London is a city that many people look forward to, and many people want to escape from.If you stay in the same place for a long time, it is easy to ignore the beautiful things around you.Therefore, those who come from other places and who have been away from home for a long time can feel the charm of this city more.

Novia took Tony to many places—from the British Museum to the London Eye. They were just two passers-by tourists, looking for others to take photos on the street and buying a piece of cake in a dessert shop.

A few days later, Novia took Tony to a neighborhood that was not listed in the travel recommendation project.

From the moment you walk in, you can feel that the law and order in this area is not satisfactory.

Tony naturally switched places with Novia, and he stood on the outside of the sidewalk.

Because of the road they are on, four-wheeled cars cannot drive in, but bicycles and skateboards often pass by them, bringing up bursts of frightening gusts.

"Anything interesting here... graffiti on the walls?" Tony was talking about the old bricks and the chalk drawings on the manhole covers.These things are nothing compared to the famous graffiti area, but looking around, they are the only bright spots that can be seen.

"I brought you to the art exhibition, the one I mentioned before." Novia moved a little further in, getting closer to the wall, to prevent Tony from being bumped by those rash brats.

The buildings in this area are quite old, and the day was cloudy again, so everything in sight was gray, and I couldn't find much joy and encouragement.

"I thought the art exhibition you were talking about was in the city center, or some rich area?" It's not like this... Tony's eyes fell on one place at random, and saw a young man wearing a large colorful coat and baggy trousers People, with one foot on the skateboard, the other foot is constantly kicking the ground to accelerate, and after the last kick, it slides out with a swipe.

Not far in front of him was a passerby who was walking by the side. He couldn't tell his age from his tall and straight back, but the white hair on his temples made one guess that this man was middle-aged.

The bold young man does some mid-air twists on flat ground with a skateboard.Tony saw clearly that this simple action was knocked by a small stone on the road on the front wheel of the skateboard, and the young man's own skills were not good. When he stepped on the skateboard again, the center of gravity tilted, and the young man Shaking from side to side, trying to find balance on the skateboard and complete the somersault, but without paying attention, he bumped into the man walking in front.

Fortunately, the speed of the skateboard had dropped at this time, and the man in front also dodged most of his body.The young man fell to the ground, his skateboard flew out, hit the wall and fell again.

One wheel of the skateboard rolled on the ground a few times, and landed at the feet of Novia and Tony.

Both of them stood still and witnessed the accident scene in its entirety.

When the young man who fell on the ground cried out in pain, they rushed up to provide some help within their ability.

"Are you all right? Can you stand up by yourself?" This kind of situation that you can't die if you don't die always makes people gloat.

Both Novia and Tony knew that these young people were speeding up their skateboards just to have fun scaring passers-by.But this time he was not good at learning, so he learned a big lesson.

"Sir, you were not hit, right?" Novia asked about the situation of innocent passers-by.

——He was very lucky, but the leather shoe was knocked a little, and he staggered and stood still.

"I'm fine, thank you." The passer-by waved his hand. He was wearing a peaked cap, a crisp windbreaker, and an authentic London accent. Although most of his face could not be seen clearly, it still reminded people of an old-fashioned gentleman. demeanor.

Novia felt that this person looked familiar, she smelled a nice cologne smell, but it was not enough to remind her where she had seen him before.

The passer-by didn't care too much about the young man's condition, he seemed to glance at the young man, and then left quickly.

With all his strength, Tony pulled up the young man with a bruised nose and a swollen face. "Is the bone not broken? Your skills are really bad!" He laughed at the unlucky young man without hesitation. After the other party repeatedly assured that he had no problem and left in despair, Novia and Tony Only then continue to move forward.

"Can any high-quality art exhibition really be held here?" Tony looked at Novia suspiciously.

He had learned a few days ago that Novia had sold her chattels in London.

Tony was glad Novia did it.Because of this, she has no fixed residence in London, and maybe she will settle in New York and never return to London.

So secretly, Tony asked Jarvis to intervene in Novia's real estate transaction. He didn't want Novia's real estate for several years to fall into the hands of strangers.

This house itself still has a lot of potential for investment. According to the evaluation, the value of this land will continue to appreciate in the next ten years.

Novia never told Tony about her sale of the house, but she used the proceeds from the sale to take Tony on a tour of London.

This is quite surprising - Novia is the kind of person who is very generous after confirming the relationship, and can't wait to support the other half with pride.

"The paintings in this exhibition are not signed. The value is judged entirely by eyesight and various information channels. It is easier to sell at a good price in this kind of place."

"So... you're an art collector?"

Novia shook her head: "I don't like hanging decorations on the wall. I just want a painting."

Novia led Tony to a wooden door. She stood facing the camera at the door for a while, and then reported a series of numbers on the phone.

The door opened automatically, and then the iron door inside bounced open. There was no light in the room, and it looked like a pure black rabbit hole from the outside.

"I don't have any preference for collecting art." Tony and Novia walked into the doorway together. When they entered the door, Novia took his hand.

"The newspapers always say that you have another collection of works by avant-garde artists..."

"Actually, many of my 'collections' are directly sent to the companies under my name by them, so they can be said to be mine."

Tony clasped Novia's hand in the dark. A lot of things happened in the past few days while traveling together. At least during the same level of communication, Novia didn't experience any more nosebleeds.

"This house is big?" Tony counted the number of steps and felt that they should have walked out of the depth of a room.

"The houses in this row are all connected. You can imagine it as a long corridor." Novia pushed open a door in the darkness, and the light re-entered their field of vision. "After all, it is a suburb, and the cost of rebuilding such a place is probably acceptable to them?"

Novia closed the door with her backhand, blocking the darkness behind her.

In the new room they were in, there were two paintings on each wall. On the left was a screaming girl covering her face, and on the other was a clown dripping blood and tears.

The painting feels very uncomfortable.

That kind of gloomy malice can almost come out from the oil painting and stick to people.

"These two paintings were written by two captured ogres. Many people bought this kind of thing at a high price. Collectors think that this kind of painting can reveal people's inner world." Novia revealed in his tone There was an obvious dislike: "But the authors of these two paintings seem to have never systematically learned to paint."

— strong emotions, but no corresponding aesthetics.

"Those collectors can change their tastes, what's so good about collecting such paintings!"

"Not all ogres are like that."

"Have you ever seen a real person?" Tony was always happy to tell Novia what happened during the mission, some of which were wonderful like adventure novels.

"There used to be an ogre in Baltimore...he was a very...elegant man."

"You fought him?"

"I've seen his victims. But he should be locked up now..." Novia paused suddenly, and she remembered that Hannibal had been on the run for a long time, and he had always been The fbi's most wanted \ wanted person, with a huge reward, but no one has seen him again.

"No one knows where he is now." Novia glanced thoughtfully at the door behind, and pulled Tony to the next room.

There are a small number of people who think that Hannibal has marginal justice, and what he eats are some greedy and evil characters, and most of the ruined people are rude.

This is definitely wrong, ogres are not tolerated in the world, but Novia has never really met Hannibal in real life.

She once saw Hannibal in prison from a distance, with his whole body in white hospital clothes, leaving her with a tall and straight back.

"Where is the painting you want to buy?" Starting from the second room, some people stopped to admire it one after another.However, the styles of the paintings on display became more and more strange. Children's graffiti, charcoal sketches, and impasto oil paintings, these works without origin or explanation made people confused.

Novia's eyes fell on the last wall. As the finale, this painting is not the strangest or the best-looking in the entire exhibition.

——The canvas is a deep starry sky, the overall picture is a bit gray, and the nebula in the center is white, which is bleak like the original color of the canvas.

Tony didn't see what it meant at all.

"This painting is called 'Ouroboros', and what the owner of the painting wants to express is a cycle that goes back and forth." Novia stared at the whitish place, as if she could see a flower from it.

"Do you like this one? What a good look!" After visiting for 10 minutes, the man who came up was the only one who struck up a conversation. The other visitors watched independently, wishing to leave five or six meters between each other.

The man also looked like Tony, unable to appreciate the significance of the painting: "Can I borrow a fire?"

"I didn't bring a lighter."

"... I have a young and beautiful girlfriend. It's not so easy to smoke and drink." The visitor patted Tony on the shoulder knowingly. He was wearing a black top hat, which was not high. Well, the brim of the hat is not big, and there are not many people who can control this kind of hat, but this man doesn't feel out of place when he wears it.

The most interesting thing in this exhibition may not be the paintings, but these guests.

Tony looked at the yuppie young man opposite, unexpectedly without any temper.

"If I don't have a lighter, I'll look elsewhere..." The young man seemed to have no more intentions of hooking up and chatting. He put his hands back in his pockets in disappointment, and before turning around to leave, he gestured to Tony again, especially He said provocatively: "You are already old, don't be too reluctant to go shopping with your girlfriend."

Tony took a step forward.

Novia woke up from the white spot in the middle of the painting, and she looked at the man who rushed out at some point as if she had just woken up from a dream.Without any hesitation, Novia reached out and patted the other person's shoulder: "Wait a minute!"

The man in the top hat glanced at Novia's grasped wrist, and looked up at Novia innocently.Most people can't bear to see his handsome face.But Novia was very resistant, and looked at him indifferently.

The man was defeated first.

Tony saw something.

He couldn't help rubbing his brows—London is simply Novia's stronghold!During his visit to London in the past few days, it was rare for him to stop. He shouldn't let his guard down if he hasn't met anyone Novia knows!

"You know each other," Tony said with certainty.

"Probably." Novia nodded. She was always stingy in using the word 'good friend' to describe people she knew, and 'sort of' meant 'very pleasant to get along with'.

"I didn't want to come over to say hello, but you are wearing couple outfits..." Neil said and paused here. He didn't need to say anything later, just look at Tony and Novia, anyone with eyes can see the relationship between them.

These two people were afraid that others would not know that they were together—Tony gave up casual suits and only wore a tight black T-shirt. The reactor on his chest was treated to block light, and a cartoon reactor was additionally drawn on the T-shirt.Novia also wore the same black T-shirt. The same clothes were much wider on her body, and she had a very typical style of stealing her boyfriend's clothes.

Neil prefers to compare this to - Novia standing next to her boyfriend, looking malnourished.

Before Neil looked over from a distance, he recognized Novia's back, and then he was blinded by the way these two people clasped their fingers.

"I'm happy!" Novia didn't let go of Neil's hand because of this, she squinted her eyes, "You will put the things back, right?" The man standing in front of Tony is a habitual art theft , Of course, in this face-seeking society, people usually mistake him for a master of art appreciation.

Neil has special stealing skills, his hands are dexterous and quick.

Novia didn't see what Neil did, but she believed that Neil must have taken something.

"You actually protect him like this!" Neil covered his chest exaggeratedly.

"That's why...you have to put the things back quickly." Novia threatened helplessly: "I don't need to tell Peter that you are here."

"But I really didn't take anything away." Neil broke free from Novia's grip, and he pointed to Tony's pocket in the air: "I just gave him a tracker, I think you will be able to easily Get rid of the people who are chasing after you."

Neil usually uses this method to get rid of pursuers.

But on the premise that Novia and her boyfriend didn't take the blame, he had no choice but to take back the tracker and find another unlucky guy.

"how long have you been together?"

"This is my *." Novia interrupted Neil's follow-up question.

She frowned, and given that the two of them had cooperated once in the British Museum in the past, she still gave advice: "This event is not very peaceful...you are not the first... fugitive I saw today. My advice is that you'd better not fall into the other hands."

Neil wondered if he understood Novia's advice.

He took off his hat to Novia, and then walked away a little bit.

Tony just watched Novia talk her friend away.How miserable I was in the suit shop before, how easy it is this time.Tony felt like he was the grass growing beside Novia's rabbit nest. Novia didn't eat it herself, but she would never let others touch it.

Something doesn't seem right about their relationship?

Tony thought about it again, and found that he didn't buy any diamond clothes and designer bags for the woman this time, but Novia had packed a lot of things. Instead of rescuing Novia in the hands of criminals, Novia Saved once? !

"What's wrong?" Novia touched her face with some guilt, being stared at by Tony.Doubt there was something dirty on it.

Tony was wondering when his grass would be eaten by Novia, and Novia couldn't let Novia know about this kind of thing.

So he shook his head, "I'm trying to appreciate the painting."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when he stared at the white spot in the center of the painting, Tony seemed to really see a sense of flow.

The show didn't last long.

Not long after, all the guests were gathered in the dark room at the beginning by the broadcast.

Dozens of people stood in the room, breathing quietly as if they were in sync with one frequency, the room was completely silent, as if the smell and sense of touch had disappeared.

Novia has no curiosity about these visitors and buyers from different places.She had come for this painting, which was said to contain magical principles.

To put it more simply, this painting is the work of Doctor Strange's teacher, Mage Ancient One.She was witnessed hiding a page of sex inside a painting to block out a future possibility.

Novia guessed what her end was.

She could feel the attitude towards her around her, the eagerness to create memories, as if she would not live long.

There is no need to ask, Novia is the imitator, she knows the limit of her ability, and he knows what the last step looks like.

Every imitator is moving toward that moment, and every imitator is escaping from that moment.

In this extremely quiet atmosphere, Novia felt a surge of sadness in her heart.

— Tony let go of her clasped hands.

But then, Tony pinched Novia's index finger, middle finger, and ring finger.He seems to be exploring a strange place, and he is very patient to get to know Novia's hand again. He touches every knuckle of Novia faintly, presses it gently, and chooses the most elastic one. place, click more.

He seems to have found a special way to pass the time.

Novia mentally sketched Tony's expression at this time.

He is probably a little impatient, maybe he is frowning, his caramel-colored eyes are a little watery, his lips may be pursed... But he won't be really angry, he can wait a little longer - Novia Gradually depicted Tony's current appearance, very clear, so clear that she would never forget this man's appearance without sensing or using any abilities.

Tony quickly explored Novia's entire hand, he was hesitant to pinch it all over again, but he quickly found a more interesting way to play.

In the darkness, Novia felt her palm was gently scratched.

A cluster of weak currents seemed to flow through the palm, Novia shrank her hand slightly, and subconsciously grabbed Tony's fingers.

Tony seemed to chuckle slightly, and the two of them gradually became involved in this finger-scratching game.

The rules of the game were formulated completely by tacit understanding——Novia would let go of her hand, and Tony would poke her palm, and then pull it out before Novia could hold his finger.

Regardless of whether they caught each other or not, the two had a good time.

The whole process lasted about 10 minutes.

Dark night is the best cover - this sentence was said by Novia before, it was from the perspective of completing the task.Then and now, the dark night has fulfilled their boring little love\interest.

The daylight suddenly turned on, and the whole room was instantly brightened, and no one could even be seen under the strong light.All the paintings for display were stored in place, and the guests entered the temporary auction shop with stools in batches, and took their seats in batches with their number plates.

Under Neil's ambiguous line of sight, they sat very solemnly in the middle and back row.

The auctioneer tapped the hammer, and the first painting was placed on the booth beside him.

The auction after the exhibition officially started.

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