The Journey of a Pseudo-Art Woman

Chapter 1 The Strange Mural
"Who are you?" A woman in an apricot skirt looked suspiciously at the man in white who suddenly appeared behind her. Although the man was very close to her, she couldn't see his face clearly.

It was Qingqiu at this time, and the man's clothes fluttered slowly in the evening wind, and there seemed to be a trace of sadness on his face.

"Ran'er, you really don't remember anything, do you know...?" The man stopped talking, only sighed softly, and subconsciously stroked the flute hidden in his sleeve with his fingers...

"Ran'er?" Is he calling himself?The woman was a little puzzled, and her eyes were full of defense and fear.

"Forget it, maybe it's better if you don't remember..." The strangeness in her eyes made him frown, and his right hand holding the flute tightened again and again.He didn't say anything, just turned around and left...

The back she was looking at slowly left only a white spot in the twilight, and her mind was in a trance, as if something was turning, and her head hurt uncontrollably.

It seems that something is pulling her nerves, as if it will rush out in the next second...

It hurts, she wanted to yell, but she couldn't make any sound when she opened her mouth...

what……!Ji Xiaomo jumped up from the bed with a loud cry, and looked around. Fortunately, it was still the warm youth hostel where he stayed yesterday.

Damn, it's that dream again, the same woman, but every time it's a different scene, different people, every time he wants to see those people in the dream, but he can't see them clearly, as if there is always a thin layer between them. like fog.

She rubbed her temples, then shook her head, sleepily picked up the mobile phone on the bedside...

Seeing the time displayed on the phone screen, I couldn't help being startled, and patted my head again with emotion, how could I sleep for so long, the alarm clock rang several times without being woken up, I really slept like a pig, agreed Get up early today to go to Mogao Grottoes.

He quickly bounced off the bed, then dressed, brushed his teeth and washed his face, all in one go.

Fortunately, she washes up in a few minutes on weekdays, which is why she always wakes up 10 minutes before class in college and always catches up with the teacher's roll call, hehe.

Here I have to introduce the girl in front of me, Ji Xiaomo.A sophomore student in a college in Xi'an, a girl who likes to commit sophomores and a pseudo-literary young woman...

No, she is a soft girl in front of certain things or people, such as Xu Tongsheng, that warm-hearted boy.

It is now half a month before leaving school. She stubbornly stayed in Xi'an to do a summer job throughout the holiday. In order to earn some money, she went to play around. The first stop was Dunhuang. She loves history, so these ancient cities and historical sites She will never let go...

After packing everything, he put his backpack on his back and closed the door to go out. The weather was fine, with a hint of dust in the sun and no wind, which made people feel very dull.

After buying a bottle of mineral water and some bread and biscuits at the convenience store downstairs, I stuffed them all into my backpack, and took out the map from it.

She got on the bus according to the bus route above, sat in the back row by the window, looked at this strange city by herself, and lazily listened to the song...

Mogao Grottoes is located in Mingsha Mountain in the southeast of Dunhuang, also known as Thousand Buddha Caves. It was built in the pre-Qin period of the Sixteen Kingdoms. It is the largest and richest Buddhist art site in the world...

Looking at the introduction on the map and some painted murals, Ji Xiaomo inadvertently raised the corners of her mouth slightly. Her dream in this life is to visit the famous sites of China, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers...

Before he knew it, the vehicle had arrived at the station, and Ji Xiaomo got out of the vehicle with the flow of people, and walked for a while to the mountain at Donglu.

Looking from a distance, I can only see a seven or eight-story quaint pavilion built on the mountain, each floor is supported by a few red nanmu pillars, and it is more magnificent against the background of the gray mountains...

After Ji Xiaomo paid the entrance fee, she happily walked in. When she reached the first floor, those colorful murals deeply attracted her eyes.

There are not only flying Buddha statues, but also some landscapes, flower and bird patterns, and some painted sculptures of various shapes around them.

Looking around, a painted mural of a lady fell into her eyes. The woman on the mural was holding a scripture scroll in her hand, and her belt was flying. The surrounding scenes were a little mottled due to the age, and she could see a little blurry, but she didn't know why. What happened, made her feel that the woman's eyebrows and eyes were so familiar, even she was a little strange...

Ji Xiaomo stared at the mural in rapt attention, as if searching for something in his mind, suddenly felt some inexplicable throbbing in his heart, even his breathing became a little short!Both feet walked straight in that direction as if being controlled by someone, and the surrounding air seemed to be still...

She was a little dizzy, her vision became more and more blurred, and the name "Ran'er, Ran'er..." appeared in her mind again, as if she saw the vague shadow in the dream again, the man in white clothes, she wanted to see his face clearly, But I can't see it at all...

Everything around her seemed to be distorted, and the feeling of the world spinning made her dizzy and disgusting. In a trance, she seemed to see the woman on the mural suddenly raised her head and smiled at her...

(End of this chapter)