On July 8, 2015, the rain stopped, but the clouds did not begin to disperse until the evening.

What is happening today is hard to put into words, my dear diary, and before I confide in you, my position of non-occultism, which has been shaped by many years of science, has begun to waver.

I need a little time to sort out my messy brain, please wait a minute.

Well, I walked away for a while, to discuss it with a few other classmates who had experienced those things. Let's not talk about how to deal with the next situation, but it is a point put forward by Jose, which has been unanimously agreed by those of us who are in the know.

That is, in order to avoid causing trouble to yourself, these things should not be disclosed to the outside world under any circumstances.

Except, of course, my dear diary. Because, no matter what, I will not betray my heart, therefore, I will never hide anything from you.

Okay, now I know how to get started.

It all began, shortly before today's bonfire.

At that time, we visited almost all the shows, and the festival gradually reached ** in the evening.

I was satisfied, but there were some inexplicable shortcomings. Let's put it this way, just like browsing for something interesting on the internet, we will always continue to scroll our mouse or scroll our finger down to see new content and expect something more interesting.

Looking back now, in fact, Jose, who walked with me, those couples and classmates, and the beauties, all had the same thoughts. They're all doing the same thing as me, which is to look around for new shows that they haven't seen before the final event.

After all, there is still more than an hour before the bonfire party, and under the excitement and stimulation of the day, we are still energetic and not tired at all, and it is really unbearable for this boring gap period.

More than half an hour passed, and just when we thought that the rest of the time would also be spent in searching, we found a new show. To be precise, it was attracted by this show.

First of all, José, when we were looking separately, he accidentally followed the flow of people somewhere and saw this magical show surrounded by everyone. Or rather, a magical person.

A man dressed in casual clothes, without a hint of bizarre attire, but doing the most bizarre things.

While the rest of us were called in by José, the handsome guy, yes, a handsome man, had just stood on a makeshift platform and introduced himself to us, the audience, with a smile. Henry Cavill, if I'm not mistaken.

It was the first time I had seen the beauties of my companions look admiring, and it was clear that even they were happy to enjoy the warm sun charm under the smile of that Henry. José was jealous, and I could see it, because it was something he deliberately showed.

It's funny, isn't it? But it's that also makes me see that he's being honest with me, and that's very helpful.

For a moment, I wanted to take his hand, but I didn't. Because in the past two days, just as I showed pleasure to the person on stage, he also had a few subtle expressions on the beauties around us.

He wasn't the only one who was jealous, and I endured it in silence for two days. Now, it's time for him to suffer. So, I deliberately behaved more exaggerated than those beauties, and even more exaggerated than those ordinary tourists.

I regret it, if I had been given another chance, I would never have been this bird.

Yes, what was originally just a small means to vent my anger has led to an unexpected situation for me.

That Henry, he noticed me.

Just like many shows invite an audience outside the venue to participate in the performance, he singled me out of the crowd with one sentence. At the instigation of my companions and the encouragement of strangers, I stepped onto the stage step by step.

It's a bit embarrassing to say, but even if I don't have the influence of others, I'm happy to be on the same stage with a handsome guy. But at that time, I suddenly came to my senses, and the first thing I subconsciously did was to turn around and shake José's hand tightly before going on stage.

As it turned out, it was the only move I didn't regret back then. Because, by the time I write this, José has already brought me desserts and hot drinks several times. However, although he offered to stay with me for a while several times, I refused, after all, now is the time between you and me.

Far from that, back to the point.

Henry's performance is to predict the future and present it in the form of sand paintings, which have a huge projection screen in front of the stage to present the sand paintings at hand.

"Welcome to our beautiful lady!"

These were the first words he said, and after I greeted the audience, he asked me to pose a pose, "so that I can predict your future by using sand paintings."

I did so, but I didn't do anything peculiar, I just stood there because I thought he would paint for a long time, and it was too tiring to hold a particular pose for so long.

I figured it out, he didn't say much, and I didn't know what was going to happen next, so I was just relieved. Maybe it's some compliments, maybe it's a story that is suppressed and then raised, anyway, the ending won't disappoint me, and it won't disappoint the audience, that's what he has to do, make up a story on the fly, or make up a script in advance.

Henry, with his professional sand painting skills, is still a storyteller, and with a little cleverness, it is really remarkable that he can put on such a show that makes people enjoy it. Of course, that's all there is to it. All I have to do is cooperate with him and complete the show.

That's what I was thinking at the time. Arrogance, even unintentionally, can easily blindfold me and plunge me into the abyss of ignorance. That's the lesson I learned from this incident.

He did it, faster than I expected, much faster. While I was thinking about how to work with him, the sand painting was finished.

Less than a minute, my sense of that time, at most, tens of seconds.

When it was done, he invited me to look at the sand painting. Unexpectedly, and reasonably, it was a stick figure, no wonder it was completed so quickly.

However, just as I was about to open my mouth and praise him cooperatively, someone in the audience suddenly called out my name.

"Alina, that's Alina!"

It was a stranger I didn't know, and he said a name he didn't know.

Someone in the audience called out my name one after another, and that look of surprise was like they also knew it in a special way, not because the stranger who had just spoken said my name.

"Excuse me, is your name Alina?"

As Henry said this, there was a sudden silence in the audience, but my heart became flustered.

It's embarrassing to be wantonly pointed out your identity. But in contrast, the fear of the unknown was the main feeling I felt at the time.

I could have pretended to be an actor pretending to be an audience and admitting with a smile so that I could give myself a decent step. You can also splash and roll around, and go on with this thief who steals other people's privacy. You can even leave the scene angrily to show your attitude and bottom line.

But I didn't do any of that, and I was desperate to know how he had learned my name and how to make it known.

Fear puts me passively at a disadvantage.

José tried to rush up, but as soon as he moved, he was stopped by his companions. Except for José, who cares about the chaos, they all know that they must let this scene go on, and satisfy this Henry's desire to perform before things get out of hand, so that it is possible to save me back. That's what they told me later.

However, I didn't notice what was happening in the audience at the time.

Desperate for answers, I was forced to look at Henry with a pleading gaze.

The response was a heartwarming smile.

At that time, I was sensitive in my heart, but I could not detect the slightest malice in his eyes, or teasing. Maybe I don't have to be so nervous, that's how I reacted in that moment.

"Yes. ”

When I answered in the affirmative, the audience erupted in applause and exclamations.

How many of these people spying around for information before the show started? didn't care about this clumsy script, and desperately applauded. No wonder, this show was not presented to everyone until the end of the festival.

I thought I understood, but the anxiety in my heart dissipated a lot, and I regained my composure.

"By the way, how did you let the audience know my name?"

I even dared to take the initiative to raise the topic, and as expected, Henry put on a pretended mysterious smile.

"Hehe, look at the lines that make up this sand painting, what do they look like?"

It turned out to be the Latin alphabet, and when I came back to my senses, I could see the secret at a glance, and it was no wonder that the audience could say my name. After all, no matter how you spell these letters, they don't sound as easy as the name Alina.

Drawing with letters?

When I thought of this, I no longer took a single Henry in my eyes, how ridiculous it is to think about it now!

"Well, then, I'm going to predict your future. ”

"Please. ”

To this day, I still admire the courage of my ignorance at that time, and I was able to put on a posture of indifference.