That night, Yun Xi had a dream.In the dream, the man in Tsing Yi stood calmly in the blazing fire, and finally melted into the hot red.

When I woke up, my hands were full of salty sea water.

He stood in the middle of a green sea, not understanding why he fell asleep standing up.

The man in Tsing Yi passed him by, and the thin cloth brushed against his palm, bringing a cool and gentle touch.

It was the first time for him to have such a close contact with the other party, even if only a piece of clothing was touched, it made him very satisfied.

The man in Tsing Yi suddenly stopped and stood silently in the center of the blue ocean.The sea waves didn't wet the corners of his clothes, but blended with his blue clothes like smoke, completely natural.

He suddenly had a premonition that the other party would turn around.He had a hunch that what he had been chasing and wondering for so many years would get the answer the moment he turned around.

He held his breath.

The sound of waves and the sound of wind came and went one after another, and the sea water surrounded him, making him extremely cold.In the swaying water waves, he saw the face of the man in Tsing Yi who was exactly the same as himself.

The fragments of memory spliced ​​together and quickly merged into blanks.And Yun Xi suddenly understood that what he had been pursuing and believing so persistently for so many years was not some belief, but an illusory yet real self that he had never been able to touch.

He was just looking for a reason to walk, forcing himself to follow the figure of that person.He chased the phantom for so long that he forgot where he started.

He remembered which book said that there is a kind of bird in the world without feet, it flies non-stop when it is born, and sleeps in the wind when it gets tired.You can only land once in your life, and that's when you die.

He turned into this bird, and in order to survive, he kept moving forward and flying, with no way out.

He no longer needs to use fistfuls of white pills to maintain his memory or lucidity.What is lacking in the body and mind cannot be filled with medicine.

This is an incurable disease.

The sea water is cold and suffocating.He suddenly began to miss Su Jin, the warm sea drawn from his mouth, and the way he smiled in the sun.Probably the only real thing in this fragile dream world.

Perhaps, all this is real, and only Su Jin is the product of his illusion.It is the only salvation he imagined in this cold world full of blue.

He saw another self gracefully pointing to the calm blue sea, and said with a smile, this is the destination.

The cyan world collapsed in an instant, and the dark green sea water pulled his body, for fear that he would escape.

He covered his ears, trying to hear the pulsating and rumbling sound from his wrist.

Time was rushing by my ears, and finally I could no longer hear any sound.

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Yunxi disappeared.After that trance and dull conversation, he lost track.

The village was as peaceful as ever, except that occasionally someone said a few words, saying that the young man had disappeared.

No one was uneasy or confused because of his arrival, and no one was sad or relieved because of his departure.

In fact, Yun Xi is always like this.But this time, Su Jin knew that he might not be able to find that person no matter what.

It was a strong premonition.

He didn't know where that person went, but he didn't care much.

As my father said, that person does not belong to the village, so sooner or later he will leave and return to his place.

He couldn't walk into the world in that person's heart, the only thing he could know was that Yun Xi was a special person.

Since the first time he saw the mottled emerald canvas, he was sure of it.

On the day after Yun Xi left, Su Jin went to Cao Ye again.

The easel was still in place, and the emerald canvas was quietly placed on it, subtly blending with the background.

That scene is so familiar and natural, so natural that it seems that the person will come back in the next moment, stand in front of the easel again, repeat the action of smearing regularly, smearing the blue sea, the person in green clothes day after day.

Even now, when Su Jin occasionally passes by, he can see that person smiling faintly by the easel.

He inexplicably believed that for a moment, Yunxi heard his description and saw the vibrant sea.

In this way, it will be enough.

A walker is a walker after all, he can do whatever he wants, walk with the wind, have no worries, and be free.

It's just that I don't know if the thing that person is looking for with all his efforts has been found.

Perhaps the person named Yun Xi has forgotten this illusory and cold blue sea, and continued to move forward vaguely but persistently on a certain sunny afternoon.

Yunxi, Yunxi, tossing and turning without support, there is nothing to do.

He closed his eyes, embraced the picture of the sea, and fell into a deep sleep.

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Many years later, Su Jin received a letter, but there was no address or signature on the envelope, and it was blank.

He carefully opened the seal, and there was only one painting in the letter.The canvas is covered with dazzling and warm red, and the surging waves exude a scorching and exuberant breath of life.Out of the corner of an eye, the floating light jumps into gold.Spreading warm colors like fire.

He remembered that it was the sea he had described with that person.

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