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a country

There were not many pedestrians on the path paved with blue tiles and stones. Lin Wen just leaned on the sightseeing fence, looking aimlessly at the few sightseeing boats floating in the canal.

The speed of the boat was not fast, but the calm water surface also caused small ripples, making the river water that was originally as clear as a mirror slightly distorted.

It has been less than half a week since Lin Wen came to this country, and she has been on a sightseeing boat several times, but compared to floating in the water like that, she still prefers to walk around on land alone.

The city in front of me has the title of "City of Desire", which is synonymous with promiscuity, chaos, madness, and joy.

But Lin Wen felt that this city always brought her a quiet and peaceful feeling.

It is very similar to the kind of old bookstore that specializes in selling second-hand books. The door is made of old iron that creaks, and the windows are mostly made of paper.

But it also gives people an inexplicable feeling and an inexplicable feeling, especially when an orange warm light is lit at night.

But maybe this is just the superficial surface of this city, because the chaotic time has not yet arrived...

With his back against the Central Railway Station standing not far away, Lin Wen quietly blew the wind from the river for a while, and finally prepared to leave.

She has a lot to do today and time is precious.

……

The first stop is the Vincent Museum.

Painting is one of the few things that Lin Wen is willing to spend time thinking about, so it is rare and necessary to have this opportunity to visit this world-renowned oil painting museum matter.

But unlike most people who have a sense of piety like a pilgrimage, Lin Wen's mood is much calmer.

The museum is very large, and it is filled with a strong artistic atmosphere just from the appearance of the building, just like this city with the title of "Art Capital".

The paintings in the exhibition hall are exhibited according to the year, so the gallery is very long and there are many paintings.

Lin Wen looked over slowly and carefully, his eyes were serious, his expression was focused, and he was full of patience.

The style of the paintings on the wall changed from dark to bright, and the colors changed from dark to contradictory. The emotions implied in it changed and changed, but it gave people a vague feeling.

The most attractive thing about the oil paintings on the wall is undoubtedly the strong collision of colors, but Lin Wen can feel that the brushstrokes under this violent collision are actually very delicate.

It's like the kind of high-definition camera that can infinitely magnify the pixels, and the pictures are actually real.

However, Lin Wen doesn't know much about oil painting, and her knowledge of painting is also very shallow, so she can't see the profound meaning of the works, so she is only superficial, simple, and feels according to her own feelings.

Maybe the painter's happiness turned into sadness when she came to her, and sadness turned into joy, these are all uncertain things.

There are many world-famous paintings in the exhibited paintings, such as the world-famous "Sunflower" and the beloved "Starry Sky".

However, what made Lin Wen stop and hesitated to move away was a look that was so ordinary in comparison that it couldn't even be called a finished product, "Tree".

In the painting, the roots of the tree beside the plaster wall are loosely stuck in the soil. It is hard to believe that this can support the entire tree.

In other words, the tree wasn't very far from falling.

This seems to imply...?

"Do you like this painting very much?"

A sudden voice interrupted Lin Wen's thoughts. She looked up and saw a young man standing in front of her.

He was tall, probably close to 1.9 meters tall, because Lin Wen had to raise his head slightly when looking at him.

But the most surprising thing is his attire.

It's autumn now, and the wind outside is very strong, but the boy in front of him is only wearing a thin T-shirt and a pair of shorts that are no more than five points.

On the other hand, Lin asked himself that he had already put on a thick windbreaker and long pants.

"Hello, ma'am," the boy smiled when he saw Lin Wen looking over. He was bright and bright, and his big white teeth could be seen clearly.

"Hello"

"Do you like this painting very much?" The boy repeated the question just now. He seemed to be obsessed with it and full of curiosity.

Lin asked: "Maybe, it always gives me a different feeling."

"What does that feel like?"

Lin Wen hesitated for a moment before slowly uttering two words:

"death"

The boy didn't feel any surprise, he just smiled lightly, but didn't answer directly, he just said suddenly: "You know what? Actually this is Vincent's last painting"

"A painting that was not finished before dying"

"So to me, I think your feeling is right"

Lin Wen didn't feel very happy when he heard his approval. On the contrary, his mood began to sink involuntarily.

The boy seemed to have noticed it, but he didn't point it out. He just sent out an invitation: "Are you interested in admiring one of my favorite paintings?"

"Yes", Lin Wen was slightly taken aback, but still nodded.

The painting that boys like is called "Apricot Blossom".

Different from other paintings with strong colors or dark and low, this painting is dominated by rare warm colors, and it is just right in the middle of the two, finding a suitable balance point.

With the blue sky as the background, the pale pink flowers, and the vibrant vines and green branches, this painting is fresh and dusty, and at the same time has a gentle little nostalgia.

It seems that the joy and joy of the artist can be felt through the painting.

This is exactly what Lin Wen envies most now, happiness.

She stared blankly, unable to move her mind away for a long time, as if this painting had a fatal attraction.

Seeing this, the boy couldn't help curling his lips, and said in a slightly smug tone, "Isn't this painting very different?"

"Yes, it's very different." The corners of Lin Wen's mouth curled up slightly.

"Let me tell you about the background of this painting."

Before Lin Wen could react, the boy started talking on his own. He was always very enthusiastic.

"When painting this painting, Vincent has actually suffered from mental torture for a long time, and he can even describe his daily life as painful."

"So most of his paintings during this period are wandering in self-loathing and struggling emotions, which will give people a feeling that the brush is hot but the heart is cold"

"But "Apricot Blossom" is different. He was painted by Vincent's nephew when he was just born, so it contains an unprecedented joy and high spirit state."

Having said this, the boy stopped. He turned to face Lin Wen, then smiled and said:

"So, there will be light in the dark life, even if it is tiny, but it will exist"

"Are you right, ma'am"

Lin Wen looked at the eyes of the boy in front of him, with a very attractive light, but she was silent for a while, but only gave an ambiguous answer: "Maybe."

But the boy in front of him was already very happy, he stretched out his hand:

"Hello, Clement, what's your address, Ma'am?"

"Noki", Lin Wen shook his hand back.

"Noki, I hope you are happy"

"Thank you"

Lin Wen smiled, shallowly, but this was the first genuine smile she showed today.

Like you, I wish I could be happier.

……

It was almost noon after leaving the museum, Lin Wen casually entered a small mushroom shop on the street.

Simple, I ordered a chicken sandwich, a cup of coffee, and a cake.

But even these, Lin Wen didn't finish eating, the sandwich bread was too hard, the coffee beans were not fresh, and the cake was too sweet.

However, considering his half-empty stomach, Lin Wen still packed up a portion of French fries and a portion of schnitzel.

These two taste okay.

in the afternoon

Lin Wen wandered around again casually, and returned to the hotel around four o'clock.

Even though it is said that night is the best time to experience the "City of Desire", and you can indulge in luxury and luxury, but Lin Wen still has no idea about it.

No matter where she is, the word lively will always keep her away.

If a person feels lonely, the darkness will make the feeling of loneliness infinitely magnified in all the senses of the human body.

Lin Wen was lying on the bed, his whole body was wrapped in a soft quilt.

But she couldn't feel any warmth, and even the goose down quilt on her body seemed to be slowly turning into iron chains, tied around her body, tightened bit by bit, causing dense pain.

The medicine has been stopped long ago by the arbitrariness. Since he got sick, even Lin Wen himself feels that he has become more and more self-willed.

However, let's go on like this, she doesn't want to have any struggle.

Without the desire to survive, there is only a walking dead body left.

From the very beginning, I was surrounded by darkness so slowly, it felt like a drowning person, as if the suffocation would spread from the throat to every cell in the body.

In the haze, a painting suddenly appeared in front of Lin Wen's eyes.

It is "Almond Blossom".

Only then did she realize that lying down and looking at it is the most beautiful vision of this painting...

The sky is full of flowers, carrying all the hopes of people...

……

Not long after Lin Wen came back, the door of the next room was also opened, and then it was slammed shut again.

The temperature on his forehead was terribly hot, and his brain was burnt fuzzy. After taking the medicine, Shen Guo stuffed himself in the bed, wanting to sweat a lot.

Physical and mental exhaustion made her sigh helplessly, but even the breath she exhaled was extremely hot, making herself shiver.

This broken body is really...unbelievable.

It's also my fault that she treats me too well, that's why she's not acclimatized at all times, has a cold and a fever...

After a while, the effect of the medicine came up, and the sleepiness came as soon as it was said.

The second before Shen Guo closed his eyes, the face engraved in his heart still appeared as before.

She hopes to have a good dream today, in the dream, there will be her...

……

The author has something to say: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

This chapter was supposed to be at six o'clock in the morning...

Then tomorrow I can only continue to catch bugs...

感谢在2021-07-1520:48:06~2021-07-1823:03:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 1 summer ice;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 15 bottles of Xingfeifei; 4 bottles of Yi'an; 2 bottles of Dudu and Shi'an;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!