Art Exhibition
"Oh, right? Why don't you just go find my sister?" Ye Jing'an nudged Liu Muze with his arm. "How about sending her to my sister and asking her to take care of her?"
Thinking about it, this is a good idea. It's much more convenient for girls to be together. But Ye Jingning is so busy, I don't know if he has time. Ye Jingan directly called her elder sister and told her about Wenxuan's situation.
"Sure, I live alone and would like to have someone to keep me company." Ye Jingning agreed readily.
Ye Jingan: "Then I'll ask Wenxuan. If she's willing, I'll send it over in a few days."
Ye Jingning: "Okay, I just happened to be sponsoring an art exhibition, so I'll come over and have some fun for a few days."
After Wenxuan had packed up, Ye Jing'an briefly introduced Ye Jingning to her and asked her if she was willing to live with Ye Jingning.
Wen Xuan nodded and said, "I'm fine with anything, as long as I don't cause you any trouble."
"That's settled then. My sister is very caring, don't worry!" Ye Jing'an was afraid that she would overthink and think that she was the trouble. He chatted with her for a while, not wanting to hurt her young heart.
Over the past few days, Wenxuan's complexion has been getting worse, she's been eating less and less, and she's been lying in bed all day, clutching her stomach. Ye Jing'an wanted to take her to the hospital, but Wenxuan refused. Since they didn't know how to care for her, they sent her to Ye Jingning's care.
Ye Jingning heard that the little girl was coming, so he bought a bunch of gifts that girls like to pick her up. When they met, he saw Wen Xuan's pale face and scolded Ye Jingan: "You forgetful thing, how could I teach you to be a warm man! And you take care of the little girl like this?"
Ye Jingan originally planned to fight back, but he held back for fear of getting beaten. He muttered quietly in his heart that he, Ye Jingan, didn't want to take care of any little girl, he wanted to take care of Brother Liu!
Seeing the boy's unconvinced look, Ye Jingning wanted to slap him, but was afraid of scaring the little girl, so she planned to settle the score later. Ye Jingning touched her head and said with a smile: "Wenxuan, is it? You must have been wronged living with him. I'll make you some soup when I get home."
"Thank you, sister. They are all very nice to me. Please don't scold him." Wen Xuan gently pulled Ye Jingning's sleeve and looked at her with round eyes.
Ye Jingning's heart was melted by cuteness. She had always loved little girls since she was a child and had been clamoring for a sister. But it turned out to be a brother, and a trouble-making and careless brother! Ye Jingning saw the earth jade in her shirt pocket and said with a smile: "You like little dolls, right? I bought you a bunch."
"Its name is Yeye." Wen Xuan took it out and showed it to Ye Jingning, "Yeye, call me sister."
The earth jade spirit moved, and called Ye Jingning "sister", which made her doubt her life again.
Can toy dolls move and talk these days?
Ye Jingning suddenly felt that the dolls she had bought were not presentable because they did not have these two functions. After a long pause, she heard Ye Jingan explain: "Sister, there is nothing special about it. It is just a ginseng that can move and talk."
Ye Jingning muttered in his heart: Yes, I have seen a lot of things. There is nothing strange about ginseng that can move and talk!
Ye Jingning thought that she was so focused on looking at Wenxuan that she forgot to greet Liu Muze and the others. She smiled awkwardly and said, "Brother Liu, Zimu must be tired from the journey. I'll take you to rest."
Ye Jingan coughed twice to attract her attention: "Sister, I'm the one driving."
"You're still tired? Why didn't you say you were tired when you were making a fuss at home?" Ye Jingning didn't bother to pay attention to him. She took Liu Muze and Qiu Zimu to her car and left. On the way, she told them many bad things Ye Jingan had done when he was a child.
Ye Jingan followed her in a car, wondering if she was his biological sister. When he arrived at the hotel, he saw Liu Muze staring at him with an ambiguous smile. When he asked her what she was smiling at, she didn't say anything. Ye Jingan guessed that his sister must have said something and ran over to question her.
Ye Jingning was going to cause trouble for him, but he actually came over on his own initiative and spoke in a rather harsh tone, so he was immediately given a good beating.
"Brother Liu, she hit me!" Ye Jing'an looked sad and showed him his red ears.
Liu Muze pursed his lips to prevent himself from laughing, and patted Ye Jingan on the shoulder: "Don't tell me, I can't beat him either."
Ye Jingan: "..."
Just one day had passed, but Wen Xuan's face had turned red. She seemed a little more cheerful, with a smile on her face all the time, and she kept sticking to Ye Jingning.
Ye Jingan sighed, his elder sister was still the best! She could handle both the living room and the kitchen, and could handle people of all ages, but she would never kill her younger brother.
Ye Jingning invited a few people to dinner in the evening, talked about the art exhibition tomorrow, and invited them to join him.
The next morning, Ye Jingning drove to pick them up. Liu Muze was not interested in art and was reluctant to go, but was finally dragged along by Ye Jingan.
On the way, Ye Jingning gave the group a brief overview of the exhibition. It was a large-scale exhibition, divided into three categories: landscapes, flowers and birds, and figures, to be displayed in Areas A, B, and C, respectively.
Upon entering the lobby, the faint scent of paint and ink hits you. Gray carpet adorns the tiled floor, and the white walls are covered with a variety of paintings, all by lesser-known artists. They are incredibly lifelike, and the exquisite binding adds to the dazzling and pleasing visual experience.
Several painters with unique styles came over to greet Ye Jingning with a smile when they saw him come in, and introduced their works to him.
Ye Jingan and the other two had no knowledge of painting, so they didn't follow them to listen to any professional introductions. They just walked around and looked around casually.
When they reached Area C, Liu Muzhe stopped in front of a portrait of a woman.
This is an oil painting. The woman depicted is clad in a regal phoenix coronet and robe, adorned with jewels and brocade, a scene of exquisite elegance. Her mouth and nose are obscured by a round fan, leaving only her eyes visible, revealing a complex emotion. Her skin is pale, devoid of any color, like a corpse long soaked in water. The painting itself evokes a sense of eeriness.
"Hey, Brother Liu, do you like this one?" Ye Jing'an walked to his side and raised his chin at the painting.
Liu Muzhe glanced at him without saying anything, then reached out to touch the painting.
"Sir, please don't touch the painting." The manager nearby ran over to stop him.
"Sorry." Liu Muzhe withdrew his hand.
"Just looking at it isn't enough, you want to touch it too?" Ye Jing'an teased him.
Can this be tolerated?
Liu Muze pulled his ear, which had just subsided, and said with a half-smile: "Yeah, my hands are itchy."
"Hey." Ye Jing'an slapped his hand away and leaned forward, looking like a street kid. "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Come on, come on, I'll let you touch me!"
Liu Muze: "..."
Qiu Zimu couldn't stand his despicable look and slapped him.
"Fuck, come here, let's go out and discuss the performance art between men!" Ye Jing'an dragged him out.
Ye Jingning and a group of painters also visited this exhibition area. Seeing Liu Muzhe staring at the painting, he brought the painter over to introduce it to him.
The painters talked one after another about the artistic lines, colors, brushwork, composition of the painting, and also talked about the content, meaning, historical background of the work, and a lot of other things.
Liu Muze wasn't interested, and all his words went in one ear and out the other. Just this one painting, at the rate they were talking, could probably take a whole day to explain. Liu Muze couldn't stand listening any longer, so he interrupted their introduction and asked, "Do you know the person in this painting?"
"I know her. Her name is Gu Mo. She is my high school classmate and Yu Yifan's wife." The painter told Liu Muzhe how Yu Yifan and Gu Mo met.
Gu Mo loves painting and often visits art exhibitions. At one such exhibition, she met Yu Yifan, whose style she admired greatly, and the two became close friends. Gu Mo's elegant, quiet, and gentle temperament perfectly matched Yu Yifan's style, so he invited her to be his model.
Over time, the two developed feelings for each other and soon got married. After marriage, the two had a harmonious relationship. All of Yu Yifan's paintings were about her, and he even held an art exhibition for her.
At the height of their love, Gu Mo disappeared. Yu Yifan frantically searched for her across the world, but to no avail. After this, his personality changed drastically, and he disappeared, refusing to participate in any activities. Other familiar artists and his fans, who had been in touch for a long time, learned that he had locked himself away in his home, refusing to be disturbed and refusing to let anyone in. This exhibition was his first event in three months.
"Have you called the police?" Liu Muzhe asked.
"Yu Yifan said he'd reported it, and he even went to the police in Gu Mo's hometown, but there was no news." The painter sighed, "Yu Yifan is a man who values ​​friendship and loyalty, but unfortunately, fate didn't cooperate."
"Why are you locking yourself up at home?" Liu Muzhe looked at the woman in the painting.
The painters speculated that Yu Yifan had been working on this painting for the past three months, and based on the painting's level of detail, they estimated the time of creation. However, the style of this painting was very different from his previous works, and the painters quietly discussed the strangeness of this painting.
The two men's discussions were quiet, but Liu Muze heard them all. The painters all believed the painting wasn't of a living person, but rather a portrait of Yu Yifan, believing his wife might have met with misfortune. The fan half-hid his face because he still held out hope of finding his wife, hoping she'd return alive and smile back. Others, even more outrageous, hoped Gu Mo would wait for him, renewing their relationship in the underworld.
Liu Muze heard the painters' guesses and thought they were outrageous. He sighed in his heart, no wonder they could become painters, their imaginations were truly extraordinary. Liu Muze didn't want to listen to their stories anymore and asked, "Is this painting for sale?"
The painters looked at each other without saying anything. The way they looked at Liu Muze became a little strange. One of the painters replied: "This...maybe it won't sell. Yu Yifan didn't come today."
"If Brother Liu is interested, I will contact him then." Ye Jingning thought to himself that he must get this painting for him no matter what.
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