024: Good and evil in one thought
On a plane from Wulu to Quang An.
The flight attendant had just brought black tea to one of the passengers and turned to look at the other.
The girl lay down, her gray blindfold covering half of her face, revealing her slender chin and pale pink lips.
The flight attendant who hesitated between waking up the girl and asking her if she had a request for a meal and not disturbing the other party to continue sleeping saw that the lying girl had taken off her blindfold and looked at her accurately with slightly constricted eyes.
Those eyes were clear, but a ray of light made the flight attendant who accidentally saw her tremble inexplicably.
Once again, I was disturbed by the fragmentary memories in the dream, and the woke up Kahoru glanced at the flight attendant, "What's the matter?" ”
The stewardess smiled professionally and didn't look at Ka Hotaru's eyes, "Hello, that's ......"
Under the service of the flight attendant, Jia Ying ordered her own needs.
Li Muqing, who was sitting next to Jia Ying, asked, "Uncomfortable?"
Hotaru shook her head, closed her eyes and leaned back for a moment.
Maybe it's because she returns to her own body, and it's 100% fit that allows her to gradually receive the residual memories of her body in the form of dreams.
The memories in the dream just now were a little messy, but there was a little bit that Hotaru could see. The orphan of Snake Valley, who exchanged souls with her, has the same symptoms of incompatibility of soul and body as her.
Having experienced it firsthand, she knew exactly how terrible it was.
The soul seems to be constantly pulled, with a splitting headache and unable to fall into a coma, but more awake to bear this pain, triggering a series of allergic reactions in the body, vomiting, cramps, and weakness of limbs.
It is most important to find the right way to vent this symptom.
Fortunately, she had her first seizure after wearing it, and she thought she was sick, so she endured tears while thinking: Maybe she will go back if she dies like this.
Later, she kept the bottom line every time she had an attack, constantly thinking about her memories and what her grandfather had said to her. Later, she became more and more mentally resilient, and gradually learned to use external objects to vent her pain, such as writing, drawing, and refining medicine...... Everything that requires patience and meditation to learn and do has been applied by her.
The people in Wu Mo Prison only said that the new young master was a supreme genius and was diligent and studious. But few people know that the efforts she has put in are far from being summed up by the phrase 'diligent and studious'.
The Snake Valley orphan who had the same symptoms as her in the dream chose the worst way.
In the fragmented picture, there is her girlish appearance holding her head and screaming, and there is also her girlish appearance smashing and falling.
If you don't agree with a word, you hit people with a wine bottle, and when you get sick, you go to the street with a knife.
Moody, irritable, gloomy and nervous.
The revelations about 'her' on the Internet are not false at all.
From the Snake Valley of the Wumo Prison, commonly known as the orphan of the Secret Guard Training Camp, dressed as a little princess of a wealthy family with both parents in a peaceful society.
The guy played a good hand to the ground, and then the mess fell back on his head.
Kahotaru habitually breathes slowly, and her hands itch to draw something.
Then I remembered that she was no longer sick, and there was no need to deliberately suppress her temper.
But some habits have already formed habits, and they can't be changed even if they want to.
Kahotaru opened her eyes and said to the passing flight attendant, "Get me a pen and paper." ”
The flight attendant smiled and asked, "What kind of paper do you need?"
Kahotaru: "A4 size, for writing." ”
"Okay, wait a minute. ”
......
After a flight of more than two hours, the plane arrived in the city of Guang'an.
In the sweet voice of the flight attendant, Jia Ying and his party got off the plane one after another.
Along the way, they attracted the attention of others, and someone shouted out their identities, "It's the Blue Whale Club!"
Yesterday just finished the second game of the Wulu market, as long as you pay a little attention to this aspect, you should know everything.
Guang'an City is the home of the Blue Whale Club, and the most people here are fans of the Blue Whale Club.
Fortunately, everyone recognized it, and no one did anything radical.
Queued out of security.
After Li Muqing finished speaking, she turned back to Jia Ying and said, "The car has arrived." ”
The car is still according to the usual arrangement, Jia Ying is alone, and Xiao Cheng is divided into two for five people.
Before getting ready to get into the car, Jia Ying said to Li Muqing: "You send them to the company." ”
Li Muqing was surprised: "You're not going?"
"I'll go home. Kahotaru whispered.
No one saw the slight swaying of her lowered eyes.
After so long, she can finally say the word 'home' again.
Li Muqing hesitated, but still nodded. I'm going to get into the car behind, so I won't be with Gahoru.
Meng Xiaohou shouted: "Wait a minute, what about the surprise after you won? ”
Jia Ying said: "You are indispensable. ”
Ye Xian raised his hand and whispered, "Coach, can I take two days off?"
Li Muqing replied to this question, "Go back and deal with the follow-up matters first, and I will give you time to rest." ”
Ye Xian's eyes were clear, and he was embarrassed: "It's okay for a day, I'm in a bit of a hurry." ”
Li Muqing frowned.
Jia Ying: "There will be a three-day holiday from today, and no matter what you do during these three days, just remember one." If you are still a blue whale, don't lose the face of the blue whale. ”
"Jia Ying!" Li Muqing looked at her disapprovingly.
"They won. Kahotaru said calmly, "That's just a request." ”
Li Muqing opened her mouth. That's not the case, it's not that she doesn't give them holidays, it's just that there are a lot of things now, and I'll release them later.
Taking advantage of the game just won in the second league, it is the right thing to take an interview when the next few days are the hottest!
These words were finally swallowed back into Li Muqing's throat, and she looked at Jia Ying and said helplessly: "You are the boss, you have the say." ”
Several people went their separate ways.
The car drove out.
Aerodrome.
The flight from Wulu City to Guang'an City took passengers and set sail again.
First Class passengers are seated in advance.
A young man adjusts his chair and pulls out a magazine to flip through it.
"Huh. ”
There was a piece of paper sandwiched between the pages.
Did the last passenger put it in and didn't lose it?
The young man frowned, pulled out the used paper and planned to dispose of it, and even his mood for reading the magazine was affected.
Suddenly, he was stunned when he saw the graffiti on the drawing paper.
It's not so correct to say it's graffiti.
The single black line looks chaotic at first glance, and at the second glance, I see an angry King Kong, the eyes are powerful and terrifying, which makes people feel frightened, as if they were caught off guard and torn their chests by fangs and claws, and all the obscurity hidden in their hearts is exposed under the light.
The young man snapped his eyes shut and took a deep breath.
His heart was beating hard.
The hand holding the drawing paper was a little stiff and trembling slightly.
The sweet greeting of the flight attendant pulled him back from a state of distraction.
The young man opened his eyes.
"What would you like to drink, sir?"
“...... Tea, no. Forget it, just hot water, thank you. ”
"You're welcome. ”
The flight attendant looked at the young man twice more before leaving.
The temperament is so good. She thought to herself.
In less than three minutes, the stewardess brought hot water to the young man's table.
"Is there anything else you can help you, sir?"
The young man shook his head.
The flight attendant regretted that the other party didn't even look at her, so she had no choice but to ask other first-class passengers.
The young man took a sip of hot water and looked intently at the pencil sketch again.
This time, he noticed something different.
The palm of the hand blocks the eye in the painting.
The whole painting feels upside down.
A petal of heart incense laughed to herself.
All the chaotic and chaotic lines are not as good as the smile on the lips in the painting, pure and kind, and look at the meditation.
This is the Buddha.
The young man thought to himself.
He couldn't recognize which Buddha was depicted in this painting, and he didn't have a matching memory in his mind, but seeing this half of the smiling face, no one would suspect that it was a Buddha painting.
He opened his palm, and between his fingers, he saw a pair of black outlined hideous eyes.
Vicious and bone-eater.
It's magic.
"Hello. The young man reached out and stopped the flight attendant.
Flight Attendant: "Hello. ”
The young man pointed to the paper on the table, "I want to ask, do you know who painted this picture, or do you remember what the person who sat here looked like?"
The stewardess looked at the piece of paper and could see the rough outline of black from her perspective.
"I know that I gave her the pen and paper. "The flight attendant has a deep impression of Jia Ying, and she can't forget her appearance and temperament for a while.
Seeing young people looking at themselves seriously, that literary atmosphere can easily arouse the cells of women to pursue romance.
The stewardess said, "It's a girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old. ”
The young man's face was stunned, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes, "Seventeen or eighteen years old?"
"That's right. The stewardess nodded.
“......”
Seeing that he stopped talking, the flight attendant couldn't continue to contact him, so she had to leave.
"Seventeen or eighteen years old. ”
"How could it be. ”
The young man was more inclined to believe that the stewardess had misremembered, and that the paper and pen were indeed given to a girl by the stewardess, but that the drawing was not made by the girl, but by an elder sitting next to her.
It's a coincidence.
He stayed in Guang'an this time to meet a seventeen or eighteen-year-old artist, and he also brought back his works.
The little painter's ability is indeed okay, and he is considered a high category among ordinary people, but it is far less powerful than what his teacher said.
I was afraid that the teacher also understood, but he couldn't bear to hurt the little girl's heart, so he told him to stop by the way.
While thinking about things, I looked at the drawing paper in my hand.
The young man suddenly noticed a special pattern in the lower left corner......
No, it's not a pattern.
"Witch Candle?"
Not sure if it's those two words.
Fancy strokes are not like simplified characters or traditional characters, and the general outline looks like these two characters.
The name of the painting or the name of the author?
The young man speculated in his heart, and suddenly a thought came to him: if the author was really a little girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, then what kind of genius was the 'genius painter' he saw today.
......
Home is still the same home, and ten years have passed and it has not changed.
This made the face of the Jia Hotaru who got out of the car warmer, and there was a kind of glimmer in his eyes.
The door was pushed open from the inside, and an old man with gray temples came out of it and said to Jia Ying, "Miss." ”
It's not that he didn't hear the stereotypical and cold tone of the old man's tone, but when Jia Ying saw the other party's face, he raised a smile, "Uncle Dong." ”
The old man's expression flashed with astonishment, and he looked at Jia Hotaru in surprise.
"I'm back. Kahotaru said.
The old man's tone was sluggish, "...... Welcome back. ”
The previous cold and hard stereotypes have been broken by doubts.
The old man looked at the little girl who was walking towards him in a trance.