The young man shook his head.

He was thinking too much.

"Student Xiao, I accidentally pressed the painting and wrinkled it a little. Is it important?"

The young man didn't say much to greet him and started talking quickly.

He is really worried about this problem.

It is rare to get a treasure. If it is ruined by his own mistake, he will probably have the heart to death.

"Student Xiao?"

...

"Just a little crease?"

Xiao Xiao confirmed.

"Um."

The young man emphasized, "It's just a little bit."

"Why do I take a photo for you?"

The young man had a flash of inspiration.

Yes, it is more accurate than what you say verbally.

"good."

Xiao Xiao looked at the photos the young man sent him later.

Just a few thin creases.

And it's the back.

"fine."

He put his phone back in his ear, "This painting is not so fragile."

This painting has been described for at least ten years.

According to young people, his grandfather always takes out the paintings to watch and appreciate.

In the end, it also came to the hands of the young man.

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

Maybe...this painting is more tough than other paintings.

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

...

"Um."

The young man nodded.

In fact, he also knew that he had overreacted.

However, even if he knew this, he could not control the heart he raised.

Now that he got the words of classmate Xiao, he felt that his slightly tightening mood slowly relaxed.

He attached great importance to this painting.

......

Since this problem has been solved, the young man sighed unconsciously.

He realized it only when the sound reached his ears.

"Ahem~"

He touched his neck.

I've obviously been thinking about it before.

Why can’t I suppress my regret when I talk to Master Xiao?

......!

"Nothing was asked?"

Xiao Xiao asked in a clear way.

"Um."

The young man smiled bitterly.

"It's the first time grandma has seen that scene."

"Grandpa never mentioned it to grandma before he died."

"I don't know if my grandfather didn't tell her grandmother, or if my grandfather didn't know..."

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

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

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

“Isn’t it unlikely?”

The young man's face was tangled.

He saw it because of classmate Xiao.

Without classmate Xiao, he thought that he would probably not have discovered this scene even if he had read this painting countless times.

But grandpa...

If this scene was painted by grandpa, grandpa would naturally see it.

If this scene was not painted by my grandfather, then unless there is someone like Xiao next to me...

Grandpa can't see it, right?

......

"have no idea."

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

"Student Xiao..."

The young man shouted helplessly, "You..."

"You don't have any guess?"

"Don't you think that one is probably closer to the facts?"

"The guess also needs to be based."

Xiao Xiao smiled, "I have no basis now."

"What about intuition?"

The young man subconsciously asked, "Didn't you say that this painting was painted by two people before? Isn't it said it was intuition?"

"That's because it's painted in front of me."

Xiao Xiao thought, "So it triggered my intuition."

"Now......"

"Unless your grandfather and his old man appeared in front of me..."

"Or can you tell me more information..."

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

“…”

Young man is silent.

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

As for more information...

He also wants to know.

But who else can he ask?

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

Except for grandma, no one will know more about grandpa.

really......

The young man shook his head with a wry smile.

He had given up before calling.
To be continued...