Chapter 95 The Painting is a Lost Item
"Do you still have the strength?"
Tu Yao warned, "You can't lie there anymore. If they find that no one is chasing them, they might come back."
Lin Yue closed his eyes, slowly got up from the ground, picked up the coat that had just been pulled off, and put it on little by little as if he didn't feel any pain, thus covering up all the injuries on his body.
Tu Yao stared at him quietly for a while, then turned around, pushed open the door to the stairwell, and walked straight out.
Lin Yue glanced at her back, not surprised.
After all, she had done the same thing the previous two times, turning around and leaving after doing a good deed.
They were terrified of getting involved with a dangerous species like him.
That's good too...
He and she will be strangers who meet by chance, occasionally cross paths, and then quickly drift apart in this lifetime.
Three times is enough to pay it off.
Lin Yue gritted his teeth and slowly descended the stairs, holding onto the handrail.
Take two steps, then stop.
He was already planning when to go see Lin Qiuping again.
He wondered when these injuries would heal.
I need to notify Lin Jing to come and take care of Grandma later.
His mind was a mess, and he frantically tried to recall one trivial matter after another, attempting to wash away the memories Tu Yao had left in his brain.
Suddenly, with a "click," a familiar sound of a door being pushed open came from above.
"Where did they go? Why were they walking so fast?"
A girl's questioning voice rang out.
Lin Yue was taken aback, and the next second he heard a series of hurried footsteps coming downstairs.
He subconsciously looked up and was instantly met with the girl's eyes, which were clearly filled with helplessness but also relief.
She was carrying a small medicine box and handed it to him.
"for you."
...
Half an hour later, Lin Jing ran all the way to the dimly lit corridor of the hospital from yesterday, without even taking off his helmet.
Then they saw Lin Yue covered in blood, leaning against a pillar, skillfully cleaning the wounds all over his body.
Lin Jing asked anxiously, "Lin Qiuping is blocking your way again?! Is it for the seal?!"
He remained silent, while Tu Yao, sitting on the steps with a drawing board in her arms, nodded.
"Sister?! You're here too! You saved Lin Yue again?!"
He looked remorseful: "I should never have stolen that seal!"
"Lin Yue, if it really doesn't work, then just give up. You'll die if you keep going like this!"
Tu Yao listened while looking up at the sky.
It was a sunny day, but the intense sunlight only shone on one corner of the corridor, so she moved to the side.
Lin Yue suddenly turned his head, his eyes completely expressionless: "Why aren't you leaving this time?"
Tu Yao was taken aback.
The boy said in a deep voice, "Even if it's because of Grandma, you wouldn't like someone like me."
People who value their lives and those who are willing to risk their lives at any time seem to be natural enemies.
"Shouldn't you have turned around and left after doing the same thing you did the previous two times?"
Why stay?
Tu Yao tilted her head to look at him: "But I don't dislike you."
The boy clearly didn't believe her and continued to stare at her expressionlessly.
Tu Yao blinked and looked away: "...I think nothing is more important than life, because only by living can you have the opportunity to do more of what you want to do. There are still many things I haven't done."
"But some people may feel that there are things in the world more important than life."
She said slowly, "Maybe one day, something more important will replace life for me."
But those who are willing to risk their lives may one day find something that binds them.
Therefore, in her view, these two types of people are not mutually exclusive, much less enemies.
Lin Yue's eyes widened slightly. He hadn't expected her to explain to him so earnestly, and he fell silent.
Tu Yao put down her easel and turned to Lin Jing: "So, can you tell me what happened to you?"
Lin Jing didn't quite understand the convoluted conversation between the two, and subconsciously looked at Lin Yue.
Can I say?
Lin Yue looked away and continued treating the wound.
Lin Jing immediately sat down next to Tu Yao, suppressing his anger and cursing, "Sister, let me tell you, that Lin Qiuping is a real scoundrel!"
"He's planning to put his grandmother's painting up for auction!"
Tu Yao was taken aback: "Auction?"
Grandma Lin's real name is Lin Huixing. She was a well-known painter when she was young, but she had to stop painting after suffering a serious illness.
Due to health reasons, she didn't produce many works to begin with. In the early years, she donated or gave away most of her works, leaving her with less than ten pieces.
"But Lin Qiuping stole those paintings to give away to people and ask for favors in order to start his business, and that's how he started a company that was neither too big nor too small!"
"This is the last one he's going to send to auction!"
“Last month, Lin Yue asked him for the painting, but he not only denied it, but also broke Lin Yue’s leg, which is why I didn’t go to record the show.”
He wiped his eyes as he spoke: "Lin Yue and I were adopted by my grandmother. She always disliked us, but so what? To us, she is our real grandmother!"
“We were too young to stop him before, but now that we’re grown up, we can’t just stand by and watch Grandma’s hard work be wasted like this!”
But now, seeing Lin Yue's injuries getting worse and worse, he doesn't know what to do.
Tu Yao was taken aback. Adopt?
"What's wrong, little sister?"
Tu Yao shook her head, recalling the man's well-dressed appearance: "He doesn't seem to lack money now, so is he sending it to auction for fame?"
He paused, then added, "Or perhaps it's to reach something even higher..."
Tu Yao disliked the word, but still said it: "Class?"
So it's a charity auction?
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Yue paused and subconsciously looked up at her.
Lin Jing was speechless. He had watched the entire live stream and knew just how smart Tu Yao was.
But I didn't expect her to be so perceptive!
His expression was complicated: "...Yes."
"The organizer is the Jiang family in Yanjing. Madam Jiang will be holding a charity auction in two months, and Lin Qiuping plans to send the painting there."
"Moreover, Lin Yue guessed that he should have already sent it over in the last two days."
"Once the application is approved, he will be eligible to attend the charity gala that day."
The Jiang family is a long-established family in Yanjing, and being able to attend the banquet is tantamount to having a ticket to high society.
"So it also means that once the painting is handed over, it will definitely never be found again."
Because that was a world they had absolutely no connection with.
Lin Jing rubbed his face: "It seems there's really no other way."
“We’ve tried to contact him countless times this month, but as you’ve seen, we’ve been turned away every time.”
Tu Yao looked at them thoughtfully, then suddenly spoke up: "Since looking for him is useless, why not try a different approach?"
Lin Jing smiled wryly: "Another angle? You mean the Chiang family? That's even more impossible. How could ordinary people like us have any contact with the Chiang family?"
Tu Yao shook her head: "I mean, painting."
"……What's the meaning?"
She said, enunciating each word clearly, "If a painting is stolen, it's a lost item."
"What if the Jiang family finds out that the item submitted for auction is a lost item?"
Upon hearing this, the two of them were momentarily stunned.
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