God's Palette

Mian Yu took out the other earphone and decided not to keep it for Xia Xun.Her chin moved slightly with the rhythm, and the sea on her forehead swayed slightly, looking very cute.Xia Xun completely gave up on photography now, and could only carry the oil bottle silently, annoyed that Gustav should not be introduced to her.

But—the music of the dead has at least captured a new audience.If you can really meet Gustav during this trip, then let’s start with this topic?Xia Xun thought.

Suddenly, between people - a faint light flashed across.

Xia Xun looked there, but the light spot was fleeting, leaving no chance for her to observe carefully.And Xia Xun didn't take it to heart, it might be a sand sculpture tourist's mobile phone shaking, or someone shaking the mirror while applying makeup, trivial things not worth mentioning.

But no matter how rationally he analyzed it, the spot of light still left a trace in Xia Xun's heart.

It feels... an incredible light.

After the tourists had almost dispersed, even at noon, the previous open space seemed extraordinarily lonely.

Xia Xun felt itchy, and decided to pick up the camera to take a picture, so at the same time, he touched the soft shoulder of the girl next to him with his elbow, and at the same time reminded loudly: "Take care of yourself, I want to concentrate on taking a few pictures..."

"Ah."

"Ok?"

Looking at it from the corner of the eye, Xia Xun was relieved, because she had already taken off her earphones, and her expression was as calm as ever.She turned the aperture wheel and was about to bring her eyes to the viewfinder—but before that, a strange feeling crossed Xia Xun's heart.

Sleeping Feather... something doesn't seem right.

"Don't you listen?"

"Nothing to hear."

It's... the tone.

Yes, Mian Yu's tone is too normal, that's not right.

Like picking out the only weed hidden in a handful of bean sprouts, Xia Xun understood why he felt strange.Mian Yu, who was still immersed in Gustav's music before, kept "great", and even wanted to dance, but now there is no wave.

"Those songs by Gustav didn't impress you? Did you get tired of listening to them so quickly?"

"It doesn't sound good, it's very bland, without any nutrition, I don't like it...or..." Mian Yu bit her lower lip, and there were traces of confusion on her face, "Why did I think it was great before?" ? Obviously very ordinary..."

This strange reaction made Xia Xun forget that he still had to take pictures.

Like being stripped naked and thrown into a world of ice and snow, Xia Xun's body and mind seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

But it also brings coolness.

It's an anomaly, it's Gustave—yes.It's like Bi Lu has been erased of all his feelings for Gustav, and now Mian Yu looks a lot alike.This is the power of God!But how did it spread?Through music?Is the color of God so malleable?All kinds of thoughts flowed rapidly, Xia Xun wanted to catch this clue more than taking pictures.

How did the lingering ghost do this?

Wait—but before finding the answer, Xia Xun was stunned, because she also began to feel that the matter about Gustav was just a bland thought, not worth wasting any time.

Yeah, since it's such an insignificant thing, it's good to forget it.

"Is the filming finished?" Mian Yu's soft voice lingered in her ears, "If it's finished, just go shopping with me, you don't need to pay, don't be afraid. If you meet Xiaodong Xiaoxi you like, You're welcome, you can tell me."

"Today's boss is really generous." Xia Xun moved his feet, since he had nothing to do and missed the opportunity to take pictures, let's go shopping and relax.

"Well, I'll help you pay and put it in the account..."

"Then I won't look at anything!"

"If there is that kind of top-notch lens that lives in the world, covered in dust, and only costs tens of dollars? It must be waiting to meet a master photographer like you, and you will miss it!"

"You read too many novels."

The ordinary chat made Xia Xun feel joy again.Just like that, forget about that ordinary ghost, forget about those boring things, and go shopping in the flea market... Mian Yu is standing in front of her, with a beautiful face without any defense, with a very different anger from when they first met, And a lively smile.

as well as--

The eyes were faintly moving, like the flawless blue that condensed the entire blue sky.

Xia Xun's short boots were still in place after all.

"What's the matter?" Mian Yu asked.

"I want to press the shutter again."

She pursed her lips and folded her hands, as if she had nothing to do with you.Of course, the light in his eyes, which was born of joy, has long since ran back angrily, and no longer came out to breathe.But fortunately, Xia Xun caught the last bit of strangeness that was about to disappear.

So, in the smoothest and fastest way in her life, she replaced the lens in her backpack that could only pass through the shadows.

24 F2 ZA.

It is also a relatively wide perspective, fully capturing the square that was previously shrouded in hustle and bustle.And Xia Xun's gaze was sharper than ever, trying to see every pixel thoroughly, just to find out the ghost that might exist.

"Kacha—" the shutter was pressed, freezing the moment.

But all her preparations were in vain.

Because she doesn't need to be so troublesome, even if she just presses the shutter, the answer is right in front of her eyes.

It was a gloomy face belonging to the dead, right in front of the camera, unreserved, dead silent and gloomy.

But through the camera, he met Xia Xun's eyes.

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(I thought I could write a few more updates... Fortunately, the state of the code word has gradually recovered)