The exhibition hall was located by the sea, and as soon as he arrived at the periphery, Qiao Qiao excitedly pulled Qin Qing's sleeve.

On the lawn outside the art museum, there are many brightly colored sculptures full of polka dots, such as giant golden pumpkins with black spots, and deformed petunias with yellow spots on snow, and bright colors, as if they are flowing at any time, wrapping the entire museum into a strange world.

There were a lot of people taking pictures on the outside of the lawn, but all they could hear were whispered voices.

Qiao Qiao was embarrassed to shout, holding back her excitement in her heart, and pulled Qin Qing to interpret the world of Yayoi Kusama in her eyes.

Qin Qing listened very carefully, but when he turned his head, he found that Qiao Qiao's voice was hoarse, not that he was talking too much, but that he was really crying.

"I, I just looked at Kusama's paintings, and I felt that the world of people with mental illness and mental illness is different from us, maybe in our eyes, they are patients, but maybe in another time and space, we are patients!"

These words made several people who came a little silent.

Especially Qin Qing, because she knew that there did seem to be another time and space in this world.

She took out a tissue and wiped the corners of Qiao Qiao's eyes.

"Okay, it's you who are arguing to come to see the exhibition, you're happy to come, crying like this, how stupid."

Qiao Qiao smirked.

She didn't tell Sun Yue about this, and pulled Qin Qing to look around.

In this kind of thing, she felt that Qin Qing was a confidant, and Sun Yue was a decorator who only knew how to decorate.

The two of them left, and several men looked at each other.

To be honest, art occasionally has gender distinctions, at least in the eyes of Ji Zheng and Su Ming, Kusama's works are good, but in terms of art, they are still poor, and Monet's Van Gogh's painting skills are obviously much better.

But they are also accepting, after all, what Qin Qing wants to do is an art exhibition about people with mental illness, and Yayoi Kusama is the best choice.

Several people also recorded while walking, and looked at the past seriously.

But as soon as they entered the hall, the faces of the three men were a little bad.

The exhibition hall is also made according to Kusama's artistic style, bright colors, spots that are easy to cause visual confusion, even if these are forgotten, the whole exhibition hall is actually full of magical colors.

In addition, although there are many people, the exhibition hall is large, and after it is distributed, it will be empty. There is no sunlight, only faint lights, and the whole thing is eerie.

Everyone remembers her condition when she rushed into Qin Qing's room yesterday, curled up on the ground, her whole person was delirious, her eyelids were rolling up, but she pushed Ji Zheng away.

They have been with Qin Qing for so long, and they also know that she is more or less easy to be involved with strange events, and they all think of it now!

"Look for them separately."

Ji Zheng was calmer, he pointed to the entrance on both sides where there were still people entering, and asked Sun Yue and Su Ming to go to one side, he walked in the middle, the most dimly lit, and everyone who came subconsciously missed the passage.

"Mobile phone contact."

Su Ming nodded and checked the mobile phone signal.

Sun Yue also looked at it and confirmed that the mobile phone signal was fine, and the three of them immediately separated and went to Qiao Qiao and Qin Qing in three ways.

In fact, they didn't know that Qin Qing was also looking for someone at this time.

She and Qiao Qiao separated.

When Qin Qing came in, there was a sculpture of a dahlias, this sculpture area was unusually large, and the whole was a heavy green background, and the paintings with the same background were displayed in the back.

Qiao Qiao was fascinated as soon as he came in, and as he walked, he couldn't help but let go of Qin Qing's hand, and walked around the sculpture, and when Qin Qing caught up again, the figure was gone.

She had to stand in place and wait, but after waiting for a long time, she didn't see her, Qin Qing was a little anxious and made a call, but Qiao Qiao should have turned off the mute, and she didn't answer two in a row.

There was no way, Qin Qing had no choice but to follow those sculptures and go deeper.

The further you go in, the dimmer the lights become, and the paintings on display gradually change from dark green to dark blue and black, and in the heavier and heavier colors, they are more and more vivid paintings.

The polka-dotted goldfish floating on the red waves, the blue sunflower floating on the orange background, the pumpkin surrounded by the black creeper, the blue-gray sculpture like the mouth of an alien relic, and the soft body with bright red polka dots, the deeper he walked, the more uncomfortable Qin Qing felt.

As if the wet, slippery and greasy breath floated again, she saw the road ahead, twisting and turning, as if the pavilion had specially released a white fog, and became looming, and finally felt that she could not continue walking.

She immediately turned around and walked out briskly.

But as soon as he took a few steps, he heard footsteps slowly approaching behind him.

The footsteps sounded like they sounded in the open forest, and with every step, there was an echo.

Qin Qing knew that in this kind of place, it was impossible to make such footsteps no matter what!

She tried to calm down, clutching her phone, and picking up her pace as she thought about making a call.

But the road in front of her seemed to be getting longer and longer, and she walked for a long time, but she couldn't get out! And the signal on the mobile phone is getting weaker and weaker, she has obviously made a few calls, but there is no response!

Qin Qing was a little scared, she wanted to walk faster, but her legs were weak, as if she couldn't move. Her head also began to feel groggy, and the black dots in front of her eyes kept changing, as if a black hole was forming, ready to suck her in.

Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Qin Qing was so frightened that he stiffened.

Then, I heard a slightly familiar voice: "Follow me." ”

She reacted, it was He Yong, and she didn't think much about it, and after his fingers held her wrist, she followed him around a corner and walked quickly in another direction.

The colors around them began to change, first pink and purple, then red and orange, and finally the place they arrived at was a pavilion full of white and colored spots, there was still no one, but at least this aura made Qin Qing come back to his senses a little.

She and He Yong both stood still, gasping softly.

Raising her head, she wanted to thank the other party, only to find that He Yong was very close to her, and almost as soon as she raised her head, she was about to hit his chin.

"You ......"

Qin Qing retreated in shock, and slammed his back against the wall.

He Yong hurriedly stretched out his hand to drag her, lest the back of her head also hit her. Just this drag pulled her to his chest.

He seemed surprised, chuckled, and reached out to grab her jaw.

"How are you going to thank me?" He smiled, with a hint of undisguised sarcasm.

Qin Qingzhen didn't know what he was mocking.

Push his hand away hard.

"I didn't say I wanted to thank you!"

These words seemed to suddenly arouse He Yong's anger, his face sank rapidly, and he pushed Qin Qing against the wall, and the whole person pressed down on her.