"In the center of the maze, I met another myself"
"That's not an encounter, it's a reunion."
Xu Huiyu got lost at the corner of the secret room of "Mystery Domain". When I pushed open the door that shouldn't exist, the sunlight filtered through the stained glass, casting mottled light and shadow on the painted back. The cobalt blue and ocher on the palette are dancing at his fingertips, and on the canvas on the wall, the deep sea and the starry sky are completing a fateful blend.
"You're on the wrong track." He turned around, the pencil still tucked behind his ear, and his sleeves stained with wet paint. The sound was like a brush soaked in turpentine, with a rough gentleness.
Zhou You remembers that summer twelve years ago, the girl standing on tiptoe in front of the glass of the art exhibition, her fingertips pointed on "Migration", and she said she saw a luminous fish. And now, she stood in front of him and revealed in one word the set of numbers that had been dusted by time - 0723, the date that even the paint could remember.
When Xu Huiyu opened the sketchbook, the small silver fish in the corner of each page were telling the same secret: all seemingly accidental encounters in this world are souls completing a destined migration.
"Do you believe in coincidences?"
"Before I met you, all I had on my palette was gray."
Some doors are gaps intentionally left by time;
Some paintings are imprints copied by heartbeats;
And some people travel through twelve summers,
I will also swim back to you,
That glowing fish.
Archived on 2025.5.13
Concept: The paint will dry and the memory will fade, but that little silver fish that has swam through twelve rainy seasons will eventually return to the whirlpool of the first encounter with all the unfinished blue. We call it destiny.