After Shui Youyou and Yu Zijie got into the taxi, they kept being stunned in the car, without asking the location, and they didn't seem to be afraid of being deceived.

Yu Zijie hooked his lips unhurriedly, sighed silently, and said something that Shui Youyou didn't hear: stupid.

Before he knew it, the car had arrived at its destination, and Shui Youyou finally came back to his senses in the prompt sound of the arrival information that Yu Zijie scanned and paid the fare for the driver.

got out of the car and followed Yu Zijie into an art exhibition.

The staff probably explained the partition of the exhibition and left, in this empty room, there are not many people watching the exhibition, so it seems very empty, and occasionally a few voices can be heard.

"What are you bringing me here for?" Shui asked puzzled.

Yu Zijie frowned, looked at her coldly, and even had a mocking coldness at the corner of his mouth, "It turns out that your soul is still there!" ”

Shui Youyou pursed his lips uncomfortably, a little embarrassed.

She heard him take her to get handmade works, and thought that she was looking at other people's works, or that they were already ready... Sure enough, I had an extravagant hope.

"Recently, there are no other art exhibitions in City A, only this, you don't expect me to take you to the museum if you are looking for design inspiration!"

Yu Zijie walked to a landscape picture and stopped, and his sharp eyes glanced coldly at the girl who stopped beside him, "My current credits are firmly in your hands." ”

Shui Youyou's eyes flickered, and he subconsciously touched the tip of his little nose, although he spoke quite badly, but he still whispered a word of thanks.

Shui Youyou followed Yu Zijie for most of the circle, and finally the two stopped in front of a picture of "Rebirth" at the same time.

Yu Zijie's gaze fell calmly and coldly on the painting.

And the water is very complicated.

The first feeling of the painting "Rebirth" is sickness, the long yellow sand, the corpses of countless children, the countless yellow sand dyed red with blood, and the endless breath of death, and there is no sense of the meaning of the title "Rebirth".

The only thing that gives life to this painting is the only one in the yellow sand that is abrupt, small, and extremely incongruous, crookedly half-uprooted.

Shui Youyou suddenly understood the painting, or what the painting wanted to express.

It was a message of struggle, waiting for hope, as if someone could only find it and be born again.

Because she saw the subtlety in it, a small hand hidden at the root of the tree, because it was like a criss-crossing tree root that was easy to be overlooked.

She felt that there was a newborn born hidden behind the tree, a living being, what the painting was really trying to express.

Shui Youyou suddenly remembered the child trafficking incident that shocked the whole country more than ten years ago, and the "boom" in his mind was shocked by countless memories that had been hidden or disappeared.

Shui Youyou's face turned pale, and he subconsciously took a step back.

His eyebrows and eyes were slightly furrowed, why did he always think of bad things every once in a while.

"What's wrong?" Yu Zijie came back from the painting in vain, looking at her actions puzzled, and a little funny, "You can be scared like this when you look at a painting." ”

Shui Youyou's black and white eyes looked at Yu Zijie and asked, "What do you see in this painting?" ”

"This painting should be able to buy a lot of money." Yu Zijie didn't answer.

Shui Youyou crooked his neck, what the hell.

"The taste of bloodlust is too strong, and this painting must be perverted if anyone likes it." Yu Zijie said lightly, his face was gloomy, this painting reminded him of a lot of memories.

Shui Youyou's gaze fell on the painting again, and he muttered thoughtfully: "What are you saying that you can't stop chopping!" ”

"Love. Friendship. Yu Zijie said, as if he had thought of something, and a warmth leaked from his sharp eyes.

Life is not endless, friendship continues.

When the words fell, Shui Youyou's eyes fell on the small tree for a long time, and then suddenly realized: "Yu Zijie, I thought about it, I thought about it." ”

Yu Zijie lowered his head and asked, "What?" ”

Shui Youyou's little hand excitedly tugged at the corner of his clothes, and said happily, "I thought about what kind of handicraft we do." ”

The round face of the water is slightly dyed pink because of the excitement, the corners of the lips are smiling, and the eyes are clean and bright, but they seem to be thousands of graces.

Yu Zijie looked at such water, and his heart chuckled, and a strange gushing out.