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He gave up his seat, poured water, and the two of them sat across the small coffee table, staring at each other.Of course, Lu Yuan would not be so stupid as to think that Yan Lang really came to trouble him because of a single sentence, or it might be because he felt relaxed in his own home, so he didn't have to talk so much, so he changed his talkative nature and just Sitting quietly waiting for Yan Lang to speak.

Yan Lang raised his head and looked around the whole house. He saw that although the sparrow was small and well-equipped, it was just that there was no breath of life. It always felt like a place where no one lived for a long time.He glanced at the instant noodle box on the chopping board not far away, and said casually, "Do you just eat this?"

"Yeah, I'm too lazy to do it." Lu Yuan scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly, "Teacher, are you hungry? Shall I make you a bowl too?"

Yan Lang didn't answer, just stared at him motionless, Lu Yuan touched his face inexplicably: "Is there something dirty on my face, teacher?"

"Why didn't you come to me?" Yan Lang said in Lu Yuan's embarrassment.

"what?"

"Why didn't you come to me?" Yan Lang repeated.Lu Yuan pretended to be a little confused, and thought: Where did the teacher know about me? I'm not a kid anymore, I'm really nosy.So he lowered his eyes and chuckled: "Teacher, what are you talking about?"

"I said," Yan Lang leaned forward so that he could see Lu Yuan's expression clearly, "after your grandfather left, why didn't you listen to him and come to me?"

Lu Yuan was startled when he heard the words, and remembered the envelope that his grandfather left for him but never opened.

Lu Yuan grew up with his grandfather and has never met other relatives.Since childhood, few people have visited my family. Grandpa is a professor at the university where Lu Yuan is studying now, but his colleagues and students, grandpa will never bring home.From the outside world, the grandparent and grandson look like a silent old man with a weird temper and a naughty boy with a powerful and unconstrained style.

Since his grandfather passed away, Lu Yuan's life has been completely left alone.

Lu Yuan still remembers the scene of the day his grandfather died, not long after he entered school.At that time, autumn had already arrived, but during the day there would still be lingering summer heat, and only in the evening would there be some coolness.It was a Friday, and Grandpa was in good spirits. He was always in good spirits, but that day he seemed particularly refreshed.

He got up early, cleaned himself up, and went to school in the afternoon.After retiring for a long time, no one in the laboratory expected the old professor to appear again, but he just looked around and left, and then went home with Lu Yuan who had finished his class.When passing by the school's lotus pond, the old man proposed to sit on the bench for a while.The wind started to blow in the evening, and occasionally you could see the edges of a few lotus leaves turning yellow and curling. Ignoring such details, it still looks like a prosperous scene there.

"Xiaoyuan." Grandpa looked at a lotus pod not far away, and said softly.Although Lu Yuan has lived with his grandfather for many years, his grandfather is always strict and rarely speaks in such a gentle tone, so he panicked and interrupted his grandfather's words: "Grandpa, let's go back, the wind is blowing."

"No, sit for a while."

"Xiaoyuan, grandpa is incapable and can't protect you anymore." As the sky faded, the sound of music drifted down the wind from a far away place. Lu Yuan opened his mouth to interrupt, but the old man saw his intention and stretched out his hand to touch it. His head, "Listen to me. There is a letter in the drawer of my desk with a name and an address on it. After Grandpa is gone, you can go to him and he will take care of you."

"Do not."

Back that day, Lu Yuan was cooking in the kitchen, while grandpa was sitting on the sofa watching TV. On CCTV's opera channel, "Empty City Strategies" was being sung in full swing. Lu Yuan cooked dinner and came to call grandpa, but he never woke up again.

Lu Yuan was overwhelmed by the memory of Yan Lang's sentence "Why don't you listen to grandpa", he suddenly felt very tired, so he simply chose his favorite position - sliding down from the sofa and sitting on the ground.He took a breath, didn't know what expression to put on, gave up after thinking for two seconds, and had no choice but to let his face be expressionless.He looked up at Yan Lang: "Teacher, I don't want to go anywhere."

Seeing his eyes, Yan Lang felt a chill in his heart, so he said gently, "According to my seniority, you should call me little uncle. Wouldn't it be better if someone was with you?"

Lu Yuan choked for a moment: "Teacher, how old are you older than me? Let me call you little uncle."

Yan Lang took it for granted: "Is seniority related to age? How about being a teacher for one day and being a father for the rest of your life?"

Lu Yuan was choked again, and said with a smirk: "Teacher, oh no, little uncle, I have developed a relationship with you, will you give me more points at the end of the semester?"

"That's no way." Yan Lang replied very quickly, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, and the condensed atmosphere loosened a bit.Lu Yuan thought of something, and the smile on his face became a little strange: "Teacher, please save yourselves, you will be unlucky to live with me."

Lu Yuan never dared to get too close to people, not because of his bad personality or bad conduct, but because the dirty things he provoked would often affect the people around him. There is too close a relationship.He also felt sad when he was a child. Why did such a thing happen to him? Why, why can't the world he sees be the same as others?Why him, why him?Later, when I grew up, I got used to it, and sometimes I would have inexplicable thoughts, such as if this kind of fate does not fall on my own head, it will definitely fall on someone else's head, so why should it be someone else and not me Woolen cloth?

In the years of repeated questioning, Lu Yuan has developed a good ability to talk to himself, and occasionally he will feel sour while teasing himself for being great: "How can you have such a physique? This is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva." "If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell" is so fearless.

Sometimes when you think about it carefully, getting used to it is really a terrible thing. It is obviously an unacceptable suffering, but after becoming a habit, you will never hope for a better situation.Lu Yuan didn't know whether it was luck or misfortune, so he could only force himself not to think about it, forcing himself to grow into a cheerful and mischievous big boy, but in fact he was a loner.

"Have you ever wondered why you can't bond with other people, but you can always live with your grandpa?"

"Huh?" Lu Yuan was taken aback for a moment, he suddenly found that he was often speechless since he met Yan Lang, and he felt a little surprised that he had never thought about this question.Being able to live with grandpa without affecting grandpa, a place with grandpa is safe, this matter is really taken for granted.

"Do you know that 90.00% of this world is beyond the reach of human beings? In Chinese terms, it is the yin world outside the yang world." Probably because his occupation is a teacher, Yan Lang always has a certain way of speaking. This kind of slow but calming and convincing power, he said, "But in this underworld, there are not only ghosts and souls, but also demons, demons, monsters, etc. They are not like human beings." It can’t be said that the sun can’t come to the world, and many of them are even between you and me. People who understand these usually call this part of the world beyond the eyes of the world as the dark world.

In this world, there are a small number of people who can more or less see or perceive the truth on the other side of the world.There are also some people, or other living and dead things. They may come from different races and have different names, but they often have the same responsibility, which is to maintain the balance of the world.But the so-called maintaining the balance in the world is nothing more than maintaining the appearance of the world in the eyes of human beings.Your grandfather, um, is my distant uncle, such a person.In our parlance, he is a psychic, formerly known as a spiritualist. "

Lu Yuan felt that if he had to describe his current state, he would probably be stunned.jpg, but in fact he knew in his heart that he believed everything Yan Lang said, because before that, he already had some awareness of the dark world .However, he still wanted to struggle because of his rebellious psychology: "Teacher, are you telling me a story?"

Yan Lang glanced at him and said with a smile: "These things may be deceptive stories to anyone, but you won't be able to tell them."

After Yan Lang left, Lu Yuan finally took out the letter in his grandfather's drawer, pulled out the two pieces of paper inside, shook the envelope, and found a small photo about two inches in size inside.

The photo was in black and white. Grandpa was holding Lu Yuan under a tree in the farmyard. Lu Yuan looked at it for a while, and he was roughly sure that it was when he was two or three years old. The farmyard should be the hometown mentioned by his grandfather.After staring at the grandfather in the photo for a long time, Lu Yuan suddenly felt his eyes blurred.

Taking a deep breath, I unfolded the letter paper. The handwriting was the handwriting of my grandfather, who was used to seeing it. The handwriting was thin. On the first one was the word "Yan Lang" and an address: 399, Unit 12, Building 1, Lujing Community, No. 601 Tianguang Road. .Lu Yuan's hands trembled slightly, and he removed the top piece of paper, revealing the text message below, or it was just a message:

"Xiao Yuan:

People's hearts are unpredictable, and the world is difficult and dangerous. In fact, it is impossible to talk about ups and downs, truth and falsehood, because there is no distinction between light and dark, and it is always difficult to distinguish clear and turbid. It is hard to guarantee that what the world sees and hears is not false, but falsehood is just another kind of reality.You should keep your morality in mind and never forget it.

Grandpa is sorry for you, you must learn to protect yourself in the future. "

But in just a few words, Lu Yuan looked at it over and over for a long time, and suddenly felt that his ignorance was disgusting.

He never knew anything about the grandfather he thought he was dearest to, about this world that was different from others in his eyes, about the abnormal words that had just appeared, and even about himself...he never knew anything.

Lu Yuan's unwillingness to be entrusted to others by his grandfather was not actually the reason why Lu Yuan did not open the envelope. He guessed that he was just afraid, as if he had a premonition that what was in the letter would change everything from now on.He wanted to stay away from that change for no good reason, for better or worse, or rather, he wanted instinctively to stay away from some kind of truth, and now it seemed that behind this "truth" was a thicker fog.