As he said the words, he suddenly felt a hint of regret. This young man couldn't see, so of course he had never seen fireworks.
"Fireworks?" he murmured, a little eagerly, "What are they?"
"Come here, I'll show you." Huang Beiyue called him into the pavilion, "Close your eyes."
"If you close your eyes, you won't be able to see anymore." The young man said in a panic.
"Listen to me, close up." Huang Beiyue's voice softened slightly, coaxing him like a child.
The resistance in the young man's heart gradually disappeared. He listened to her words and closed his eyes.
At this time, another sound of fireworks exploded, echoing in the sky for a long time. The brilliant colors of the fireworks made the sky become extremely bright, and the stars in the sky lost their luster.
People in the distance cheered and screamed.
Huang Beiyue said softly: "Fireworks have many colors. When they bloom in the sky, all the colors bloom together. At that moment, it is like all the beautiful things you can imagine come together."
"Color, I can't see it." He shook his head slightly, and there was darkness in front of him.
"Yes, take your time and take a look." Huang Beiyue gently covered his eyes with both hands, "The colors that only you can see are beautiful, aren't they?"
boom--
There was another sound of fireworks exploding in the sky, and the bright colors reflected on the boy's pale face.
He gently raised his hand and murmured: "Many colors..."
Some colors can only be seen in the heart.
As the fireworks flashed across the sky, a snowflake slowly fell from the sky, and it happened to fall on the boy's raised hand. He was startled and asked: "What is it?"
Huang Beiyue took a look and said with a smile: "It's snowing."
"What color is the snow...?"
"White."
"Why no color?"
Huang Beiyue looked at the sky. It was dark and high, with a few snowflakes floating down from above. It was easy to forget in the sky full of fireworks.
"Because the process of falling from the sky is too long, so long that even it doesn't know what color it is, just like you."
The young man silently held the colorless snowflake, and the warmth in his palm slowly melted the snowflake. He said with some desolation: "It disappeared."
"Yes, the fireworks have also disappeared. Beautiful things are often very short-lived. When the fireworks bloom or the snowflakes fall on the earth, they all know in their hearts that this life is about to end."
After Huang Beiyue finished speaking, she slowly removed her hands from his eyes and looked at him with a smile: "You haven't told me yet, what's your name?"
"Mo..." He uttered one word softly, "You?"
He spoke very simply. Huang Beiyue said, "You can call me Yue."
After saying that, Dong Ling came over with the things she bought and shouted from a distance: "Miss, is it time to go back?"
Mo Lian grabbed her hand and asked anxiously: "Where are you going?"
"I want to go home." Huang Beiyue patted his shoulder, "Mo, this world is much more complicated than you think, and it's not suitable for you. Where did you come from? You'd better go back."
She vaguely knew that this young man was not simple, had little experience in the world, and was extremely powerful. This kind of person probably came from a huge force that they could not imagine.
Mo Lian stared at her with dull eyes, "I want to see you again."
