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Chapter 166 - 159. Qianye Yuki, Qianye Cang (4000 words)_2

Chapter 166: Chapter 159. Qianye Yuki, Qianye Cang (4000 words)_2

It turned out that her father, Tsukishima Sen, and Qianye Yuki were acquaintances, and he had specifically sent her to pay a visit.

"In fact, Master Qianye isn’t that old, and we are friends," she said after hearing about her coming to Tokyo, I came right after my class ended.

Tsukishima Risa even flaunted her student satchel.

After the spring break, she would officially be a third-year high school student. During those ten-plus days of spring break, she had even enrolled in extracurricular cram classes, striving hard to get into university.

"Mhm," Beichuan Si nodded.

But he also found it somewhat odd.

This Qianye Yuki, not old, how could she create paintings with themes of life and death intertwined?

It was, without a doubt, a very strange thing.

Even if there were geniuses in this world, to paint things they had never seen was pretty much unrealistic, right?

With a few questions in mind, Beichuan Si and Tsukishima Risa finally entered the exhibition area of Qianye Yuki’s paintings.

Paintings of various kinds hung along the corridor.

This Qianye Yuki seemed to favor a combination of deep crimson and deep black, conjuring a feeling akin to Dante’s "Divine Comedy" version of Hell.

And that color was combined with the ethereal pale blue of vengeful spirits, exuding an indescribable sense of mystery.

An innocent girl devoured by vengeful spirits, pure women losing themselves in an endless purgatory, girls in Hell looking up to Heaven...

The living and the dead, the hidden world and the present world.

Outlined with Qianye Yuki’s exceptionally delicate technique.

The paintings themselves seemed to emanate a strange, enchanting allure that irresistibly drew one in.

Does this world really have ghosts and resentful spirits?

It seemed one could find the answer in their hearts upon viewing these paintings.

But the more Beichuan Si looked, the stranger he felt.

It was as if the creator of these paintings had seen real Spiritual Bodies.

Those resentful spirits looked so lifelike, as if they were about to leap out from the canvas.

And while Beichuan Si pondered, Tsukishima Risa at his side let out a low exclamation:

"Beichuan, isn’t that your sister up ahead?"

Beichuan Si followed the direction of her finger.

He saw Beichuan Huili, engrossed in conversation with a girl sitting in a wheelchair.

Could that Salty Egg Sister of his also show such a serious expression?

To tell the truth, Beichuan Si was a bit surprised.

But soon, Beichuan Si’s attention shifted to the girl conversing with her.

The girl looked no more than seventeen or eighteen, with shoulder-length black hair and wearing a small painter’s hat.

She had a delicate appearance, emanating a soft aura.

But compared to her looks, Beichuan Si was more interested in her eyes.

Her narrow and penetrating eyes held an intellectual charm, with a glimmer that seemed to see through the nature of things before her.

Both her looks and her aura were perfect.

But if he had to point out a flaw, it would have to be that she was sitting in a wheelchair.

Yes, such a delicate-looking girl was disabled.

"Is it her?" Beichuan Si instantly recognized her and was somewhat surprised.

Wasn’t she the same girl who had tried to sneakily take something from Nishijou Kurenai on the Shinkansen last time?

But he remembered that at that time, the girl wasn’t in a wheelchair.

It must be someone who merely looked very similar.

Beichuan Si couldn’t believe that the girl from the Shinkansen could have transformed her character and aura in just a week’s time.

Thinking this over, Beichuan Si walked over, followed closely by Tsukishima Risa.

"Hui Li."

Beichuan Si greeted her.

Beichuan Huili, who was discussing with the girl, turned her head and saw someone she absolutely did not expect.

Why was her big brother here?!

"Brother Temple... what brings you here?"

"I called you because I was a bit worried, so I came to check on you. Glad you’re alright."

Huh?

Beichuan Huili was taken aback.

She remembered hanging up a call but hadn’t realized that the call was from Beichuan Si.

Beichuan Hui Li timidly shrunk her head and stepped back two steps as she tried to change the subject by introducing:

"Here, let me introduce you, Brother Temple, this is Qianye Yuki, Mr. Qianye."

Her skill at changing the subject was not nearly as profound as Shen Gu Mirai’s, yet she still fancied herself clever.

Beichuan Si couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

After all, Salty Egg Sister was still Salty Egg Sister.

As he was about to greet Qianye Yuki, who was sitting in the wheelchair, she suddenly reached out her hand, her eyes fixed on his and sparkling with light:

"Hello, I am Qianye Yuki."

"...Beichuan Si."

Why did this Qianye Yuki’s demeanor seem a bit subtle?

After they had shaken hands and introduced themselves, Tsukishima Risa spoke up from behind with a gentle expression, "Yuki, it’s been a long time."

"It has indeed been a long time, Risa, how is your father’s health recently?"

"It’s the same as always, no change," replied Tsukishima Risa with a smile.

Seeing that the two women appeared as though they had not met for a long time and were about to catch up, Beichuan Si gave Beichuan Hui Li a look and planned to take that as his leave to go home—

However, Qianye Yuki, sitting in the wheelchair, suddenly looked over and said with a smile:

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Beichuan."

Beichuan Si replied politely:

"Considering that the two of you haven’t seen each other for a long time, Hui Li and I, being outsiders, might disrupt your reunion."

"You need not be so formal, Mr. Beichuan, I personally have something I would like to ask you."

Hearing this, Beichuan Si looked puzzled.

He was sure he had just met this Qianye Yuki, so why would she have something to ask him?

This turn of events was truly baffling, leaving Beichuan Si slightly confused.

Just then, another voice came from behind Qianye Yuki:

"Big sister Yuki, why did you come here alone again? Didn’t we agree? I’d help you with—Is it you?"

Another young woman hurriedly approached from the other side of the gallery.

She bore an identical resemblance to Qianye Yuki, with the only difference perhaps being that she was not wearing an artist’s hat.

At this moment, this woman who had come from the other side looked over at the unchanged Beichuan Si with a face full of surprise.

Upon seeing this woman, a sudden realization flashed in Beichuan Si’s eyes.

"Are you the one from the bullet train?"

Noting their reactions, Qianye Yuki introduced them in a calm voice,

"Mr. Beichuan, this is my sister, Qianye Cang. Cang, this is Beichuan Si."

"...Hello," Qianye Cang nodded to Beichuan Si, her clear eyes continuously scanning over him, seemingly looking for traces of Kelian.

However, it was unfortunate that Beichuan Si had not brought Nishijou Kelian with him this time when he left the house; that little guy was probably still doing aerobics in front of the computer screen.

As for the matter of Qianye Cang and Yuki, Beichuan Si was not particularly surprised.

After all, since they looked so similar in age and appearance, it was understandable that they were sisters.

Qianye Yuki spoke up again, this time addressing Tsukishima Risa.

"Risa, I plan to visit your father soon, let’s catch up then."

"Alright then, I won’t disturb you guys."

The astute Tsukishima Risa glanced at Beichuan Si and then at Qianye Yuki, who bore a smile like the warm breeze of spring, and took the initiative to leave.

As for Beichuan Hui Li, she remained utterly confused, not understanding what had happened.

Wasn’t she supposed to go back with Brother Temple? Why did Mr. Qianye suddenly keep her brother? What on earth was going on?

Could it be that Brother Temple had known Mr. Qianye all along?

Beichuan Hui Li gave up on pondering—

On the other side, Beichuan Si watched Tsukishima Risa’s retreating figure, turned his head towards Qianye Yuki, and already had some conjectures in his heart.

However, he did not take the initiative to disclose anything, but rather asked in return:

"Is there something you wanted to tell me, Mr. Qianye?"

"Let’s go to the reception room to talk," said Qianye Yuki, with an enigmatic light flickering in her eyes, straightforwardly inviting him.

"That sounds good."

Beichuan Si nodded.

He had nothing to be afraid of.

After all, they were just two young girls; what schemes or tricks could they possibly have?

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