Shimmer Forest

"It was left by a friend of mine." Seeing the doubt in her eyes, Su Jin fixed his eyes on the easel, his expression a little dazed: "It has been placed there since he left. "

"Has it always... been here?" The old easel seemed to have magical power, attracting her to walk over step by step.She caressed the edge of the easel, and the roughness of the sawdust spread from her palm.

She thought of her small and messy home, which was always dark and cold even on a clear day.For a long time, she had to turn on all the lights in the house to feel at ease.

She felt that she was locked in a small box, where there was no light, no warmth, no air.She lives alone in the dark. When she is not going to school, she hugs the doll and watches the TV with white light.Maybe just staring at the wall in a daze.

Everything seemed so boring.Until one day, her father gave her a bunch of colored brushes.She spread those colors on the white paper stroke by stroke, and watched the mottled colors radiate and crisscross, she realized that the colors can be drawn by herself.

She stared at herself in the mirror, smiled slightly, and said softly, "Let me draw a picture for you."

That was her first work, called "Friends".

"Is there anything you want to draw?" Su Jin's voice broke her slightly melancholy thinking. nodded.

"I want to draw what you look like." She heard her own voice, spit out one by one clearly from her throat.Maybe this is the first time she's been so honest about what she wants, she thought.No fear, no hesitation.

The boy was only slightly taken aback, then smiled and agreed to his request.

She picked up the paintbrush, and daubed it gently on the white canvas regularly and softly.The sun gradually sinks to the west, and the light of the setting sun melts into a gentle dark gold, covering the breezy grassland.The light blue sky was covered by that light, turning it into a beautiful pale green.The crimson-purple clouds spread out like lines, neatly arranged, extending to the distance of the forest.

There is only the sound of the wind blowing by my ears, and the green colors in the eyes make people feel refreshed.The breeze blows away the restlessness and anxiety in my heart, and makes everything calm.

She enjoys this moment of peace, even if everything is just a false illusion.

She starts to get scared.I am afraid to leave this village, I am afraid to leave Sujin, and I am also afraid to lose myself in this shimmering forest.

Night has come, but the painting is not finished.So the three of them held hands and embarked on the journey home together.

On the way, Xiao Yu asked Su Jin, would he feel lonely after his friends left?

Su Jin replied, of course she would be lonely.But I received the best gift from that person.

Xiaoyu asked again, then... one day, when you have a new friend, will you forget him?

Su Jin shook his head and said in a low voice, even if a person leaves, those memories, what happened, every plant and tree in front of him will prove that he once existed.

After a pause, he put his gentle eyes on Xiao Yu, with the brilliance of stars shining in his eyes: "A person's life is really very short, so short that many things are too late to forget. Whether it is him or you, the memory of the acquaintance is Will stay."

It's like telling her that even if you leave one day, you will always stay in my heart.

Su Jin is such a gentle and sensitive person, one can see through her cover-up, her uneasiness at a glance.Knowing that she has always been a lonely person, she cherishes and takes care of everything she has.

Su Jin didn't speak any more, just took her hand and hummed softly.The stars were shining in the sky, and the intermittent singing was soft and tactful, so gentle that she almost shed tears.

She held Su Jin's warm hand tightly, and silently made up her mind that when the painting was completed, she must express all the secrets hidden deep in her heart to the person in front of her.

It was late at night, and she fell into a deep sleep with warmth and that little wish in her arms.

When the first ray of sunshine broke into the house in the morning, Xiaoyu carried the drawing board with great energy and ran towards the lush grassland.Su Jin and Wu Hao idly followed behind her, chatting about some irrelevant idle trifles.The sky was high and the clouds were clear, the sun was shining brightly and dazzlingly, just like the happy mood of teenagers.

Xiao Yu neatly arranged the paints under her feet, and carefully mixed the colors in the palette.Su Jin sat on the stone opposite the drawing board with his chin propped up, while Wu Hao watched them for a while with a complicated expression, and then went to the side to catch bugs.

The colors of the prairie are mottled and varied, with different shades of cyan smeared on the drawing board and quickly used up.Xiao Yu looked at the paint box that had bottomed out, and frowned depressingly.

"What's the matter, have you run out of color?" Noticing the change in his expression, Wu Hao ran over grabbing the unicorn, and looked at the empty paint box.After realizing that his question was confirmed, he threw the unicorn fairy back into the grass, snatched the straw hat from Su Jin's head, patted his chest and said, "I'll just go to Grandma's store and buy it for you!"

Before Xiaoyu could say anything, he added seriously: "I'm not doing it for you, I just can't bear to let the book stay in the sun for so long."

"Then give me back the hat!" Su Jin walked behind him at some point, and punched him unceremoniously.

"It hurts!" Wu Hao couldn't dodge in time, covered his head and pressed down the straw hat vigorously, and ran away waving his hands: "Stingy and bookish, I just won't return it!"

Wu Hao's figure gradually drifted away, and only he and Xiaoyu were left on the vast grassland.The grassland where the wind blows is very quiet, and Xiaoyu can clearly hear his own heartbeat.That sound was mixed with the "rustling" sound from the grass and trees, together with the heart that was trying to hide, it was constantly fermenting in the scorching sun at noon.The sound of heartbeats gradually covered up all other sounds, and the world was as quiet as if only the two of them were left.

Xiao Yu lowered her head and kept rubbing the corner of her clothes, so nervous that she couldn't speak.She has never been so nervous like today. Those thoughts that were originally intended to be expressed after the painting was completed flooded into her heart, lingering on her lips, and lingering again, unable to find an exit.

"Don't mind, although that guy is an idiot, he is a very gentle person." As if not aware of her nervousness, Su Jin smiled and said.He put his eyes in the distance, where Wu Hao disappeared, and there was a little warmth in his eyes inadvertently: "He is lazy, stupid and clumsy, even the way to express concern for people is so bad. But I ...that's what I like about him."

At that time, the sun shone in his eyes, melting into tenderness in his eyes.Xiao Yu raised her head and stared at him, as if she understood something, but also as if she didn't understand.She just knows that that tenderness is different from when she treats herself.Su Jin is a gentle person. His tenderness is distributed to various people in various ways, but the most dazzling and warmest share will always be reserved for the person in his eyes. of.

Yes, how could she not understand?That person didn't look at himself in the first place.He would be gentle with himself just because he looked like a poor ghost.She should have known a long time ago, what is the purpose of the fit and warm atmosphere when those two people are together.The two of them grew up together, no one knew each other better than they did, and nothing could keep them apart.And she still held a glimmer of hope, thinking that her love would be answered.

Like Su Jin, she can see those creatures from other worlds.They were troubled by those creatures, but also supported and warmed by them.They are all wandering outside the crowd, stepping on the blurred line connecting the other world.So she took it for granted that they were each other's kind.

However, the only person who accepted her, who was like her, had already been accompanied by another person.They live warm and happy in their own world.So what about her, who will be by her side?

The breeze blew past, rolled up the fine dust, and penetrated into Xiao Yu's eyes, causing bursts of stinging pain.She subconsciously covered her eyes and sobbed softly.

"Xiao Yu?" Su Jin's worried voice sounded in her ear, she just covered her eyes, and said softly in a weeping intermittent voice: "It's okay, it's just that the dust blinds my eyes."

The dust in the eyes gradually expanded, at first it was just a small black dot, and then gradually blurred and expanded from the eyes, turning the whole world into a piece of black.

Her tears fell drop by drop into the black soil, and the sound of wind and leaves disappeared without a trace, leaving only a soundless silence.

it does not matter.she said to herself.I'm always alone, so it doesn't matter where I am, even if the world turns black.

The dark world is empty.No brushes, no wind, no light, no forest.She sat in the darkness with her knees crossed, staring blankly at the ceiling, feeling as calm as stagnant water in her heart.

I don't know how long I sat there, and there was a little bit of fluorescence in the distance.The fluorescent light slowly lights up, reflecting the outline of the small room.She sat on the damp floor of the house, huddled in the corner of the wall.On the other side of the wall, the TV flickered slightly and made a rustling sound.

In front of her was the smooth mirror, which reflected her pale face and red, swollen eyes from crying.The blackness spread bit by bit in the mirror, devouring her, and finally turned into a mass of pitch-black shadows.

The shadow laughed strangely.She gloated and said to her, no one likes you.

She buried her face in her knees and burst into tears.

"Feel sad?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.It was her own voice, but it sounded extraordinarily cold at the moment, revealing some kind of dangerous temptation.

"As long as you cover your eyes, you can't see the pain." Someone reached out to cover her eyes, and the black hand was like a lump of mud, cold and sticky: "As long as you cover your eyes, tears will not fall."

"Cover your eyes." The cold voice filled her mind, gradually engulfing her consciousness: "As long as you forget the 'light', you won't feel the darkness is scary—"