Thirty-three years old.

Kate comes to visit.

Hayter greeted her.

Kate opened the door and walked directly to the living room aggressively, and then sat down on the sofa unceremoniously.

She pointed to the seat opposite and said:

"sit down."

Haidt did not express any dissatisfaction, but was a little surprised:

"Why are you here suddenly? Ha La is painting in the studio today and won't be back until early tomorrow morning."

Kate nodded:

"I came here just because I knew that Ha La was not here today?"

Haite said doubtfully:

"So you're here to see me? What's the matter?"

Kate leaned forward, looked into Hatter's eyes and said:

"Have you done anything bad to Ha La?"

Haidt frowned and said:

"No, what do you mean?"

Kate continued to stare into Hatter's eyes.

After a solemn silence.

Kate opened her backpack and took out a painting.

The painting depicts the silent deep sea.

There is only the deep sea.

Kate asked:

"Don't you know that Hala has been painting this type of paintings recently? You can probably tell, right?"

Haite's expression became a little more serious:

"Cage, loneliness, doubt, I saw these."

Kate's eyes lit up. She just felt that something was wrong with Halla's state. All the works seemed to vent negative emotions, but they were not as accurate as Haidt understood.

Kate lowered her head and looked at Holla's paintings again, feeling that she noticed something new in them.

Haidt said:

"I talked to her about it and her response was just to not worry about it."

Kate asked:

"So you're not worried?"

Haite smiled and said:

"Of course I'm worried, but I know there's nothing I can do. I know her very well. If there's anything I can do to help, she will definitely tell me. But she doesn't say it because she is the only one who can face this."

thing."

Kate asked:

"What's up?"

Haight was affected by:

"I have no idea."

The two looked at each other like this, and then fell silent.

Thirty-five years old.

Haidt stood silently in the studio, looking at Holla who was holding the paintbrush tightly.

Ha La didn't even look at him.

He has been watching here for thirteen hours.

Halla hasn't put pen to paper yet.

Haidt said:

"It should be over, you put too much energy into it."

Ha La turned to look at Haite. Twenty-fifty thousand

The woman has an expressionless face.

Even after living with her for so many years, Haite still felt a little creepy.

Hala asked:

"I must know."

Haidt asked:

"What's the point, and there are so many people in the world, but no one cares about what you're thinking about? This meaningless struggle will only destroy you."

Hala replied:

"Then let it destroy me."

Haite sighed:

"you've changed."

Hala said:

"People will grow. It would be weird if I kept standing still. Haven't you changed a lot in these years? From the beginning to today, who has remained unchanged?"

Haite shook his head and said:

"It's too much."

He left.

Thirty-seven years old.

Holahite separated.

The two of them had no contact with each other anymore and became strangers.

Thirty-nine years old.

Ha La finished her day's work and returned home dragging her tired body.

Although fewer and fewer people have bought her paintings in recent years, the wealth she accumulated in the past was enough for her to squander throughout her life.

The woman was lying on the sofa, picked up "Alice Through the Looking Glass" on the table, turned to the end of the book, and read softly:

"'Your Majesty the Red Queen, you can't snore so loudly.' Alice rubbed her eyes and said to the kitten, her tone was respectful but also a bit stern. 'Oh, you woke me up from my sweet dream! Kay

Dee, you've always been with me - through the looking-glass world, you know that, little one?'

…

'Katie, now let's figure out who dreamed all this, honey, this is a serious question, don't you ever lick your paws like that again - it's like Tina hasn't groomed you this morning

! Look, Katie, it’s either me or the red king who’s dreaming. Of course, he’s part of my dream—but then again, I’m also part of his dream! Katie, that’s

The Red King? Since you are his wife, you should know better - Oh, Katie, you have to help me figure it out! I'm sure your paws can wait to be licked!' However, the annoying kitten did

Start licking the other paw, pretending not to hear the question.

Whose dream is it?"

Hala put down her book and fell asleep.

Forty years old.

Hora completed the work "I".

Some people think the title of this work means who I am, while others think it means where I am.

But what everyone agrees on is that this work surpasses all previous works of Hora, and she also received the name of a master.

This time not everyone can understand the meaning of this painting. Most ordinary people think that it is just a simple painting, but people with certain art appreciation ability all give extremely high evaluations, but

When others asked what was good about this painting, no one could give a clear and accurate answer.

The content of the painting is a curled up naked woman. She is located in a glass tank filled with liquid, and there are many metal pipes connecting the glass wall and the base of the glass tank.

At the end of a metal line, there is a strange metal instrument connected to it. There are dozens of tiny circular pictures on it. Although these pictures are very blurry, if you look carefully, you can still find some different things on it.

scene, and somewhere in most scenes, there is a red-haired woman.

The woman curled up and floating in the liquid also has gorgeous thick red hair.
To be continued...