music of the library was Dvořák, and the long chants of the cello echoed on the exhibition wall. The lights were not turned on, and they walked under the dome wearing their medals.

"There is a star here." Yao Jianqi raised his finger.

There is no wind tonight, through the aluminum skylight of the broken bridge, Yao An can see the starlight from the ancient times, like a staggering child.

When Yao An looked up at the star, Yao Jianqi looked at him and said, "Did you know that it is exactly 520 light-years away from us."

Yao An's face was drenched by the light of the gas ball, and he asked with burning eyes, "Is this what you want to show me?"

Yao Jianqi smiled and shook his head.

He took a laughing step, turned his back to an empty sculpture support and faced the real Yao An. He held Yao An's shoulder and touched his left arm like touching the pulse of an alder tree when he was a child. face, and kissed his forehead.

can hear his heart.

"Only..." Yao An said boldly, "Is that the only way?"

The smile still remained on Yao Jianqi's lips, and he asked, "What else are you expecting?"

Yao An's throat tightened, he knew that this moment could not be better, he knew how long he had waited, it started before he realized it.

If this problem had happened any day before today, he thought, he would have done it.

Yao Jianqi was also thinking this way at the moment, but he was still waiting more, and waiting was something full of deep meaning.

His gaze fell on Yao An, and he seemed to be stepping on his eyes, only missing a footstep to respond.

Yao An's unbearable look and throbbing all came, he clenched his palms in an attempt to withstand this gentle coercion.

"You can stay here, in France." Yao An said, "I hope you stay."