Chapter 383 Painting
Banquet hall.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

The woman in the Gothic skirt looked at Yu Wenxuan and asked in a low voice.

"Is this your attitude towards your savior?" Yu Wenxuan looked down at her.

For some reason, Yu Wenxuan felt that her face looked familiar.

He had a good memory, but after searching every corner of his mind, he could not find such a woman in a Gothic skirt in his past life.

What's more, it's impossible to tell which year this fog belongs to.

She avoided Yu Wenxuan's eyes. If it weren't for him, she would have been smashed to pieces.

"My name is Lin Xiaohui."

She first gave her name in a low, cold voice.

Yu Wenxuan looked at her with interest. Her behavior and dress were quite unconventional, but her name was very simple.

"I..." She hesitated and looked at Yu Wenxuan, "You won't believe it, you will think I'm a lunatic..."

"Is there anything crazier than there being a ghost here?" Yu Wenxuan interrupted her.

Her eyes slowly widened, and she seemed surprised that Yu Wenxuan would say such a thing.

And when Yu Wenxuan saw her dark eyes, a yellow picture suddenly flashed through his mind.

I have seen her...

Yu Wenxuan finally confirmed this matter.

But how is that possible?

This woman is from the Mist Time Fragment. Logically, she should no longer exist in the real world.

Could it be... that this strange feeling of familiarity with her is related to the way to survive this time?
"There are indeed ghosts here," Lin Xiaohui finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Yu Wenxuan had brought up the "ghost" theory before her. She calmed down and said, "It's hard to believe, but I have to tell you that you are not a real living person."

Yu Wenxuan was stunned for a moment. He seldom showed an expression that revealed his true thoughts, but the surprise at this moment was indeed real.

"You...are the people in my painting."

After taking a deep breath, Lin Xiaohui told the truth as she knew it.

"Yeah." Yu Wenxuan nodded.

This time it was Lin Xiaohui's turn to be stunned.

"You...you..." She was a loner with a strange personality. She didn't talk much and didn't show her emotions, but she was still shocked by Yu Wenxuan. "Don't you think it's strange?"

"Strange, so what?" Yu Wenxuan pretended to open his eyes wide, with an unbelievable look, "What on earth happened?"

He was totally acting, and he made no attempt to hide the fact that he was acting.

However, his attitude somewhat eased Lin Xiaohui's nervousness.

"It was an evening a month ago..." Lin Xiaohui fell into memories and told the story.

She is a painter. Lin Xiaohui likes the coast at dusk very much and has gone to the beach at that time more than once.

Whether it is the darkening sky or the coastline where light and darkness meet, they are all her favorite "materials".

The same is true today.

Lin Xiaohui took her painting supplies and went to the beach at around six in the evening.

Arriving at the same place as usual, she put down her drawing board and began to look for inspiration.

The coast seemed much more lively today than before.

She looked towards the pier. It was dusk and everything was blurry and unclear.

Lin Xiaohui only vaguely knew that the huge shadow on the coast seemed to be a cruise ship, and people on the shore were boarding.

A question popped up in her mind. Hasn't the dock here been abandoned for a long time?
When was it put back into use? And it even has contact with such a large passenger ship...

Putting aside the doubts in her mind, Lin Xiaohui, who was completely immersed in this picture, suddenly picked up the paintbrush.

The first stroke was made on the blank paper in front of her.

She was drawing the huge, ship-shaped shadow she saw on the sea.

Correct……

That huge shadow could only be a ship.

Otherwise, where were those people queuing at the dock going?

Otherwise, what huge existence could there be in the sea?

Although... the more she looked at it, the less it looked like a ship...

As the sky grew darker, Lin Xiaohui's thinking became slower and slower, and all her energy was focused on this painting.

The moon appeared silently on the sea.

Lin Xiaohui could no longer see her drawing board clearly, nor could she see what she was drawing.

She could hear some faint mumbling in her ears, but she couldn't make out what they were saying.

My arms were tired, but I had no intention of stopping.

Lin Xiaohui's eyes were wide open, and she was trembling, as if she had lost her soul, and she drew what she saw like a walking corpse.

She watched as a huge, bright moon appeared above the sea, illuminating the dark ocean even deeper and more terrifying.

And the ship-shaped shadow that appeared on the sea also revealed its true appearance at this moment!

Lin Xiaohui didn't remember what she saw at all, and she had no idea what the huge ship-shaped shadow really looked like. Her sanity had been destroyed, and her body was just drawing unconsciously...

Under the silent and pale moonlight, the air around was flowing in an unusual way.

Wow - Wow -

It seemed to be a sea breeze, but it was more smelly than a sea breeze. The chaotic wind blew Lin Xiaohui's coat, and the vegetation on the coast made a rustling sound, which was the same as usual, but seemed completely different.

She... seemed to be carried into another world by the moonlight.

Although she didn't see anything that frightened her, an unknown fear quickly surged up between the huge full moon and the dark shadows on the sea, and filled her heart uncontrollably.

Her hands were still painting at an incredible speed, and Lin Xiaohui herself was more like a bystander, a half-asleep and half-awake bystander.

Faced with a strange, cold and bizarre will, Lin Xiaohui was completely unable to control her body.

She just saw... a huge ship-shaped shadow, moving slowly and silently in the moonlight.

When she came to her senses, it was completely dark.

Lin Xiaohui looked at the drawing board in horror, and on it... a complete, weird, distorted painting appeared!
What frightened her even more was that the next moment, she was sucked into the painting.

The sea breeze blew away, leaving only a bare canvas, without people or paintings...

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After listening quietly, Yu Wenxuan asked, "So, you have been here for a month?"

Lin Xiaohui nodded.

From the initial collapse to the subsequent calmness, she has adjusted her mentality and done a lot of research.

But...she still couldn't escape from this painting.

"The ship will sail into the deep sea in the second half of the night. At that time, the moonlight will illuminate every corner of the ship. Every time at that time... I will enter the next day and return to the moment of boarding the ship at dusk, and cycle again with a different identity."

Lin Xiaohui looked at Yu Wenxuan:
"This is the thirtieth time. It is also the first time. When it first trembled, there was someone in its heart."

(End of this chapter)