Back in her hotel room, Luo Qianqian opened the window and watched the figures of people walking away on the street outside.
Perhaps sensing her gaze, Gu Yunche turned around and waved.
Luo Qianqian waved back. Although she felt disappointed and sad to see him today, joy ultimately outweighed everything.
She closed the window and drew the curtains only after he disappeared at the end of the street.
After washing up, I saw the gift box I brought back from the coffee shop and carefully opened it.
Inside the box was a painting depicting the scenery of the Bay of Saint-Malo, rendered with a delicate style comparable to that of a famous master painter.
She touched the painting with great affection, and the scene of him painting in the bay involuntarily appeared in her mind, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.
Her disappointment today ultimately stemmed from her own greed; she wanted more from him, for him to get closer to her.
In the end, she was disappointed and sad, and he also had the idea of cutting off all contact with her.
She studied a painting carefully for over an hour before reluctantly putting it down.
Her phone rang, and she picked it up to reply to the message. She then opened her photo album and paused for a moment.
I took some landscape photos in the bay in the afternoon, but the last one was of him.
At that moment, because she saw him in the camera lens, her hand trembled and she dropped her phone. She didn't expect to have taken a picture of him.
Although the photo wasn't particularly clear, and the composition wasn't even the best.
However, this photo is extremely precious.
She stared at it for a long time, then opened WeChat and sent a message.
[The painting you sent is beautiful, did you paint it?]
[Okay.] Gu Yunche replied, then sent another message: [I'll pick you up tomorrow.]
Luo Qianqian couldn't hide her smile as she returned the message.
[good. ]
After two days of travel, she fell asleep and slept until morning. After washing up and drawing back the curtains, she saw that the person who had left the night before was already downstairs.
She quickly packed her things, slung her bag over her shoulder, and rushed downstairs.
"How long have you been here?"
"Just arrived." Gu Yunche smiled.
Luo Qianqian tidied her hair and said with a smile.
"Thank you for your hard work today, Guide Gu."
Gu Yunche chuckled, took her to a place for breakfast, and then showed her some interesting places in the old town.
Before they knew it, it was afternoon. After having lunch, the two rested in the sun in the square near the bay.
In one corner of the square, a street band is performing romantic and tender French love songs.
When the song ended, Luo Qianqian took out the money she had given as a tip, walked over and chatted with the band members for a few minutes, and asked to borrow their instruments.
Then, he walked back to Gu Yunche and reached out his hand.
"Take out your phone."
Gu Yunche took out his phone and placed it in her hand.
"What are you going to do?"
Luo Qianqian switched her phone to camera mode and said.
"You gave me a painting as a thank you gift, and I'll return the favor with a song."
"A song?" Gu Yunche raised an eyebrow.
Luo Qianqian smiled confidently and handed him the adjusted phone.
"The song I wrote is the only one of its kind in the whole world."
After speaking, he walked over to the band's electronic piano, sat down, took a deep breath to forget the noise around him, and devoted himself to the creative process.
Gu Yunche took a picture of the girl sitting in front of the electronic piano with his phone. The sunlight shone on the short-haired girl, making her look warm and dazzling.
The girl's slender fingers moved slowly across the piano keys, and melodious, upbeat music flowed out, attracting him and passersby alike.
Her fingers struck one note after another on the piano, and suddenly... they struck his heart as well.
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