Lvy smiled and asked again, "Of course. Has Director Meng ever experienced this kind of precognitive dream?"
Meng Sheng remained calm and his eyes remained composed.
He laughed and said, "This kind of thing should be a matter of chance. Not everyone can dream about it. Besides...precognitive dreams are very fantastic and unrestrained, just like our painters painting."
The implication is that she had not had such a dream.
I don't believe this kind of thing either.
"Yes, Director Meng is right. Maybe it's because I've been abroad for too long and visited too many religious places, so I've become a bit too credulous."
Lvy said helplessly, "Then my case can probably be attributed to the fact that you dream about something at night if you think about it during the day."
Meng Sheng did not continue this topic.
The two chatted for a while, and when they were about to pay the bill and leave, the snow outside seemed to be falling even heavier.
There was a thin layer of mist in the air, trembling gently in the biting cold wind, like an extremely exquisite natural landscape painting.
Meng Sheng originally wanted to buy this order, but was stopped by Lvy.
She smiled and said, "How can we always let Director Meng treat us? You treated us last time, so this time, no matter what, I should treat you.
Just kidding, it's just like love, it has to be give and take. If it's just one-sided, even the best relationship will fall apart."
Meng Sheng lowered his eyes, stopped refusing, and took back his phone.
He raised the corners of his lips, "Lvy's words make sense, then let Miss Lvy spend the money."
"You're welcome, Director Meng." Lvy's voice was gentle, which seemed a little abrupt in such a cold snowy day. "I enjoyed today's meal very much. I feel like Director Meng and I get along very well."
Do you get along?
What kind of fate should I choose?
But Meng Sheng didn't feel that she was deliberately trying to build relationships or distance herself from him.
It was just right. Apart from the exhibition, other topics were just touched upon and did not go beyond the scope of the topic.
Everywhere makes people feel relaxed.
To be honest, Meng Sheng quite likes this feeling.
This is the most comfortable distance between people.
She slowly said, "As long as Lvy is happy. Please go back and sort out the photos we selected today, and then send them to my assistant.
In addition, please let us know in time when the selected paintings arrive."
"This is natural, Director Meng, don't worry."
Lvy asked with a smile, "I wonder when the curatorial plan will be released? Maybe it's because I saw the exhibitions of teachers Qiu Yi and Ying Feiting, I am now full of expectations for my exhibition."
Meng Sheng replied calmly, "It will be done as soon as possible. The first draft will be out this week. If Ms. Lvy has any suggestions or effects, please feel free to tell me."
"Okay, I'll wait and see." Lvy, "Has Director Meng driven here? Do you need me to take you back to the museum?"
"No, thank you."
"Okay, see you next time."
"Well, see you next time."
After parting ways with Lvy, Meng Sheng leaned lazily on the back seat of the car, thinking about the precognitive dream that Lvy had mentioned.
Precognitive dream!
Does such a thing really exist in this world?
But inexplicably, there was a voice in her heart that actually believed it.
Maybe it was because of that strange text message from the future.
She thought again of the two immersive dreams.
The scene of holding the body of his daughter and walking slowly into the lake with the urn in his arms.
It's so real, and so... chilling.
Is this also what is called a precognitive dream?
If this is true, then Lvy's dream was really just to guide her to cooperate with the art museum?
Nothing else?
The more I thought about it, the more confused my mind became, and I began to feel waves of pain.
She raised her hand and pinched her eyebrows, completely putting these thoughts out of her mind and not wanting to think about them anymore.
*
Shang Boyu took three days off due to illness. When he returned to the company, Special Assistant Liang did not let him work too long. He came to the office to "drive him away" around 6:30.
Shang Boyu thought about Meng Sheng’s hard work over the past two days and didn’t want to let her worry about him anymore, so he picked up his coat and left the company.
He also sent a WeChat message to Meng Sheng, asking her when she would be back and what she wanted to eat in the evening so he could cook for her.
Wife: [I’m getting ready to leave.]
Shang Boyu: [Then I'll come pick you up. ]
Wife: [No, I have a driver. It’s a bit of a detour to come here, and it’s snowing. It’s too troublesome. Let’s go straight home.]
Shang Boyu pursed his lips.
He didn't know if it was the uneasiness in his heart that was causing him trouble, but every time Meng Sheng rejected him, he would feel a little uncomfortable, and a hint of gloom would quickly pass through his gentle peach blossom eyes.
He took a deep breath and just as he let it out slowly, his cell phone suddenly rang with a text message alert that made him nervous.
The phone was still on, and he could see it was a text message by lowering his eyes.
It was still the mysterious unfamiliar number that had sent him two text messages.
The content appears to be a video.
His heart was stabbed by something sharp, causing him to feel a sharp pain. He had an ominous premonition and did not dare to open the text message.
He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows. The fingertips holding the phone turned slightly white. He prepared himself mentally for a long time before opening the text message.
It was indeed a video.
But it was very short, only three or four seconds.
Judging from the cover, there should be two figures standing very close to each other in the video.
He gently clicked on the video with his fingertips. The shooting distance seemed to be a bit far. Although the image quality was a bit blurry, it was not difficult to see the two people in the video clearly.
Shang Boyu's breathing stopped and his eyes suddenly narrowed.
The original delicate pain in my heart instantly turned into a tearing pain.
The people in this video... are Meng Sheng and Pei Sui.
The two seemed to be at the door of the restaurant. Pei Sui said something and suddenly bent down to look Meng Sheng in the eye. From the angle of the shot, it looked like they were kissing.
Even if they didn't kiss, their actions were very intimate and ambiguous.
The clothes Meng Sheng was wearing were exactly the same ones he wore before going out today.
With a loud "boom", Shang Boyu's brain instantly crashed.
All the colorful colors disappeared without a trace, leaving only a blank space.
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