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When Mo Zhaoyun came out of the bathroom, he saw Gong Wan’er sitting blankly on the bed, thinking about something.

"What's wrong?" He sat on the ground beside Gong Wan’er and wrapped his arms around her shoulders as he asked gently.

Gong Wan’er raised his head and looked at Mo Zhaoyun, then said: "Bei Bei just told me a piece of heavyweight news."

"What?"

"Summoning Yun, do you know of the International Federation of Photographic Arts?"

Mo Zhaoyun thought for a while, then nodded as if he had heard Gong Wan’er mention it before.

"It has recently organized a photographic competition with very high specifications." Gong Wan’er said with a happy expression.

Mo Zhaoyun immediately knew of Gong Wan’er's thoughts, and asked: "You want to participate?"

"I do want to, but with my level, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach such a large platform." This was the reason why Gong Wan’er was worried.

Mo Zhaoyun turned Gong Wan’er's face, making her look at him, and said: "Evening, you want to try. I'll find you some information tomorrow. "

"But …" Gong Wan’er hesitated.

"No buts, I believe you." With that, Mo Zhaoyun smiled at Gong Wan’er.

Gong Wan’er ignored him and crawled back into the blanket. He did not want to talk, and he did not want to face Mo Zhaoyun.

Mo Zhaoyun looked at Gong Wan’er lovingly in the blanket and shook his head with a smile. He also crawled into the blanket and hugged Gong Wan’er.

Very quickly, Mo Zhaoyun fell asleep.

Gong Wan’er slowly lifted the blanket and got off the bed, walking towards the balcony.

The breeze woke her up, and she began to think about what had happened in college.

She remembered being recruited to the Photography Association as soon as she entered college. The association was very free, but they would organize a gathering every week. At this time, Gong Wan’er was the most active, even when she had other things to do, she would push it away.

Once, the association went to the top of a mountain, the scenery was very beautiful, the sky was blue, the wind eroded the big stone, and below the foot seemed to be an endless mountain forest, and one could vaguely see the farmhouse.

She stood on a rock, picked up the camera, and caught a beautiful moment. Seeing the picture in the camera, although still lacking, she felt as if she had placed beauty in her palm and infused it into her own world.

After that, she would go to every photographic exhibition in the city as much as she could, and she would compete in all sorts of competitions, and from time to time she would go out and move between the cities and the crowds, just to find what she thought was beautiful, and then she would take a camera and film it and freeze it.

I remember once when she went out to pick up the wind, she accidentally sprained her foot. When Liu Beibei said she was, she also laughed and said that it didn't matter. After being injured for a hundred days, Gong Wan’er finally stopped for a period of time. Without the help of photography, she felt that even sleeping and eating was difficult for her, and the sky seemed to be falling.

After getting married, other than going to one or two photographic shows, Gong Wan’er had almost forgotten about it.

She went into her bedroom and took out her cell phone. Returning to the balcony, she turned on the camera on her cell phone and held it up, patting the distant building that was enveloped in morning light.

She discovered how marvelous this feeling was. The morning light on the photo seemed to shine into her eyes, guiding her in a clear path.

At this time, Gong Wan’er smiled, smiling even more happily.

Suddenly, Gong Wan’er felt someone hugging her from the back, it was definitely Mo Zhaoyun.

"Evening, you took a beautiful photo." Mo Zhaoyun praised.

What Gong Wan’er didn't know was that when she woke up, Mo Zhaoyun had also woken up. He laid on the bed and lied on his side. He watched Gong Wan’er daydreaming on the balcony and she giggling foolishly. After that, when Gong Wan’er took his phone and walked out, he also got off the bed and stood behind Gong Wan’er.

He looked at Gong Wan’er, who was seriously looking for an angle and changing the topic, and had a feeling that he, himself, had become even younger. He clearly realized that it had been a long time since he last saw such a Gong Wan’er. Such focus, such beauty, such a Gong Wan’er that brought about such radiance.

Gong Wan’er laughed, looking at the photo on his phone, he seemed to have made a huge decision, and said: "Summoning Yun, I am going to participate in that competition. Regardless of whether it is successful or not, I will give it a try. "

Even if it was for the sake of sincerity, even if it was for the sake of the highest respect for photography, even if it was just to take a walk.

As long as they went, they would not be cheated of their love for photography.

"Alright, I give my full support." Mo Zhaoyun said softly, hugging Gong Wan’er even more tightly.

The morning light rose even higher and slowly shined on Gong Wan’er and Mo Zhaoyun's bodies.

"Go back to sleep?" Mo Zhaoyun said lazily.

Gong Wan’er nodded. Once she thought through this matter, she would probably be able to peacefully sleep.

In the next second, Mo Zhaoyun carried Gong Wan’er and headed into the bedroom.

Very quickly, Gong Wan’er nestled into Mo Zhaoyun's embrace and fell asleep.

When Gong Wan’er woke up, Mo Zhaoyun was no longer by his side. She happily got up from bed, and while he was eating breakfast, he called Liu Beibei.

"Bei Bei, I want to participate in that competition. Quickly send me the registration form."

Liu Beibei seemed to have guessed that Gong Wan’er would make such a decision, she laughed and said: "I knew it, I had already sent it to you, remember to fill it up earlier. After filling out the registration form, you have to submit your work for the competition within half a month, which means that you only have half a month. "

"I see. "Also, Bebe, stay with me for the next half month." Gong Wan’er drank a mouthful of milk and pleaded.

"I'm not accompanying you!"

"Bebe …"

"Don't you have your CEO?"

"Didn't he have to go to work?"

"Then I don't want to work?"

"You don't have much to do at work, but he does."

After Gong Wan’er finished speaking, it took a long time for him to hear a response from Liu Beibei. All she did was shout, "Bebe, are you still here?"

"I'm sorry, but the owner of the phone you dialed has already been angered to death by you. Please call again after a century."

After hearing that, Gong Wan’er heard a "doo doo doo doo doo" sound. After finishing her meal, she rushed to Miyagi.

As soon as she entered the office, she noticed that something was wrong with her office. She stepped back and looked at the sign on the wall.

"It's indeed my office."

Gong Wan’er muttered as he walked into the office once again. The office looked as if it had been renovated, and there were a lot of picture frames hanging on the walls. As she approached one of them, she saw that it wasn't a painting, but a photograph, and she seemed to have seen it before.

She stood thinking about it for a long time before she remembered. She pointed to the photo and said, "Right, this is an international photography master's work!"

She looked around and saw that each photo had its own characteristic, almost the highest level.

Coincidentally, Gong Jiande walked in.

"Dad, did you do this?" Gong Wan’er asked curiously.

"It's not me, it should be Summoning Yun. He asked me this morning if I could change your office. I thought you wanted to change your style. In a few hours, he will be done with it.

With that, Gong Jiande patted Gong Wan’er's shoulders and walked out.

"Summon Yun?"

Gong Wan’er muttered as he slowly walked to the side of the seat and sat down in a daze. However, just as she sat down, she saw a black bag on the table.

Gong Wan’er opened it and found a camera inside. She recognized this camera. It was the newest one. When she first came out, she wanted to buy it, but there were a lot of things on her mind at that time. She didn't think that …

Overjoyed, she began to fiddle with her new camera. Inadvertently, she discovered that there was a memo beside her. When she picked it up, she saw that it was written in familiar Mo Zhaoyun's handwriting, which said "A beauty smiles and wins at countless times in the world".

It was written: Love Your Summoning.

Holding the note, Gong Wan’er looked at every word on it seriously, and his eyes started to blur.

She quickly picked up her phone and called Mo Zhaoyun. Very quickly, the call was connected, and Mo Zhaoyun's voice came out of the phone: "Evening, we're at the office?"

Hearing Mo Zhaoyun's gentle voice, Gong Wan’er was even more touched, and couldn't even speak properly.

As if sensing Gong Wan’er's emotions, Mo Zhaoyun asked with a smile: "What's wrong? Our family's little lazy pig is too touched? "

Gong Wan’er laughed, and the tears in his eyes finally fell. She said in a tearful voice, "You're too bad!"

Actually, she wanted to say, Mo Zhaoyun, how can you be so good? Familiar with all of her preferences, can also arrange everything for her, not only her pillow next to the person, but also the details of taking care of her.

Mo Zhaoyun laughed as if he was doting on his.

"If I didn't get the prize, would I have let you down by doing all this?" Gong Wan’er asked while wiping her tears.

"No, no pressure. If you don't get the award, your husband will give you one! "

Hearing this, Gong Wan’er could not help but smile bitterly.

Not wanting to let Mo Zhaoyun know that he was in a sorry state, after saying a few more words, Gong Wan’er hung up.

In the following time, Gong Wan’er was still unable to calm his heart as he watched the minutes pass, and for the first time, he felt as if every day was as long as a year.

Therefore, when the pointer pointed out that it was time to get off work, Gong Wan’er carried his bag that he had already packed and rushed out of the office.

Even though Liu Beibei was unwilling, she still came to the place Gong Wan’er mentioned, a dilapidated old alley.

"You brought me here?" Liu Beibei stood at the mouth of the alley and asked with a look of disbelief. In her opinion, nothing in this old alley could be considered beautiful.

"Yeah."

With that, Gong Wan’er picked up the camera and began to take pictures of the beauty she thought was.

However, the camera was snatched away by Liu Beibei before she could even take a picture of the camera. Following that, Gong Wan’er heard Liu Beibei's voice. "This camera, is said to be the heart of many of our photographic friends."

"You know it too?" Gong Wan’er said, thinking back to when Liu Beibei had slept during every photography lesson.

"At least I've been to a few classes with you." As your close friend, it's hard not to understand. " Liu Beibei caressed the camera and said.

"It's probably a gift from Mo Zhaoyun." As he said that, Liu Beibei gave Gong Wan’er a meaningful glance.