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"By the way, I heard that Feng Zichun is holding an art exhibition soon, themed around marriage and love. Would you like to check it out?" Fang Jing Shu broke the silence.
Li Wenbo nodded, "Sure, it's been a while since I last visited an art exhibition."
Feng Zichun was Fang Jing Shu's senior from university, a somewhat well-known artist. His works were famous for expressing the inner worlds of characters, and this exhibition's theme was dislocation, inspired by a true story about a bride who ran away on her wedding day.
On the opening day of the exhibition, the gallery was packed with people. Feng Zichun's unique style and bold use of color filled each painting with narrative depth, attracting many viewers who paused to admire them.
Li Wenbo and Fang Jing Shu walked side by side, appreciating the various pieces. Suddenly, Li Wenbo stopped in front of one painting, his gaze fixed intently on the canvas.
It was a portrait of a woman with long black hair, her eyes filled with confusion and sorrow. Although the woman in the painting lacked distinct facial features, Li Wenbo recognized her immediately; it was Dai Xinyi.
Fang Jing Shu noticed Li Wenbo's unusual reaction and followed his gaze to see the portrait. A sense of unease surged within her.
"This painting..." Li Wenbo murmured, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know where to begin.
At that moment, a familiar voice came from behind them: "This painting is titled 'Lost.'"
Li Wenbo and Fang Jing Shu turned around to see Feng Zichun.
"Hello, Senior Feng," Fang Jing Shu greeted him.
Feng Zichun smiled and nodded before looking at Li Wenbo with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. "Wen Bo, what do you think of this painting?"
After a moment of silence, Li Wenbo slowly replied, "It's very moving."
Feng Zichun chuckled softly. "The inspiration for this piece actually comes from Dai Xinyi's story."
Both Li Wenbo and Fang Jing Shu were taken aback.
"I know your story," Feng Zichun continued. "I don't mean to criticize anyone; I just want to showcase the complexities of human nature and emotional entanglements through art."
Li Wenbo took a deep breath but remained silent.
In fact, Dai Xinyi had also been invited to this exhibition. Feng Zichun glanced at the two of them. "She should be arriving soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, a slender figure appeared at the entrance of the gallery. Dai Xinyi wore a black dress; her face looked slightly pale, but her gaze was more resolute than before. She scanned the room until her eyes finally landed on Li Wenbo.
Their eyes met, and time seemed to stand still.
Dai Xinyi slowly walked up to Li Wenbo and softly said, "Long time no see."
Li Wenbo opened his mouth but found himself at a loss for words.
"I just wanted to come and see," Dai Xinyi's voice trembled slightly, "to see how you’ve been."
Li Wenbo glanced at Fang Jing Shu beside him and said, "I'll be right back; I need to use the restroom."
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