Cultural relic restorer x cultural relic collector
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Liu Nan, a young and promising top cultural relic restorer, went abroad to work but unexpectedly disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown.
Everyone is sighing, just thinking that God is jealous of the talented person.
Others just have one more chat, but Willow Ye has one more nightmare.
Only she knows,
My sister's heart.
Lin Ciyu was a proud son of heaven since he was born.
He feels that if he has money, everything is his and no one can match it.
He loves antiques, loves antiques,
Love their coldness and nobility, love their beauty, and even more love the feeling of being able to control them in his hands.
He could easily play with such a noble item, so what else could he not get?
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The luxury cruise ship was bobbing on the sea,
The golden sunset reflects dazzling light from the iron railings,
on deck,
Liu Ye's sweaty hand was caught by Lin Ciyu,
The man's voice was low and deep, and as ethereal as the floating waves, looming,
There is a hint of irresistible pleading in the toughness:
"Don't go, okay?"
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It's raining heavily,
The rain washed away the paint-peeling roof of the temple, pat, pat, falling on the bluestone floor, making a light sound.
That is the note of fate, the battle between life and death,
A young man who has never believed in gods and Buddhas, a man who has always advocated interests,
Kneel before the Buddha for a long time,
longing for atonement,
longing for the gods to forgive him for his blasphemy,
Longing for the gods, for the one who pulled him out of the abyss,
A constant light.
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Reading guide:
1. See Chapter 1 for details.
2. Knowledge about cultural relic restoration comes from the Internet
Intention: I am kind in my heart, and even though I died nine times, I still have no regrets.