After a long period of inactivity, the gallery left behind by the late famous painter Durrenburg is now back in full bloom.

Since evening, richly decorated carriages have driven towards the gallery from all over the streets and alleys, stopping outside its gates. This scene, which has not been seen for several years, seems to make people go back to the past, back to the heyday of this art gallery.

However, when the doors of the carriage opened, and the well-dressed passengers carefully stepped out of the carriage, the illusion was lightly shattered.

These passengers are former students who have spent years of their education here, but now they are moving further and further away from the girl and entering the most glorious era of a woman's life.

After several years of polishing, their faces are no longer the youthfulness of the time, but full of charming but insincere smiles, and the ease of demeanor and demeanor shown in their demeanor has revealed the charm of women, but people do not feel much real temperature.

When they met, they greeted each other, and then politely greeted each other as they slowly walked into the gallery, joking with each other and bursting out laughing from time to time, as if recalling many happy memories.

It wasn't until they followed the old memories and walked up the stairs, and then through the open door and into the studio where they had studied daily, that a strange feeling suddenly revived in their already dry hearts.

As it was getting dark, the large lattice glass windows on the sides had been obscured by faded dark flannel curtains, illuminated by the slightly mottled rusty copper candlesticks on the walls. flickering with dark and uncertain shadows; On the walls, there are canvases and frames scattered all over the place. It's like someone just discarded yesterday. And the walls and floors, which have been stained with various paints, are full of memories.

Everyone looked at the messy studio. I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, as if time had been temporarily stopped.

In the messy arrangement and the paint-stained floor, they recalled their carefree days. In those days, they really lived without worrying about everything and enjoyed the sweetest life.

Only then will a thoughtful, even stunned, look on everyone's face. This expression only existed for a short moment, and then it was appropriately hidden under the smile, as if it was a sacrifice to youth.

If only there was a painter here who could paint them as they really looked like in this moment. What a great thing that would be......

Society took away their purity and innocence, and then gave them a smile of sophistication and calmness.

"Happy birthday, Mademoiselle de Treville!"

One by one, they shouted to the girl standing in the middle of the studio.

The girl was also dressed up at this time, and returned the salute to everyone with a smile on her face.

These old classmates gathered together with smiles on their faces.

What a scene full of warmth, and who would believe that this was a deliberate cover for an unspeakable sin?

Under the candlelight as bright as day, how many shadows are hidden?

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Matilda felt like she should have been happy today.

Today she attended a party organized by her friends in the place where she used to study painting, and she met many other friends. Everyone chatted together, reminisced about the old days together, and for a while, it was as if they had returned to the time of the year, and all their worries were thrown away.

"Miss Tremier. You've picked a great place today. She smiled at Fran standing next to her, "It's been a long time since we've been here, and we're nostalgic for being here." ”

"Ever since the teacher gave it to me. I haven't been here much, I've just been idle here. After deciding to hold a party here this time, I asked someone to clean it up temporarily. So a lot of places may not be very clean......" Fran laughed a little embarrassedly, "but." I think it's a good thing, it's much more fun than at home. ”

"No, that's just right! If it weren't for the sculptures, paints and canvases scattered around, I wouldn't be used to it! Mary burst out laughing, "Think of how naughty we were to have done such a great feat!" ”

Then, as if prank, she leaned over a plaster bust at her feet, then playfully flicked her fingers on its forehead.

Since the spring breeze with Charles, she has lived in seclusion for a while, and even excused herself not to see her friends, for fear that she will see the clues. However, fortunately, now that the body has recovered, otherwise I don't know if I can attend my friend's birthday party.

Her actions provoked laughter. Infected by her, everyone also put aside their manners at once, and played with the remnants on the ground, and some even kicked the sculptures under their feet, as if they had obtained a fun toy.

It was only then that people discovered that these people were actually children by the standards of later generations.

"It's a good thing you didn't call your brother over today." Although she didn't participate in this kind of playfulness, Lola also seemed very happy, "Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to talk well today." ”

"That's it!" One of her friends chimed in, "It's great to have only us here!" ”

Matilda frowned slightly.

That's what made her most unhappy today.

She didn't object to what Lola said, but staying with Lola didn't make her feel good either.

However, for the sake of Fran's face, she did not express this unhappiness directly.

"So, we want to thank Miss Treville for taking this place to reunite." Matilda was still smiling, "I sincerely hope that the gift we just gave will satisfy her." ”

The others laughed as well.

In this concerted smile, there are not many old differences, as if they were not the people who were divided into two factions to fight each other or even fight in arms.

However. This is just a façade.

The aristocracy, especially the women of the nobility, may not remember it. But it's definitely possible to hold grudges. The differences between the banking party and the aristocratic party are still there, and I am afraid that the "accumulated grudges" of the past will continue until they go to the grave. But no one will pick up paint and cake and throw it at each other as they did then. They've grown up and learned the hatred and patience of high society, so now they'll just smile at each other, and then be ready to see an opportunity to viciously punish each other in a bloodless way.

"Oh? You can think so, it looks like I've come up with a great idea," Fran looked very happy, as if she didn't feel the coldness under this smile, "Well, then everyone will use this as a meeting place, right?" You can come back more often in the future......"

Matilda could feel the moment. The embarrassment in the hearts of many people.

Of course, not everyone in the audience was as happy for Fran as Matilda and Mary, and some were even a little indignant and jealous that the teacher had given her the gallery and his collection before he died.

This is especially true after Fran invites everyone to come more often in the future.

However, among the people present at this time, none of them expressed this kind of affection. Instead, everyone smiled at Fran and agreed with her.

Because, no matter how you look at it, Fran is the best student of the teacher. If the teacher gave it to other people, I am afraid that he would not be able to convince the public, so he could not say anything strange, and could only envy her for good luck;

The more important reason is: Now the Tréville family has jumped to the top of the country with a lot of momentum, and these women from high society are very prominent. Naturally, I learned from my parents early on that I should deal with such people.

In this way, the two parties, led by Matilda and Lola, seemed to be incompatible in the studio at the time. Nowadays, no one mentions the grievances of the past, and everyone is smiling. Congratulations to Fran on her birthday.

In this starry and moon-like scene, Fran, who was surrounded by smiles and compliments, suddenly became the focus of all eyes like a princess.

The girl who always stayed in the corner, was ostracized by the two factions and ignored, and seemed to only think about painting, now stands out and stands above everyone else—the world is so strange and bizarre.

"You're beautiful today, Fran." Mary suddenly looked at Fran with envy, "To be honest, I was very jealous of you back then, you are so beautiful and you can draw so well...... But then I gave up being jealous. Because I found that I couldn't surpass you in either of those two ways, I ...... I had no choice but to look up. ”

Perhaps because she was already working for the Tréville family, or perhaps because of the guilt she felt, Mary now had the most pleasant attitude towards Fran, almost as if she were serving her respectfully, and she was not afraid of offending others by complimenting Fran too much.

"Huh?" Fran's face flushed slightly, and she blinked, "You...... You're talking too much, aren't you? ”

"Wasn't that what it was then?" Matilda echoed the same guilt, "At least I haven't found any of us better than you in either of these ways. ”

After hearing the words of the two of them, a hidden displeasure flashed across the faces of many people, but they also echoed it.

"Yes, I think Miss Tréville is the most beautiful of us."

"And talented......"

"The teacher also valued her the most at that time, so he passed on the studio to her......"

When they saw someone taking the lead, everyone complimented Fran with a gossip, bluffing her into a ripe face and looking very happy.

"See? Am I right? That's what everybody thinks," Mary rubbed Fran on the shoulder, "stop being modest, Miss! ”

"You know how to make fun of me!" Fran couldn't help but spat Mary, and everyone laughed again.

Looking at this harmonious scene, Matilda's heart suddenly had a trace of curiosity. Truth be told, she didn't care that her former party members were flattering others at the moment—though there was inevitably a sense of loss. But...... What about that person? She's not a good match, can she accept it?

As she thought, she stole a glance at Lola, wanting to see her struggling to hide her embarrassment and annoyance.

However, she miscalculated, and Lola's expression was still full of spring breeze as just now.

Has she changed sex, or has she become more gloomy? Matilda thought to herself, she preferred to believe the latter.

At that moment, as if sensing her gaze, Lola suddenly raised her head and glanced at Matilda.

Such a cold and emotionless gaze, sharp and sharp, murderous, made Matilda seem to have blood clotted for a while.

This person really hasn't changed at all, how could Fran think of inviting her over?

Enough is enough, really enough. Matilda thought to herself.

Anyway, she's already given Fran enough face, and she doesn't need to stay with this person all the time.

Then wait and see what happens, and then find an excuse to leave, she made up her mind. (To be continued......) R1292