"Is it really that good?"
Tan Ze looked at Yun Chu, a bit depressed.
Yun Chu couldn't help laughing. "Yeah, it's really amazing. I've been to Italy, visited some Renaissance period sites there, and so many artworks... Oh right, and the frescoes, all incredibly exquisite and full of flavor. Of course, I've seen some in other places too, but most of those are replicas, and clumsy ones at that. They look pretty enough, but they don't have that feeling. Totally different from what you've got here. In other words, what you have here is really authentic!"
Tan Ze tugged at the corner of his mouth, like he wanted to smile but found it a bit difficult.
"What's wrong?" Yun Chu sensitively noticed that Tan Ze wasn't in a great mood, which puzzled her. "You don't like this place?"
"No." Tan Ze shook his head.
"Then why? Are you in a bad mood?" Yun Chu was very confused.
"It's nothing." Tan Ze pressed his lips together and smiled, his eyes a little dim.
