Urban Sims

Chapter 238 The Encounter That Touches the Soul

Shortly after the completion of Fort Hope.

On this day, a small helicopter-like aircraft landed in an open area in a dense forest near Fort Hope.

The hatch opened, and a woman stepped out of the aircraft.

The woman has a beautiful face and a tall figure. She is wearing thin clothes and trousers. She is dressed in a simple and neat dress. Her medium-length hair is tied up with a red headband and hangs behind her head, revealing her slender and white neck.

The woman took out an easel and a tool bag from the cabin, with the easel in her hands and the tool bag on her shoulders. In the dense forest, she pushed aside the bushes and walked eastward along a path that few people walked. Two kilometers away, go to the castle with a towering spire.

"This castle..."

Under the blue sky and white clouds, in the green lawn, and hundreds of meters away, amidst the rushing sound of the surging waves beating against the coast, the tall and exquisite castle is like a beautiful swan.

Under the gentle breeze, and in the golden autumn season, against the backdrop of the surrounding maple forests, the fiery red leaves are so beautiful that it makes people palpitate.

"But--"

The woman shook her head lightly. This castle was still a little far from the most perfect look in her heart.

In her conception of the castle, the building should be more slender. The outer wall at the bottom should be painted a light purple, the middle part should be painted a cream color, and the water tower spire at the top can be painted a light pink...

And on the creek in front of the castle, a small wooden bridge needs to be built. Downstream of the creek, a classical windmill can be built, and some flower beds or plants can be planted on the lawn around the castle...

"Why do you think so much, this castle doesn't belong to me."

The woman shook her head again and sighed, that person would never give her a little freedom.

She can only do what she wants to do freely in her own fantasy world.

Stand the easel on the ground, put a blank drawing board on it, open the toolbox, take out the paints and brushes inside, and under the warm morning sun, the woman begins to outline the castle in her heart stroke by stroke on the drawing board.

……

on the sandy beach by the sea.

Wearing shorts and shorts, stepping barefoot on the soft sand, Zhou Ming was doing morning jogs at a moderate pace.

Breathing the fresh and humid air, enjoying the coolness of the sea breeze hitting his cheeks, listening to the rushing waves in his ears, and enjoying the massage of fine sand on the soles of his feet, Zhou Ming closed his eyes for a while, his heart was calm, his thoughts spread out, his self And state of mind, entered a state of sublimation.

Unknowingly, he stopped.

a long time……

Facing the sea, he slowly opened his eyes.

There is a golden light in front of you.

There are boundless waves in front of you.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed that he was the only one left.

In the embrace of nature, all the fame, wealth, desires and obsessions in the heart are like floating clouds in the sky, blowing away.

why?

Why do you have to live so hard?So tired?
Go out for a run every day, bask in the sun, listen to the waves, eat three meals a day, and have no worries about food and clothing. Why should you be so troubled and depressed?
Why must this be regarded as a game, rather than a real life?

Isn't that kind of life that is more happy than painful, more joyful than sad, more leisurely than busy, more ordinary than turbulent...isn't it also a perfect life?
Why is life always linked to things like fame, fortune, achievements, and achievements?

Especially in this world of money, although he has a lot of money now, he feels that he is living more and more lonely.

There is no one who makes him feel that he can completely rely on trust.

No one had ever collided with his soul in the slightest.

The purpose of his existence in this world has never been for love and justice, to protect conscience and truth, goodness and beauty.

Just for simple clearance.

However, under the effect of life-prolonging medical treatment, he has an incomparably long life.

Even, as long as he is willing, he can live for 300, 500, or even longer after taking those life-extending drugs in the system space.

But what's the point of such a life?What's the point?
Instead of this, he would rather age naturally, die in a hundred years, and quit the game early.

"There are still 50 slave potions in the system warehouse. If it doesn't work, just kill him and turn this upper-level area upside down!"

Anyway, he has already lived to be almost 70 years old, he has lived enough, and he is not afraid of death.

……

After running, put on your slippers and head back to the castle.

A person in front of him caught his attention.

A woman, a woman who is drawing.

She is very devoted to painting, concentrating on it, with a serious expression, and the brush in her hand is agile, ignoring all external objects.

Even if Zhou Ming walked to a place less than ten meters away from her, she didn't notice it.

"Hey, she's drawing this castle."

Although not very polite, the sharp-eyed Zhou Ming saw at a glance that this female painter was copying the painting from the Castle of Hope where he lived.

However, in addition to the castle, her drawing board also has some elements that are not found in real scenes.

For example, the flower garden full of flowers and plants, the wooden bridge on the creek, the windmill on the coast, etc., the coloring of the main castle is also colorful, lively and amazing.

"The style of this painting..."

A light flashed in Zhou Ming's mind, and he immediately thought that when he visited Longlan Castle for the first time, in the living room, he saw those oil paintings hanging on the wall, which were very similar to the one the woman was painting...

"It turns out that those oil paintings were not painted by Earl Shengguang, but by her."

From her beautiful and fair face, and the facial features that are three to four points similar to those of Earl Shengguang, her identity is clear at a glance.

Either the daughter of Earl Shengguang, or the granddaughter...

Since she didn't know whether her purpose of coming to Hope Castle was purely for collecting pictures or for some other purpose, when she saw that the painting in her hand was almost finished, Zhou Ming stepped forward two steps, ready to talk to her. say hi.

however.

When the distance was less than three meters, the woman who was immersed in painting suddenly turned her head and glanced at him.

This look made Zhou Ming feel as if he had been struck by lightning, and his face was full of shock.

The moment when their eyes met, although it was only a short second, Zhou Ming seemed to have experienced as long as a century.

Under the woman's clear eyes, Zhou Ming found that the experiences, past, stories, secrets, emotions, desires hidden deep in his heart... In an instant, they were completely torn apart like a cracked encrypted message. , dug out, exposed, and completely presented in front of this woman.

This feeling is indescribable, incredible, and shocking.

If Zhou Ming had to describe it, this feeling is a feeling that the soul has been seen through, and the secret in the heart cannot be hidden.

Fortunately, this woman only looked at him for a second. If the time was longer, he really couldn't guarantee whether she would kill her to silence her.

"Buzz~"

There was the sound of an engine roaring overhead.

A jet plane with a smooth curve landed on the lawn not far away.

After the cabin door opened, two burly men wearing sunglasses and dressed as bodyguards came down and walked over.

Walking in front of the woman, the two bodyguards first bowed respectfully, and then one of them said: "Miss, the master told you to go back early."

Hearing this, the woman who finished the last stroke in her hand looked up.

Eyes were in contact for a few tenths of a second, separated by a layer of sunglasses. The two bodyguards quickly lowered their heads, a thin layer of sweat appeared on their foreheads, and one of them took a step back, but still gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Miss, please don't make things difficult for us."

"understood."

The woman said lightly, put away the paintbrush, put it in the toolbox, then took off the completed painting on the easel, put it on the grass aside, folded the easel, handed it to a bodyguard, and said to another bodyguard: : "The plane I drove over, you help me drive it back."

"Yes, miss!"

The bodyguard bowed and trotted towards the small aircraft parked in the dense forest.

Seeing the woman who was packing up and preparing to go back, and the two bodyguards who didn't seem very friendly, Zhou Ming opened his mouth, wanting to ask what's going on?

This lady just came out to relax, why not let her stay a little longer?
But when the words came to his lips, when he saw the woman turn her head, and the gaze that could penetrate everything, and glanced at him again, Zhou Ming not only held back the words, but also subconsciously lowered his reaction just like those two bodyguards head.

This woman is very wicked.

The woman's words came to her ears: "If you take the liberty to bother me, I'll give you that painting as a gift from your newly completed castle."

After finishing speaking, the woman stepped on the steps of the aircraft gangway with one foot, the corner of her mouth moved slightly, and she muttered softly, "A strange man."

The plane disappeared into the distant sky, Zhou Ming walked over, picked up the oil painting on the ground, put it in his hand and looked at it for a while.

"A strange woman."

Zhou Ming also muttered, and sighed at the same time, the oil paintings drawn by this woman are really good.

(End of this chapter)