Just after the summer vacation, my wife, a sculptor, suddenly broke the appointment, saying that she was inspired to retreat and create, and she could not attend my Paris exhibition. But at noon that day, I saw my wife posting a photo on Moments for the first time. The accompanying text was: "She took the photo." I laughed out of anger, and liked and commented: "As expected of an artist, so aesthetic." As a result, the buyer's collection group exploded, and the buyer's friends took screenshots and forwarded them, betting on when I would explode. My wife called: "Why are you so weird in the comment section? Xiao Rui is my muse, we are creating!" "Don't think about dirty things every day! This is art! That's right, a second-rate painter like you doesn't understand art at all." "Hurry up and apologize to Xiao Rui, I will accompany you to the next art exhibition." Next time? I sneered and hung up the phone, and when the exhibition ended, it was just after the divorce cooling-off period.
