Chapter 721 This was another shocking piece of news for Sage to find out that the artist actually needed five years to complete the painting. It was no wonder that the painting gave an impression of time passing as if many centuries had passed. However, the artist was just 15 years old when he completed the painting. That meant that he was just a teenager.
“What‘s his name? Where is he? Is he still painting?” Sage asked.
The act of imitating was different from creating one‘s own art. It was not a glamorous occupation and most people could never understand the reason behind it. Most imitation artists preferred to stay low–key and often did not like to disclose their names and occupation to other people.
Nevertheless, it did not stop Sage from being curious and eager to want to know this teenager that was able to imitate such a legendary piece of art.
With a pair of sorrowful eyes, Wayne stared at Sage with a regretful expression, “He... he‘s passed away.” ‘Passed away?‘ Sage squinted her eyes and looked at how desolate her grandpa was. Suddenly, a nerve in her brain began to uncontrollably spark. This caused her to have an oncoming migrane.
She lowered her head and looked at the painting in her hand. The little people in the painting were laughing, screaming, shouting, and some even looked angry. However, in her vision, these little people became another person. That person smiled and called out her name lightly, “Sage, Sage...”
“Sage, are you surprised?”
“Sage, please talk to me.” “Sage, it‘s all my fault. Could you please forgive me?”
“Sage, can we start all over?“.
“Sage, would you mourn my death if I died?”
Her body shivered from the thoughts that came. She had to bite her lip so strongly until she tasted blood in her mouth to ground herself. As she tried to speak, the only thing that came out was air.
After a while, she managed to make some sounds, but only with a hoarse voice.
“This painting, he was the one who painted it?” She paused a while, “Was it Jace?”
She looked at Wayne. Although she knew the answer in her heart and it was a rhetorical question, she did not want to believe it until she was given the final confirmation. Wayne closed his eyes. When he found out, he did not believe it either. It took him a moment to digest the information before he finally accepted it.
“It‘s him,” Wayne confirmed it.
‘It‘s hiin. But, how could it be him?‘ Sage shook her head and tried hard to throw away all the thoughts in her head. “I‘ve touched his hand before. There were thick calluses on his fingers and they were real.”
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