The colorful doors are sprinkled with blue phosphor in the twinkling ghost flowers, and they look like entrances to nighttime fashion parties.

When the door opened, the trunk of the tree was like a catwalk, the ghost flowers on both sides shone brightly, full of artistic romance, and at the end of the catwalk was a beautiful, clean dining table with equally fine silver cutlery, as if all this was prepared for me.

I became the only guest in this palace, in this city of fine arts.

Under the white tablecloth is a small round table, on the round table is a thin vase, in the vase is a ghost flower, a faint blue light spread over the white tablecloth, dyeing the white tablecloth with almost transparent blue light.

Beautiful music sounded in the quiet hall, and from the depths of darkness, a silvery robot with a chef's hat on his head drove up, which was very funny.

He bowed to me before me, and when he got up, he suddenly raised his hand and a plate of cake appeared in his hand.

I laughed: "Is this magic?" ”

He put the cake in front of me, opened it with his right hand, and a knife and fork appeared, and with his left hand, a red wine glass appeared, as if by magic.

But if you look closely, his body is very large, like a refrigerator.

He turned around and brought me another steak, which was full of aroma.

He brought the steak in front of me and extended his right hand again, this time to pour black pepper juice over my steak

"Thank you." I looked around and said, got up and bowed around, then sat down again and started eating, the steak tasted good, whether it was sixty years ago or not.

The robot began to raise its hand again, and this time, it conjured a transparent bottle of wine, and when it opened the cap, bubbles like champagne appeared, but the moment the liquid touched the air, it turned pink again, which was very magical.

I took the wine glass and smelled it, it was the taste of peaches, and when I tasted it again, it was as sweet as peach juice.

I was alone in this quiet palace eating and drinking, my hands slowly stopped, but my heart became lost and heavy. They entertained me, they welcomed me romanticly, but none of them could have dinner with me......

One ghost after another emerged from all around at this moment, and they watched me silently, a blue figure slowly falling from the sky across the table, his tentacles of hair flying in the air.

He landed in front of me and looked at me with a crooked face.

"What's wrong with you?" The robot asked softly.

I raised a faint smile and looked up at the Ghost Prince, "Thank you, you're so nice. ”

The Ghost Prince looked at me and opened his mouth as if he wanted to speak, his expression very similar to that on the face of the Ghost Queen when she asked me to free them.

I wanted to ask if I wanted to help them out, but I couldn't say anything because of the good meal.

They invited me to eat, invited me to drink, played me beautiful music, and made the surroundings romantic and beautiful, but I asked them if they wanted to die.

I can't bear to spoil the beauty of the present.

The Ghost Prince looked at the robot, the robot stretched out his left hand, and there was already an empty wine glass in his hand, and the robot poured wine into the empty wine glass and put it in front of me, looking at me with the Ghost Prince.

I smiled faintly and picked up my glass and collided with him, I drank it, and the robot poured it on the head of the Ghost Prince, and the wine passed through his body, and the pink wine dyed him a pinkish-purple color.

I laughed all at once: "Hahaha, you turned purple." ”

The ghost prince also looked at him and laughed, and the ghosts around him seemed to have noticed something funny, and suddenly the entire hall began to spill yellow liquid, and everyone was dyed green in an instant.

The music suddenly became dynamic, and they bounced around in the yellow liquid, passing through each other as if dancing.

They are so happy, they have a completely different mentality from the people of the ruins of Chloe in the face of the apocalypse, and someone has helped them find happiness in despair!

I looked at the Ghost Prince in front of me, who was also swaying happily in the yellow liquid, laughing happily.

My skin also began to stain yellow, and the yellow liquid sparkled on my skin with a floral fragrance.

My head was sinking as the delicious peach wine grew, and I felt a pleasant mood that I had never felt before, and the wine made me feel happy, excited, and drowsy.

I lay on the table in the middle of the music, only their swaying figures in my blurred vision, it seems that I can't drink anything from others in the future, of course, it's a joke, I believe in these ghosts, I believe in them more than I believe in people outside......

"Wake up ......"

"Wake up......" The beautiful boy's voice sounded in my ears, and I slowly opened my eyes, and there was bright daylight in front of me, and a ...... Bright smile.

My vision gradually cleared, and he slowly stepped back and looked at me with a clear smile: "So you are a girl." ”

I saw him clearly, with fair skin, the appearance of a delicate and innocent boy in the East, soft lines, slightly shy eyes, clear smile and his own artistic temperament.

His hair was braided into bunches and braids with colored headbands, and I reached out and picked up a bunch of braids that hung down from his chest: "So that's it......" It turns out that his tentacle-like hair is because of his hairstyle.

He laughed, "Isn't my ghost more scary?" He said with a joke, his face still smiling with a clear and clean smile when he spoke about the ghost's state.

His cleanliness and purity are as clean as clear sunlight and transparent water, and people can't bear to blaspheme half of it.

I looked at him sadly, what made him so optimistic.

He immediately frowned, worried: "What's wrong with you?" Don't be sad, don't be sad, people always have to die, and we are still alive, my art will continue to continue, art is our life, so, we need your help! He grabbed my hands and looked at me urgently.

His body is a very artistic and casual color colorful woven short cloth shirt, the big round neck makes one of his shoulders slightly exposed, the short hem as long as he lifts his hand to reveal his navel, loose and fluttering, gorgeous but not showy.

He moved out of the way in front of me, and I immediately saw a crowd of people standing behind him, like the ruins of Chloe, old men, children, men and women, all dressed in various colors, but one thing was common, they were dressed very casually.

Some are rigorous, some are haphazard, some are regular, and some are tattered.

Just by standing there, they saw the various styles of art among the human race.

Ancient, modern, postmodern, metallic, abstract, all sorts of art styles.