Chapter 347: Ring "You are friends."
The first thing Lin Xi did when she woke up was to look for Kim Bonnar.
Plans changed, and now Kim had to get to Australia as soon as possible.
What curator? Stop being one - there's something wrong with those paintings, Karasuma Renya is a lunatic, she can't involve Jin, he's her friend!
But it was too late—
Rushing to the gallery, she saw Kim Bonnard standing in front of her altered image, with Karasuma Renya standing next to him.
Uramaru Renya put one hand on Jin's shoulder. Seeing Lin Xi running towards him breathlessly, they both turned to look at her almost at the same time.
"Lin Xi!" Jin Bonar was very happy, "Why are you here?"
He approached Lin Xi, who grabbed his sleeve with a violent movement that startled him.
"What's wrong?" he asked confusedly.
Lin Xi stared into his blue eyes.
I can't see anything.
Looking past Jin, she saw the smiling Karasuma Renya behind him.
For a moment she thought of killing him with the dagger hidden at her waist - even though she was in a hurry to go out and was still wearing a hospital gown, she still found a knife and hid it in her clothes.
But even though hatred wrapped around her heart like vines, reason still restricted her actions.
She couldn't do it here - she didn't understand why Karasuma Renya was still alive. If she killed him, he might come back with a different face.
And it doesn't matter if she dies. Jin is just an ordinary person and shouldn't be involved in such things.
She frowned slightly, "Are you okay, Jin?"
"Are you okay? What could possibly happen to me?" Kim Bonnar noticed that Lin Xi's forehead was wet with sweat and took out a handkerchief and handed it to her: "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare, Lin Xi?"
"...Yes." Lin Xi took the handkerchief, but didn't use it to wipe the sweat off her face. Instead, she anxiously unfolded and folded it. "I dreamed that something happened to you."
Jin was touched. "I'm fine. Dreams are always the opposite of reality. I have good news for you! Mr. K-Krok has agreed to let me curate your solo exhibition! Before I report to the University of Sydney, I'll be attending training here, and then we'll go to Japan together for the exhibition!"
The handkerchief was pinched tightly, leaving a few shallow crescent-shaped marks on it from the neatly trimmed nails.
At this moment, she finally understood why Karasuma Renya treated her so differently from nine years ago, and even allowed her to make friends - when she wanted to resist, her good friends would become hostages to threaten her.
If she hadn't lost her memory, or if Karasuma Renya hadn't shown her false kindness, she would never have allowed herself to make friends and drag innocent people into the battle between her and Karasuma Renya.
She looked at Karasuma Renya coldly.
The smile was welded to the man's face like a mask. This time he had a younger and more likable look, but it still couldn't hide the cold-bloodedness and meanness that emanated from his bones.
He wasn't human, had no human emotions—just like the Schminckear monster.
Under the human skin lies a deep-sea monster.
Kim's description of him was absolutely accurate.
It's a pity that I was actually shaken by his hypocritical affection and didn't see the clues for such a long time...
Karasuma Renya's smile deepened.
There was no need to pretend now. They all knew that Lin Xi had recovered his memory, so they were only one Kim Bonnar away from a falling out.
"You came to me and said you wanted Mr. Bonnard to be your curator," he said gently. "So I called him over to investigate. He has solid professional knowledge, is familiar with your style, and is a friend of yours. I think he's the perfect curator."
"I agree. So now, little Mr. Bonnard is your new curator."
Lin Xi was a little out of breath.
I feel bad in my heart, and my body feels a little uncomfortable too.
She forced herself: "But Jin is going to study in Australia, and he needs to prepare a lot of things."
"I believe that Mr. Bonar will be able to handle his studies and career well. Besides, Xiaoxi will help him, right?" Karasuma Renye lovingly tucked her sweat-soaked hair behind her ear. "You two are friends."
Kim Bonnar looked left and right, feeling that the atmosphere between the two men was indescribably strange.
They were obviously talking about him, so why was there a confrontation between them that he couldn't intervene?
Of course, he would definitely stand on Lin Xi's side.
He grabbed Lin Xi's hand and said, "I can do it, Lin Xi. You look a little uncomfortable. Should we go and rest first?"
He didn't know that Lin Xi had just woken up from a coma, otherwise he would never be so calm.
"...Okay." Lin Xi withdrew his gaze, feeling heavy in his heart. Seeing Jin's worried eyes, he gave a soothing smile.
"I just ran here in a hurry, so I'm sweating a little. It's okay."
She shook King's hand back and pulled him out of the gallery.
She was a little too strong, and Jin's hand was a little painful. He didn't say anything, but looked at Lin Xi worriedly.
Lin Xi's palms were cold and covered in sweat.
What kind of nightmare could scare her like this?
Lin Xi pulled him to a shade of trees outside the gallery and stopped.
"What did you dream about? Can you tell me?" Kim Bonnar asked. "I can help you interpret it."
Mr. Bonnard was a famous professor of psychology, so Xiao Jin learned a lot from him.
He always wanted his son to follow in his footsteps, but Jin had no interest in psychology and went off to study art management.
"Jin, what did you see in the gallery?" Lin Xi grabbed his arm and looked up at him and asked.
Kim Bonnar is now 26 years old. Although he is still childish in front of Lin Xi sometimes, he does look like a mature adult. And judging from the offer he received for a doctorate from the University of Sydney, he is a young man with considerable potential.
In front of him who had grown taller, Lin Xi could usually only look up at him.
The action of grabbing his arm now didn't give any sense of oppression, but only made people feel that something was wrong with her.
"Ah, Schmincke just showed me your altered painting," Jin said. "Honestly, I think the original one looks better. Why did he alter your painting? Add weird ambient lighting? Even perfume... There's no artistic taste at all. It turns out sea monsters have a different aesthetic than humans."
He deliberately said some humorous words to divert Lin Xi's attention and make her happier. Every time he referred to Mr. Krauk as the sea monster Schmincke, although Lin Xi would stop him verbally, she laughed happily.
But this time the joke didn't work. Lin Xi looked even worse.
Her hands were shaking.
Jin was really panicking now.
Nightmares can at most make people more dependent on others, but Lin Xi's current state does not seem like a dependence caused by fear, but rather an explosion after long-term mental oppression.
This mentality even caused her to have obvious physical symptoms... He said that the Schmincke sea monster couldn't raise children!
"I'm fine, don't worry, Lin Xi." Jin gently broke away from Lin Xi's hand, hugged her instead, and gently stroked her back with one hand.
Lin Xi's rapid breathing slowly calmed down.
After a while, she whispered, "Jin, do you feel uncomfortable now?"
Now was not the time to make Jin worry about her. Now was the time to understand the extent of the impact those paintings had on Jin and find a way to remove them.
After getting rid of him, I'll figure out what happened to Karasuma Renya's fake death, and finally find a way to kill him...
She would definitely not get the answers to these questions if she asked Karasuma Renya, but she knew there was someone who could tell her.
Jin didn't answer in a hurry, but thought about it carefully.
The sea monster hadn't invited him directly, but through the gallery owner, Mr. Dawson. Seeing the sea monster at the exhibition was certainly terrifying, but that wasn't what Lin Xi wanted to ask.
Was it the feeling of looking at a painting? Well, it was indeed strange, and when he recalled the specific details of the painting now, it always felt a little vague...
"No," he said honestly.
You're not feeling unwell, are you? What is Lin Xi worried about?
Lin Xi exhaled, let go of him, and smiled: "I'm glad you're okay. I have something else to do, so I'll go back first, Jin——"
"——Wait." Jin called her.
"Don't you want me to be your curator anymore, Lin Xi?" he asked. "Uh, I, I mean, if you have any conflicts with Mr. Clark, I will definitely stand on your side. If my being your curator makes you feel wronged by Mr. Clark and affects your original relationship, then I will tell him that I will no longer be your curator!"
"I want to be your curator because I want to help you. Uh, don't overthink it—" He explained, "I sincerely love my major and my career, and choosing art management was my own choice. It would be great if I could be your curator, but if not, I'm confident I can shine elsewhere!"
"Anyway, being able to help you is the most important thing to me, I——"
He didn't finish his words.
Because Lin Xi hugged him again.
He tried a little too hard, his hands were shaking, and he looked very uneasy.
Jin felt a little sad.
"Lin Xi," he said, "you're an adult now. You're free and have the right to pursue whatever you want. I chose the art industry because I love it. What about you?"
“If you don’t like painting, stop. No one can force you to do something you don’t like. Think about what you like, my friend, and pursue it – we are still young and the future belongs to us.”
The young man has the cultivation that comes from being raised in wealth and the confidence that comes from deep within. With his optimistic idealism, it seems that nothing is a problem for him.
But idealism does not belong to Lin Xi.
The art exhibition, X, and the family that seemed like a cage to Jin were not issues of ideals, love, and family relationships for Lin Xi, but issues of survival, destruction, and maintaining sanity.
She gritted her teeth and allowed herself to indulge herself a little bit, holding Jin for a few more minutes.
Then she let go of the young man, her face returned to normal, and she patted his shoulder as usual.
"Thank you, Jin," she said sincerely. "Don't overthink it. I just had a nightmare, but I'm fine now! As for the curator, I'll talk to my husband about it. I'm mainly worried about the inconvenience of going to Japan and back."
"Oh, okay." Jin scratched his head, his ears red. "Nightmares may be caused by excessive daily stress and physical discomfort. Make sure to rest, Lin Xi."
Lin Xi nodded.
The two of them had their own thoughts and soon said goodbye.
Lin Xi walked on the road, looking for the blue shadow that always followed her.
After returning home, Kim Bonnar went straight to his father's study.
He didn't know much about psychology, but it didn't require advanced knowledge. He just wanted to understand how to relieve the anxiety caused by family pressure.
He just wanted to help his friend.
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