She Died Three Hundred Times in the Painting

In her senior year of high school, Xu Xi died in a painting. Three hundred times. The first time her head was split open with a saber, she realized that people cannot scream in severe pain. For the three hundredth time, she finally saw the man in the gray coat. He pinned a medal on her collar and said: Then don't forget it. When I opened my eyes again, the spotlights in the museum were still buzzing. The painting remains the same, but the people are gone. In twenty-six minutes, she lived in that hell for more than a hundred days and died three hundred times. Later she discovered that she was not the only one who could enter the painting. Someone died seventy times in "The Martyrdom of St. Valvermi", someone died in the "Mona Lisa" and never came out again. Every time you complete a painting, you bring something out. Every time you die, your memory of reality becomes blurry. There are other paintings. There are other deaths. And that sentence that she still didn't understand - "Have you ever thought about why you?" People die in paintings in order to live in the world.