The Polarization of Three Beams of Light

Yang Yigai was used to staying in his own world.

Until two beams of light shone in from different directions.

One was golden, so bright it dazzled. She said she wanted to be the leading lady in this great coming-of-age drama, then barged into his canvas without asking.

The other was crimson, cool and restrained. She stood on the boundary between discipline and order, yet he caught her at her most undignified.

He thought he was only painting them.

But when he came to his senses, another color had appeared on the canvas, one that belonged to neither of them.

That color was him.