Chapter 258 The fragrance of the renewed soul died, and I left
"Miss Yu, I'm here to see you."
Ji Xun had never felt that a word had made him so heavy.
The old man lying on the chair by the window also trembled slightly.
The room was silent for a moment.
She then responded: "Mr. Ji Xun."
The name seemed a bit unfamiliar,
but as soon as she spoke it, the feeling was the same as before.
Suddenly, Ji Xun seemed to see the silly girl who greeted him with a smile a hundred years ago, sitting in front of the window, waiting for him.
Countless thoughts were swirling around him. He didn’t know what to say, so he said, “Miss Yu, long time no see.”
The old man's tone was too calm and he said softly: "Well, it's been a long, long time."
She has been waiting for this meeting for a hundred years.
Hearing the words "Long time no see", Ji Xun's eyes turned red without realizing it.
He walked over.
These few short steps seem to span time and space, and they go extremely long.
The old man on the chair waited quietly.
These few breaths of time are neither long nor short.
Not long in her long life.
But not short either.
It seems to be the epitome of what she has missed her whole life.
As if she had returned to the anxiety she felt as a young girl, she couldn't help but ask one more question: "Would you be disappointed if you saw the former 'Miss Fisherman' turn into a gray-haired old woman?"
Ji Xun didn’t answer, nor did he stop.
Feeling the weak "Qi", at this moment he felt like his heart was in angina while breathing, and he just murmured: "Silly girl, why have you waited for me for so many years."
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As the old man listened, a gentle smile appeared on his old face.
This "silly girl" made her feel as if her entire life of waiting was no longer painful.
She smiled in relief: "Because...you are Mr. Ji Xun."
She is still her.
And that person is still the Mr. Ji Xun in his memory.
The moment she heard the familiar voice in her memory, she also remembered herself as the years passed.
The incense burner in the corner of the room was sending out curls of smoke.
A refreshing aroma fills your nose.
Ji Xun walked gently to the window and saw the old man in a blue dress lying on the chair.
The silver hair is pulled up high, dignified and elegant.
She just sat there quietly, as if time had not failed, she was already beautiful.
The old man also listened to the footsteps behind him, and his eyes became more and more gentle, with a touch of expectation.
Ji Xun walked to the chair and turned around for a moment, suddenly realizing that two different time and spaces overlapped.
Eye contact.
At first glance, he saw those familiar eyes.
There is a touch of freshness and elegance between the eyebrows, and the clear eyes are shining with stars.
Just like the familiar appearance in my memory.
The old man looked at him, his eyes trembled, and then he smiled with relief.
The wait is over, and the wish is fulfilled.
There will be no regrets in this life.
In this moment of trance, Ji Xun seemed to see the bright and cheerful girl in his memory.
He unconsciously murmured: "Miss Yu, my name is Ji Xun. Nice to meet you."
The old man also said those words happily: "Mr. Ji Xun, my name is Song Yu. I'm very happy to meet you." I know you.”
It’s like the two had a tacit understanding a hundred years ago.
She has a head full of blue hair that has turned white, but she is still meticulously combed; her face bears the traces of time, but she is still graceful and elegant; her eyes are clear, but they have a little more wisdom accumulated over the years.
This girl who has been elegant all her life, looking at her sweetheart who has been thinking about her all her life, seems to be looking at her youthful self from afar.
She had been preparing for this meeting for many years.
Song Yu, who was walking at the end of his life, looked at the face in front of him that was exactly the same as in the photo. Even though he had long looked down on everything, he still couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and sighed slightly: "You are still the same as before. It’s a pity that I am old.”
There seems to be too much to say in my heart.
But after sighing, she only said one sentence: "The most romantic thing in my life is that I met you at the most beautiful age. But the most regrettable thing is that I met you at the most beautiful age. It would have been better if it had been a hundred years later."
Hearing this, Ji Xun felt an inexplicable sadness lingering in his heart, "Miss Yu, why are you so stupid?"< br>
Looking at Ji Xun's red eyes, Song Yu couldn't help but comforted: "Ji Xun, don't be so sad. In fact, when you really get to the end of your life, you will understand a lot of things."
It seems like saying these words It took too much of her anger.
After a moment of relief, she then added: "Since I met you that year, I have known that death is not the loss of life, but being frozen in time."
At this moment, Ji Xun felt the suffocation in his heart that had nowhere to vent, so much so that his breathing was stagnant.
This tone seems familiar.
It was like she comforted herself when they parted a hundred years ago.
That kind girl, she was already feeling very uncomfortable, but she wanted to comfort others.
Ji Xun has never felt the pain more clearly than now.
That is an emotion more painful than death.
He clearly felt that something very, very important in his life was about to pass away.
It's like a ball of quicksand that you hold, the harder you try, the harder it becomes to hold.
How similar is this scene to that of the past?
They both want to go to a "far place" that the other party cannot reach.
Cannot be saved.
Now that I am like this, that silly girl who is as pure as a white rose must have been so helpless back then.
Song Yu looked at him, feeling all the emotions he was suffering at the moment, and his eyes were shining brightly, and comforted him again: "We meet again, don't we? Fate has already favored us."
Her face The smile that hung on his face never dissipated, and he said: "I am really happy. You can come and see me off at the end of my life."
Ji Xun felt more and more uncomfortable as he listened, and said with difficulty: "Yu Miss, you have had a hard time these years."
Song Yu did not shy away from this topic, thinking about it: "Well, it was a little bit before. Later, I figured it out."
Recalling those countless days and nights, I really felt so sad at that time.
But it was precisely because of those thoughts that she shielded her from wind and rain and survived countless difficult days.
Looking back now, it is still a profound life experience.
Everything in life is regrettable, but everything is worth it.
It was like a flashback, and the thoughts in my mind became extremely clear at this moment.
Song Yu did not talk about this topic anymore, but instead said: "Ji Xun, don't be sad for me, and I don't want to see you sad. Because my life is already very happy. I only have two lives. Luck is great. Once I meet the person I love, and once I live to be old, I have both.”
After speaking for such a long time, the old man seemed to be struggling.
Ji Xun reached out and held her old hand, holding the last bit of sincerity and beauty that was about to pass away.
When he knew, like before, he couldn't grasp anything.
But the moment they held hands, the two familiar souls seemed to feel some kind of intimate resonance.
Age seems to be unstoppable at all.
He is still him.
She is still her.
Song Yu laughed at himself and asked, "Are my hands as old as tree bark?"
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Ji Xun shook his head, No words were spoken.
Song Yu, who has reached the end of her life, of course no longer cares about skin, she only cares about Ji Xun.
Looking at her, it seemed like she sensed something.
Song Yu knew that he was running out of time, and wanted to finish everything he wanted to say, so he comforted him again: "Ji Xun, don't you think our meeting is magical? That magical [stamp] Let us know each other across a hundred years."
It was like leaving the [big sword] behind to give her a thought.
That thought sustained her through countless days of sadness and despair.
At this moment, Song Yu also left a thought for Ji Xun, and said slowly: "Don't be sad, don't be sad. If one day in the future, you really think of me, you can go and see me in the river of time. I will still There. "
Hearing this, Ji Xun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he seemed to see a bright light piercing the thick dark clouds in his mind.
Yes, the law of time!
Time and space can be traveled!
Song Yu continued in a very soft voice: "Since [stamps] can allow us to meet, then one day in the future, will you also be able to go back to the past and see me? Not now Me, but the eighteen-year-old me. I think that the youthful "Miss Yu" at that time was still very much looking forward to meeting Mr. Ji Xun."
She said meaningfully: "Looking back now, my life is like a storybook, which is exciting enough. I also want Mr. Ji Xun to read it again when he has the opportunity. Read what we are doing "The good time together"
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As Ji Xun listened to those words, his thoughts seemed to fall into a state of emptiness.
It was a sense of enlightenment as if a hole had been "pierced" in the cognitive barrier.
For a moment, the mystery of time seemed to be unveiled before his eyes, and he really touched it.
But before I had time to think about it, I heard the tone in my ear getting weaker and weaker.
“I had so much to say, but unfortunately, I don’t have much time.”
Song Yu said, as if he was sleepy in the daily life of an old man, and spoke with some difficulty. Open your eyes.
She tried hard to see her lover one more time in the last moment of her life.
It’s exactly the same as in my memory.
In a trance, she seemed to have returned to the first time she saw this face.
Song Yu looked at Ji Xun, the smile on his old face was extremely happy and gentle.
“Oh, I have written you some letters over the years. But [stamp] failed to send them out. I originally wanted to burn them, but I was reluctant to leave them to you. If If you want to see it, just have a look."
The words became weaker and weaker.
As Ji Xun listened, it was as if his soul had been pulled away, and all his thoughts were breaking out, turbulently stirring up his soul.
At this moment, I heard the old man murmuring to himself, saying his last farewell words: "Mr. Ji Xun, goodbye. When the fragrance of the soul is gone, I am leaving."
Ji Xun found that the hand he was holding was still trying hard to hold him, but it was getting weaker and weaker.
He quickly held it.
But I found that I couldn’t hold it no matter what.
No.
Silly girl, don't go!
Looking at those clear eyes gradually blurring, Ji Xun's face was already full of tears, and he said softly one last time: "Miss Yu, I like you!"
Listening, Song Yu smiled .
As he spoke, Ji Xun went down and kissed the girl's forehead.
At this moment, the green smoke from the incense burner in the corner suddenly stopped.
At the last moment of his death, Song Yu wanted to say something, but he couldn't.
But there was always a happy smile on her lips.
The last moment she closed her eyes, she looked at Ji Xun's eyes, which were still so gentle and full of love.
But in the next moment, the blood vessels all over her body lit up with pink light.
This elegant and arrogant fisherman lady disintegrated into pink rose petals in the sky under Ji Xun's kiss. Just like roses at the end of their flowering period, they eventually fall in the wind.
Looking at the petals all over the sky, in a daze, Ji Xun seemed to see that pretty face smiling at him, and also heard the familiar voice ringing in his ears: "Hello, Ji Xun Sir, my name is Song Yu. Nice to meet you. "
But this time I say goodbye forever.
Never seen again.
You know, Mr. Ji Xun, meeting you is the greatest luck in my life.
You know, Miss Yu, meeting you is also the greatest luck in my life.
Destiny is really like a clown, sometimes it likes to make people happy, sometimes it likes to tease people.
I thought I would never be sad for anyone in this life, but when watching Song Yu leave, Ji Xun still had red eyes and tears streaming down his face.
On the empty chair, only a photo frame remained.
Ji Xun remembered that this was what the silly girl had been holding in her arms.
He reached out.
I don’t know why my hands that wouldn’t tremble even when killing people are trembling non-stop at this moment.
Picked it up and looked at it.
The background of the black and white photo is a beautiful small auditorium with a small spire.
The walls of the auditorium are covered with waterfalls of roses.
The flowering season is in full bloom and the flowers are blooming brilliantly.
In the middle of 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 has a happy and bright smile on her face.
Youth is the most beautiful age.
Their smiles are frozen in the photo.
Looking at that bright smiling face, what the girl said instantly came to Ji Xun's mind.
Death is not the loss of life, she is just frozen in time.
"Silly girl, I will come to find you in the long river of time"
Ji Xun muttered to himself while holding the photo frame.
Definitely.
Looking at the black and white photos, it seems like yesterday.
It was as if I could see that cheerful girl with bright eyes and white teeth living in front of me again.
But the empty chairs in front of me made sad thoughts immediately rush into my heart.
Ji Xun also knew that for her, that was a hundred years ago.
For him, it’s been a lifetime.
Ji Xun just stood there blankly holding the photo frame.
A long time.
A long time.
There is a small bookshelf next to the chair, which is densely packed with letters in dark yellow envelopes.
I haven’t sent it yet, but I have organized it neatly.
After his thoughts calmed down a bit, Ji Xun sat on the chair that was still slightly warm.
Lie for a while.
He took down the letters and opened them one by one.
The beautiful and kind handwriting comes into view.
"Ji Xun, when you read these letters, I will be gone. I leave these letters not to make you sad. But to let you know that I have really lived a happy life." . Thank you. Thank you for having you in my life.”
Ji Xun looked at it, as if there was endless grit in his eyes.
"June 11th, today is the third day since you left, Mr. Chaoyang. I'm sorry, I cried unsatisfactorily for a long, long time. Don't laugh at me. Then, I remembered that I still have magic [Stamp]~"
"Today is the fourth day. I want to tell you that I remember everything about us, but I have forgotten your name and appearance. Obviously I always I miss you, but why did I forget your appearance, even the photo is gone. I was so sad. Later I asked my grandpa, and he said that it seemed that some memories were disturbed by the law, which was very distressing. "
"Today is the thirteenth day since we parted. Mr. Chaoyang, I know that it may take a long time for us to see each other again. But I am still afraid that you will suddenly come back one day and I will not be here. So these days I’m always in the tree house. I’ll be surprised if I open the door and see you.”
“Today is Mr. Chaoyang. I am facing life bravely as I promised you. Reading, playing the piano, growing flowers, and writing letters to you"
"Every time I miss you, I take out the letters we exchanged and read them several times, and then burst into tears. Chaoyang, do you think I am useless? I can't do anything."
"Mr. Chaoyang, if you don't reply to my letter, I will ignore you! Hum, I won't write to you anymore. Well, if you reply to me, I will still write to you."
"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."
< br>"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."
"Ten years Oh, Chaoyang, where are you? I'm very sad today. When I looked in the mirror, I found a wrinkle in the corner of my eyes. If you don't come to see me, I'm afraid you won't recognize me anymore, and you'll be an old girl. (*￣︿￣)》
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"This year is the fifteenth year since we were separated. 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 anymore."
"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 very afraid that one day I will lose you too. I can’t bear to forget you. Even if I forget everything, I don’t want to forget you.”
“Obviously it seems that we parted not long ago, but before I know it, it has been sixty years. The second half of life is like time. The reflection of it always reminds me of my youth. Even though the years have changed, I still feel that it was the happiest day in my life."
"I was confused for many years, why【 It wasn’t until these few years that I gradually realized that it wasn’t that the letter was not sent, but that it had exhausted its energy in letting us meet. Wow, it’s not like I’m waiting for [Stamp] to send it out again. Now that you have energy, can you send me a letter again? To the eighteen-year-old me? Hahaha. Thinking of this, I suddenly feel less sad. Well, I’m still looking forward to it.”
"Time is passing faster and faster. Although I don't want to admit it, the fact is that I am already very old. I always feel very weak when I go on a long trip. I feel that in a few years I won't be able to find you everywhere. . I asked the younger ones in my family to take [Big Sword] to major cities. If you see it, remember to come see me as soon as possible. I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for you."
"This year is The seventy-first year of our separation."
"Time flies so fast, as if in a blink of an eye, this year is already the eighty-first year of our separation"
" The younger generations in the family reminded me that this year is my 100th birthday. Oh my god, I am so old. But every time I write a letter, I still feel that I am the fisherman whom Mr. Chaoyang knows. Well, it’s my birthday. I still want to see you when I make a wish."
"Time is really wonderful. It makes me forget many memories, but it also makes some memories become more mellow."
"Oh, I finally understand some of the mysteries of time in stamps. Every time I think of that time, I am still very lucky. I met the most handsome you at the most beautiful age~"
"Mr. Detective I commissioned Said, he found you! I finally understood everything, and understood the fate of the meeting that you didn't tell us about a hundred years later. It's really amazing."
"Stay These letters are not to make you sad, but to let you know that I have been very happy in this life because of your presence, and I have no regrets. I also want to tell you that I will always feel that you are by my side when I write. . And after reading 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."
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There were many letters, but Ji Xun read them carefully, word by word.
These letters span a full hundred years.
Everything between the lines is filled with deep thoughts.
Then it was like a family talk.
Ji Xun looked at these letters and realized that people can really rely on longing and memories to love someone with whom they have no contact, year after year.
No letter was sent, but the silly girl was still writing silly.
She thought about it like before, thinking that [stamps] could help her deliver these letters to Chaoyang.
I have also looked forward to replying to you countless times.
But disappointed countless times.
Even though she never received any reply,
she still insisted on writing.
Even though the years have changed, she is still the simple and kind girl in my memory.
Even the tone of the letter has not changed.
She had a glimpse of some of the secrets of time, and she was afraid that "Chaoyang" who received the letter would not remember her.
I used to write almost every day.
Later, there were several days, more than ten days and several months.
But at most one year.
Almost every year, Song Yu writes a letter on the fixed date of June 8th.
Because that was the day they parted a hundred years ago.
I don’t know how long it took, Ji Xun finished reading these letters and let out a long breath.
A letter is like the girl whispering intimately in her ear.
Obviously they are just ordinary words of longing, but they make people's soul seem to be soothed. The sadness is still there, but it is gentler and deeper.
She told about her life in the letter.
Although Ji Xun was a hundred years late, he seemed to have seen with his own eyes every bit of her growth experience over the years.
As a reader, I personally accompanied and read her life.
These letters will be read again and again by Ji Xun for many years to come.
As the letter said, the two seemed to be together in this way, crossing time and space.
"Silly Girl"
While Ji Xun felt melancholy, the mystery of the time in front of him gradually became clear.
He knew that these letters were a priceless gift from Song Yu to him.
Some of her understanding of the mystery of time is hidden between the lines.
Ji Xun's mind immediately thought of that question.
Since the [Time and Space Stamp] allows him to travel through time and space,
then,
if the stamp can be used again in the future, or I can see into the mystery of time in the future , will I go back to see her?
Definitely!
This thought flashed through Ji Xun's mind.
Suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, facing somewhere in the void, as if muttering to himself inexplicably: "So, you are here, but I can't see you?"
Ji Xun felt that he If you really have the ability to travel through time in the future, you will definitely be at this point. Let’s take a look at yourself who has just come into contact with the mystery of time.
So, are my future self and I looking at each other at this moment?
A long time.
There was no response from "future me".
Ji Xun’s eyes were deep and confused.
There seems to be some kind of cognitive conflict.
He cannot understand something beyond his current knowledge.
So,
What is the nature of time?
Like a storybook that has already been written?
After mastering the power of the laws of time and space, from the high-latitude perspective of a "reader", which page should I turn to if I want to read it?
It was as if Song Yu's life had ended and her story had ended.
But if you turn it back, she is still there.
What about myself?
Is it an unfinished storybook? Or will it only be finalized once it's written?
Or maybe the protagonist of this storybook is the "universe" itself, which never changes with the will of all things?
The countless thoughts in my mind are getting more and more complicated.
Ji Xun knew that it was something in a higher dimension that he was currently unable to recognize.
The supreme law of the Law of Time will take a long, long time to comprehend.
I definitely can’t figure it out now.
But Song Yu’s letters seemed to have opened a hole in his cognitive barrier hammer.
There is light coming in.
This light is very weak.
But it has never been as dazzling as this moment.
And it makes people persistent.
Having glimpsed the secret of time, Ji Xun felt more and more that human beings were really insignificant.
And ignorant.
Just like when chatting with Master Merlin before, Ji Xun knew a saying about extraordinary laws: Even if human beings can touch the laws of the universe, the five senses can "perceive" only enough Five percent.
The world you see is always just the world expressed by your limited cognition, which is paranoid and narrow.
The significance of transcendence lies in allowing the card master to glimpse bit by bit the mysteries of the universe that already exist.
Including the mystery of time.
Unconsciously, Ji Xun fell into a strange state of thinking.
(End of this chapter)