Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Honest Thief

It's a nightmare! Yes, it's just a continuation of my day, night, and cycle. But what is it that is about to explode in the lungs at this time?

I already know! I really already know what I have in mind for Alpha!

My God! Can you stop reminding me, testing me, and tempting me over and over again?

I am running out of strength to continue suppressing the sin in my heart!

I know that there is a cunning side to my nature, and although I am careful to bury those dark things in my heart, why do I keep provoking me to entangle and regret them?

I don't want to regret it, only this feeling, I really don't want to regret it!

But, even like me, I want to be selfish for once!

Don't let me waver, please!

"Gu Xiaoxiao!" Xu Xinyang hurriedly chased after the slender body that was turning around and fleeing from the art museum.

"Don't! Don't chase me! He shouted and ran away.

"Tiny! Little! Xu Xinyang was surprised that he couldn't catch up.

"Don't! Please! I beg you! Crying until the hoarse voice blew on the face of Xu Xinyang, who was chasing behind him, with the air current, it was dazzling. Gu Xiaoxiao didn't know who he was talking to.

"Yikes!" Xiaoxiao fell to the ground because she forgot to wear high heels that she was not used to.

"Tiny!" Xu Xinyang took the opportunity to catch up and pulled Xiaoxiao in his arms, "Why are you doing this?" Did the fall hurt? ”

Gu Xiaoxiao felt a faint pain in her knees, she lowered her head to see that the high socks were soaked in red liquid, and there was a small hole. Xu Xinyang happened to see it at the same time, and he had a very distressed expression, "Xiaoxiao, don't run anymore, okay?" ”

Little stared blankly at the opening, the high socks that Alpha had conjured for her were no longer intact, and she seemed to have lost something, something very important, before that moment.

She just glanced at the striking wound and stopped looking. It's just a fall, what's there to worry about?

Anyway, Alpha won't bother her anymore......

"Let's go take care of the wound!" Xu Xinyang picked up Gu Xiaoxiao by the waist and wanted to walk towards the nearby clinic he knew, but he didn't expect that after taking a few steps, Gu Xiaoxiao struggled to resist.

It's weird! This is the first time Gu Xiaoxiao has disobeyed him!

For a long time, Gu Xiaoxiao has always been obedient to him, but now...... Is this also because of Alpha?

"Let's go to the art gallery." Suddenly there was a calm.

"Still going? You see you're hurt, so we'd better go back to school first. Xu Xinyang didn't understand very much, and tried to persuade in tone, but he wanted to explore his small intentions.

"Don't! I promised you, let's go! Gu Xiaoxiao pulled Xu Xinyang, and the two walked into the art museum.

As if nothing had happened, Xu Xinyang wondered for a moment, had someone siphoned those few minutes out of the track of time?

Xu Xinyang looked at Gu Xiaoxiao, who was smiling, but still decided not to destroy the illusion of temporary storage.

There aren't many people in art museums today, and the atmosphere is perfect for those who want to take a closer look.

The Babel Museum is divided into three thematic pavilions, which include not only paintings and sculptures, but also many costumes, decorations, musical instruments, toys of different peoples in ancient times, as well as broken walls, foundation doors and even mummies of ancient buildings.

Gu Xiaoxiao's mind shifted to these imaginary associations caused by the immortality that had been baptized by the years, which made Xu Xinyang feel a lot more at ease.

Footsteps stopped in front of a statue, a small look, the female statue in front of her had no head and arms, but what she saw and felt was a posture of wings ready to fly. The upper body of the statue leans forward slightly, strong and plump, light and graceful, the clothes are flowing, a pair of strong and huge wings fly high, the thin clothes secretly reveal her plump and elastic carcass and light and graceful demeanor, the texture of the dress and the delicate carving of the folds of the clothes are breathtaking. Xiaoxiao's whole body and mind were infected, and he felt the infinite vitality of life and the fanatical passion of cheering triumph from the cold stone.

Closing her eyes, she seemed to merge with the statue - swimming down from the sky, standing on the top of a cliff by the sea, feeling the salty sea breeze blowing from her front. Facing the sea breeze, looking at the distant shore of the sky, spreading its wings and ready to fly, the dress blown by the sea breeze is close to the body, and the folds of the dress constitute a dense and smooth, smooth and agile leap of life. Although this life is broken, it is beautiful.

"This is the Goddess of Victory in Samothrace, do you like it?"

"Yes." Xiao nodded, "This is ...... Goddess of Victory? ”

"Look, it's written." Xu Xinyang touched her little head, rubbed her hair, and then pointed out the name tag to her.

"It's beautiful!" Xiao Xiao couldn't help but sigh.

"Really? There are also a lot of peerless treasures that will definitely feast your eyes! ”

"Yes!"

The two walked in the exhibition hall casually, and Gu Xiaoxiao kept his eyes on the exhibits, not looking at the pedestrians beside him at all, and promised not to see them at all.

This is escape, she knows it's cowardly, but that's all she can do.

No matter what, don't see that pair again!

After many eye-catching works, such as the bold and moving of "Saint Marie Madeleine", the inextricability of "Percissa and Eros", and the scandal of "Sleeping Hermaphrodite", all of which are memorable.

Xiaoxiao came to the statue of "The Dying Slave", and she was deeply touched by such a slave image that was beginning to move. The left hand supports the head leaning back, and the right hand seems to want to break free from the shackles on the body, and the whole echoes nature, and the form of dying and exhausted due to pain and torture makes Xiaoxiao think of his former self.

"What a vivid work!" Little muttered to herself.

"Really? I think it's okay. "The vicissitudes of life are mixed with a hippie smile.

"Who said that? I think it's superb! Xiao Xiao turned his head to look around while arguing, but found that there was no figure around him who might say such a thing, which was very strange, could it be an auditory hallucination just now?

"What did you just say?" Xu Xinyang saw a small abnormality.

"Nothing." Xiao Xiao shook her head at him and continued to focus on the works.

It should be auditory hallucinations, I'm so neurotic!

Little shook his head, leaving the strange situation behind.

After walking for a while, I finally came to the exhibition hall where the paintings were collected.

Jacques-Louis? David's "The Oath of the Brothers of Heras", Veronese's "The Wedding of Ghana" and Jericho's "The Raft of Medusa" dazzle Gu Xiaoxiao.

She walked to the place where the crowd gradually gathered, where Leonardo da Vinci's famous painting "Mona Lisa" hung out. The woman on the picture is dignified and handsome, with a deep and gentle smile on her face, Gu Xiaoxiao walked 180 degrees along the painting, carefully pondering the mysterious smile.

She found that no matter from which angle she looked at the person in the painting, the Mona Lisa's gentle gaze always looked at her with a smile, as if she were right next to her.

The person in the painting does not show his teeth, and the corners of his eyes and mouth are slightly upturned; Gentle, noble and peaceful; The appearance of charm and intoxication but seems to contain sorrow in the heart makes Xiao Xiao sigh with emotion, so that he does not realize that he and Xu Xinyang are scattered by the crowd.

The small body walked slowly in one direction, not looking at the feet and ahead, just staring at the dazzling color patches one after another.

Accidentally hit by the crowd, Xiaoxiao's center of gravity was unstable, and she was about to fall to the ground, at this time, a pair of powerful hands helped her in time, and she subconsciously shouted: "Ayang, thank you, ......" As a result, seeing that it was Afa who was holding her heart, she was speechless.

"How do you walk without looking at the road?" Afa's tone of reproach was a little rushed, but only he knew that his displeasure was all from the "Ayan" just now.

"You care about me...... I don't want to see it. Xiaoxiao pushed Afa away, trying to stand firm on his own, his lonely eyes full of sadness.

"What about Xu Xinyang? Why are you here alone? Alpha didn't argue with her as usual.

"Huh?" Xiaoxiao took a look, and then realized that he was separated from Xu Xinyang.

"You're always so uncomfortable."

"No matter how uneasy you are, I don't need to trouble you."

"But now it's bothering me."

"I'm sorry about that!"

Xiao Xiao clenched his fists, what the hell is wrong with the two of us?

"Where's your girlfriend?"

"She ......," Alpha would not be able to say for a while.

"Hmph, didn't you get separated from her too?" Xiao Xiao sneered, but he was a little happy in his heart, it turned out that he was really cunning.

"Let's take a look at it now." Alpha proposed a Jianyì, and he actually wanted to come with Xiaoxiao in his heart.

Gu Xiaoxiao's heart is shaking, it shouldn't be a sin to be willful once in a while!

Xiao Xiao hung her head slightly, "Yes." ”

The two of them walked side by side.

Stiff, it's better to say strange.

There is no longer the intimacy of the past, only the barren land remains.

Such incense is lonely, such smoke is withering, and it only takes a handful of water to flow at the fingertips.

Gu Xiaoxiao and Afa didn't say a word, and when they walked past an oil painting, they invariably stopped and looked back.

On the yellow and brown painting hanging on the wall, there is a vase at the bottom of the picture, which occupies only a small part of the whole layout, and it looks like something is missing, which is very strange. The two of them moved their eyes at the same time to look at the sign, which read, "Van Gogh "Sunflowers".

Ah Fa and Gu Xiaoxiao glanced at each other, "This...... What about sunflowers? Xiaoxiao was the first to speak, and it was unbelievable that the sunflower in the painting had disappeared without a trace.

Before Alpha could speak, he saw a short man wearing a black hat and a black mask on his face, dressed in black clothes walking up to the painting, tiptoeing down the painting from the wall, holding it in his arms, looking like he wanted to slip away.

Little stunned, what, is there still a thief who steals things in broad daylight?