Chapter 130 Colorful Black
Chen Yun thought.
I think about the worst possible situation because of my habit.
And accidentally hit the air and battled wits and courage.
Cui Zixuan, who is upstairs at booth 92, does not look like an extraordinary person.
That frail body is just that of a weak woman no matter how you look at it.
Under Chen Yun's careful observation, he could clearly observe Cui Zixuan's movements and the use of some muscles in his body through his clothes.
Combined with the depth of each breath, the amplitude of the heart beating, the sound of blood flow...
He was basically certain that it was the physique of an ordinary female college student.
In addition, there are no calluses on his body that may be caused by frequent handling of guns.
Only the inside of the thumb tip, the outside of the second knuckle of the index finger, the inside and outside of the finger tips of the middle finger and ring finger, and the left area at the junction of the palm and the wrist have calluses, which are obviously caused by years of painting.
The most important thing is that my mental perception scanned every inch of that person's skin very rigorously, and even though he was like this, the other person still didn't notice anything.
In silence.
Chen Yun became more and more certain that he must have been fighting with the air for a long time.
But he was still not sure and wanted to observe it carefully for a while.
…
Because the colors of Cui Zixuan's paintings are very unique and novel, and because it is a beautiful girl with a crow on her shoulders, it attracts many tourists to stop here.
"Sir, why are you carrying a crow on your shoulder? Is it a pet?"
Among the tourists watching the painting at booth 92, one person suddenly asked curiously.
Crows can indeed be kept as pets due to their high intelligence and sociability, but whether they are "suitable" depends on individual circumstances.
For example, the most important thing to endure is that crows are very intelligent and require a lot of mental stimulation and social interaction. Their ability to learn complex tasks and even solve problems requires their owners to invest a lot of time and effort in training and socialization, otherwise behavioral issues may develop.
If you don’t have enough patience and energy, it is still not suitable to raise crows.
"A pet and a friend."
Upon hearing this, Cui Zixuan smiled at the tourist who asked the question, then reached out and touched the crow on his shoulder, which was standing there obediently.
A smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
Her world is lonely.
A crow who can keep her company is her best friend.
"But the crow doesn't look good, does it? It's a black mass."
A rude tourist said suddenly.
When people think of beautiful birds, crows are usually not the first thing that comes to mind.
In some cultures, crows may be associated with images of mystery, wisdom, or misfortune, and these cultural connotations will affect people's perception of crows' appearance.
Hear the words.
Cui Zixuan's expression became a little serious.
She looked at the impolite tourist seriously, and she was particularly aura at the moment because of her weakness.
"Crow, it's beautiful!"
"It's just that you all don't understand that its blackness is a colorful blackness!"
Cui Zixuan nodded matter-of-factly as he spoke.
The people around him obviously didn't understand, and they started talking among themselves.
Only some slightly knowledgeable people nodded with a flash of enlightenment in their eyes.
And after saying this sentence.
Cui Zixuan's urgent voice did not stop immediately.
"The most you can do is occasionally catch a glimpse of the crow's purple, blue or green metallic luster in the reflection of sunlight."
"But those of you who are trichromatic can never really understand."
"Although the overall color is dark, it is far more exciting than pure black. That is the reality of the world!"
"You don't understand! You don't understand at all!"
As Cui Zixuan spoke, he raised his paintbrush a little excitedly.
She was eager to prove it to her friend.
But there is a deep loneliness in the words.
It was as if he was thinking of his own experience of being in the same boat.
The surrounding tourists fell silent and looked at Cui Zixuan, who was a little out of control.
And Cui Zixuan also calmed down quickly. After gathering her emotions, she, who had long been accustomed to ignoring the hidden pointing fingers around her, silently and quickly left with the crow.
She didn't want to leave the exhibition, she just wanted to find a corner that could accommodate her for a while.
…
Chen Yun, who was watching all this silently on the first floor, sighed softly.
Now it’s time to put the hammer down.
This Cui Zixuan is indeed tetrachromatic, an extremely rare disease.
It doesn't seem right to say it's a disease. Can it only be said to be a special symptom?
Obviously he is just a big step ahead of ordinary people, but he seems to be out of tune with the world, and is regarded by everyone as a so-called...disease!
The girl's excitement when she communicated with him online before was understandable now.
The kind of person who knows the truth but has no choice but to be alone will definitely be uncontrollably excited when faced with a sudden understanding.
Chen Yun could imagine it.
A girl who learns that she is a tetrachromatic person, and a girl who worked hard to get into art school in order to explain what the real world looks like.
How lonely it is.
Chen Yun was indeed fighting wits with the air from beginning to end.
There has never been anything like it.
but……
Looking at Cui Zixuan who walked to the balcony to enjoy the cold wind and look into the distance.
Chen Yun suddenly felt.
It seems that they are indeed the same kind.
He couldn't help but think of himself emotionally.
It's not that they can both see more colors, which makes Chen Yun feel that the two of them are the same kind.
It was the shared loneliness that made Chen Yun vaguely familiar, so similar to him.
One is that everyone in the world is drunk and I am sober.
One is gradually getting so high that no one can easily approach it.
They both feel extremely lonely.
The ultimate loneliness is a deep and silent experience, as if the whole person is in a corner of the vast universe, surrounded by endless darkness and silence, and even the starlight is out of reach.
This kind of loneliness is not simply physical solitude, but also the desolation and isolation deep in the soul. It's like walking in an endless desert, with every step stepping on the soft sand. As soon as the footprints are left, they are wiped away by the wind. All calls are absorbed by the dry air, leaving no trace of echo.
It's just that Chen Yun's physical body is strong, and his corresponding heart is also much stronger than before. So I haven't been affected too much yet, or I have more pursuits and I don't care about the impact.
But not everyone is like Chen Yun.
Groaning.
Chen Yun did not approach this "similar person".
Since it is determined that it is not that kind of person, but this kind of person, then the purpose of his coming here has been achieved, and there is no need for any further interaction.
but……
He did promise to meet Ah Zi.
Now I have been careful not to have any contact during the whole process.
Thinking like this, Chen Yun had a thought in his mind.
His telekinesis was activated remotely, and a breeze blew silently, lifting up countless flower petals from the painting exhibition opening celebration from the ground under the balcony.
Blow a shower of petals to this sad “kind”.
"For the time being, I think I've seen it before."
Chen Yun murmured.
Then he returned to Shiraishi, who was deeply hidden in his achievements and fame, and quietly watched Shiraishi crazily criticize the poor imitation painting of Martin Redrado.
And those light petals slowly rotated in the air, like countless pink snowflakes, and like delicate icing sprinkled from the sky.
It caused countless onlookers downstairs to exclaim.
It also made Cui Zixuan forget his sadness and loneliness, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it.
Feel the touch of the petals in your palms.
There was a bit of surprise in her eyes.
(End of chapter)