"You know this painting too."
Hearing her say the painting's name so directly, Phoebe was secretly a little surprised.
Hearing his voice, the girl started slightly and hurriedly turned her face.
She saw Phoebe turned slightly toward her, a long-fingered hand holding a tray with two glasses of red wine on it.
Why the hell is this guy here?!
After a sea swim, shouldn't you shower first? He actually came to drink before that?!
"I'm sorry…" She let that innocent smile show again. "Without your permission, I just…"
"It's fine." Phoebe took a sip of wine. "Red wine? Or something else?"
"Water." She walked to his side, looking at the painting on the wall. "I like his colors."
Phoebe nodded and poured her a glass of water. "Mm, that's one of the reasons I like his work too."
She accepted the glass. "Speaking of which, compared to his apples, I prefer 'Estaque's Bay' (another landscape by Cezanne)."
Phoebe's lips curved. "It's on my boat."
