Shimmer Forest

When the first spring rain came, the village welcomed a stranger.

It was a very tall and slender young man, with a high-necked black windbreaker outlining his tall and straight silhouette.He was wearing a brown canvas hat with the brim extremely low, and he was carrying a dark green painting bag on his back.

The dress that is incompatible with the village is very eye-catching no matter where he walks, but he looks quiet and lonely.He never talks to people, and his life is regular and rigid.At dawn, he would walk into the lush forest alone with a drawing board on his back.In the evening when the sun sets, I will return alone to welcome the red clouds.

Su Jin inadvertently saw the face hidden under the brim of his hat when he passed by.His expression was in a trance, his complexion was pale, and his eyes were lonely.

He was curious about what that person was drawing.But my father said that every stranger who came to the woods alone wanted to find what he had lost.Don't bother him, don't leave fetters with each other, he doesn't belong here after all.

Su Jin kept this in mind and stopped paying attention to him deliberately.And there was no talk about that person in the village, and they still lived a normal life, talking about trivial matters at home.His integration was so abrupt and so natural, as if he himself was part of the village.

As time passed, Su Jin's interest in him gradually faded.Until one day, he accidentally met the stranger in the woods.

At that time, the other party was sitting in the middle of a piece of green grass, concentrating on painting colors on the canvas.He struggled for a long time, but in the end he couldn't resist the strong curiosity and walked over.

That person didn't seem to be aware of his existence, and just smeared the emerald green color on the drawing paper casually.The white paper is covered with coloring blocks, mottled and different shades of green, stacked and staggered, as if the color grass of the entire grassland has been included in the small drawing paper.

He stared at the profound and artistic painting, and subconsciously asked, "What are you painting?"

In fact, Su Jin had already made up his mind to be ignored, but the man stopped writing and looked back at him.There was a slight light in the shadowed eyes.

He said, I am painting the sea.

"The sea?" Su Jin looked at the continuous green grass in front of him, with a puzzled expression: "There is no sea here."

"No, it's here." He turned his eyes back to the rolling grass, his lonely and empty eyes were filled with firmness and longing.

Su Jin was startled, as if he understood something, and didn't speak again.

The man didn't care, picked up the brush again, and began to paint.And Su Jin stood behind him, watching quietly, the dazzling blue, mottled and overlapping.

After a long time, he suddenly smiled, and softly asked the person who was still writing, his words were gentle: "Can you tell me your name?"

The man didn't turn his head, but Su Jin got the answer between the lips and teeth.

Yunxi.

Since then, Su Jin has become acquainted with this foreigner.

It is said to be familiar, but it is just a nod to greet each other when meeting, and no longer treat each other as air.Occasionally, Su Jin would go to the grass in the deep forest and stand side by side with him, watching him paint the blue "sea" day after day.

It's amazing that Su Jin can know where he is as long as he wants to see him.It's like they can communicate without words.

Wu Hao was a bit appetizing, but he knew that Su Jin was not a guy who would be interested in strangers casually.And the emotional bond between them will never be alienated and shaken by anyone.

Su Jingran gloated at his depressed appearance, ruffled his hair vigorously, and said with a wicked smile, "You two are disobedient brats, and you will only ask for trouble in the end."

Wu Hao kicked it unceremoniously, hitting the vital point with his kick, completely ignoring the heart-piercing wailing of the opponent.

He learned that person's name from Su Jin's mouth, and began to pay attention to him subconsciously.Yun Xi always goes out at fixed time slots, her expression is indifferent, her eyes are hollow, her steps are flimsy, like a walking corpse.He often ignores his greetings, often wanders in the sky, and reacts very slowly.

That person, only when he saw Su Jin, would there be a little light in his eyes, letting people know that he was still alive.

He faintly felt that this person was a bit scary, so he tried to ask Su Jin: "Do you—do you think that person...is not normal."

And Su Jin just smiled, didn't answer, but didn't get angry either.

Slowly, with Su Jin's silent company, Yun Xi also opened up the chatterbox.

He said that he has amnesia, and has long been unable to remember his hometown and the purpose of travel, but there is always a force in the dark that pulls him to this sea.

He said he was looking for someone and he didn't know who that person was.But he was inexplicably convinced that that person was very important to him.Even though that person was wearing a weird outfit that didn't fit the times, and even though his face was always blurred, every time he saw that figure, the nostalgia and heartache that permeated his bone marrow made him clear that this figure was the reason for his walking.

He said that maybe they used to be very familiar friends, but in his world, time passed so fast that the impression of this person was diluted.

He said he had lost sight of why he started the trip and had no idea when he would stop.He is always chasing the blue figure in his sight, he is like his guide, pulling his thoughts and guiding his direction.

He was exhausted, but he couldn't stop.

He started to draw, and his pen was filled with blue sea and sky, as well as the figure that broke into his sight at any time.His world is wrapped in blue, pure and dazzling.What started out as the only way to express my thoughts gradually turned into a habit.Sacred and boring, like some old-fashioned ritual.

Su Jin listened quietly.With his slow and low-pitched narration, the wilderness in front of him slowly unfolded.He heard the soft crash of the waves in his ears.The breeze blew and the green grass swayed slightly, turning this vast wilderness with lush vegetation into a green sea.

Someone stood quietly in the middle of the ocean, looking back at each other with blurred faces.