Chapter 803


    There were many people who came to see the exhibition. There were rows of luxury cars in a row,


    which looked very grand. At the entrance, Crystal easily found Roy. She trotted a few steps and said,


    "Roy!"


    Roy wore a grey shirt with fine stripes today, which made him look more elegant. Many passers-by


    would look at his bearing and appearance with appreciation. When they saw his legs, the appreciation


    turned into pity.


    Roy didn''t care about other people''s eyes and said softly, "Let''s go in."


    Crystal nodded and pushed his wheelchair past the entrance of the ticket. Stefan Miller''sst exhibition


    in Hallbury was held in a very grand manner, with all his masterpieces hanging on the walls of the


    gallery.


    Suddenly, Crystal saw a painting.


    Perhaps because the scenery in the painting was not very outstanding, there were very few people


    who stayed in front of the painting to enjoy it.


    "Roy." Crystal said softly, "Look at that painting. It looks familiar, doesn''t it?"


    Roy paused and said, "This is Sunshine Vige."


    It was andscape painting. However, due to the profound painting skills of Stefen Miller, a corner of


    Sunshine Vige was perfectly disyed. Crystal even knew that standing on a small hill next to the


    house, one could see a ditch.


    Mr. Miller had been to Sunshine Vige?!


    This made Crystal very shocked. She took a closer look and realized that this was not painted by Mr.


    Miller. There was only a line of dates below, and there was no signature.


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    "Hey." Miller, surrounded by the crowd, escaped. He was already too old. His hair and beard were all


    white, and his steps were trembling. He wore a pair of thick sses, but he still couldn''t see the way


    clearly. However, he greeted Crystal enthusiastically. "Little girl, do you like this painting?"


    Crystal nodded and asked, "Isn''t this your work?"


    "No." Miller adjusted his sses and said, "This is the work of one of my students. She is the most


    talented person I''ve ever seen. Unfortunately, painting is just one of her countless hobbies. She didn''t


    continue painting."


    "May I ask your student''s name?"


    Miller thought for a long time, and only then did he say, "I''m sorry...it really was a long time ago."


    The old man was old and always had a bad memory. He couldn''t remember his student''s name, but he


    still remembered the conversation at that time.


    "... I asked her if it was her hometown that she painted."


    At that time, the young woman raised the corner of her mouth and said, "No."


    "But I also have a deep affection for this ce."


    "This is my ideal hometown."


    "You seem to care about that painting very much," Roy said softly.


    "It gave me a very special feeling." Crystal said, "Sunshine Vige was just an ordinary small vige.


    There were not many people who had been there before. That painting might be the work of a


    deceased person."


    "A deceased person?" Roy paused and then smiled. "Do you think it''s a work of a deceased person?"


    Crystal nodded. It happened that they had turned to a corner. The spotlight on the top of their heads


    shone down, making the light and shadows on Roy''s face particrly clear. In the light, his face


    showed an indescribable coldness and indifference.


    It was far from his usual expression.


    But that was only for a moment. After turning the corner, Roy''s face was still calm and gentle, and


    Crystal even suspected that she was hallucinating.