After my Ex-Boyfriend’s White Moonlight Proposed to Me

Two people have walked from photography from the A museum of photography, Xie Ning is a unclear and unique artist guide.

He just wants to get rid of the look of the Zhuang Yan, who knows in this exhibition hall, and found that these paintings are just what he likes.

He has slowed down, and an admiring in the past.

Zhuang Yan legs, catching up with him without going back: "The painting of this palace is quite good, do you like?"

Xie Ning nodded.

"This painter should not be big." He said.

Zhuang Yan is curious: "Can you see it?"

Xie Ning was not clearly smiling: "Just guess. His pain is very rich, and many of the content is sky, the pen is hurt, the color is also very bold, the famous painter style will be more stable."

Zhuang Yan hook lipped him: "Powerful."

Xie Ning said that he was so straightforward, and his lips were walked in front of him.

Finally he stopped before a picture.

The painting is a bird that fly fly.

Its wings are sometimes hurt, but they still rush out of the haze of the clouds, flying towards the head of the head.

Zhen Yan finally thought of the tattoo on the Xie Ning wrist.

It is also a bird, of course, the shape is very different, but the feeling of people is very similar.

It is not embarrassing, desire freedom and bright meaning.

Zhuang Yan's gaze is soft and asked softly: "Like this?"

This painting belongs to only exhibitions, not sold, Xie Ning still hesitated, Zhuang Yan has already taken the staff next to the staff.

The staff said if I want to buy, I have to watch the painter himself.

The painter of this pavilist really seems very young as Xie Ning, but Xie Ning still guess.

It is her, not him.

The female painter seems to be two years old than Xie Ning, the long-term clear show, the temperament is very outstanding, and it is a good time.

She thought that it was Xie Ning, and it was difficult to face.

"This painting, my teacher is also very fond of, I am going to give the teacher a gift for the teacher, I am not selling." She apologized to Xie Ning smiled.

Xie Ning flashed a disappointment, but how did he like this picture, and will not won the love of others.

He shook his head: "That is enough."

The female painter said: "There are not many people who like this picture. Most people think that this painting is messy, and the color is not harmonious ... My teacher said so."

Xie Ning wants to think: "But the artistic conception is very good, there is this, other classes don't cover up."

The female painter seems to have smiled: "I can listen to the people so much, my painting is also worth it."

She took Xie Ning to see other paintings: "These are my works, if you like, pick a back, I don't charge your money."

Xie Ning said: "How do you do it.

Both people are learning, talked a few words, and there are a few points of discussing the smell.

Xie Ning thought that there was a self-exhibition in the art exhibition in the art exhibition. It will be more proud of it.

Unexpectedly, I found that her character was gentle, and the eyes were extraordinary but they didn't speak, and the uniqueness of insights did not look

Even Xie Ning is not good at communicating, and I don't know how to talk with her.

Leaning on the door of the door, I can't cough, and interrupt them.

The female painter is consciously turned to see him, a glimpse: "Zhuang Yan ..."? "

Zhuang Yan Wen Yan is also a glimpse, this will look at her appearance, and it is really familiar.

He thought for a long time, finally turned out of a name: "Song Qingqing?"

Song Qingqing smiled generous: "I didn't expect to have a senior school here, I thought the senior is still abroad."

Zhuang Yan should have a sound: "There is not long after the country has just returned."

Song Qingqing is a school girl when I read a book abroad. Because of the same Chinese, the two have a good time, and there is occasionally linked after graduation, but it gradually fell down.

Xie Ning opened his eyes, looked at Song Qingqing, and looked at Zhen Yan, I didn't know how they suddenly got up.

What is the stars before, how can I have a school girl?

Xie Ning was unhappy.

Song Qingqing's eyes also swept away, showing the expression of contemplation: "You are ..."

Zhuang Yan Yan Yang Tickets: "Just is free, come together to look at the exhibition."

Song Qing Qing suddenly.

The two smeared a few old, Zhuang Yan also mentioned the painting: "My friend really likes that."

Song Qingqing hesitated a small meeting.

Zhuang Yan is not anxious, turn to ask Xie Ning: "Cold?"

Xie Ning shook his head: "It's okay."

There are more people in the pavilion, and there is air conditioning, but also warm.

Zhuang extension took the jacket he held into his arms: "Since you don't wear, let me take it."

Xie Ning: "... There is not much more."

Zhuang Yan laughed and laughed.

Song Qingqing thought for a long time, and finally helplessly smiled: "Well, who makes me owe you too much, this picture will send you."

Zhuang Yan's eyebrows: "I can't afford this money."

Song Qingqing: "... I am not now lacking this money."

She turned his head and saw Xie Ning next to it. I thought about it. The eyebrows were slightly moved, and the mouth: "Of course, you have to give money, I don't mind, I need to have a happy Valentine's Day next to the signature. ? "

Zhen Yan smiled: "Both."

Song Qingqing was on the impulse of the eyes and asked Xie Ning's name.

Xie Ning replied: "Thank you, Xie, Anning's Ning."

"Xie Ning?" Song Qingqing wrote this name, I don't think there is.

Zhuang Yan asked: "How, do you know?"

Song Qingqing shook his head.

Zhuang Yan and Xie Ning did not feel that Song Qingqing will know him. Just when she is occasionally listening to a similar name, after all, Xie Ning these two words are not special.

But when I left, Song Qingqing suddenly said: "I think it is!"

Zhuang Yan asked: "What?"

"Xie Ning." Song Qingqing said, "I seem to have listened to Xia Yu aui."

Xie Ningyi.

Song Qingqing took advantage: "Xia Yu Auntie said that she has a son, just called Xie Ning."

She said while she was curious, I watched my eyes.

Xia Jia?

Xie Ning hunted.

He said by Song Qingqing, he also remembered.

In the New Year, Xia Yu once lifted a girl who learned art, but also wanted to arrange them, but was rejected by Xie Ning.

It turns out that she is going to introduce Song Qingqing.

Xie Ning thought that Xia Jia should be dead. I didn't expect that I still saw Song Qingqing.

Listening to Song Qing's tone, the relationship between the two is very familiar, and there should be at least several times.

Also mentioned him ...

Xie Ning's expression slowly cold.

Song Qingqing saw his face is not right, thinking that he is a mistake, smiling, "may also be the same name with the same name."

Xie Ning shook his head: "That is my mother."

Song Qingqing stunned.

Xie Ning did not look at her, and I will go to the hands of the fortress.

His palm made a little sweat, and it was bleged.

Zhuang Yan, this person has a slight cleansing, Xie Ning is afraid that he is uncomfortable, just pulling it.

Who knows the contrary to be deducted by Zhuang Yan.

It seems that Xie Ning didn't want to mention this topic. Zhuang Yan is holding his hand, and the Song Qingqing smashed: "Let's go first."

The art C is the exhibition hall of the sculpture, and there is a long aisle in the middle.

I don't know if it is the reason for the terrain, the wind is very big, Xie Ning has hit it, and the back is a sink.

Zhuang Yan didn't know when to put coats on him.

"Thirsty?" Zhuang Yan asked.

Xie Ning shook his head: "OK."

Say that when passing through the vending machine, Zhuang Yan still bought a bottle of drink, afraid that he will wait for half thirsty.

Zhuang Yanshou asked: "What are you thinking?"

Xie Ning's consciously replied: "I want Song Qingqing."

It is a glimpse of two people.

Zhuang Yan raised her eyebrows to see him: "I miss her?"

It is uncomfortable.

Xie Ning thought of Song Qingqing, the Song Qing, who had just met, the head is not very comfortable.

This time isn't because she is a solemn school girl, but because she mentioned the summer.

But these are unhappy, he is not willing to mention more before the Zhuang Lee, I want to think, ask: "I miss you how to change my idea, willing to sell our paintings."

Zhuang Yan's look is slightly better: "This, I used to study abroad, and I have a school. At that time, the treatment of Chinese abroad was not good. She is a girl, there is no experience, almost being cheated."

"I saw her a compatriots, I helped him a few times." Zhuang Yanzhi said, "Later, her courses had a problem, and if she was smashed, she had got a college. Recommended letters, can't go out, and I have helped me. "

In this way, Zhuang Yan only wants to draw her, it is really not difficult.

Xie Ning smiled: "You have always been very good."

It seems that I like to listen to Xie Ning so much to evaluate him.

In fact, in the past, Song Qing's sunny and one person, suddenly met Zhuang Yan, a person who was handsome and handsome and she took a few hands, saying that there is no heart.

It's just that I didn't have this meaning later, and I slowly put a moment of heart.

Zhuang Yan naturally notes, but these things will not be exported in front of Xie Ning.

Such a big art exhibition, all of the two people have a thin sweat when they are all over.

"Time is not early." Zhuang Yan said, "It is estimated that go home is too late to cook, today is eating outside?"

Xie Ning looked at the watch, although it was 5 o'clock, but it was not too late.

Zhuang Yan quickly said: "I am a little tired, I don't want to cook."

"Ah." Xie Ning listened, no doubt there, "then eat outside."

Zhuang Yan also laughed and laughed and launched the car.

If Zhuang Yan is ready, today's dinner has to be carefully arranged, what rotates the restaurant, candlelight dinner is less.

However, the temporary order is definitely difficult to get on the day. It is only a couple's package to eat a couple in the position of Xie Ning.

When the waiter criticized, looked at the two, hesitated and asked: "Do you have a couple?"

Xie Ning looked at the past.

The waiter is busy explaining: "It's like this, today Valentine's Day, if you are a dining, there is a half discount."

Xie Ningyi, I haven't come to talk, I have listened to the vermilion of his hand, confirmed: "Yes, we are a couple."

The waiter nodded and made a tag on the bill.

Xie Ning looked at the back of the waiter left, Zhang Zhang Zhang.

Half, he still didn't open the people, like the default, Zhuang Yan.