While they were chatting, Young Master Xu separated from them and went to appreciate the paintings alone. From time to time, he would look at Li Weiyin, who looked at him one or two times, and found that he had been standing in front of a painting for a long time.

Such a long stay also attracted the attention of Lin Juonong and Mo Degan. Mo Degan made a gesture and Lin Juonong slowly approached Master Xu. Perhaps because he liked Lin Juonong's words, Master Xu was not so resentful of his proximity, but it was not much better, and he still treated him as air.

Li Weiyin picked a good angle and saw that painting. At first glance, she found that a man was painting. But when she looked closely, it seemed that the man who was painting was also painting again.

"This is the inspiration I got from seeing a famous foreign painting." Lin Juonong spoke out, deliberately paused, and did not feel his rejection, and then continued, "Life is like this, I can't tell whether we are arranging our lives or the people arranged by my life."

You are depicting the vastness of the sky. Maybe you feel that the sky is all in your writing, but you forget that you are actually painting under the sky.

After he seemed to understand, Mr. Xu went to another painting, and Lin Juonong followed him, but he did not reject him.

Another painting is a mirror that shines on people.

"Where are people looking in the mirror in multiple mirrors, or are people looking in the mirror?" Lin Juonong was very caring. Even if Master Xu didn't say a word, he also introduced him, "Sometimes his eyes are the easiest to deceive us. Because they belong to him, they believe more, but in fact, the real scene is not like this."

After Lin Juonong said this, Xu Yimo's body stiffened. He stared at the painting that seemed to be an infinite cycle and could not tell the order. Li Weiyin suddenly felt something was wrong with his emotions.

She hurriedly wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Mo Degan. Mo Degan whispered: "Look at it again."

Master Xu's face became increasingly ugly. He looked at the painting and seemed to be thinking something, which made him very painful. He reached out and hugged his head, and veins gradually fluctuated on his forehead.

Li Weiyin brushed Mo Degan's hand away, rushed forward and was about to slash Master Xu's neck with a knife.

How could he know that Master Xu seemed to feel something? He suddenly turned his head, his eyes covered with red blood, and he looked very violent.

"Don't touch him!" Modegan shouted.

Lin Juonong reached out to stop Li Weiyin, and the two of them fell to the ground, but they did not meet Master Xu.

He seemed to have lost his mind, and suddenly looked at Lin Juonong and Li Weiyin who were falling to the ground strangely.

Just like a beast in the jungle, it is judging whether something is the object it is going to attack.

He looked back and forth several times, but seemed to feel no danger, so he gradually calmed down.

His eyes were still red, but he swept away a little fear of the storm. He seemed to know that he had had an attack just now. Master Xu's face looked very ugly, and he didn't want to stay here.

He walked out with big strides, and Li Weiyin could only chase after him: "Mr. Lin, I'm sorry..."

She also bought vegetables and planned to give Xie Lin Juonong a good answer.

"Go quickly." Lin Juonong urged her tolerantly.

Li Weiyin hurriedly chased after him and saw that Master Xu had already gotten into their car. He coldly ordered Uncle Liang: "Drive."

Uncle Liang didn't move immediately when he saw Li Weiyin had not arrived yet.
Chapter completed!