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Lin Yue did not continue to persuade, bid farewell to Ruan Wen and went down the mountain road.

She grabbed his coat and watched him leave. For some reason, when Lin Yue made that presumptuous request, she didn't reject it too much. On the contrary, there was a faint guilt in her heart for refusing.

Is it because he has always been polite? Or... does he have a nice voice? His face is very attractive? Appropriate manner and speech?

Ruan Wen thought about it for a while, but unfortunately, he didn't have a convincing answer.

There is no rush when dealing with women.

This is what Lin Yue warned himself when he went down the mountain. With the help of [Teacher Killer LV2], he doesn't believe that he can't handle Ruan Wen.

The summer of Qindao is cool and livable, and the winter of Qindao is warm and humid. It is recognized as a city suitable for the elderly in China.

After leaving Signal Hill, Lin Yue went to the trestle bridge for a walk, and in the evening, he found a nearby seafood restaurant, ordered two dishes and a bottle of wine, and sat at a window seat to drink by himself.

Nowadays, there are not so many ways to prepare seafood, and the portions are very generous. The plates are two circles larger than the plates at the Jordan Road stalls.

After eating, he walked along Binhai Road for a while, flagged down a taxi, and returned to the hotel he had booked before.

...

the next day.

After eating breakfast in the restaurant, he drove out and went to the nearest Xinhua Bookstore to buy a few books on computers.

In 1998, there were not many books on computer science, and basic books such as C language, B language, and PS tutorials were more common.

It took him a long time to select a few books that didn't quite match the contents of his mind's memory, pay at the counter, throw them into the system space, and head to Signal Hill again.

However, unlike yesterday, he did not go to Ruan Van Caifeng's place.

Sit down in a small teahouse at the foot of the mountain, and instruct the boss to make a pot of Laoshan tea that was freshly picked before Ming Dynasty. While sipping, he holds a book in one hand and reads carefully.

Not long after, a lady painter in a brown trench coat came from the park entrance.

Lin Yue put down the book, nodded to her, and continued reading after finishing the work, without any intention of in-depth communication.

Ruan Wen walked towards the top of the mountain without thinking too much.

Signal Hill is located in the middle of Shinan District, backed by the urban area, facing the sea in front, overlooking the trestle bridge, and adjacent to Badaguan. Looking southeast, you can see a touch of black, which is called Xiaoqin Island.

Here you can see the sparks of the era sparked by the collision between Chinese civilization and Western civilization. In some people's eyes, it is naturally an impression painting.

From 1995 to 1998, Nguyen Van held two art exhibitions.

Once it was "It'll End In Tears" that made her famous, and once it was "AU REVOIR SEASONS" that established her status as a national treasure painter.

In these two art exhibitions, her paintings were mainly close-ups and figures, but after Luo Wen's memorial service, she plunged into the deep mountains and old forests, and has been devoting herself to depicting the long-term vision in her heart these days.

There are more or less differences in the works of artists in different life periods. Judging from Ruan Wen’s itinerary in the mainland, the trip to Qindao will not end soon, and the area around Signal Hill, as the place where the city’s colors collide most intensely, will definitely become A place she frequented recently.

In the evening, when Ruan Wen came down from the top of the mountain, Lin Yue disappeared, and there was only the proprietor left in the teahouse, listening to the opera box boredly. Shan Tianfang was talking about the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties. After the battle against Qin Shubao, the lingering sound lingered for a long time.

Ruan Wen smiled and left.

On the third day, near noon, the teahouse owner's grandson came and clamored to eat sugar cakes to give the old man a good lesson.

Ruan Wen didn't see Lin Yue, thinking he was gone, but when she came down from the mountain in the evening, she saw two people, one big and one small, playing marbles in the open space under the teahouse. Officer Lin is here.

When she was in a daze, the man smiled at her, and went to play marbles with the children without saying a word.

On the fourth day, he squatted by the grass to feed a stray cat.

On the fifth day, two fourteen-year-old girls chased him all over the mountain. Because he was looking for a way down the mountain, he followed his instructions and came back after making a big circle.

sixth day.

the seventh day.

...

On the tenth day, Nguyen Van found that if he was not seen when going up or down the mountain, it was like something was missing.

The twelfth day.

Instead of going to Signal Hill, she came to the long embankment next to the trestle bridge, listening to the sound of the waves and painting Xiaoqin Island in the distance, the boats between Xiaoqin Island and the trestle bridge, the white gulls between the sky and the sea, and the tourists who are just looking at the flowers on horseback. .

"Well...it's different from before."

The moment she wrote, a voice sounded from behind.

Ruan Wen looked back, Lin Yue was standing not far away wearing oil shoes and carrying a small blue bucket, just in time to see his painting.

"You haven't left yet? I really admire your perseverance."

Lin Yue said: "There are so many delicious and fun things here, why am I in a hurry to go back?"

Ruan Wen remembered how he played marbles with the teahouse owner's grandson with his butt pouting, and teased two female students who littered the trash, two smiles formed at the corners of his mouth.

"By the way, what you just said is different from before."

"Your painting."

"My painting?"

"You used to use heavy colors in your paintings, with a strong sense of shadow, which would have a strong impact on people's visual system at a glance, but now your paintings give people a different feeling, it becomes brighter, and the light It is softer, the collision of colors is not so intense, and the sense of layering and three-dimensionality is weaker than the previous paintings. Let me put it this way, if your paintings used to be a European and American girl who dared to love, hate and fight, now Your paintings are mature and restrained Asian beauties."

Ruan Wen smiled, put the brush into the paint tray, looked at the plastic bucket and asked, "What's inside?"

Lin Yue lifted it up: "Shells, starfish, and a few small crabs were all picked up when the tide was low."

Ruan Wen glanced at the children in front of him who were jumping around on the rocks with bare feet, picking up shells.

"How much did you pick up?"

"Enough for a meal."

Ruan Wen smiled again, but didn't say anything.

Lin Yue said: "I know there is a restaurant across the street that can help process seafood."

"Even if I eat your food, I won't go back to Vancouver with you."

"certainly."

Lin Yue said: "I never expected to buy you off with just one meal."

Ruan Wen was amused by him again: "You are really...honest."

"Let's go, I'll help you get the drawing board, there will be no seats any later."

Lin Yue walked towards the shore with a plastic bucket in one hand and a drawing board and toolbox in the other.

Ruan Wen tidied up his scarf, tied up the loose hair on his shoulders with a headband, and followed him to the opposite side of the road.

As expected, Lin Yue didn't mention a word about business matters.

Li Wen, Wu Xiuqing, He Weilan, Luo Wen...these names never appeared in their conversations.

What did Lin Yue tell her?

The stray cat in Signal Hill just gave birth to a litter of kittens, and accidentally ate the big yellow croaker that the proprietress of the tea shop put in the back kitchen. The chubby cat was ordered to chase and beat the greedy cat. The little cat fled around, so he stopped the little chubby to play marbles. He bought a Transformer for the little chubby every time he lost, and every time the little chubby lost, he gave a meal to the cat mother.

Up to now, he has sent out a total of six Transformers, which can already fit into the God of War.

Ruan Wen said that he was like a child, full of strange thoughts, not like a policeman at all.

After the two of them had dinner, Lin Yue sent her to the hotel where she was staying, and then returned to the place where she was staying.

On the thirteenth day, he didn't show up for a day.

The same goes for the fourteenth day.

On the fifteenth it rained all day.

On the sixteenth day, the sea wind was very strong, the waves slammed against the rocks on the shore, and Xiaoqin Island in the distance disappeared in the thick fog.

On the seventeenth day, she still didn't see him. When the assistant appeared behind her, she turned her head excitedly, but was disappointed.

She suddenly found that she seemed to be thinking and looking forward to Officer Lin who had only met a few times and had a meal.

He hasn't shown up for several days. Counting the days, it has been seventeen days since the two met for the first time. Thinking about it...he should have returned to Canada.

Thanks to Xiang from his hometown for the 500 starting coins