[HP Tomb Raiders Notes] Zhaoming

They hadn't spoken all morning, and they ate separately at noon, but Zhang Qiling held her down when she was cleaning up the dishes, and turned around to take her back to the kitchen to wash.

Because today was the weekend, he had a rare full day off, so the fat man went to his friend's house with winking excuses, so that the two of them could have some space to be alone, although his curiosity was almost making him sick.Jiang Lin still lives in the hotel, because he has to deal with some work matters, and after confirming the relationship, they can count on one hand the time they spend together.Right after she said those words, the eyes of the people who were listening carefully turned dark, and they started to toss about in the kitchen without saying a word.

"I will go back later, because the time for assignment has not yet arrived, and this time it is only a temporary matter." She said.

So what went wrong?She wanted to communicate with the other party several times, but was blocked by Zhang Qiling's expressionless face.

Jiang Lin took a sip of the black tea made by the other party, then got up and looked around, trying to find something to do.She heard something moving in front of her, so she leaned over to have a look, just in time to meet Zhang Qiling stuffing a dark coat into the backpack, moving swiftly.

"Uh, you're going away?" she asked.She knew that the other party had a job in a research institute, repairing ancient books, etc., but she didn't expect to travel on business.It will be harder than usual, right?

The man didn't say anything, just nodded his head, then shook his backpack, as if he was checking how much he could hold.

Except for the previous time, Jiang Lin hadn't taken a good look at what his room looked like.She greeted the other party, and then slowly paced in the relatively spacious space. Like him, the style of the room was simple and clear. There was a photo frame on the bedside table, and there were several people on it. She only recognized a few familiar ones. face.On the wall facing the bed is an enlarged photo. The snow-capped mountain above is holy and desolate, but a few people below the mountain add life to the whole picture. They look like climbers, celebrating something.

"When are you leaving?" Zhang Qiling asked.

She regained her senses, turned around and looked into the other person's eyes and said, "Next Wednesday. When are you going out, I'll see you off—is it inconvenient for me to see you off?"

"No need." Zhang Qiling said decisively, which made her a little flustered, but he continued: "I'll go with you."

"Ah?" Jiang Lin was a little confused, "But you still have to go to work, will this affect your work? Besides, what are you going to do with me, it's very dangerous there—it's not suitable for you anyway."

Zhang Qiling put down the things in his hands, walked straight over and hugged her: "I've taken annual leave, it won't affect anything. But I don't want you to be so far away from me for so long, I can't wait."

She froze for a moment, and finally understood the weirdness of the other party for a long time, so she could only pat him on the back, the protruding joints on it made her feel distressed: "Okay, I know. If you didn't say such a simple thing earlier, I thought you were angry. "

Zhang Qiling didn't answer, just hugged her quietly, and the two of them felt the peaceful moment tacitly.After a while he said: "Come and meet some people with me tonight, okay?"

"Ah."

Although he agreed so quickly, Jiang Lin was still a little nervous.This time I met only some of his close friends, will I still see his relatives after that?

By the way, I heard him talk about his parents once before, but it was very brief.Jiang Lin suddenly wanted to ask, but her intuition told her not to speak out.

"Both my parents passed away, so you just need to meet the rest of my tribe when the time comes. Don't be afraid, they are not bad people."

Jiang Lin paused before saying: "I understand. Speaking of which, you have met my parents, and they were very satisfied with you—I mean at that time. Fortunately, you are here."

Fortunately it was you.

After a while, she let go of her hand, and when she stepped aside, she saw a small bookshelf by the floor-to-ceiling windows. She walked over and slowly browsed the books on it. There were several professional books on restoration, and some travel notes. There is a light gray large format on the lower shelf, which looks different from the others.She turned around and looked at the busy person, who nodded.Jiang Lin carefully pulled out the book, and after opening it, he found that it was a photo album. There was a row of familiar characters in the lower right corner, with thin handwriting, and the date was several years ago.

"Mr. Wu gave this to you?" She asked. After turning a page, there was a group photo. Several people had met before, and several others had no memory.

Zhang Qiling agreed lightly, put away a few photography magazines on the bedside table, turned and left the room.

Jiang Lin didn't care, and sat on a chair beside him and continued to browse curiously.It seems that the few of them have been to many places over the years and had a lot of fun. Although his expression didn't change in every photo, it didn't affect those around him at all.What interested her was another one. The photo was an oil painting. Judging from the picture, the wall above was a little old, and the light green paint was peeling off in pieces, revealing the mottled brick surface.The tone of the whole painting changes from white to gray-yellow. In the distance is a snow-capped mountain. There is a young man in a Tibetan robe standing among the mountains. Although there is only one profile, she still recognizes the person in the painting.

That was Zhang Qiling.

His eyes are uncomplicated, without any emotion, as if he is separated from the world.Jiang Lin is familiar with this kind of eyes. In that temple, she once saw the other party overlooking the snow-capped mountains, and his eyes were like this at that time.

She couldn't take her eyes off the picture for a long time, until someone touched her arm.

"Thank you." She took the teacup handed over by the other party, and suddenly froze when she turned to the next page.Zhang Qiling turned around and picked up the backpack on the bed, apparently planning to go out.

However, Jiang Lin's condition was not very good. She clenched her fingers tightly on the cup, and her ears turned red again.

It was a group photo, on the screen was a young man and woman, the girl walked slightly in front, and the man looked at her sideways, as if he was the only one in his eyes.

When Jiang Lin came to the living room with the cup in his hand, he saw Zhang Qiling sitting on the sofa with his hands down, and looked up after hearing the movement.She coughed lightly and said, "Ah Mae gave it to you?"

The other party nodded, and then clenched his hands.

She took a long breath, sat down on the seat next to her after making up her mind, and stretched out her hand to cover his hand: "In the future, if we have a chance, we can take a group photo together. It was my fault. If I had been braver at that time—in short, I I won’t just walk away without saying anything like before.”

Zhang Qiling didn't speak, just took her hand and covered his forehead.He didn't plan to tell what happened that night, it was his own secret.There are only him and her in the secret.

The author has something to say:

There are a lot of things that should be done, and then I still have to do my best to update the chapter.

This chapter isn't too bad.

The part of the oil painting is on Zanghaihua.