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A picture hangs on the white wall.

In the picture frame, a man and a woman are kissing. The man's hand is firmly controlling the woman's waist. The woman's face is slightly sideways, half of her face is exposed, and her eyebrows are slightly frowned. Her expression seems to be resistance or joy. It was impossible to tell exactly whether she liked or hated this kiss.

The other hand of the man stroked the woman's face. He lowered his head, looking down on his appearance. He only had black hair, as deep as the night.

The painting is decorated with gold foil and silver sheets, serving as the background of men and women, making the whole painting look sparkling and magnificent.

The bodies of this pair of embracing men and women are pouring geometric patterns. The man's body is dominated by sharp and angular patterns, falling from his upper body, while the woman's body is colorful ovals and circles. These patterns Not only does it decorate the whole painting, making the picture look full of beauty, but also has a strong symbolic meaning.

Men dominate, strong and sharp, women are forced to bear, love and hate are hard to distinguish.

In addition to this lingering sense of love and hate, the whole painting also has a romantic and passionate feeling, and all the love is displayed in this painting.

He Zhengyu stood in front of the painting and watched it quietly.

At this time, Ma Xing walked to him and stared at the painting.

With his slightly dark skin and short black hair, he looks like the man in the painting. His white skin is soft and beautiful, just like the woman in the painting who is being caressed.

When looking at paintings, quietness is the most basic, no one will take the initiative to disturb another person,

When He Zhengyu finished watching the painting and was about to step away, Zhen Xing's soft voice suddenly remembered, "He Zhengyu xi, what do you think of this painting?"

He Zhengyu was not surprised that someone would recognize him, but he didn't expect that Zhenxing would take the initiative to talk to him. He rarely watched entertainment news, and he never cared about the appearance of Quan Zhilong's girlfriend who had nothing to do with him. Although he didn't know this strange woman, he still replied politely, "General."

"Actually, the painter's technique is very good, but the whole painting has the feeling of mixing Francesco Hayez's "The Kiss" and Gustav Klimt's "The Kiss"."

He Zhengyu did not expect that the other party would see the source of inspiration for this painting at a glance. In fact, it is obvious that this painting imitates Gustav Klimt's "The Kiss", but it incorporates the It is difficult to see this point of Yezzy's "Kiss" at once, and Ha Jung-woo would not have felt it if he didn't like Francisco Hayez very much.

He was a little interested, so he looked at the woman across from him and lowered his voice, "You seem to know how to draw."

"I just happen to know a little story. After all, it's incredible that a painting imitating the fusion master's works can be placed here, isn't it?" Zhen Xing's eyes slightly curved.

He Zhengyu was a little curious in his heart. Just as he was about to speak, Zhenxing walked in the direction he was going, and said softly, "Why don't we watch it first, after all, it's the first time Art Basel is in Seoul, so it's very rare."

Seeing that the other party didn't speak on purpose, He Zhengyu didn't ask any further questions, just chuckled lightly, and followed her forward.

He followed the woman all the way through the works of the art exhibition, and became more and more curious in his heart. She was beautiful and knowledgeable, and he could talk about works of art, and he could see that he had sufficient knowledge.

After finishing the last painting, Zhen Xing looked at He Zhengyu and stretched out her hand, "Zhen Xing."

He Zhengyu also reached out to hold her soft little hand, and shook it gently, "He Zhengyu."

15 minutes later, the western restaurant near the art exhibition.

Makoto cuts the steak, the silver fork presses the steak, the cold blade cuts across, and the half-rare steak is immediately cut into a small piece, which is still bloody.

She opened her mouth slightly to eat the steak, licked the sauce off her lips with the tip of her tongue, and immediately showed a happy expression on her face, as if eating was a very happy thing for her, and even the people around her would feel the same. Happiness.

He Zhengyu looked at Zhenxing quietly, as if admiring a work of art, his eyes looked down from her bright and clear eyes, followed by her small and straight nose, and finally her bright red lips, her lipstick was bright Like blood, it doesn't fade at all. Even if you are eating steak at this time, it is still elegant and generous.

His masculine gaze didn't make Makoto angry.

She took a sip of red wine, her snow-white skin was stained with a tinge of crimson, her eyes were wet, she propped her chin with one hand, looked at He Zhengyu and said, "Thank you He Zhengyu for the treat."

"Think of it as your reward for introducing those works of art." He Zhengyu said, his eyes flicked over the snowy color of Zhenxing's chest, with a strange and polite smile on his face.

Zhen Xing smiled softly, "That painting is called "Kiss", but the woman in the painting seems to be resisting the man's kiss, love, or not love, everyone sees this painting and thinks differently , What did He Zhengyuxi see?"

"If you want to refuse, welcome." He spit out these four words, looked at Zhenxing, his eyes slightly bent, he is 42 years old, there are fine lines at the corners of his eyes when he smiles, and the years have filled him with the mature charm of a man.

These four words can be called a very masculine perspective. Zhen Xing looked into his eyes, opened his lips slightly, and asked, "Why do you think so?"

"I want to refuse, but I still look forward to it in my heart, isn't love just so complicated." He Zhengyu said.

He lightly changed the meaning of those four words.

"In fact, that painting is the performance art of an anonymous painter. She deliberately imitated the painting style of Gustav Klimt, who was influenced by Francisco Hayez's "The Kiss". ", even the appraisers were deceived by her and put the painting on the auction house, but she revealed the truth at the last moment. Although the painting was not actually auctioned, it aroused great public opinion. Later, that A painter donated the painting, but I didn’t expect it to appear here.”

It was the first time Ha Zhengyu heard this story, he asked, "What did she do so much for?"

Zhen Xing looked at He Zhengyu, blinked, and said innocently, "How do I know, that anonymous artist didn't say anything. Maybe it was for fun."

"Is it just for fun to turn everyone around?" He Zhengyu smiled and shook his head slightly, "I can paint so that the fake ones are real, I have done so much, just for fun, interesting."

He was curious from the bottom of his heart, and saw that Zhen Xing didn't want to continue talking, and he didn't continue to ask.

"Thank you for this meal." Zhen Xing stood up, then took out a business card and handed it to He Zhengyu, "See you next time."

She didn't have any invitation, but said firmly "see you next time", as if she would definitely see He Zhengyu again.

He Zhengyu took the business card. There was mottled silver on the dark gold business card, without any name, and there was a faint image of a woman on it. He subconsciously tilted his hand slightly, revealing the true appearance of this 3D business card.

Makoto's name, and the blurred profile of the woman.

"Freelance photographer." He Zhengyu looked at the words above and read, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Compared with the photographer, this artistic business card is too similar to the "fake" painting just now, as if it came from the same person.

He accepted the business card, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

It seems that we will really see you again.