Chapter 70 Iceland First Day
On the second day in London, Zhou Qingti still didn’t see the sun. It turned out that he hadn’t seen the sun for a week. No wonder people in Northern Europe are prone to depression.
Too little sunshine, and I’m in a bad mood.
Today's itinerary is to go to the British Museum.
The British Museum is very large and contains many cultural relics from China. All Chinese people know where they came from.
"Let's go see the Chinese cultural relics first," said Lu Yanzhi.
Exhibition Hall 33, the Chinese Cultural Relics Hall, houses a two-story marble statue of Amitabha Buddha from the Chongguang Temple in the Sui Dynasty.
There is also a huge colored porcelain Maitreya Buddha statue from the Ming Dynasty, and even the treasure of the museum is a large tripod with cloud and dragon patterns from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty.
Zhou Qingti carefully looked at countless pieces of Tang Sancai porcelain one by one in silence.
The exhibits in the Chinese Cultural Relics Hall are divided by era. From more than 5,000 years ago to the founding of New China, the cultural relics in the British Museum span the entire history of the Chinese nation.
When Zhou Qingti saw the bronze ware from the Shang Dynasty, he couldn't help crying. The things of their ancestors from thousands of years ago were exhibited in a foreign country, and they had to pay to see them.
What kind of robbery was this? Lu Yanzhi didn't expect Zhou Qingti to react so strongly, and hurriedly comforted her: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Let's stop watching and go back to rest."
Zhou Qingti was reluctant to leave and continued to watch while wiping her tears. Others might have thought she was sick.
An entire wall of display cases was filled with Chinese cultural relics of all sizes, so many that Zhou Qingti thought he was shopping.
She felt angry and sad. Lu Yanzhi held her hand silently, and he felt uncomfortable too.
As many as 1.64 million Chinese cultural relics have been lost abroad and are collected by 47 museums around the world.
The British Museum holds the largest collection of lost Chinese cultural relics, with over 23,000 pieces currently on permanent display, representing approximately 2,000. These collections encompass the entire spectrum of Chinese art, spanning the entirety of Chinese history, including engraved calligraphy and painting, jade, bronze, pottery, and jewelry.
After watching it, Zhou Qingti had cried so hard that she had soaked a pack of tissues. Lu Yanzhi hugged her and walked out of the museum.
"Let's go back to the hotel and rest."
Zhou Qingti followed him back to the hotel and started crying again as soon as she entered the room. Lu Yanzhi hugged her with heartache and said he shouldn't have taken her to the museum.
"Don't be sad." Lu Yanzhi patted her back gently. He didn't know how to comfort her.
"I don't want to play in London anymore." Zhou Qingti's muffled voice came from his arms.
"Are you planning to return home? Your flight is in four days, so why don't you stay in the hotel for three days?"
Zhou Qingti was a little angry: "I don't want it."
"Be good and don't make trouble."
"Why am I making a fuss? I just don't like England now." Zhou Qingti pushed him away and sat at the end of the bed.
Lu Yanzhi sat down next to her and tried to reason with her: "That was all in the past. Our country is strong now, and it's different from before. They don't dare to bully us now."
Zhou Qingti was so angry that he didn't listen to his advice. He just opened the ticket purchasing app and looked at the tickets.
Lu Yanzhi took her phone away: "Rest first, we'll talk tomorrow."
Zhou Qingti tried to snatch it, but Lu Yanzhi refused to give it to her. She was so angry that she hit him with her hand.
"I hate you."
Lu Yanzhi reached out and hugged her: "Calm down. If you don't want to play in London, do you want to go to Iceland? Didn't you say you liked Iceland before?"
Zhou Qingti stopped and asked: "Isn't Iceland very cold now?"
Seeing that her attention had finally been diverted, Lu Yanzhi breathed a sigh of relief: "Yeah, didn't you say before that you like extremes?"
Zhou Qingti's dark eyes rolled: "That's not impossible."
Lu Yanzhi tapped her forehead: "Then let me check the plane tickets and hotel. Let's go tomorrow?"
"good."
Soon, Lu Yanzhi got everything done, and Zhou Qingti went to wash up with peace of mind.
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When Zhou Qingti opened his eyes the next day and thought about what happened yesterday, he felt a little embarrassed.
She was too emotional yesterday, but Lu Yanzhi remained calm and comforted her.
Looking at Lu Yanzhi's back as he brushed his teeth, she got off the bed, hugged his waist from behind, and apologized to him softly: "I was wrong yesterday. I was too emotional. I'm sorry."
Lu Yanzhi placed one hand on her hands that were wrapped around his lower abdomen and patted them twice: "It's okay."
"Let's wash up quickly and go. Wear more clothes. Iceland is colder than here."
Zhou Qingti let him go. He had already squeezed the toothpaste for her. The two of them stood in front of the mirror and looked at each other brushing their teeth. Suddenly, they felt a little funny.
Zhou Qingti couldn't help but burst out laughing, and the toothpaste foam sprayed on the mirror.
Lu Yanzhi also laughed. This was the childish side of lovers.
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The plane landed in Reykjavik, Iceland. The cold wind was howling. Lu Yanzhi had already rented a car and was ready for a self-driving tour.
Zhou Qingti understood what it meant to have a vast land and a sparse population. Looking around, there were only three or two houses.
There was withered yellow grass on the plain, and the sunlight shining on it turned it golden.
A stream more than one meter wide was gurgling, and Zhou Qingti felt that the sound was very healing.
The next day, they went glacier hiking, and Zhou Qingti was wrapped up like a bear.
Walking across a rocky beach, Lu Yanzhi held her hand. In front of them was the glacier of an icy lake. Water flowed over the rocks, forming a layer of transparent crystal.
Everywhere you look and under your feet are blue and white glaciers. "It's like a different world," said Zhou Qingti.
"We are together in another world too."
The local guide also took them to a cave, which was also covered by glaciers. It seemed like they were in sky blue crystal. Zhou Qingti took pictures with his camera.
Her phone was frozen and went into hibernation.
The depths of the cave were dark and a bit scary, and it felt like some unknown creature would appear in the next second.
Zhou Qingti followed Lu Yanzhi closely, and he also put his arm around her.
After the hike, Zhou Qingti lay on the bed fiddling with her camera while Lu Yanzhi gave her a massage.
"Everything we filmed can be edited into a vlog. It's all wonderful memories."
"I'll do whatever you say." Lu Yanzhi put his hands on her waist.
Zhou Qingti rolled over to avoid his big hand, "Let me massage your shoulders."
She was afraid that Lu Yanzhi would not be able to resist and would take her to exercise again.
She is tired.
Lu Yanzhi lay down obediently, and Zhou Qingti sat on him to help him relax his shoulders and neck.
Zhou Qingti had small hands, so it was very difficult for her to pinch the iron. After just a few presses, she started to cry out that her hands were sore and she didn't want to pinch anymore.
Lu Yanzhi thought she was funny, turned over and lay down, holding her in his arms.
He put his left hand around her waist and squeezed her soft palm with his right hand: "Are you tired after just two strokes? Do you get tired so easily in bed?"
His words were full of ambiguity. Zhou Qingti blushed and retorted, "No."
Lu Yanzhi began to recreate the scene: "Who was it that was shouting no every day, saying enough is enough?"
Zhou Qingti hit him on the chest: "You're a hooligan."
Lu Yanzhi chuckled: "Are you being a hooligan to your wife?"
In November, the nights in Iceland are long and the days are short, with only eight hours of daylight.
They spend a lot of time in warm houses.
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