"Classmate Xiao, I accidentally pressed the painting and it got a little wrinkled. Is it important?"
The young man did not exchange too many pleasantries and got down to the topic quickly.
He was really worried about this issue.
It was rare to get a treasure. If it was destroyed by his own mistake, he would probably beat himself to death.
"Classmate Xiao?"
…
"Just a little crease?"
Xiao Xiao confirmed.
"Um."
The young man emphasized, "Just a little bit."
"How about I take a photo for you to see?"
The young man had an idea.
Yes, it is more accurate to see it with your own eyes than to say it verbally.
"good."
Xiao Xiao looked at the photos that the young man sent later.
Just a few thin creases.
And it's the back.
"fine."
He put the phone back to his ear, "This painting is not so fragile."
This painting is at least ten years old.
According to the young man, his grandfather always took out the paintings to watch and appreciate them.
In the end, it was in the hands of young people.
Therefore, young people do not need to be so cautious.
Maybe...this painting is more tenacious than other paintings.
After all, this painting has a special function that most paintings don't have.
…
"Um."
The young man nodded.
In fact, he also knew that he was overreacting.
However, even if he knew this, he could not control his thoughts.
Now that he had received Classmate Xiao's words, he felt that his slightly tense mood was slowly relaxing.
He attached too much importance to this painting.
...
Now that the problem was solved, the young man sighed unconsciously.
He didn't react until the sound reached his ears.
"Ahem~"
He touched his neck.
Obviously I had thought about it before.
Why can't I suppress my regret when I tell Master Xiao?
.....!
"What didn't you ask?"
Xiao Xiao asked clearly.
"Um."
The young man smiled bitterly.
"It was also the first time for grandma to see that scene."
"Grandpa never mentioned it to grandma before he was alive."
"I don't know if grandpa didn't tell grandma, or if grandpa didn't know..."
The young man couldn't help but express the conjecture that had flashed through his mind before.
"Classmate Xiao, do you think this is possible?"
"Grandpa didn't even know there was such a scene in his painting."
"Isn't that unlikely?"
The young man looked troubled.
He only saw it because of classmate Xiao.
Without Classmate Xiao, he thought, even if he had looked at this painting countless times, he would probably never have discovered this scene.
But grandpa...
If this scene was painted by grandpa, he would naturally be able to see it.
If this scene was not painted by grandpa, then unless there is someone like classmate Xiao beside grandpa, otherwise...
Grandpa can’t see it either, right?
...
"have no idea."
Xiao Xiao's too straightforward answer made the young man feel a little choked.
"Classmate Xiao..."
The young man shouted helplessly, "You..."
"Don't you have any guesses?"
"Don't you think which one might be closer to the truth?"
"Guesses also need to be based on."
Xiao Xiao smiled, "Now I don't have any basis."
"What about intuition?"
The young man subconsciously asked, "You said before that this painting was painted by two people, didn't you just say it was intuition?"
"That's because the painting is in front of me."
Xiao Xiao thoughtfully said, "So it triggered my intuition."
"Now......"
"Unless your grandfather appears in front of me..."
"Or could you tell me more information..."
"Otherwise, I have no intuition."
"..."
The young man is silent.
Grandpa has passed away, so it is naturally impossible to appear in front of classmate Xiao.
As for more information…
He wants to know too.
But who else could he ask?
Grandma, who is most likely to know the truth, knows next to nothing about it.
Except grandma, no one will know more about grandpa.
really......
The young man smiled bitterly and shook his head.
He had obviously given up before making the call.
As a result, after the call was connected, he "struggled to death" again.
He thought something would turn around...
It's obvious that he thinks too much.
...
"I see."
The young man rubbed his cheek.
"That's it."
"That's what I originally planned."
"But I made the call, so I'm inevitably taking a chance."
"I was thinking that maybe Student Xiao could find something..."
Hearing this, Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."
"I didn't find anything."
"No, it's not."
Xiao Xiao's "sorry" made the young man a little flustered, "I'm not..."
"I just think Classmate Xiao is so awesome..."
"The scene in the painting was seen by classmate Xiao..."
"Then, maybe Classmate Xiao can find something I haven't noticed..."
"Classmate Xiao can still see monsters."
How incredible.
Classmate Xiao is the so-called master, right?
Not the kind of "master" who cheats and deceives the world, but a real master with real talents and learning.
I was "frustrated" by my grandma, so I subconsciously wanted to rely on classmate Xiao's judgment.
As a result, classmate Xiao was not trying to be mysterious at all, he just took things into consideration -
Don’t all the masters like to do this?
The young man was confused for a moment.
Classmate Xiao told him the answer very straightforwardly.
But it wasn't the answer he wanted.
He found that his mood at this time was even lower than after he had just confirmed that grandma knew nothing.
Probably...because he knew it, and even classmate Xiao said he didn't know, so the matter really ended there.
He has neither the ability nor the direction to continue the investigation.
...
"Why."
The young man sighed softly.
"This question can only wait until a few decades later, when I go underground and ask Grandpa."
What a long wait.
"Perhaps by that time, you will have forgotten about this problem."
The corners of Xiao Xiao's mouth turned up slightly.
"......Probably."
The young man thought about it and found that what classmate Xiao said has a high possibility of becoming reality.
"However, as long as this painting remains in front of me, I think..."
"I will never forget."
The young man stretched out his hand to vaguely outline the outline of the landscape in the painting.
His eyes always fell on the thatched house that he had never seen in this painting before.
There is also a person and a monster inside and outside the thatched house.
...
"Classmate Xiao, I will never forget it."
Like a promise, the young man said these words solemnly.
"Um."
Xiao Xiao quirked his eyebrows.
No further comments were made on this.
Nowadays, young people swear by it, but the difficulty is that in the next few years, ten years, or even longer, young people can use this painting to think of a series of things they have experienced because of it, as well as the doubts that arise from it.
However, even if you forget...it's not a big deal.
