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Chapter 427 Travelers never say goodbye

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As long as it lasts

At the same time, Aiwass took Isabel, who had transformed into Yulia, and found Yanis easily.

Because Yanis didn’t hide at all.

She was sitting on the largest bell tower in the Red Queen District, overlooking the entire glass island, and painting slowly, stroke by stroke. If your eyesight is good enough, you can see her presence by raising your eyes.

Although powerful people at the fifth level are usually not visible to the world, "Master Yanis" is an exception. Her popularity on the Glass Island is not bad. After all, she is a world-renowned top artist and the organizer and editor-in-chief of Glass Steps Newspaper. She has a relatively wide social circle.

In an upper-class area like the Red Queen, where there are priests, businessmen and scholars, there are not many people who can recognize Yannis at just one glance. Naturally, no one will bother her.

Aiwass does not have the ability to fly, but Isabel is different.

As an "all-rounder", she painted in the void with her fingers while softly singing lively ballads that made the two bodies lighter. In the blink of an eye, Aiwass was painted with a pair of illusory wings.

They were two pink wings that looked like butterfly wings, with only outlines. It looks like a circle of light, with particles escaping outward. And Aiwass immediately understood how this thing should be used.

There is no principle at all, and it makes no sense.

Just because it was painted with wings, it was natural for it to be able to fly.

Aiwass hugged Isabel from behind and flew up with a big jump.

That gesture was more like floating than flying, as if jumping with all his strength on the moon, floating directly to the top of the tall bell tower.

Isabel in the form of Yulia is really small and light, and Aiwass holds her like a kitten. She let out an exclamation of joy and fear as if she were riding a jumping machine, and reached out to grab Aiwass's collar and cuffs.

When Aiwass landed, the illusory wings behind him also turned into light powder and disappeared.

Yannis just glanced at it and immediately recognized Isabel’s disguise.

She burst out laughing, "How did you think this idiot was pretending to be a disguise? Little Isa is so cute"

"I haven't changed in any way, teacher"

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In the pink brilliance, Isabel changed back.

She was a little shy and asked seriously, "I should be exactly the same as Yulia."

"It's like realism painting. A newcomer with some basic skills. I will always make this mistake at a certain period, thinking that my painting is similar enough. People who don’t know how to paint will marvel at it and say it really looks like it, but they can vaguely feel a kind of strangeness that comes from nowhere. Stiffness.

“I won’t mention the nonsense of being soulless, emotionless, and lacking tension. It seems to me that it's as simple as you drawIt's not similar enough, and your observation is not complete enough. At the same time, you used too much force. "

Yannis smiled and pointed to the drawing board in front of her. "What did you see?"

Aiwass and Isabel looked at each other intently.

With At Yannis's level, she could draw a moving magic painting quickly.

But now, Yannis is just painting slowly.

It's like. Newcomers who have just started painting usually have been sitting here for most of the day, but there are still only outlines and structures on the drawing paper, lacking a lot of details.

But even so, Isabel can still figure it out at a glance. It can be seen that what Yanis painted is the glass island

But it is not the glass island now, but the glass island sixty years ago.

She looks through the present. Seeing the past.

Almost all the houses had only shallow outlines, and no one had a painted head.

But Isabel could tell at a glance that this was a glass island, but it was not. It's the current glass island, and I can even feel the mood of the passers-by.

Obviously Yanis didn't draw the sun at all, but Isabel could still tell that it was an autumn day and a little cool. afternoon.

“Only when you truly grasp the whole can you omit and modify.

Yannis said leisurely, "You drew everything you saw and remembered, and made a perfect reproduction." But are those you observed really everything?

“Did you see Yulia’s appearance, or her inner self?

“You remembered her Appearance, but did you remember the shape and softness of her earlobes? Did you remember her hairstyle, the auricles and the back of her neck that were blocked by her hair?

"You saw her figure, You remembered her height and body shape, but you didn't see her inner bones. You didn't observe that her leg muscles had atrophied due to long-term lack of nutrition and exercise. The posture she stood in was actually her legs. Lack of leverage.

“You didn’t notice that her smile was actually a distant and polite smile, and you didn’t notice the rational, inquisitive gaze when she looked at people. Have you noticed her feelings for Aiwass? Do you know why she concentrates on learning alchemy? Do you know what she likes? Do you know why she likes those things?"

Yani Si turned around and spoke in a calm and serious tone, "Little Isa, Her Majesty the Queen of Avalon. I'll give you one last lesson.

“Art is a concentrated expression of beauty, but its essence is nothingness.

“Art comes from reality, from matter, and from the beauty of life that exists everywhere in the world. The beauty of art itself is virtual. It comes from abstract consciousness, containing embellishments and lies.

“The essence of beauty is a mirror image. It is infinitely close to reality, but it is not a copy of reality. Because a fake thing is fake and can never become true. No matter how realistic it is, it isAlways realistic.

"I ask you again, what is the path for little Isa to reach beauty"

"Yes, aesthetics"

Isabel replied tentatively.

Hearing this answer, Yanis smiled with satisfaction.

Because this is the answer that Yannis taught Isabel when she first met her. It is Yannis’ true mantle.

“That’s it. If you want to reach beauty, you must discover beauty. If you want to discover beauty, you need aesthetics. Observation is the ability to discover beauty. From this point of view, every painter is a detective. Always discover the details that others cannot discover."

As Yanis said, she opened her hand and a bouquet of fresh Dettol white roses appeared from her hand.

She waved the flower in Aiwass with a smile, and then handed it to Isabel.

Isabel caught the flower with both hands and looked at it vigorously. But she stared at it for a long time, but still couldn't see the flaw. She could only praise, "The teacher is so amazing, I can't see the flaw at all."

"Because it is true."< /p>

Yannis smiled and said, "These are the flowers I bought for Sophia this morning."

"What is true cannot be fake, and what is false cannot be true." Do you understand a little bit now, little Isa?"

"I seem to understand a little bit, but not very well. ”

Isabel answered honestly.

Yannis just smiled, “It’s just that you don’t understand.” Beauty is the fruit of life, and your future is still long. "

She said and sighed softly.

Yannis raised her head and looked at the sun, as if looking at someone, with warm and bright eyes.

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And Isabel suddenly felt something: "Teacher, don't you plan to watch your grandmother's funeral?"

"No. "

Yannis smiled softly and winked at Isabel, like a young girl. "As long as she doesn't say a final farewell, she won't leave forever, right?< /p>

"My old friend must still be somewhere. One day, I will be able to see her again. Maybe in the material world, maybe in the dream world.

< p> "And before that, my wandering, never-ending journey will begin again. "

She said softly, the dim yellow in her pupils flashed. "Before that, I have to paint a good picture for her.

“This is a promise that was made when we first met, but never fulfilled.”

But soon, the bright yellow color that represented balance was replaced.

She sighed and put down the half-painted painting. Throw away the paintbrush in your hand.

After taking off his hand, the brush turned into dots of color and disappeared into the void.

The moment she let go of the pen, the painting enriched the details and became complete on its own, like a blooming flower.

OneAiwass, who remained silent beside him, suddenly reacted when he saw this scene

Rather than saying that Yanis was drawing with a pen, it is better to say that she was trying her best to restrain the pen in her hand and try her best. Draw those things out slowly.

At her level, she no longer needs pens and paints to paint.

And if she finished this last painting, it would be time for her to leave Avalon.

She obviously didn’t want to leave the glass island, and she didn’t want to say goodbye to her old friend, so she sat here alone, painting the unfinished painting sixty years ago.

Although Sophia has been dead for a week, the death of a friend is like mellow wine. It is only now that the stamina surges up and turns into sadness and nostalgia as light as rain.

But now, Yanis finally defeated the dusk desire in her heart and chose to let it go.

Isabel obviously didn’t think so much.

She just opened her eyes wide and looked at the miraculous scene in wonder.

As if spring has arrived, flowers are blooming. The seasons in the scroll changed from autumn to winter and then to spring.

The flowers are blooming and everything becomes so beautiful.

After the painting turned into spring, the details of the faceless passers-by on the street gradually became richer and more detailed.

As if a world was being created out of nothing, another girl who was 70% similar to Isabel gradually appeared on the scroll.

She stands under the bell tower, which is the most conspicuous place in the painting.

The girl’s eyes are bright and clear, her hands are clasped behind her back lively, and she has a bright smile on her face.

Finally, Yannis’s image was sketched. Except that her temperament back then was more ethereal and indifferent, she looked almost the same as Yannis now.

She stood in the direction where Sophia looked back when she was young, carrying the drawing board, turning her head slightly and looking sideways at the bell tower and beyond the scroll.

It was just like sixty years ago, someone was standing on the clock tower and saw Sophia dragging Yanis shopping below.

Of course Sophia didn’t take Yannis shopping with her back then.

She was captured by people from the Palace of Silver and Tin not long after she appeared at Yannis's painting exhibition.

They later became friends, but they did not have the opportunity to go shopping so leisurely. Because Sophia is always busy and always worrying about others. And as a queen, she didn't have that opportunity to hang around.

When she was really free, she was already old and could only sit on the bed and knit sweaters for her juniors.

But this painting looks so real, as if such an event really happened.

"This painting is for you, just treat it as such"

Yannis took off the solidified painting from the drawing board and handed it to Aiwass.

She looked at Aiwass and Isabel and suddenly laughed, "Well, just think of it as a gift to you. BenI wanted to leave quietly, but who told you to find me? It’s also my fault that I drew too slowly, too slowly, too slowly.

"Life is short, cherish it."

As she said that, she reached out and touched Isabel's face.

Isabel was "smeared" by her as if she were describing something, and with just a few touches, she completely transformed into Yulia.

Even Aiwass found it difficult to tell the difference between this "Yulia" and the real Yulia.

"Study hard. There is still a long way to go."

Yannis smiled and put the drawing board on her back.

She turned around and waved casually. On the last day of the year, when thousands of families were reunited, she chose to leave alone and gracefully.

No goodbye.

Travelers who wander around the world never say goodbye.

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