I don't quite understand why Su Zhen made an appointment here.

I stood at the door of the art exhibition and stared at the publicity board in a daze.Because of the small number of people, the staff quickly noticed me, and he gently stepped forward and asked, "Sir, may I help you?" I suddenly woke up from my dream, staggered back two steps, and said with a smile, " No no."

The staff member must have been very surprised why someone lost his temper at a publicity board.He insisted on his enthusiasm, "Mr. Lin is a rookie in the art world, and the works on display this time are all his works that have won many international awards. Are you interested in taking a look, sir?"

I used a perfunctory smile again, avoiding his sight, and rushed into the exhibition hall as if fleeing.

Su Zhen was already inside.Sitting in front of a painting, he seems to be very focused, but also seems to have lost his mind and drifted into the painting.I came to him and said softly, "Brother."

Su Zhen didn't move.

I simply sat down, sitting next to him, and poked his arm with my finger, "What are you thinking, I'm back to my senses."

Only then did Su Zhen sigh, "Gu Lin, what do you think of this painting?"

I don't have much artistic talent, all paintings are the same to me.But Lin Shuyan's paintings are a bit special to me. I calmly looked at the ink in front of me, looked and looked, and said honestly, "It's too depressing, I don't like it."

Su Zhen's mouth twitched, and he laughed at himself, "I forgot how you fell in love with his paintings."

In fact, if I fall in love with Lin Shuyan, I can naturally fall in love with his paintings.I have seen Lin Shuyan's paintings of clock relics and half-mutilated crows before. They are all gray and depressing, but because I like the people who painted them, I naturally like the paintings themselves.I know that art masters have not exaggerated Lin Shuyan's paintings. The decadence and absurdity drawn with regular lines should be what ordinary or extraordinary people like to see.

Su Zhen said, "These are the works that made him famous, but the best painting I have seen is you in his pen. You haven't seen it, have you? The Lin family burned all the paintings about you." Erjing, but in fact it’s not just dirty, but also the way you act in a drama, the way you laugh and ride a horse, he painted them very well.”

I don't know what kind of monster the gods are fascinated by. In broad daylight, I was able to sit with Su Zhen and discuss Lin Shuyan's paintings calmly.

In order not to embarrass the atmosphere, I reluctantly answered, "As long as he can still draw, it's fine."

"Yeah...yes..." Su Zhen murmured, "The mental hospital almost ruined him. Or, I think it has ruined him. But now he can still run a studio and hold art exhibitions. It seems that everything is in vain. It has passed."

Yes, it's all over.

I subconsciously touched the scar on my wrist.The scar was so faded that it was barely noticeable, but I knew it had been a deep scar.After reminiscing about the past, Su Zhen felt relieved of the pain. He glanced around calmly, and after confirming that we were the only ones in this empty space, he asked cautiously, "Xiao Lin, you said that someone might Harm you, what's going on?"

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