"But you're my dream!" After speaking, Yu Xiao rushed out of the kitchen, picked up his clothes without washing his hands and rushed out of the house, making everyone chatting in the living room look at each other.

"What's going on?" Sasha had just finished telling Lin Xiaozhi a joke, and before the cherry mouth was closed, she saw the scene of Yu Xiao running away.

Lin Xiaozhi shrugged his shoulders and said that he didn't know. Hanyu kept his face gloomy in the corner, watching the door crack and rattle in the cold wind, then looked at the kitchen, and finally stood up and walked over.

"What's wrong?" Hanyu asked in a deep voice.

Every time I hear Hanyu's voice, there is a special magnetic field that deeply attracts Yang Qingtong, and this time is no exception.

"He told a joke just now, but it wasn't funny." Yang Qingtong barely squeezed out a smile to hide his embarrassment.

"Maybe I can tell you one too, but it's not a joke. Want to hear it? ”

"You also tell stories? I thought you would only take pictures of what you eat. Hehe! Yang Qingtong saw his serious and somewhat stiff expression, and quickly withdrew his smile and said, "Okay, you speak." ”

"There was once a very talented young man who wanted to learn to paint, but his family did not agree to it, and even strongly opposed it. He had no choice but to follow his parents' wishes and apply for a military academy. Later, he went to war and became a soldier who did not become a general. Then experienced the protracted World War II. In the war, he witnessed history as well as life and death. He showed the tragic scenes he saw on the battlefield in an artistic way through the brush in his hand. Later, he died, and his work was published to the world, becoming one of the most valuable paintings in the world. ”

"Who is he? How did I not know this person? Yang Qingtong asked curiously, because she had an accident studying art and knew many famous allusions, but this was the first time she had heard of it.

"I don't know who he is, and I think you'll find this story pretty ordinary, right? But then I heard a rumor that added to the story. Hanyu's storytelling skills are really good, and he has slowly whetted Yang Qingtong's appetite.

"What rumors?" Yang Qingtong had already finished brushing all the bowls in the sink and was preparing to dry his hands after washing them.

"A rumor about a treasure." Hanyu's originally stiff expression revealed a hint of emotion, "In his paintings, there is a secret hidden in the search for a huge treasure. It was after the war, and the defeated countries left behind the wealth that was ready to make a comeback. That's why his paintings are very, very precious. ”

"Really? It feels a bit like a World War II movie! Yang Qingtong listened to him more and more evilly, feeling that this was more ridiculous than a joke, "And then?" Did you find that treasure? ”

"It is said that there are thousands of his paintings, so each one may contain a fragment of that treasure map. Many people around the world are collecting his paintings in search of that legendary treasure. It's just that so far I haven't heard of anyone finding all the paintings, let alone the treasure maps in them. Hanyu stared at Yang Qingtong coldly, hoping to see something in her eyes.

"Well, the story sounds like a twist. But how troublesome is it to collect so many paintings? And it's not something that an ordinary person can buy, right? ”

"Yes, there are still people working on this huge project. Some mysterious organizations and individuals are frantically collecting his works, and since they can't find treasures, they can sell them for a good price. ”

"Sounds like a great way to make a fortune! I really want to see what kind of paintings can hide such a big secret. Yang Qingtong smiled, there was no trace of waves on her white and tender little face, and she felt in her heart that this matter was far away from her, just like hearing an unreachable fairy tale.

"Now these paintings are all over the world, and you might have seen them somewhere. It's just that you don't care. Hanyu couldn't bear it anymore, and the urging black rain had warned him again, if he couldn't find the painting again, he would kill himself directly.

Death is not terrible. The terrible thing is that his dignified A-class thief can't find a painting. Is it harder than going to Versailles to steal? If he gets any more useful information from Yang Qingtong's mouth, he will have to take "extraordinary" measures.

"Perhaps, even if you put that painting in front of me now, I wouldn't necessarily recognize it. Alright, now that you're done with your story, let's go back to the living room and sit down for a while. Otherwise, I'll miss Sasha's joke again. ”

Sasha was chatting with everyone in the living room, as if her jokes could amuse the whole world. It's just that after every speech, she is the one who laughs the most. It's a wonder that the joke teller makes himself leaning back and forth.

Lin Xiaozhi saw Yang Qingtong and Hanyu walking out talking and laughing, and a sour feeling suddenly surged up in his heart, "What age is it still popular to match men and women, and you are not tired of working?" ”

"What? Do you have an opinion? Why don't you come next time you wash the dishes, and you will have a man-to-man cooperation? Yang Qingtong stared at her apricot eyes and shot back like lightning.

However, the phrase "male-male cooperation" made everyone feel a chill. Especially Lin Xiaozhi is in a state of seasickness.

"I've left beforehand, I'll come back tomorrow!" Hanyu suddenly had a bold plan in his mind, and he decided to go back early to arrange it.

"Then I won't bother, goodbye everyone!" Lin Xiaozhi also followed him out of the bakery.

Only Sasha's nostalgic little expression was left in the action of waving her hand. Those uncomfortable eyes seem to be about to go through the constraints of time and space and date someone in another dimension.

"Wake up, don't be a nymphomaniac there." Yang Qingtong pushed Sasha.

"If is also a crime, then I am willing to be sentenced to 10,000 years." Sasha said quietly with a pout.

"If I were a judge, I would sentence you to life imprisonment and directly turn you from a nymphomaniac to an idiot." Yang Qingtong pulled Sasha's collar back to the bedroom, "You've been sticking to that slut for so long during the day, you should do something serious at night." ”

"What's serious? In this matter, apart from him and life and death, which one is not idle? Sasha's spiritual consciousness is still wandering in love and poetry, which makes Yang Qingtong a little confused all of a sudden.

If she can't think about it for a while, if she goes to a temple and nunnery to become a nun for several generations, how can I explain it to her father?

"I said Ka Pigsha, don't scare me. You're so young and so beautiful, why can't you think about it? Do you have to hang yourself on such a crooked-necked tree? ”