"When we both met, we were very young."

Bai Sisi sat in a wheelchair, looking calm, reminiscing about the past.

"Maybe it's because of this illness, my parents left me at the entrance of the hospital, hoping that someone else would pick me up, a homeless woman picked me up, but she died a few years later."

It was a time of self-care.

People spend day after day in a busy situation, apathy and numbness are always the main theme, the little girl is left at the door of the hospital, if there is no wandering woman, there will not be more than a dead abandoned baby in the corner of the news.

Bai Sisi looked at the pictures of silence.

The flowing paints painted another starry sky in her pink eyes.

Under the stars are two small children.

"Later, I met a person who was looking for a child of a few years old, asked us to go out and ask for money, and then gave him all the money, and I met Jing Le in that place."

Memories always have a smile on their lips.

Happy after all.

Even if you are poor, even if you are homeless.

"He always can't get money because he's good-looking and not pitiful enough."

The little painter is really good-looking.

With golden hair and light blue eyes, he stood quietly on the street, with the temperament of an ancient aristocracy, and he didn't understand why he was abandoned by his parents in the first place.

Enough poor kids to get the money.

"So I'll leave a little bit of food for him every time."

"After another two or three years, as we grew up, the man said that the older children would not be able to get the money anymore, so he came up with another way and started calling the older children away."

"The next day, the boys would mostly come back, but they were all mutilated, and the girls didn't know where he had sent them......"

Bai Sisi calmly tells the story of his childhood.

There are many shady corners of this bustling city, and she stumbles upon a corner.

But the memories were not dark.

Full of sunshine and golden.

"At that time, according to my age, it may not be too long, and I will be sent away, but it may be that I was lucky and was hit by a car while asking for money on the street."

The lady driving the car got out of the car in horror and saw the angelic little girl lying on the ground.

She decided to adopt her.

It's a pity that her spine had a problem in a car accident, and she can't stand up in her life.

"I lay in the hospital for a long time, and after I was discharged, I went to the same place where I used to look for him, but that place has been abandoned, and the children inside don't know where they went."

And then later.

It's been a long time.

Many years.

The girl in a wheelchair was on the side of the road at sunset and saw the down-and-out teenager.

"I recognized him at a glance, and he recognized me."

Both children miraculously survived to the age of youth.

The story is simple.

People spend most of their lives doing repetitive things, and if you can have a nostalgic, less repetitive story, your life will be worth it.

Lu Wen pushed Bai Sisi forward in the exhibition.

Some photographers and painters looked at the girl in a wheelchair with different eyes.

She is a delicate work of art in her own right.

Some people want to paint her on the spot, and others hand out business cards, hoping to invite this girl as a special photo model.

But those people were all scolded back by Xia Chuluo's cold eyes.

Jing Le's painting is in a very inconspicuous position.

A very ordinary painting.

People who come and go in a hurry do not stop in front of this ordinary painting, because there is no appreciation value at all.

"He told me it was the first painting he had ever painted."

Very young.

The little painter had a dream in which he picked up a box of watercolor pens and depicted two people with simple lines.

【Red & White】

Lu Wen saw the name in the corner of the screen.

The picture is divided into two parts.

Blood red and blue and white.

The little boy stood on a red background with pale blue eyes looking at the blue and white sky.

The little girl's white wings stretched out from her back, and her pink eyes looked at the blood-red earth.

Not abstract enough, not realistic enough.

I can just see it clearly.

"Do you know what city he went to?" Bai Sisi asked.

"I don't know, every city has a different landscape, maybe one day, you can see his name in a bigger exhibition."

"Hmmm......"

Compared with Bai Sisi's tranquility, Xia Chuluo's personality is very unsuitable for this kind of exhibition.

When someone else is holding a magnifying glass and carefully inspecting the items that are not for sale.

Xia Chuluo passed by and said coldly.

"Fake."

Or yes.

"Fake."

So much so that those who were originally in an elegant mood were a little embarrassed.

Some people were not convinced and questioned Xia Chuluo on the spot.

That guy was really angry, he was chatting with a supermodel, analyzing from many aspects such as the era, overall feeling, painting skills, details, aesthetics, etc., talking eloquently, humorously, showing his self-cultivation and knowledge.

Suddenly, Xia Chuluo's sentence of 'fake' broke the atmosphere.

"This young lady, why do you say that this painting is fake? Can you give a reason? ”

The middle-aged man in a suit looked at Xia Chuluo, and the word annoyance was almost written on his face.

He is preparing to start with the style of the original author.

Have a serious debate with Xia Chuluo.

"I'm from the Executive Directorate, and last year I cracked a case of money laundering of an ancient painting, and the authentic work of this painting is one of the cases in that case, and now it is still eating ashes in the warehouse of the Executive Directorate, and the most authoritative expert in Mowu City personally identifies it, do you want to see it?"

Xia Chuluo said that the man was speechless.

So the scene was even more embarrassing.

Lu Wen saw that the security guard of the art exhibition seemed to have a tendency to rush people, so he hurriedly pulled the security guard aside, showed his ID, and said that they were secretly tracking someone, and suspected that the person had escaped to the art exhibition, please cooperate as much as possible.

The young security guard's eyes widened, and a strong sense of justice was born in his chest, and he didn't realize that he had the opportunity to participate in this legendary plainclothes operation, and immediately patted his chest and promised that he would be on guard throughout the whole process.

After visiting the whole exhibition, it was already past six o'clock in the evening.

In fact, most of the time is spent on the spot.

A small part of the exhibition is not for sale, and most of it is the sketches of some individual artists.

Lu Wen felt that he lacked artistic cells.

Why is a bowl of ink thrown on a wall just a work of art?

Is the splash posture important?

After Xia Chuluo's identification, the non-sale items that appeared at the scene, the so-called masterpieces of the masters, are old or something...... 90% of them are fakes.

The remaining 10% may be that the imitator is too skilled for her to be fully sure.

"You still have a study of painting?" These were the first words Lu Wen said after he walked out of the exhibition.

"I understand a little."

Xia Chuluo's slightly raised little face was completely out of proportion to her modest words.

There is a black sedan on the side of the street.

The window of the car fell and it was a well-maintained middle-aged woman.

The two of them put Bai Sisi in the car.

A folded wheelchair is placed in the back of the car.

Watch her go away.

The black sedan fades into the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Jing Le thought he had been dreaming, but in fact, everything he had experienced was real, and Zero taught him to paint many nights, so he always felt tired and unenergetic during the day." Lu Wen said.

The little painter was a little thin, as he was when I first met him.

At that time, Lu Wen thought it was malnutrition.

Now that I think about it, maybe I didn't get enough sleep.

"Why did you say Zero took him as an apprentice?" Xia Chuluo looked at Lu Wen.

"Maybe Zero feels that he is not smart enough, so he wants to raise some smart children in the nine major cities that can be controlled?" Lu Wen responded.

"That's a good idea."

"Actually...... Jing Le may know that it is not a dream, but he does not want to wake up, he is a natural painter, but he lacks a teacher, so that later, he fell deeper and deeper. ”

The blue-eyed boy walked half-asleep and half-awake.

He hovers on the edge of hell.

On one side is the human world, and on the other side is the scarlet purgatory, and a certain belief sustains him, so that he does not fall completely.

Every time you wake up, you enter a new dream.

"Have you seen Inception?" Lu Wen asked.

"Yes, you want to say that spinning top?"

"Yes, I think Bai Sisi is the spinning top in the Jingle world, when he sees Bai Sisi, he knows that he is in the real world, not in a dream."

So if Zero wants to completely control Jing Le, there is only one way.

Let Blass disappear into the real world forever.

"Maybe that's why Jing Le left Mowu City."

Got out of this place.

He would not see the white-haired girl.

He wouldn't wake up without seeing her.

The girl will be safe.

"In the next few days, follow me to arrest all those fugitives in District 3, who are also the elites of District 13, and they can't always follow the group of wastes in District 10."

A Chief of the Executive Board, who was processing the information, sneezed.

"When can I expect to leave for Canterlot?" Lu Wen asked.

"Six days later." Xia Chuluo said.

"So accurate?"

"There was a wedding five days later, and people told us several times that we should come over, and we must not miss the appointment."

"Oh, by the way, and Yunyang's wedding."

Lu Wen remembered the blue jacaranda flowers that fell that day.

Blue is always melancholy.

But the blue sky can make people feel relaxed and happy, and there are two sides to things, just like every ordinary person.

……

……

Baker City.

The red light shone on the broken rust.

The city is still a bit noisy in the evening.

People come and go just to get back home before the darkness sets in completely.

The darkness of the city is fraught with all sorts of dangers.

Some wore black robes and became messengers of justice in the night, and some wore masks and sat on the towers of the night.

They climbed on the dark red pipes.

Eradicate the shadows in the night.

"Fighting darkness with darkness, this city is quite distinctive."

Lu Wen walks on the East End of Baker City.

Two days passed.

In five days, you can use that Poké Ball to summon the red-haired girl.

His body is very leisurely, wandering around every day, admiring the simple folk customs.

From time to time, I look at the tracking chip in my head to see where the girl has gone in the past two days.