Chapter 1672 Giving up
The young man shook his head.

He thinks too much.

"Student Xiao, I accidentally pressed down on the painting and it's a little wrinkled. Is it serious?"

The young man didn't exchange too many pleasantries and went straight to the point at a rapid pace.

He is really worried about this problem.

It was a rare opportunity to get such a treasure. If he accidentally destroyed it, he would want to kill himself.

"Student Xiao?"

……

"Just a little crease?"

Xiao Xiao confirmed.

"Ah."

The young man emphasized, “Just a little bit.”

"How about I take a picture and show it to you?"

The young man had a flash of inspiration.

Yes, seeing it with your own eyes is more accurate than hearing it verbally.

"it is good."

Xiao Xiao looked at the photos that the young man sent over afterwards.

Just a few thin creases.

And it's the back.

"fine."

He put the phone back to his ear. "This painting isn't that fragile."

This painting is at least ten years old.

According to the young man, his grandfather would always take out paintings for him to observe and appreciate.

Finally, it arrived in the hands of the young man.

Therefore, young people do not need to be so cautious.

Maybe this painting is more resilient than the others.

After all, this painting has a special function that most paintings do not have.

……

"Ah."

The young man nodded.

In fact, he also knew that he was overreacting.

However, even knowing this, he couldn't control his excitement.

Now that he heard what Xiao said, he felt his slightly tense emotions slowly relax.

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.

"Cough cough~"

He touched his neck.

I had obviously thought it through before.

Why is it that when I was about to tell Master Xiao, I couldn't suppress the feeling of regret?
!

"Didn't ask anything?"

Xiao Xiao asked with understanding.

"Ah."

The young man smiled bitterly.

“It was also the first time that grandma saw that scene.”

"Grandpa never mentioned it to grandma when he was alive."

"I don't know whether grandpa didn't tell grandma or grandpa doesn't know."

The young man couldn't help but say out the guess that had flashed through his mind before.

"Student Xiao, do you think this is possible?"

"Grandpa didn't even know there was such a scene in his painting."

"Isn't it unlikely?"

The young man looked conflicted.

He also saw it because of classmate Xiao.

Without Xiao, he thought, even if he had looked at this painting countless times, he probably wouldn't have noticed this scene.

But grandpa
If this scene was painted by grandpa, he would certainly be able to see it.

If this scene was not drawn by Grandpa, then unless Grandpa has someone like Xiao by his side, otherwise.
Grandpa can’t see it either, right?
"do not know."

Xiao Xiao's overly straightforward answer made the young man feel choked.

"Student Xiao"

The young man shouted helplessly, "You"

"Don't you have a guess?"

"Don't you think one of them might be closer to the truth?"

“Guessing also requires evidence.”

Xiao Xiao smiled and said, "I don't have any basis now."

“What about intuition?”

The young man subconsciously asked back, "You said before that this painting was painted by two people, didn't you say it was intuition?" "That's because the painting is in front of me."

Xiao Xiao thought for a moment, "So it triggered my intuition."

"Now."

"Unless your grandfather appears in front of me"

"Or you can tell me more information."

"Otherwise, I don't have any intuition."

"."

The young man was silent.

Grandpa has passed away, so it is impossible for him to appear in front of classmate Xiao.

For more information.
He wants to know too.

But who else could he ask?

Grandma, who is most likely to know the truth, knows almost nothing about it.

No one knows more about Grandpa except Grandma.

really
The young man smiled bitterly and shook his head.

He had clearly given up before I called.

After the call was connected, he made another "lasting struggle".

He thought there would be a turn for the better...

Obviously, he was overthinking it.

"I see."

The young man rubbed his cheek.

"That's it."

“That’s what I had planned before.”

"But since I've already made the call, I can't help but be optimistic."

"I thought maybe Xiao could make some discoveries."

Hearing this, Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, "Sorry, I disappoint you."

"I don't find anything."

"No, it's not."

Xiao Xiao's "apology" made the young man a little flustered, "I'm not"

"I just think that classmate Xiao is so amazing."

"The scene in the painting was what Xiao saw."

"Then maybe Xiao can find something I haven't noticed."

"Student Xiao can still see monsters."

How incredible.

Student Xiao is the so-called master, right?
He is not the kind of "expert" who cheats and deceives the world to steal his fame, but a real expert with real talent and knowledge.

Having been "frustrated" by my grandmother, I subconsciously wanted to rely on Xiao's judgment.

As a result, Xiao did not try to be mysterious or evasive at all.
Don’t experts like to do this?

The young man was confused for a moment.

Student Xiao told him the answer very directly.

But it was not the answer he wanted.

He found that he was even more depressed than when he had just confirmed that his grandmother knew nothing.

Maybe because he knew, and even classmate Xiao said he didn't know, then the matter really ended here.

He had neither the ability nor the direction to continue the investigation.

"Hey."

The young man sighed softly.

"I can only ask this question decades later when I go to the underground and ask my grandfather."

What a long wait.

"Maybe by that time, you've forgotten about this problem."

The corners of Xiao Xiao's mouth curled up slightly.

".Probably."

The young man thought about it and found that what Xiao said had a great chance of becoming a reality.

"But as long as this painting stays in front of me, I think..."

"I will never forget it."

The young man stretched out his hand and vaguely outlined the contours of the mountains and rivers in the painting.

His eyes remained fixed on the thatched cottage which he had never seen in the painting before.

There is also a man and a monster inside and outside the hut.

"Student Xiao, I will never forget it."

The young man said this solemnly as if it was a promise.

"Ah."

Xiao Xiao curved his eyebrows.

No further comments were made.

Young people today are full of confidence, but the difficult part is that in the next few years, decades, or even longer, young people will be able to use this painting to recall the series of things they experienced because of it, as well as the doubts that arose from it.

But even if you forget, it’s no big deal.

(End of this chapter)