There are many interesting things on the Philia.
Judging from the time when August and the others boarded the boat, it was only around eleven o'clock in the morning, and Alexia's concert would not start until nine o'clock in the evening.
"I'll take you to see the art exhibition." August took Hai'an's hand and looked into his eyes.
"Art exhibition?" Hai'an didn't understand why August suddenly became interested and wanted to take him to see the art exhibition.
"Yes, I will take you to see a painting."
The painting that Auguste mentioned is called "Beloved". It is a painting that has been handed down a long time ago, and it is also one of the most famous paintings in Interstellar.
That painting is of a man, and the artist is not very good, but he is not bad either. The author used delicate brushstrokes to outline a man's half-naked body. The man's lower body was covered by a velvet blanket, and he was lying lazily. On a gorgeous big bed, his whole body is full of strong muscles, full of powerful beauty, but his face is completely covered with paint, leaving only the eyes - two huge white holes.
And what makes that painting famous is the paint it uses, which is very, very special, blood.
People don't know when the painting was created, but five thousand years have passed since people first discovered this painting. But what is amazing is that the blood on that painting is still bright red, it has not dried up and turned into a heavy dark brown, but it is as bright red as it was just painted on.
Even with the most advanced instruments, its age cannot be detected.
Everyone who has seen this painting will be shocked by this painting. When people approach this painting, they can feel the strong love conveyed from the painting, which is as strong as blood. Desperate, so that people could not help but cry.
"Oh, I didn't expect it to be taken off the shelves. This painting is really shocking. I come here to see it every few years, but after today, I may never see it again. .”
"Yes, who is the person who painted this painting, I have never heard of it."
"I don't know, there is no record of him in any history books."
The people around stood in front of the painting and discussed intensely, but everyone's eyes were red with water, and some even took out handkerchiefs to wipe away the tears from their eyes.
Hai'an was also shocked when he saw this painting. He walked to the painting in a daze, and the depression coming from the pavement instantly pressed his heart.
"Time magic..." Hai'an murmured in a low voice.
There is a time magic seal on this painting, and its time is forever fixed at the moment it was just painted, so no matter how many years pass, it will always look like this, and it will never change.
August walked up to Hai'an and took his hand, "The owner of this painting will appear tonight to take this painting away. It has been on display for more than five thousand years."
"Has this painting been displayed on the Philia?" Hai'an turned his head.
"No, it has been exhibited on many planets, and it was put on Huajie Star about two hundred years ago. Does it look good?"
Hai'an looked at the painting and took a deep breath, "It's simply a miracle."
That's right, it was a miracle, a miracle that lasted for tens of thousands of years.
Others can't tell the age of this painting, but Hai'an can read the exact time from the magic lines on the canvas. Those magic lines are densely packed and painted layer by layer on the canvas, so this painting is kept Draw eternal love, and the reason why people cry when they see this picture is because the person who drew the magic of time sealed his own feelings—that hopeless love.
Hai'an was also a little sad, the feeling was too heavy, he just got close to the painting and felt such a sad mood, one can imagine how desperate the person who painted this painting was.
August chuckled, pulled Hai'an a little further away, and led him away from the viewing area of "Beloved", "Do you know who the owner of this painting is?"
"I don't know." Hai'an shook his head.
"It's Uncle Ye."
"Uncle Ye??!!"
"Yes, he will appear in a while, and the name of the author of this painting, have you seen it?" August raised his finger and pointed to the lower left corner of the painting, "Do you know that text?"
In the lower left corner of the painting, a small line of words was written in black ink: [paladin]
No one in Interstellar knows what the words are, but the owner of the painting said that it was the author's name.
Hai'an knew this line of characters.
It was indeed a person's name—a name spelled with the ancient magic words commonly used in the Nordland, anyone who had studied magic would know it.
"paladin..." Hai'an read softly, and only after finishing reading did he realize that it seemed to be the name of the priest in the Erigne Church.
Hai'an immediately turned his head and looked at August in shock, "Could this be Uncle Ye?"
"Maybe, after all, I haven't seen Uncle Ye's naked body."
"Back then, Karl and I crashed on a planet with a very harsh environment. Uncle Ye and Paladin saved us." August took Hai'an's hand and walked forward slowly.
"The two of them took Karl and me away from that planet and taught us a lot. Paladin seemed to want to be our teacher, but Karl and I didn't trust others very much at that time. My eggshell has already turned into a When the spaceship was in the air, the two of us ran away at night."
"Later, after Karl and I joined the army, we met Paladin in the Empire. He didn't know what happened, but he became obsessed with nun portraits, and he often made Uncle Ye jump in anger."
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August lowered his head, looked at the ground, with a smile on his lips, and while leading Hai'an forward step by step, he told Hai'an about his past in the most relaxed tone.
Hai'an stared blankly at August's side face, a little dazed, he didn't ask where August was taking him, and suddenly strong emotions surged into his heart like a huge wave, and his throat held A thousand words but don't know where to start.
"Why don't you talk?" August suddenly turned and stopped, and Hai'an threw himself into his arms without paying attention.
"Then when you and Karl met Uncle Ye for the first time, did he look like this?" Hai'an quickly withdrew from August's arms and stood at attention, "I mean, does he still dress like this all the time? ? She covered her whole body with a black cloak."
"Yes, and when he was in the imperial capital, Uncle Ye's job was still sweeping the streets."
Hearing this, Hai'an couldn't help laughing, his eyes were slightly bent, and the face of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy was clean, pure, immature and beautiful.
August raised his right hand and gently stroked Hai'an's face, feeling the smooth and tender skin of his fingertips. Then he lowered his head, took a bite of Hai'an's nose, put his lips against Hai'an's, but didn't kiss, "I really want to eat you..."
Haian stopped laughing.
August is playing hooligans again.
Now it was August's turn to laugh, he suddenly picked up Hai'an and ran forward.
Hai'an was startled by August's sudden movement, and quickly put his arms around August's neck, "Where are you going? Put me down quickly."
"Okay." August followed Hai'an's wishes and put him down.
They arrived at a church.
Lidnicar, Kosenkosen, and Jemin were all present, standing on both sides of the church. The white marble pillars with light-colored patterns on the side of the church were carved with exquisite patterns, and the arched domes and colorful The rose glass windows, the surrounding statues are lifelike, the exquisite and detailed reliefs, and the ground paved with white marble shines brightly, reflecting everyone's figure.
Paladin sat at the front of the auditorium, saw August and Haian, turned his head and lowered his eyes and greeted them, "Hi~"
And standing at the front was Uncle Ye who had taken off his black cloak.
There was no expression on Uncle Ye's handsome face, and his golden hair seemed to shine like light, but his usually pale lips were now very ruddy, as if he had applied lip gloss, and his eyes, which were as clear and shining as sapphires, looked at them.
"Here we come." Uncle Ye's voice was still hoarse and deep.
He and Paladin changed their clothes. Paladin no longer wore the black sacrificial robe, but changed into a white priest's robe, but Uncle Ye wore a white formal suit. good figure.
Hai'an didn't know what August was going to do, but his heart was beating fast.
August pulled Hai'an in front of Uncle Ye, and stood face to face with him.
Uncle Ye looked at the two of them and actually smiled.
"August, would you like this man to be your husband and marry him? In sickness or health, or for any other reason, love him, take care of him, respect him, accept him, and be faithful to him forever until End of life."
"I would."
"Hian Jalan Nord, would you like this man to be your husband and enter into a marriage contract with him? Love him, take care of him, respect him, accept him, and be faithful to him forever in sickness or health, or for any other reason. Yu until the end of life."
Jalan Nord is the surname of all white elves.
Hai'an could see his own clear shadow in August's crimson eyes, and he looked at him with deep and firm eyes, with a fiery flame, and the heat went straight to the bottom of his heart.
Hai'an's throat slipped, he felt his whole body trembling, he thought he was speechless, but he heard his own clear and determined voice—
"I would."
August took out a necklace-shaped thing from the inner pocket of his bosom, and Haian glanced at it. It was the soul stone that August gave him that he hid in the flower pot.
August pulled the rope and put the soul stone on Hai'an's neck.
"I've seen you swear your love to each other, and now you can kiss each other."
The dome of the church is carved with beautiful patterns and reliefs. A beam of sunlight shines into the hall from the dome and hits August and Hai'an. In the white light, Hai'an closed his eyes, and then felt August Gust's warm lips gently printed his own.