Chapter 383 Painting
Banquet Hall.
"Who are you and why are you here?"
The woman in the Gothic skirt looked at Yu Wenxuan and asked in a low voice.
"Is this your attitude towards your savior?" Yu Wenxuan looked down at her.
For some reason, Yu Wenxuan felt that her face looked familiar.
His memory was very good, but after searching every corner of his mind, he could not find that such a woman in a Gothic dress had appeared in his past life.
What's more, I don't know which year this fog is from.
She avoided Yu Wenxuan's eyes. If it weren't for him, she would have been smashed into pieces.
"My name is Lin Xiaohui."
She announced her name first, her voice low and cold.
Yu Wenxuan looked at her with interest. Her behavior and dress were quite unconventional, but her name was very simple.
"I..." She hesitated and looked at Yu Wenxuan, "You won't believe it, you will think I am a madman..."
"Is there anything crazier than a ghost here?" Yu Wenxuan interrupted her.
Her eyes slowly opened wide, as if she was surprised that Yu Wenxuan would say such a thing.
And when Yu Wenxuan saw her dark eyes, a yellowish scene suddenly flashed through his mind.
I've seen her...
Yu Wenxuan finally confirmed this matter.
But how is that possible?
This woman is a person from the foggy time fragment. It stands to reason that she no longer exists in the real world.
Could it be that...this strange familiarity with her is related to this chance of survival?
"There is indeed a ghost here." Lin Xiaohui finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Yu Wenxuan came up with the idea of "ghost" first. She calmed down and said, "It's unbelievable, but I want to tell you that you are not a real ghost." Living people.”
Yu Wenxuan was stunned for a moment. He rarely showed expressions that revealed his true thoughts, but the shock at this moment was indeed real.
"You...are the people in my painting."
Lin Xiaohui took a deep breath and told the truth she knew.
"Yeah." Yu Wenxuan nodded.
This time it was Lin Xiaohui's turn to be stunned.
"You...you..." She had a withdrawn and weird personality. She didn't talk much at first, and she was indifferent to emotions and anger, but she was still surprised by Yu Wenxuan, "Don't you think it's strange?"
"Weird, so what?" Yu Wenxuan pretended to open his eyes wide, looking unbelievable, "What happened?"
He was totally acting, and he didn't try to hide that he was acting.
However, his attitude somewhat eased Lin Xiaohui's nervousness.
"In the evening a month ago..." Lin Xiaohui recounted as she fell into memories.
She is a painter. Lin Xiaohui likes the coast at dusk and has gone to the beach at that time more than once.
The skyline, which is still dark, or the coastline, which is a transition between light and dark, are her favorite "materials."
Today, the same is true.
Lin Xiaohui brought her painting equipment and headed to the beach at six o'clock in the evening.
Arriving at the same place as usual, she put down her drawing board and started looking for inspiration.
The coast today seemed to be much more lively than before.
She looked towards the direction of the pier. It was dusk at the moment, and everything was blurry and indistinct.
Lin Xiaohui only vaguely knew that the huge shadow on the coast seemed to be a cruise ship, and people on the shore were boarding the ship.
A question arose in her mind. Hasn’t the pier here been abandoned for a long time?
When was it used again, and it still interacts with such a large passenger ship...
Not to mention the doubts in her mind, Lin Xiaohui, who was completely immersed in this picture, suddenly picked up the paintbrush.
On the blank drawing paper in front of her, she placed the first stroke.
She was drawing the huge, ship-shaped shadow she saw on the sea.
Yes...
That huge shadow could only be a ship.
Otherwise, where would those people lining up on the pier go?
Otherwise, what kind of huge existence is there in the sea?
Although... the more she looked at it, the less it seemed like a ship...
The sky was getting darker and darker, Lin Xiaohui's thinking was getting slower and slower, and all her energy was spent on this painting.
The moon appeared quietly on the sea.
Lin Xiaohui could no longer see clearly her drawing board or what she was drawing.
There was some vague gibbering in her ears, and she couldn't make out what was being said at all.
My arms were also very tired, but I had no intention of stopping.
Lin Xiaohui's eyes were wide open. She was trembling, as if she had lost her soul, and painted what she saw like a zombie.
She watched helplessly as a huge bright moon appeared on the sea, illuminating the dark ocean even more deeply and terrifyingly.
And the ship-shaped shadow that appeared on the sea also revealed its true appearance at this moment!
Lin Xiaohui didn't even remember what she saw about the true face of the huge ship-shaped shadow. Her reason had been destroyed, and her body was just drawing unconsciously...
Under the silent pale moonlight, the surrounding air was flowing in an unusual way.
Wow——Wow——
It seemed to be the sea breeze, but it was more smelly than the sea breeze. The chaotic wind blew Lin Xiaohui's coat, and the vegetation on the coast also made the same rustling sound as usual, but it seemed completely different.
She... seemed to be carried by the moonlight into another world.
She obviously didn't see anything that made her scared, but a nameless fear surged out quickly between the huge full moon and the black shadow on the sea, and uncontrollably occupied her heart. .
Her hands were still painting at an incredible speed, and Lin Xiaohui herself was more like a bystander, a half-asleep bystander.
In the face of a strange, cold, and strange will, Lin Xiaohui was completely unable to control her body.
She just saw...a huge shadow in the shape of a ship, moving slowly and silently in the moonlight.
By the time she came to her senses, it was completely dark.
Lin Xiaohui looked at the drawing board in horror. A complete, strange, and twisted painting appeared on it!
What frightened her even more was that the next moment, her whole body was sucked into the painting.
The sea breeze blew by, leaving only a bare drawing board with no people and no paintings...
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After Yu Wenxuan listened quietly, he asked: "So, you have been here for a month?"
Lin Xiaohui nodded.
From the initial collapse to the later calmness, she has adjusted her mentality and done a lot of research.
But...she still couldn't escape this painting.
"This ship will sail into the deep sea in the latter half of the night. At that time, the moonlight will shine on every corner of the ship. Every time at that time... I will enter the next day and return to the moment when I board the ship at dusk, with different views. Identity, cycle again.”
Lin Xiaohui looked at Yu Wenxuan:
"This is already the thirtieth time, and it is also the first time. When it trembles for the first time, there is someone in its heart."
(End of chapter)