"Then how long do you plan to be gone?" After a long silence, Lan Tian spoke.
How long will it take? Lan Xiaolan really didn't know how to answer her father's question.
No one has ever conducted archaeological research in the cemetery of living people in Country E, and she is the first person in the world.
She only had a general understanding of the social environment of Country E, but she had never been to the Cemetery of the Living and had no idea what the exact environment inside was like.
So when will she be able to come back? She couldn't give her father a definite answer.
"About three years."
"You must come back safely!"
"Yeah, don't worry, Dad."
"Although the current communication equipment in Country E is not particularly advanced, I will submit my academic reports to China regularly."
"So I will always keep in touch with Professor Bai, don't worry, Dad."
The two remained silent. Although Lan Xiaolan said this, he was still very worried.
Because he is in China, he can call his daughter at any time. Even if he is busy and cannot reply to calls and text messages immediately, at least he can contact his daughter.
But when I arrived in Country E, the environment was still so harsh that it was not easy to contact my daughter.
"Can I still call you then?"
Lan Xiaolan pursed her lips, lowered her head, and didn't dare to speak.
"Only the embassy's phone number can directly contact us back home."
"Dad, I will go to the embassy every month and call you." Lan Xiaolan squinted her eyes and smiled with her head tilted.
But Lan Tian still looked worried and melancholy.
Lan Xiaolan stood up, walked behind her father, put her hands on his shoulders and said coquettishly, "Oh, Dad. I'm doing academic research for my doctorate, not going to the battlefield to kill the enemy. It's not as complicated as you think."
"Just treat it as your daughter and go study abroad for a few years, that would be all right."
Lan Xiaolan's repeated calls of "Dad" made Lan Tian feel so relaxed that his tone of voice softened a lot.
"How can this be the same? Others go to study abroad in places like England or France, but what are you going to? A slum? Or a refugee camp after a civil war?"
Lan Xiaolan pouted and raised her eyebrows in disagreement: "The place I'm going to is not a refugee camp. The Living Cemetery is a place used for graves in this country and region."
"There may be more dead than living people there, and there has never been a war there. It is not a place that profit-seeking people would fight over."
"I've thought about all this, Dad..." Lan Xiaolan shook her father's shoulders and begged coquettishly, "Dad... just agree. I really can take good care of myself."
“Dad…Dad…”
"Okay! Okay!" Lan Tian raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender. As long as his daughter started to act coquettishly, he would be completely helpless.
In fact, Lan Tian knew that his daughter loved and cherished her current career and job very much. Perhaps in the eyes of others, conducting research in ancient tombs was a dirty and disgusting job.
But in Lan Xiaolan's eyes, this is a great career. Every time she mentions her work, her daughter's eyes are full of light.
As a father, how can I let the light in my daughter's eyes go out?
"Okay! My dear daughter! My dear ancestor! Dad agrees. I'll sign it right now..."
Lan Tian touched his pocket: "But where is my pen?" He was not pretending, he really had no love.
"Uncle, I have it." Ren Tingxi took out the pen he always carried with him from his pocket.
Because he may need to modify drawings or a few documents at any time and anywhere, he always carries a signature pen with him.
"Okay, okay, thank you." Lan Tian said, but he glared at Ren Tingxi. How could he find the pen so quickly?
If I sign the consent form one second later, my daughter will leave me one second later.
Lan Xiaolan was indeed very satisfied with Ren Tingxi's gesture of handing her the pen. Behind Lan Tian, she gave him a thumbs up.
Lan Tian used his pen to find the place to sign the consent form, closed his eyes, and signed his name in two quick strokes.
"Thank you, Dad. I love you so much." Lan Xiaolan couldn't help being excited. She hugged Lan Tian's head and kissed her father on the head with a "bo" sound.
Ren Tingxi couldn't help laughing when he saw her naughty look.
"Oh my, you're already in your thirties and you're still kissing me. I'm your dad, a grown man, aren't you ashamed?"
"A daughter kissing her father, what's there to be ashamed of? And I've already said, I'm only 31. I'm not much older, okay? You always make me sound so old."
"Yeah, yeah, my daughter is always 18. No, she's always 8. She always looks like she's never grown up."
Lan Xiaolan made a face and contentedly put away her father's consent letter, feeling happy in her heart.
Lan Tian really felt empty inside. Although he agreed to let his daughter go to Country E, he was still worried.
Of course, Lan Tian was not the only one who was worried about her. There was also Ren Tingxi who was sitting opposite him with a calm face.
Lan Xiaolan was going abroad, especially to such a backward and dangerous country, so Ren Tingxi naturally felt uneasy.
But she went here to complete her doctoral studies and to fulfill her dream. What's more, her father, the only person who could possibly stop her from going, also agreed.
What can he, as her ex-boyfriend, say?
He knew that he had no more right than Lan Tian to say no to Lan Xiaolan on this matter!
That's why he handed the pen to Lan Tian as if it was a matter of course.
Lan Tian picked up the bowl, filled it with seafood fried rice, and placed it in front of Lan Xiaolan: "This fried rice is still hot, eat more."
In front of Lan Xiaolan, there was a bowl of soup made by Ren Tingxi himself and a bowl of rice served by his father himself.
Now she feels that she is the luckiest and happiest woman in the world.
A warm feeling passed through my heart, and I felt very touched.
This Mid-Autumn Festival meal was both joyful and thrilling.
"Now that you've finished eating, take a rest here first. I still need to go over and say hello to your Uncle Liu before leaving."
After saying that, Lan Tian turned around and left.
Now, only Ren Tingxi and Lan Xiaolan were left in the corner of the balcony.
Lan Xiaolan was full and felt very satisfied. It had been a long time since she had enjoyed a meal so much as she did today.
She stood up and walked to the fence near the sea. She put her hands on the wall, closed her eyes and felt the smell of the sea.
The sea breeze gently brushes across your cheeks, bringing a touch of coolness and moisture. It is like a gentle hug, making you feel comfortable and relaxed.
The waves hit the shore, making crisp sounds, as if playing a natural symphony.
Suddenly, a strong and warm arm hugged her from behind.
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