Xujiahui, a magnificent villa group, shrouded by the sunset, these buildings with vicissitudes of vicissitudes are filled with a dusky feeling like the afterglow of the sunset, like an old photo, with too many traces of precipitation.

Liu Yang was sitting on the swing under the grape trellis, his figure was stretched long by the sun, reflected on the grass in the villa, extending to the wall on the other side, revealing a bit of loneliness and ancient feeling.

There seemed to be a whispering sound in my ears, and the moving voice was like a sound of nature. This was a voice that Liu Yang had never heard before, and it was even more vaguely pity and sweetness.

A woman's figure appeared in his heart, with long hair scattered on his back, a fancy home clothes on his body, and the quietness and tenderness made Liu Yang become obsessed for a moment.

This memory belongs to his mother. The angelic woman left many memories in Liu Yang's heart, both in her past and present life. In his heart, no woman can surpass this beauty because she carries the light of her motherhood.

The swing gently swung, and Liu Yang sang gently according to the song in his memory. At this moment, it was like the beautiful and gentle woman standing in front of him again, touching him and crying.

Never before, he remembered his parents in this life, which was at least a thought for him. It was impossible for the parents in the previous life to meet again. He overlapped the parents of these two lives and turned them into one person.

No matter what, he has to find his parents. Even if they are stopped because of something, he must rely on his own efforts to find them back. Even if they are really no longer alive, he must find their bodies.

Filial piety is the first priority for all virtues, one day is the son, and one life is the son. This kind of family affection cannot be given up.

Just leaning on the swing rack like that, Liu Yang had never felt so relaxed, as if everything had left him, and he returned to the past, the child who protected his parents' wings slowly fell asleep.

In fact, in his heart, he was still a little regretful, that was, before saying goodbye to Wang Qiong, this woman gave him great help, and it was the first woman who aroused the beautiful things in his heart, so that he would never forget.

The sunset disappeared, and the sky gradually darkened. I don’t know how long it took, but when Liu Yang woke up again, he was awakened by the prompt sound on his brain.

After clicking on the communication, Wang Qiong's soft voice sounded, just like the faint fragrance of lotus flowers floating over the backyard: "Liu Yang, is it you?"

"Wang Qiong? How do you know my contact information?" Liu Yang asked in surprise.

"I'm also saying that you left the shelter and didn't tell me. If Wu Jian hadn't informed me, I really didn't know that you were leaving. But I'm happy for you and it's a good thing to find a job that suits you. Men always have to make money on their own hands to support themselves. You are still young and it's really not a good thing to be in the shelter all day."

Wang Qiong spoke with a faint sense of anger, but the feeling of relief could not be hidden. It was obvious that she was really happy about Liu Yang's transformation.

"Yes, actually, I went back to the shelter today. I originally wanted to meet you and ask you out for a meal or something, but you didn't go to work, so we didn't meet."

Liu Yang said with a smile, but his body swayed a few times. Looking at the courtyard covered by darkness, my longing for my parents in this life slowly faded away and was hidden in the corner of my heart.

"You did it on purpose. How could you see me even though you knew I wasn't working today? If you really have this intention, you can call me first."

The anger in Wang Qiong's plain voice became stronger and stronger.

"Yes, you're right. I promise to learn from the lessons. I'll ask you to come out and have a meal and watch a movie in two days. I'm afraid that you won't give me face at that time, and you will always find too many excuses to swear me."

Liu Yang said with a smile. For an otaku like him, if his heartbeat develops for the first time, it would be possible that Wang Qiong would become a girlfriend.

This woman warmed his heart and knew her character even more, so for him, it was really appropriate to find such a girlfriend.

Wang Qiong spat softly: "You haven't tried it, how do you know I'll refuse?"

Liu Yang suddenly sat upright. There was too much information in this sentence, and it seemed that she didn't hate Liu Yang very much. This is a good sign.

"Then I understand. Anyway, I know in my heart that you will always look to me, because you once said that you will protect me, and I will definitely protect you too. This feeling of supporting each other is really good."

These words were filled with a sense of shamelessness. For a pure and gentle woman like Wang Qiong, she couldn't stand it. She yelled again: "What are you talking nonsense? You're really not serious."

After saying that, she cut off the contact.

Liu Yang looked down at the light on his wrist flashing in the darkness, and his mouth couldn't help but grin. For him, who had never experienced a woman, this smell seemed to have a bit of the legendary feeling of love.

But he had this feeling, but I just don’t know if Wang Qiong had this feeling. If she didn’t, it would be really hot.

But the next moment, he straightened his chest. Even if he was just one head hot, it might not be impossible to develop into two head hot. Women have to chase them, and this is the direction he will work hard for the next step.

When he thought of this, he exhaled, stood up slowly, and walked towards the villa.

Everything that was placed in the homeless man's shelter was moved here, but there were not many, just a few pieces of clothes. Liu Yang in this life was really a pure and innocent person.

Fortunately, this set of things are stored in the villa of my parents, especially the books in the study room, which are quite rich. Although many of them are not paper, they are also considered modern antiquities. There are no written books in this era.

Next, he will prepare for the appraiser competition next month, so Liu Yang has to make some preparations in advance. In addition, Hua Yuying has also arranged a task for him to translate "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" into the text of this life.

A thousand years ago, I don’t know how many versions of the movie and TV series were made, so he was so familiar with it.

Sitting in the study, Liu Yang was searching for information on his brain. It was also very beneficial to learn more about modern antiquities for participating in the competition. After all, there was a gap in his life of a thousand years.

At the same time, he began to input the text of the book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" into Guangming.

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Such days continued after Liu Yang went to work. For him, he was not very tired at work. However, he learned to identify antiquities. Every time he saw something familiar, he would not say it directly, but deliberately check the information and took some time.

He was really forced too hard by Liang Song when he was working but not working hard. The old man was a standard workaholic. Except for the first day, he introduced Liu Yang to all the staff of Chunyangli Exchange, he was the rest of the time to identify antiquities.

It's like this every day, no one can stand it.

But even so, Liu Yang identified a total of twenty-five things in the next week, with an average of five every day. This efficiency has made Yanhuang's senior appraisers feel a little stunned.

In their opinion, without a certain foundation, it would be good to be able to identify an antique in one day. Originally, Yan Huang's appraisers were not convinced by Liu Yang's joining. After all, he was too young and not enough to convince the public. But after this, most appraisers began to show goodwill to him.

If he can get along well with the knowledge and level of knowledge he shows, he can learn a lot. Such a person is a good teacher and friend of every appraiser.

On this day, Liu Yang's office was finally renovated. Although the entire office was only about 40 square meters, the decoration style was as he had asked himself, so even the details were no different from a thousand years ago.

This office is also connected to a balcony, which is what Liu Yang asked for. He likes the sun very much, especially in the morning, sitting behind the desk, the sun shines on his body through the glass window. Even if there is a burning feeling, it makes him feel a sense of peace that he has never felt before.

At this time, in the office, Liang Song touched his stomach and turned around again and again, his eyes not missing every detail. He also patted his thighs from time to time while walking.

Liu Yang sat on the sofa, looking at him helplessly, not knowing what he was studying.

"Oh, Teacher Xiao Liu is indeed a real big appraiser. This kind of detailed processing method is quite consistent with the ancient style described in the information. Without a certain background, you really can't do this. I think in the country, no one can do this in retro things, which has taught me too much."

Liang Song patted his thighs and finally stood in front of Liu Yang, saying with some sigh.

Just as Liu Yang was about to speak, Liang Song's brain rang out. He picked it up and muttered for a long time, his face exuded a little helpless.

It was not until he cut off the contact that he slapped his thigh and said, "It's really troublesome. We can't even be busy with our own affairs and have to help others. Moreover, this is too worthy of me. Even the three senior appraisers didn't understand it. I guess the same is true if I went."

Liu Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at him, somewhat puzzled. Liang Song looked at him, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then slowly sat next to him, and approached him with a little bit of affair. He smiled dryly and said, "Teacher Xiao Liu, discuss something with you. The call for help from the director of Jiaxiao Research Institute just now. This person used to be the assistant of an old friend of mine. Now he opened an antique research institute by himself. He received an antique two days ago. No one knew them in the entire research institute. Later, he hired several intermediate appraisers and senior appraisers to identify them, but no one knew them. Then he found me through relationships. Why don't you go for me? I'm not sure."
Chapter completed!