Chapter 588 The fisherman who has been waiting for a long time
Saphire Manor is the ancestral property of the Song family and the place where they made their fortune.
Therefore, Black Gold City still retains this ancient castle that has existed for hundreds of years.
However, in recent years due to wars and wars, the Song family also moved to the New World Machinery City in the western wasteland. The manor changed hands several times and suffered considerable damage. After repairs, some changes were made.
Ji Xun wore a straight white suit and walked slowly into the manor.
The breeze blew against my face, causing slight ripples on the green turf, and birds chirped on the branches.
The layout of the manor is roughly the same as it was a hundred years ago, with tall white walls, fountains and exquisitely built gardens, everything is very familiar.
The difference is that the large Gothic-style spire house in the distance now bears the church logo of the Silver Moon Sect.
This is now a cathedral of the Silver Moon Church. Nuns in black and white robes can be seen coming and going in the manor from time to time, as well as devout believers.
Ji Xun did not take the main road, but walked along the gravel slab towards the back of the manor.
Step by step, everything in my memory is so clear.
Turning around a forest, I saw the small auditorium with the white roof and stained glass in my memory.
But no one took care of it, and it was abandoned.
The glass in the auditorium had been smashed into pieces, and the white paint on the walls was mottled everywhere.
Ji Xun's eyes were slightly blurred as he watched. As he paused, a faint floral fragrance floated in the air.
This season is the flowering period.
At this glance, the walls outside the auditorium were covered with roses of various colors in full bloom.
Among the lush green leaves, rose flowers are in full bloom, with pink, light purple and white intertwined together.
The colorful colors in front of me suddenly became clear.
The breeze blows, and the rose flowers sway gently, light and soft.
Exactly the same scene as I remembered.
As Ji Xun watched, the images reflected in his eyes overlapped with the traces in his memory.
The corner of his mouth suddenly raised a curve, and he murmured to himself: "It's been a long time since I've been back"
After stopping like this for a long time, Ji Xun seemed to remember something, took out the black and white photo, held it in front of his eyes, and gestured at its position.
After a while, the picture in the photo overlapped with the small auditorium in the background.
In an instant, it was as if the wonderful time from a hundred years ago appeared before my eyes.
In the photo, the corners of the young man's mouth are slightly raised, and he is very heroic;
And the girl in the floral skirt is holding the girl in the skirt, with a happy and bright smile on her pretty face facing the camera.
Youth is the most beautiful age.
The roses were blooming, and their most beautiful smiles were captured in this photo.
Ji Xun had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with melancholy, and he said to himself: "Miss Yu, I'm back."
I am still the same as before.
But that girl is no longer there.
Looking at the two bright smiling faces in the photo, what Song Yu said instantly came to Ji Xun's mind.
Death is not the loss of life, she is just frozen in time.
At this moment, it seemed that there was something in my heart.
Unconsciously, there were slight ripples in time and space.
The small auditorium is dilapidated. The lush roses on the white walls bloom season after season, but they can no longer be seen a hundred years ago.
Ji Xun walked around under the roses without stopping, and walked all the way to the forest area behind the manor, where there was a black cedar forest that was 100 meters high.
A hundred years have passed, and the fir trees here are much thicker than in memory. There are rotten and dead old stumps, and there are also some newly grown small trees.
No one is taking care of it, and the place is quieter than it was a hundred years ago.
Ji Xun walked in and soon found the huge black fir in the depths of the forest, which was a whole circle thicker than he remembered.
Looking up, there is a treehouse like a bird's nest in the canopy of the fir tree.
Song Yu lived in this tree house in the last few years before his death, and its appearance remained the same as in his memory.
Ji Xun jumped up and easily landed on the treehouse platform dozens of meters high.
Probably no one had cleaned it for a long time, the templates were wet, and moss had spread on the tree trunks.
When Ji Xun saw the door in front of him, he remembered the scene when he came to the tree house for the first time. In a daze, he heard a warm voice next to his ear saying, "Welcome, Mr. Ji Xun. Please come in~"
It seemed as if the girl had been waiting for him in this tree house.
I know that one day, he will come back.
For some reason, Ji Xun's eyebrows stretched inexplicably, and he responded to the empty cabin: "Well, I'm back."
When he opened the door, a rotten smell hit his face.
When I came in just now, I found that the window glass was broken and the place had been ransacked by thieves.
When I entered the house, I saw that it was indeed the case.
In the dim light, the tree house that could be seen was dilapidated and messy.
Everything of value that could be seen had been removed, and even the pipes on the walls had been dismantled and messy.
Empty.
Fortunately, it is still the same room in memory.
Like a tombstone of time, only a thought remains in the end.
Ji Xun already felt very contented.
He walked into the room and gently touched the wall with his hand, feeling a familiar feeling in his heart.
In my memory, there should have been a beautiful crystal chandelier hanging in the center of the tree house, several exquisite oil paintings on the wall, a black grand piano in the corner, and a small fireplace
Now the thing is gone.
The memory is still there.
There are so many wonderful memories left here.
The room was not big, but Ji Xun looked at it for a long time, caressing everything in the room inch by inch.
I don’t know how long it took.
He then went up the stairs to the attic on the second floor.
This was once the highest point in the woods, with a wide view. Standing by the window, you could overlook the entire manor.
But now the trees have grown much taller again, and the view is obscured by the dense canopy.
Without people, the terrace became Skylark’s home.
The arrival of a human does not alarm the lark in the nest.
Ji Xun looked inexplicably familiar, and he didn't know if he was the descendant of the skylark he had seen a hundred years ago.
Thinking of something, he dug out a pile of letters and pulled out one of them.
It read: "Some interesting things happened today. Do you remember the bird's nest outside the window sill of the tree house? Haha, today I found that the skylark I fed last year came back and brought its mate."
Ji Xun looked at it, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
He sat on the floor and took out the letters and read them again.
"Mr. Chaoyang, I know clearly that we may not see each other again for a long, long time. But I am still afraid that you will suddenly come back one day, and I will not be there, missing you. So I have been in the tree house these days. In case I open the door and see you You will be very surprised"
Song Yu spent a long one hundred years in this bookstore.
Year after year of waiting, letter after letter written.
Not waiting for a reply, the girl was still waiting stupidly.
"Chaoyang, do you know that every year when the roses are in full bloom, I will go back to the manor and stand under the flower wall of the small auditorium, thinking that we have taken pictures here."
"It's been ten years, Chaoyang, where are you?"
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"This year is our fifteenth year together. Oh, I don't want to tell you, but I recently got seriously ill. It's very bad. I'm afraid I won't be able to see you."
"Chaoyang, time flies so fast. I have been waiting for fifty years and still haven't heard from you. The passage of time has made me forget too many things. I am afraid that one day I will forget you too, but I I can’t bear to leave you. Even if I forget everything, I still don’t want to forget you”
"Obviously I thought we were separated not long ago, but before I knew it, it had been sixty years. The second half of my life is like a reflection of time. It often reminds me of my youth. Even though the years have changed, I still feel that it was The happiest days of my life."
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As he looked at it, Ji Xun's eyes were slightly moist, and his handwriting was blurred unconsciously.
It seemed as if I saw a girl leaning on the table, holding a pen, writing down every bit of her life over the years, hoping to send it to the "Mr. Chaoyang" who didn't know if he would receive the letter.
I have obviously read the letter many times,
But Ji Xun still read word by word with great anticipation.
As I read, I muttered "silly girl" from time to time.
The grievances, sadness, longing and passionate love in the words have turned into real pictures in Ji Xun's eyes now.
Time has not caused those beautiful pictures to be lost in memory, but has become more and more mellow.
After reading a letter, it felt like I had spent a hundred years with the foolishly waiting Miss Yu.
Ji Xun's soft eyes were as warm as the spring breeze and shone with deep lovesickness.
As I looked at it, I saw a thick stack of letters piled up in my hand.
He didn't realize it himself, but the law of time in the room was as thick as water waves.
Ji Xun opened the last letter and read Song Yu's last farewell letter to himself at the end of his life.
"I don't leave these letters to make you sad. But I want to know that because of your appearance in my life, I have been very happy and have no regrets. What's more, I want to tell you that when I write letters, I often feel You are by my side. And when you read these letters, do you also feel that I am by your side? Hahaha, then we will be with each other for a lifetime? But from now on, it will be just you. 》
Ji Xun looked at Xiujuan's handwriting on the letter, his eyes always filled with tenderness, which turned into a meaningful smile.
It was as if he was looking at the girl smiling brightly at him.
Time is really magical. Even if it is a hundred years apart, reading these letters seems to have really spent a long and short life with her.
Life is long, and a hundred years of lovesickness have been waiting year after year;
Life is short, and it seems that I can finish writing it all with this stack of letters.
Unknowingly, Ji Xun had gone from being a small third-level card master to reaching the ninth level, the pinnacle of human transcendence, in the blink of an eye.
Looking back again, countless scenes in my memory flashed by as fast as a thought.
Ji Xun came into contact with the ultimate secret of the extraordinary. At this moment, the laws of the universe were extremely clear in his eyes, "Is this the secret of time? It's really amazing."
This moment is reflected in a letter.
Letters are the carrier of time and the evidence of their existence.
He was in an indescribable mood.
Memories flowed out like a tide, and those pictures gradually changed from illusion to a scene that seemed like a dream, where reality and fantasy could not be distinguished.
Unconsciously, enlightenment flashed frequently: "You have touched the mystery of the law of time in your epiphany, and your proficiency is +"
"Is time relative?"
Immersed in the state of wandering in the long river of time, Ji Xun instinctively recalled the words of the witch Lanlingst in his mind.
I couldn't understand it accurately before, but now it's like a needle piercing the shackles of a balloon, giving my thoughts a burst of enlightenment.
At this moment, he seemed to be in a state where there was no flow of time.
He was sitting on the floor, and his sitting figure was like the handwriting engraved on the letter paper, as if he had just written it yesterday, and as if a hundred years had passed.
It was as if his memory had turned into a book, and for the first time, he read the book as an "observer".
The mystery of time was revealed before him.
Ji Xun also didn't notice that the [Time and Space Stamp] affixed to the envelope was shining brightly.
As I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard the sound of a train whistle outside the cabin window.
Only then did Ji Xun wake up.
Turning his head to look, he saw that the [Bazquez's Nether Train] that he had ridden in the ruins of Xia Mu City was coming from the void and parked next to the cabin, as if waiting for passengers to get on the train.
Ji Xun understood something for a moment.
He put away the letter, got up and walked over.
He understood that stamps are also train tickets.
The conductor was waiting beside the car.
Ji Xun walked over, took out the stamps, and boarded the bus smoothly.
The car door closed, the horn sounded, and it started driving slowly again.
The lights in the carriage are orange, giving people a warm and warm feeling.
The scene is as familiar as ever.
Except for Ji Xun, there were no other passengers in the carriage.
And as the Netherworld Train traveled faster and faster, the scenery outside the window also flashed rapidly, and finally turned into a blur of distorted time and space.
Not long after, the conductor walked into the carriage.
The conductor whose appearance had been unclear until now finally became clear at this moment, turning into a postman wearing a green big-brimmed hat.
Just like the Xia Mucheng ride, the conductor took out a huge enamel teapot, then took out a cup and poured a cup of fragrant light yellow tea.
Ji Xun looked at the ordinary face of the bearded middle-aged man and nodded, "Thank you."
The conductor nodded in response and asked: "Sir, where are you going?"
Where to go?
Ji Xun really didn't think about it, he got in the car as soon as he thought about it.
After pondering for a moment, he responded: "I'm going to the place in this photo."
He wanted to go back in time and see that girl.
The conductor glanced at him and said, "Yeah. I'll call you when we get to the station."
The last time he took this [Bazquez's Nether Train], Ji Xun was still in the second level.
At that time, everything he looked at on the train was full of mystery. But now, Ji Xun looked at the train again and understood that this was the manifestation of the law of time.
At this time, he also understood more deeply that some things can only be understood after reaching a certain level.
The scenery outside the window has been completely blurred, it is the shape of time distortion.
It felt like the pages of a book were turning so fast that there were overlapping phantoms in my eyes.
At that time, time reached a certain level, seemed to slow down again, and then began to flow backwards strangely.
Ji Xun was still looking at the book of time from the perspective of an "observer" and was turned back in time.
This is a train that I don’t know how long it will take.
Ji Xun didn't know how long he had been in the car.
It seems like the concept of time has been lost here.
Even in Ji Xun's current state, he still feels like he is getting lost in time.
He knew that this state of uncontrolled thoughts was a sign of distortion.
He didn't continue to peek out the window at the scene that he still couldn't see clearly in his current state.
Standing up, Ji Xun walked a few steps in the carriage, carefully observing every corner of the carriage.
I saw it right when I got on the bus just now, this is carriage No. 002.
Ji Xun walked toward the front of the car and came to the partitioned compartment door.
Through the glass, he saw a dark coffin in Car No. 001.
"As expected"
Ji Xun was not surprised.
He had seen such a coffin on the [Neon] train before.
This is the fourth coffin about the mystery of time.
What Emperor Lanlingster carved on the stone tablet is said to be the key to promotion to the [JOKER] sequence.
Flesh, soul, time, space. The four coffins have four functions respectively.
Ji Xun didn't know how to use these four coffins, so he was distracted for a while while looking at them.
And he had a very uncanny feeling that his realm was far from being able to comprehend the secrets of the law of time.
However, the mysterious method of "my heart is the universe" seems to be able to accommodate everything, and thoughts seem to be faster and boundless than time.
unconsciously.
The ghost train slowed to a crawl, then stopped.
The conductor reminded: "Sir, we've arrived."
Ji Xun picked up the hat on the table and said, "Thank you."
With that said, he got out of the car.
"Still in the manor?"
Ji Xun also felt it was amazing.
The place where I got off the bus was still the tree house where I got on.
However, the bookstore is no longer the dilapidated scene it once was.
But the warm and romantic girl's boudoir in my memory.
Everything in the house is exactly as in memory, the piano, the murals, the crystal lamps, and the plain white bed
Looking down from the attic, you can see the brightly lit Saphire Manor and most of the Black Gold City.
"Have I traveled back a hundred years again?"
Ji Xun was a little unsure of his current state.
It seemed different from last time. He didn't feel the feeling of being excluded from time and space.
But looking at the decorations in the tree house, this is the scene a hundred years ago.
The height of the black fir trees is also what it was a hundred years ago.
"Which year is it? Has 'I' arrived at that time? Will I meet another 'I'?"
Countless thoughts flashed through Ji Xun's mind. The law of time was so complicated at this moment that it made people's thoughts feel like a mess.
He didn't think much, and after wandering around the tree house, he jumped off the black cedar.
Walking along the gravel path, you came to the small auditorium with stained glass.
It was exactly as I remembered, with roses vying for beauty on the white walls.
Just as I was thinking about it, there was a "click" and the white light of magnesium flashed.
A group of newlyweds in formal attire walked out of the auditorium, and the cameraman behind them was taking pictures with a camera.
When Ji Xun saw the newlyweds who had appeared in his memory, he suddenly knew when the timeline was, and his eyes became inexplicably expectant.
Sure enough.
Not long after, they saw a young man in a white suit and a cheerful girl in a floral skirt walking towards the auditorium arm in arm.
"When I was a child, I thought the haystacks in this garden were too high, like a maze. If you walked in, you would get lost."
"Isn't this swan fountain ugly? Hahaha, it looks fat and stupid."
"Let's go to the chapel. That's the most beautiful place in the manor in my opinion."
"This manor was once the residence of a Duke of the Oran Dynasty. It turned out to have a nice name, "Saphire Manor". Saphire means rose flower."
"There used to be a lot of roses in the manor, but the adults said the roses were not valuable enough, so many of them have been eradicated over the years and some other valuable varieties have been planted."
The girl seemed to be very talkative, chatting happily as she walked.
Suddenly, the girl in the floral skirt exclaimed: "Wow~ someone is taking pictures~"
As she said that, she looked at the man beside her expectantly and asked, "Ji Xun, do we want to take a photo together?"
The young man in a suit readily agreed: "Okay."
With that said, the two walked to the front of the small auditorium and looked at the camera.
The girl held the young man's hand and smiled, showing two rows of neat white teeth.
"Click!"
The shutter was pressed and the picture was frozen there.
Ji Xun looked at the scene in front of him, and saw the silly girl in his memory appearing in front of him again. Unconsciously, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist, and he murmured to himself: "I'm here to see you, Miss Yu"
The last time, he traveled through time with the help of stamps, as if someone had scrawled in a book and modified the original content.
But this time, Ji Xun looked at the book called Time from the perspective of an observer.
He saw that girl in time, and he also saw himself back then.
Two "selves" exist at the same time, and something seems to be contradictory.
At this moment, Ji Xun deeply understood the words of the Witch Griffith: Time is relative.
The few people in front of the auditorium didn't notice that there was another person here, and Ji Xun didn't want to break the beauty.
Ji Xunxun had thought countless times about what he would do if he saw Miss Yu in time.
But now that it’s really here, I hesitate.
He wanted to give Miss Yu a little surprise and tell her that he was here.
But I don’t know why, it seems like facing this beautiful story, changing even one word will destroy the original beauty.
Doing nothing is the most perfect attitude toward that wonderful time.
Ji Xun stopped in front of the auditorium for a long time.
He didn't make any move until the person in front of him had left.
It seemed that just looking at the beauty and happiness on Song Yu's face at this moment was enough to satisfy him.
Song Yu's beautiful wish before his death seemed to reach his ears: One day in the future, will you be able to go back in time and see me? Not me now, but me when I was eighteen.
Ji Xun came as promised.
In time, I saw her most beautiful.
Before you know it, the flowers and trees around you seem to be passing by as time flies and the grass grows and the flowers fall.
Ji Xun found that he had reached the black fir forest and looked up to see the hut.
He heard sad sobs.
Ji Xun felt sour in his heart and jumped up.
Only then did he see the girl with red eyes crying by the window, leaning over the table and writing a letter with a pen.
She tried her best to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes and prevent them from getting wet on the letter paper, but the glistening in her eyes still flowed down her beautiful face.
Ji Xun saw what Song Yuzheng wrote on the letter: "June 11th, today is the third day since you left, Mr. Chaoyang. I'm sorry, I cried unsatisfactorily for a long time. Don't laugh." Me. Then, I remembered that I still have a magical [stamp]~ I’m looking forward to seeing you receive the letter”
While writing, I burst into tears.
Ji Xun looked at Miss Yu who was sad because of longing for her, and couldn't help but want to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Stretching out his hand, he was completely unaware of the rapid changes in the surrounding environment. Spring passed and autumn came, and the field of vision withered and grew.
Time has passed quickly.
Ji Xun suddenly realized what this feeling was.
He changes history, and the power of time is strongly rejecting this behavior.
Song Yu in front of him also matured visibly with his actions. From an eighteen-year-old girl, she has turned into a mature woman who is somewhat capable and calm between her eyebrows.
She is now the head of the Song family.
And the content on the letter paper has also changed: "It's been ten years, Chaoyang, where are you? I'm very sad today. When I looked in the mirror, I found a wrinkle at the corner of my eye. If you don't come to see me, I'm afraid you will You don’t recognize me anymore. Even if you do, you’re still an old girl (*￣︿￣)”
The girl in front of me has been able to finish writing these contents calmly and calmly.
The words are still full of longing.
After Song Yu finished writing, he affixed the stamp with love and murmured to himself: "I don't know whether you received my letter or not, Mr. Chaoyang, I miss you so much"
This soliloquy finally moved Ji Xun's face as he looked out the window.
He wanted to reach out and hug the young lady who had been waiting for him for ten years.
However, he stopped again, fearing that his time would pass and he would never see the silly girl in front of him again.
Ji Xun just looked at it.
Song Yu, who was looking at the window, looked at the letter in a daze, sometimes smiling softly, sometimes mumbling to himself stupidly. At this moment, the loving expectation and longing appeared on that already slightly familiar face.
It was this scene that brought the deep emotions written on the letters in Ji Xun's mind to his eyes.
He felt the grievance and longing that he had been waiting for.
Seeing Song Yu's expression immersed in beautiful expectations, Ji Xun had a surging thought in his heart. He thought about telling Song Yu that he was here.
But he couldn't speak.
The words seemed to be blocked in his throat by an indescribable force.
The law of time is like the bright moon in the water. When you catch it, it will slip away.
The two of them were separated by a glass, and Ji Xun looked at her with admiration in his eyes, and all his thoughts finally turned into a murmur: "Miss Yu, I'm here to see you"
However, as soon as he said these words, he seemed to be aware of it.
Song Yu was suddenly startled, looked up at the window, and said in surprise: "Chaoyang."
But in the blink of an eye, looking out the empty window, the excitement that just appeared on his face dissipated in an instant.
Her face had aged a lot again, and silver frost had appeared on her temples.
The content on the letter paper changed again. Song Yu had already written countless letters without waiting for a reply: "Time flies faster and faster. Although I don't want to admit it, the fact is that aging has left its mark on my face. I’ve left traces that can’t be erased. I always feel weak after traveling far away. If you see this, remember to come see me as soon as possible. I’m afraid I won’t be able to wait for you.”
Ji Xun knew that she really heard it just now!
He once read in a certain book, which was a warning left by someone who understood the law of time: the auditory hallucinations you feel many times in life are actually your future self and your lover looking back at you.
It turns out to be true!
At this moment, Ji Xun looked at Song Yu in front of him and wanted to express all his thoughts.
But he was afraid that he would lose even these few beautiful things from his fingers.
Ji Xun just watched silently, looking at Song Yu in front of the window, feeling a complex emotion that he had never felt before in his heart.
However, that thought was so strong that Miss Yu in front of her seemed to have noticed something.
She does it again.
I raised my head and looked out the window in surprise as I had done countless times in the past few decades.
Then, looking at the empty windows, I became disappointed again.
Just looking at this lonely expression, Ji Xun's heart felt stronger than ever before and he wanted to respond to her.
A magical scene happened.
Song Yu seemed to feel something and looked up at the window again. She had no sudden expectations, only the indifference that time had given her. The expression on the still beautiful face gradually changed from disappointment to a smile. She said to herself: "I know you have been here. You promised me that you would come to see me, and you will definitely come."
Ji Xun's eyes trembled when he heard this!
Before he could express anything, Song Yu continued: "I want to tell you, thank you for coming to see me in Time. You should have seen that I am already very happy now. Meeting you is the happiest moment in my life." "Things"
She talked about her happiness as if to comfort herself.
It is also like comforting the "unknown audience" outside the glass window.
Ji Xun listened silently.
Song Yu said a lot, many of which cannot be written on paper. She said she was very happy, but there was only longing between the lines.
Finally, she seemed to be tired and stopped.
She sealed the letter in the envelope, sealed it with a kiss, and said in the same tone as she had when she was a girl: "Looking forward to receiving a reply~"
At this moment, Ji Xun was speechless, "Miss Yu"
Song Yu looked at the window in front of him tenderly. At this moment, it was as if the two of them were looking at each other across time and space, and they really saw each other: "Well, if I mean if you come to see me and I don't see you, it must be like You can't say that like last time, right? I won't mind. I'm very happy that you're here, but if you really hear it, then please let us meet again."
At the end, the girl who had been waiting so hard for so many years said softly and silently: "I miss you."
(End of chapter)