N-A-A Chapter 672 What He Knows About the Boundary
Chapter 672 What He Knows About the Boundary
As Qi Chuzhao's door closed, Gu Chaoxi held Pei Yan's hand even tighter.
The three of them came down from upstairs and entered the cafe in the perimeter first.
Zhang Qingya looked around absentmindedly and sat down in her usual seat.
Gu Chaoxi glanced outside and turned to look at Pei Yan.
His expression was indifferent, and he didn't seem to have any thoughts. He was just staring quietly at the door of the art gallery opposite.
If they hadn't met Shen Liao and his group this afternoon, their clues might have really been lost.
She stood up from her seat and Zhou Jie was washing glasses behind the bar. Compared to the previous two days, there was nothing special.
"A cup of coffee, a small cake, or maybe you have anything else delicious?"
Zhou Jie looked up at her and nodded.
"Okay, I made chocolate, do you want some?"
"Sure." It just so happens that the sugar intake seems to be insufficient.
She rested her hands on the bar and leaned against it to talk to Zhou Jie.
When he looked back, Mo Ran thought of Qi Chuzhao.
That guy must have been seriously injured to have come to this point. He seemed to be a little unsteady when closing the door. But even in this situation, he was still stubborn and refused to say anything.
Is it because if you tell it out loud, it will be detected by the plane? In that case, is the plane unaware of Duzhou's death?
She lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, but said nothing.
When Zhou Jie finished the work, the bell at the door rang twice.
Several people turned around and saw Shen Liao walking in.
She tied her hair up today and wore a gray long-sleeved shirt. She looked different from before.
Pei Yan stood up from his seat and looked in her direction.
Shen Liao's gaze moved around and finally settled on Gu Chaoxi's face.
She was still sitting in front of the bar, the dessert that Zhou Jie had just made was placed in front of her, and she had just picked up the spoon in her hand.
"I have something I want to tell you."
Shen Liao said this to Gu Chaoxi after he approached, and then glanced at Zhou Jie at the bar, as if he didn't want Zhou Jie to know what he said.
There were some conflicts between them, so Gu Chaoxi could understand it.
However, it sounded a bit strange to take the initiative to talk to her.
Pei Yan was a little worried and walked over to say something, but Gu Chaoxi shook his head at him, so he gave up and said nothing.
She asked Pei Yan to take the coffee and small cakes on the table and wait for her to come back and eat them.
So he stood up and followed Shen Liao out.
"Let's go to the art gallery. I want to see paintings. I may never see them again."
Although it was unclear what Shen Liao's motive was for saying this, Gu Chaoxi still followed him.
There were a lot of people in the art gallery in the afternoon, but going upstairs, it wasn’t too crowded yet.
The fourth floor is not open yet, probably because of what happened in the morning.
Perhaps it was because Gu Chaoxi glanced towards the fourth floor and was noticed by Shen Liao. She turned around and smiled desolately with no expression on her face.
"You should have heard about what happened this morning."
Gu Chaoxi nodded: "I heard that someone smashed the paintings, so the fourth floor is temporarily closed."
"I did it." She admitted without hesitation, which made Gu Chaoxi stunned for a moment.
Then, Shen Liao looked towards the fourth floor, as if he was reminiscing about something.
"They shouldn't have taken out that painting."
The painting that was smashed was completed by Shen Liao and Zhou Jie's brother.
She never told anyone that she could also draw, and that she was not worse than others.
Perhaps because there are very few female painters like Shen Liao in this place, people always judge Shen Liao's paintings with caution.
In fact, Shen Liao's father was the first very good painter.
Under the guidance of his father, Shen Liao created many paintings, each of which has a very distinctive personal style.
Despite this, there are still people who think that Shen Liao's father should not give these to a girl. Girls should get married and have children, and taking care of their husbands and children is what girls should do most.
Later, Shen Liao created less and less, because she could not support herself by creating.
When she was with Zhou Jie's brother, she didn't say at first that she could draw.
One time, when she was helping her brother mix paints, her brother noticed it and asked her about it, so she proposed to paint a picture together.
Shen Liao still remembers how happy he was that day.
It had been a long time since she picked up the paintbrush, and she did it with her lover.
The painting took both of them an entire afternoon, and the finished product was always placed by the elder brother in the most conspicuous place at the entrance of the house.
Zhou Jie once asked why that painting was placed in the most conspicuous position.
My brother said that because so much love was poured into this painting, he felt extra happy whenever he saw it.
But after his brother died, Zhou Jie handed the painting over to the art museum.
Because of the differences in the brushstrokes, the museum determined that the painting was not completed by one person, but it did not tell Zhou Jie or ask anyone else. It just wanted to wait until the museum held an event before displaying the painting.
Shen Liao didn't find the painting at that time and never knew it because the painting had been handed over to the art museum long ago.
If she had known about this, the painting would never have appeared on the wall of the exhibition in the first place.
Why? Why did Zhou Jie just take out her and her brother's paintings so casually?
He is just a bitch.
There were tears in Shen Liao's eyes. Her body softened and she raised her hands to hold on to the railing beside her.
When I looked down at the stairs, I could even see someone on the first floor walking upstairs.
"You know, sometimes people are so desperate that they don't know what to do. Even death may not be the end."
She thought about ending her life with death countless times, but then she thought, why should her death be the end?
If I die, will those who have suffered be relieved?
unable.
Therefore, she wanted those who made mistakes to pay the price.
“You know, Zhou Jie knew that the painting was created by my brother and I, but he still chose to do this.”
Perhaps Zhou Jie was not very good at distinguishing the brushstrokes, but Shen Liao had made marks on the painting.
In the darkest color of paint, she wrote the initials of her name.
That symbol, Zhou Jie had seen it before.
She was sure that Zhou Jie had seen it and recognized it.
Shen Liao asked this when he was looking for a painting that night.
He said at the time, you can't draw, why are you looking for those things?
Haha, he obviously knew what she was looking for, but he deliberately gave the painting away.