"Where do you mean?" I turned my eyes to the painting and asked.

"Color." He said, "The color of the light. ”

The light of the delicate light gradually deepens from light white to light gold and then gradually deepens the color, overflowing as if rippling with a tune, lingering on each guest, the whole scene is grand and gorgeous, with an indescribable sense of beauty.

But what's wrong with that?

"Look there," said Si Tianzhe, his gaze directing me to one of the ladies in the painting, my aunt, Shirley, "Is there any difference in the light on her body?" ”

"In that case," I observed for a moment, gradually discovering the anomaly, "the light there seemed to be ...... It was a little brighter, and it was softer, yes, even if it wasn't obvious to the others who were as far away from the crystal chandelier in the center of the hall, but she shouldn't have such a different color. ”

"That's right, and though it is not reflected in the painting, according to the general principle of design, the lamps placed on the top will show all kinds of symmetry, and if there is indeed a lamp of a special hue above her, or if the light of several lamps is staggered to produce such a unique hue on her, why not see her from the center of the ballroom, where the crystal chandelier is located, to show such a light?" His tone was already serious, and his logical analysis was methodical, laying out all the clues one by one.

I bowed, and then his voice analyzed, "Not even everyone present was illuminated by such a light. Aunt Shirley was the only one, as if some kind of bright and soft brilliance was around her...... And although I was not very familiar with this aunt, I had never seen her look so gentle on her face. Even his eyes are as soft as water. ”

"The works of the painter often bring out a little personal emotion to a greater or lesser extent, mixed with the painter's own emotional tendency." He said calmly, "We might as well make such a bold guess." ”

I thought in a deep voice, and suddenly I thought of this passage that I had just seen when I was looking through Mr. Hill's diary:

'It's been a cold winter, Thorn. ’

Will you stay here a little longer, then?' ’

'It doesn't seem to be......

Interestingly. Thorn is Mr. Hill's rarely known name, and as my father had heard before, it seems to be Mr. Hill's name in one of the dark organizations he controls. It is said that even the deceased Mrs. Hill did not know about thorns.

And the woman who said this, Mr. Hill called her Cher in his diary.

I didn't care at the time. It's just that this Cher is a woman who is a close personal friend of Mr. Hill. Except that there was no mention of Cher in the diary, I simply skipped her. Now it seems that in this implied emotional dialogue, the heroine seems to be more reasonable to explain as Aunt Shirley.

Aunt Shirley, on the other hand, traveled all year round, started her own business, and rarely came back except for large gatherings in the family, and I remember seeing her no more than five times since I was a child, and each time it was a big occasion such as a family celebration. I paid special attention to the time, which was the inauguration of the second American building in Los Angeles, which the family invested in. Aunt Shirley also came to attend.

This is no longer speculation, nor is it some random coincidence.

And as far as the current situation is concerned, not only Mr. Hill is interested in Aunt Shirley, I am afraid that Aunt Shirley is also obsessed with him, and the two even had an affair. Intimate intercourse. Otherwise, Cher's record in the diary would not have been abruptly interrupted, and the events that followed must have been deliberately avoided by Mr. Hill in case they would be exposed one day and cause a huge storm.

I smiled slowly, as if the fog had been lifted, and I had finally straightened out a clue in my head.

"So you're trying to tell me that the bright, soft light is the result of Mr. Hill's own emotional inclinations, and the inner reaction of his eyes when he sees that man." ”

"Yes," Si Tianzhe looked at me, his eyes were clear, and his voice expressed another deep meaning in a voice that could not be mistaken for me, "When I love you deeply, in my eyes, the light of the whole world gathers on you. ”

My heart beat suddenly, and I was stunned by his confession, and I was stunned for a moment.

In my eyes, the light of the whole world is gathered on you.

His intense gaze at the moment clearly announced such a fact.

Suddenly suppressed and panicked in my heart, I lowered my gaze, avoided the burning eyes that were close at hand, and whispered, "I understand, thank you." ”

Then I hurriedly took out my phone, turned around and walked away two steps, and with the urgency of trying to escape something, I even organized the language in my head a little, and dialed Aunt Shirley's number.

"My dear Ruori, it's a surprise to receive your call so late," there was a little noise on the other end of the earpiece, accompanied by Aunt Shirley's usual friendly and touching tone.

"I'm sorry to interrupt so late," I apologized insincerely, "but I'm afraid there's something that Aunt Shirley has to help with." ”

"Oh, what is it? I'm at a hot spring party with a friend, so why don't you come along......"

"I'm not in such a good mood," I tugged at the corners of my lips, "and let me tell you where the most hidden secret room in the Hill family castle is. ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a second, just a second, and Aunt Shirley's voice came cordially as usual, "What did Ruori say?" ”

"No need to hide it anymore," I didn't bother to go around in circles, and went straight to the point, "Mr. Hill's diary is now in my possession, and it contains some very interesting things, it turns out that during Mr. Hill's lifetime, there was a lady with whom he had a close relationship, and the relationship between the two seemed to be very good. ”

"Oh, really?" She said calmly, sounding like she had changed to a quiet place.

"This lady, Mr. Hill calls her 'Cher,' but unfortunately, when Mr. Hill was intimate with this Lady Cher, Mrs. Hill had not yet died." I smiled, "I'd like to hear what Aunt Shirley has to say about this." ”

"I'm afraid I don't have the right to express my opinion, it's a family matter for the Hill family after all," her voice was calm, and it was rare that she could still maintain her composure until now, "Besides, Mr. Hill has passed away, Ruori, I don't think it's humane to dig into his privacy like this." ”

I secretly admired that she was forced like this, and she could still fight back quietly, which was really powerful.

"Auntie is right, but if it weren't for the fact that this matter involves people who are still alive, I wouldn't want to find out, especially since the heroine of the matter happens to be someone I know well," I stared, "Auntie doesn't delude herself into thinking that it is just a coincidence that such titles as Shirley and Cher appear here, right?" (To be continued.) )