Chapter 6 Chapter 6 The streets of Switzerland were filled with romantic charm everywhere . [ Without realizing it , I found myself standing before the Dingwa Museum . ] יד The pointed spire design representing classical and regional characteristics came into view , with three - story - high arched corridors that were breathtaking at first sight . But the most popular section was the American classical architectural complex in the rear hall - the very part my mother had personally participated in designing years ago . Below , a stone tablet neatly listed the names of six designers , but my mother's name wasn't even mentioned in the credits . A wave of bitterness washed over my heart , my eyes growing hot . Still wanting to try once more , I approached the administrator to inquire . ] The administrator's mouth dropped open in surprise , and in broken English he said : " Oh ! Distinguished guest , please wait , I'll get the director ! " [ ] Seeing him hurry away , I thought this was just a polite way of asking me to leave . Just as I was about to turn around , a clear male voice suddenly came from behind . [ ] " Wait ! " I turned around and met a pair of profound eyes . A flash of joy crossed his eyes first , followed by complex emotions . He paused , then tentatively spoke . [ ] " I heard ... you want to clear Mrs. Miller's name ? " As our eyes met , I was completely stunned . ] Before me stood a man with short dark brown hair , walking toward me step by step . His appearance gradually overlapped with that boy from my memory - someone I'd known for only three months but could never forget- Especially those dimples when he smiled . [ ] " It felt like any second now , he would blurt out like when we were children : ' Clumsy girl , you could trip over your own shadow , Hopeless , absolutely hopeless . " Back then , I had stared at him blankly while getting paint all over his clothes . ] " S - sorry ... could you not tell my mom ? " [] " Let's make a deal , " the boy had smiled , showing his dimples , and reached out to poke my chubby cheek . " Be my little sister , okay ? " And just like that , I had nodded dumbly and " sold " myself . The memory flashed back to reality . I opened my mouth , my voice trembling : " J ... Jay ? ! " [ ] He seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief , showing that familiar , slightly roguish smile : " Good thing you didn't forget . At least recognizing you as my silly girl when we were kids wasn't in vain . " [ " I just finished the World Architecture Exchange Conference . When I heard someone wanted to nominate Mrs. Miller's work , I rushed back but was still a step too late . " ] ] Jay had once been my mother's most promising student . Later , his family moved abroad , and he'd been gone for twelve years . ] ] I lowered my eyes in disappointment , but he revealed a mysterious smile and naturally took my hand , leading me back to the rear hall . [ ] " Daisy , look more carefully . " ] Following the direction of his finger , I was shocked speechless- [ ] The largest human sculpture in the renter of the architectural complex had a face I knew all " This is Mom ?! 100 Well. ] My nose tingled and tears fell uncontrollably , I hurriedly tried to wipe them away , but he naturally reached out and gently brushed away my tears . Chapter 6 " Did you build this for Mom ? " I asked through my sobs . ] He nodded , his gaze gentle : " I always knew about Teacher's participation in the museum design , and discussed it with her in detail . I naturally have Teacher's original sketches . " " And also , " he paused slightly , his tone becoming serious , " let me reintroduce myself : Jay , one of the World's Chief Architectural Designers , and also the director of this museum . Even if you hadn't submitted the sketches , just mentioning Teacher's name here is like having a golden pass . In the future ... you have one too . " [ ] When he said " you , " he paused , his expression somewhat inscrutable . [] " What do you mean ? " | " Guess . ss . " ] 74 I was deeply grateful that he had continued my mother's dream , yet still felt I hadn't made any substantial contribution here . [ ] When parting , he invited me to attend the museum's celebration , saying he would come pick me up downstairs from my company . I readily agreed . ] ] After twelve years apart , we seemed to have changed , yet somehow nothing had changed at all . [ ] These days , Jay appeared punctually downstairs from my company every day to take me home . My colleagues all joked that I had a " thoughtful and clingy " boyfriend . Thad explained a few times , but seeing that no one believed me , I just smiled and let it go , no longer bothering to correct them . ] On the day of the celebration , he arrived downstairs early to wait for me . Before work was finished , my teammates were already urging me to get off work : [ ] " Go on , babe , don't keep your boyfriend waiting ! " " We'll take care of the rest for you . Go enjoy life , okay ? " ]] I was half - pushed out of the company by everyone , feeling warm inside . [ ] Since transferring here , my new colleagues had all treated me extremely well . [ ] The pace of life here was also more comfortable and relaxed than I had imagined . [] Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!