Almighty painter

Chapter 930: Girl's Prayer

Miss Elena feels that there are always some moments in life that are more intense than others.

Many days are so beautiful that they seem like a bustling visual bombardment, but in fact they are just like advertisements above the windows of shopping streets.

They always have similar aesthetics, similar color schemes, similar slogans, and they provide nothing more than a similar sense of atmosphere.

Looking at one picture is like looking at a thousand pictures. The only difference is that some are selling scarves and some are selling sneakers.

Some days are like this too.

You live one day, then repeat it a thousand times - whether she's in London for a dinner or in Paris for an exhibition, it doesn't really make much difference.

However, some seemingly ordinary and repetitive days will leave a deep mark in people's lives.

For better or worse.

Either happy or sad.

On the island, they watched the sun rise into the sky and set into the sea day after day, and their time was painted in two different colors by two emotions: plain joy and quiet sadness.

After returning to land, Anna took back the notebook that Eliot's secretary had left on the cargo ship. Regarding their life on the island, the woman only wrote a few words "Van Gogh Night" on the blank page of the notebook.

This behavior is very similar to the line drawing of Edelweiss that Miss Kara Elena drew on the blank page of her diary 150 years ago after her grand tour in her twenties.

The flower language of Edelweiss is "important memories". In Central Europe, it also symbolizes the determination to sacrifice everything for love.

In Kara's heart, Edelweiss is a bookmark of memory, representing the painting "Old Church in a Thunderstorm" and her courage and strength.

In Miss Elena's heart——

"Van Gogh Night" is also a bookmark of memory.

It represents the superposition of "Starry Night over the Rhone" and "Starry Night", the dual image of quiet happiness and restless sky.

It represents the memories of her and Gu Weijing, who once stayed in an isolated corner like Van Gogh and Gauguin, discussing art.

It also represents that she and Gu Weijing, like Van Gogh, once looked at the sky and were enveloped by awe of the power of nature, passion for life, restlessness about life and... a yearning for redemption.

Oh, right.

and also.

During the last few days on the deserted island, Miss Irene began to hate Van Gogh.

After she painted on the sand that day, she never mentioned Van Gogh's name again. The two times Gu Weijing tried to talk about Van Gogh, Anna immediately changed the subject in a rather stiff manner.

It wasn't that Van Gogh had done anything to anger Anna, or that Anna was drawing stars on the sand, but Gu Weijing smiled too much, which made Miss Elena so angry that she wanted to grab Van Gogh from the ground and whip him.

Anna's disgust has nothing to do with poor Mr. Vincent van Gogh, but comes from her inner helplessness.

It's a little complicated to explain.

The specific reason for this is this -

On the evening of the second day, after the end of "Mr. Sloth's Curating Class", Miss Elena could no longer continue with "Mr. Gu's Painting Class".

In short, Gu Weijing was very ill, and Miss Elena was completely powerless to do anything about it.

Gu Weijing seemed drowsy and incredibly hot.

Anna didn't know what to do.

Oh.

I know, I know.

She knew he was sick, that he had a fever, that he had symptoms of inflammation or infection, and that perhaps he needed some fever-reducing medication, some antibiotics, or cephalosporin or something like that.

But where can women find medicine?
They didn't even have the most basic penicillin on hand.

Miss Ileana knew what to do, but she really didn't know how to do it.

In almost all classic adventure novels of the Victorian era, when people are trapped in the wilderness for a long time and sailors are stranded on desert islands, there are often passages in which the wise man in the team uses wild tree bark to make "quinine" to treat fever.

For example, Jules Verne's "The Mysterious Island".

In the adventurer's situation.

It was described as a miracle drug that could cure all diseases.

Anna knew this.

But...are all barks useful? Are all fevers useful? How do they do it?

She stared at the sea-man trees in a trance, and then realized that she knew nothing about them except the name "quinine".

The poor sea people trees managed to escape.

Maybe Gu Weijing needs some more nutritious food and some vitamin supplements.

She knew that fish was rich in vitamins.

Miss Elena tied the fishing line in the life-saving bag to a wooden stick, tied a plastic lure hook on one end, threw it into the sea, and tried to catch something.

She didn't have the magic of Lao Gu, who could still create a photo of a man holding a big fish on the photo wall even though he was on a military expedition that day. After Anna sat on a rock that protruded slightly from the sea on the beach for half an hour.

She understood one thing.

It's a waste of time to sit like this.

The fishes that lived happily on the island successfully escaped.

At last.

Miss Elena tried the most effective and simplest method she had at hand. If Gu Weijing had a high fever, she would try to wipe his forehead with fresh water to cool him down.

Gu Weijing had a headache, so she asked him to drink water in small sips.

If Gu Weijing felt cold, let him get closer to the fire. Gu Weijing was so dizzy from the fever that Anna was worried that he would burn himself while losing consciousness.

Miss Elena gently hugged his head.

Anna had no idea.

Is her behavior to cool down the other person or to warm the other person with her body temperature?

Anna knew it well.

Her behavior was to warm herself, to warm her fear, and to warm her cold despair of loneliness.

There were a few times, a few hours, when Gu Weijing looked better, his temperature dropped a little, he was able to speak actively, and he was interested in chatting with her.

But again and again.

Just when Miss Elena was feeling happy, Gu Weijing would quickly develop a high fever again.

Anna felt that she was behaving like a lousy investment manager who relied on gypsy divination to predict future stock performance.

Gu Weijing is the only stock in her account.

Every time his condition got a little better, she would think that she had done the right thing and made the right judgment based on the reflection in the crystal ball and the remaining tea leaves in the teacup.

And every time.

His body temperature would always hit her head-on in an extremely unpredictable way.

This suddenly made Miss Elena think of Van Gogh.

She remembered Van Gogh's death.

Van Gogh's condition didn't actually seem that bad at the time.

Van Gogh shot himself.

The bullet missed the target, far from hitting the vital point.

Then, after being shot, the painter strolled to a cafe he often went to and met a familiar friend.

Some scholars believe that one of the main reasons for Van Gogh's death was that his family believed in Dr. Gachet.

The doctor who provided treatment to Van Gogh firmly believed in the effectiveness of "homeopathy", which was quite fashionable at the time. He did not provide any professional treatment and did not send him to a regular hospital.

The next few days.

Van Gogh developed a high fever.

For a while, he seemed to be okay and was able to smoke a cigarette with his friends.

But finally.

He was unconscious. He was dead.

On the isolated desert island, Gu Weijing was her Van Gogh and she was Gu Weijing's Dr. Gachet.

Dr. Gatchett is confident.

Miss Elena was desperate and helpless.

So, she suddenly hated Van Gogh, just as a superstitious gambler doesn't like to hear any word related to "losing", and a superstitious stockbroker hates to hear the word "losing money".

Suddenly.

This similarity made Miss Irene, a fan of Van Gogh, hate any imagery related to Van Gogh.

Women are afraid that such words will become a symbol.

There are many calls.

Van Gogh would really come down from the starry sky and let the god of death take him away from his side.

Anna crushed the stars she had drawn on the beach with her bare feet.
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On the fourth night on the island.

Gu Weijing had a convulsion and felt better in the morning. After Anna fed him some water, he fell into a deep sleep again.

"I wish it was sleep."

Miss Elena didn't figure out whether it was sleep or a brief fainting.

She didn't dare call out to him.

If she was sleeping, then waking Gu Weijing up would, apart from giving her some psychological comfort, undoubtedly make her fall into the torment of illness again.

If it was a fainting spell, Anna feared she would collapse.

Miss Elena even began to seriously consider the possibility of towing the life raft on the beach back to the sea.

The islands in the South Seas are connected together.

This island is an uninhabited desert island, but... maybe they are not too far from an inhabited island. If the rescue team can't find them, then... should they consider trying their luck with the ocean currents?

Anna quickly dismissed the idea.

We are very lucky to drift to a deserted island. At least there is fire and land here. As long as we expand the search range, rescue planes may pass by in the sky and will at least fly over to take a look.

Once you leave the island you start drifting.

Given Gu Weijing's current condition, she was not sure if he could survive the turbulence of the sea again.

The so-called "life raft" is just like "quinine", the two are no different, they bring Miss Elena a mirage-like sense of comfort and illusory imagination.

Not the kind where she and Gu Weijing were excitedly building an art exhibition on the beach.

But you think you have three different options: A, B, and C.

Actually.

All you have is helplessness and despair.

……

It was after Gu Weijing had a convulsion that night that Anna began to pray.

prayer.

prayer.

Swearing to the sky, making a wish to the stars, it doesn’t matter what you say, it is probably the last straw in the hands of a helpless person.

There is nothing you can do.

Some only have wishes.

Miss Elena stared at the sea, holding her watch.

She first swore that if a rescue team could appear within two hours, whether it was a cargo ship, a fishing boat or a plane in the sky, she swore that she would give 100 million euros to the first person who saw them. If there was a doctor on the rescue ship at the same time, no matter how crappy he was, she would also give him 100 million euros.

Give it on the spot.

Immediately, right away—the moment she got her checkbook, or was able to transfer the money in any way.

She is willing to pay 100 million euros for a tablet of antibiotic.

If a doctor gave her money, she would give it to the doctor, if a fisherman gave it to her, she would give it to the fisherman. If the sea pushed a bottle ashore with a tablet of cephalosporin inside, she would throw one million euros in cash into the sea.

No one came.

Two hours later.

She began to hope again. If a fishing boat appeared within the next two hours, the prize money would be increased to 300 million.

No one came.

Anna Elena.

This Catholic, who had never been a devout one, knelt on the beach again and began the most devout prayer of his life.

Still no response.

No matter how she wished, to anyone or to anything, there was no response.

The power of nature is so despairing.

Miss Irena's prayers turned into resentment. She denounced the injustice of fate, denounced why they had to go through all this, denounced the sand, denounced the Mermaid tree, and denounced Van Gogh.

She denounced everything going on around them.

Using an angry little whip, he whipped everything around him, whipped the world itself.

The world responded to Miss Elena's anger with contemptuous silence.

All the anger in the world, all the despair in the world, comes from human powerlessness.

In Anna's memory, the scene at that time was like the classic story of "Demon in a Bottle" in "One Thousand and One Nights". The devil in the bottle swore to the sky that if the person could be rescued within 300 years, it would give that person all the treasures in the world. If the person could be rescued within 500 years, it would make that person the most powerful person in the world.

The devil waited for a thousand years before a fisherman opened the bottle.

then.

The resentment that had accumulated for a thousand years burst out, making the devil want to kill the other party.

But all emotions pale in the face of the vast nature.

Miss Elena finally calmed down.

She broke free of her useless rage.

She sat by the life raft, legs curled up, staring blankly at Gu Weijing's face.

What's the point of hysteria? Can hysterical resentment change their future?

In just two or three days, the young man's cheeks became sunken and his face looked pale and haggard.

Again.

Miss Elena thought of the picture that Gu Weijing had drawn on the sand.

The fragility of prosperous and beautiful things is never meant to make people hate the beautiful things themselves or run away from them, but to make people realize their preciousness.

And pray.

It may be that it wants to be called by the gods and Buddhas.

More importantly...it helps people understand who they are and what is most important to them.

then.

Anna walked down from the life raft and slowly went to the place where Gu Weijing was drawing on the sand.

The work on the sand has long been mottled, with only blurred lines remaining.

Miss Irena knelt down before the picture, clasped her hands, bowed her head, and began to pray to someone who would surely answer her.

Not any one god.

She prayed to herself.

She also made a wish to herself.

(End of this chapter)