spiral

"Luer!"

After walking back a few steps, Gu Lubian heard an anxious cry.

"Here I am!" he shouted back.

"Huhu! Huh! I found you, Luer!" Yunyue slanted towards him, and then said out of breath.

"Well," Gu Lu nodded calmly, "Let's go back."

"This time you won't leave your husband behind, will you?" said worriedly.

"Well, no more." Never again, he thought to himself.

***

Yunfu, the study room.

"This is the painting that Luer wanted to see." Yunyue said obliquely and slowly unfolded the scroll in her hand on the table.

Gu Lu took a deep breath, and then stepped forward, gently stroking the figure in the painting with his hands cautiously.

Seeing this, Yunyue smiled obliquely and praised: "I only thought that Lu'er's calligraphy was good, but I didn't want Lu'er's Danqing to be as good."

"That's not the case." Gu Lu shook his head and said, "I wrote the word, but the painting on it was not my handwriting."

"How could this be?" Yunyue asked obliquely in surprise, "The boss said that this painting had never been opened before me—could it be that the boss lied?"

"No," Gu Lu shook his head again, "The boss is telling the truth."

"That?"

Gu Lu did not continue to explain, but instead asked a question:

"Have you ever heard a story? A story about a temple in the mountains, and an old monk in the temple told stories to the young monk?"

"I've heard it." Yunyue looked at the ancient road suspiciously, "but does it have something to do with this painting?"

"Of course there are." Gu Lu affirmed.

As he spoke, he walked slowly to the window, looking at an unknown tree with pink flowers standing silently by the window.

After a while, he said:

"Actually, regarding this calligraphy and painting, I had almost exactly the same experience not long ago."

Without waiting for Yunyue to ask obliquely, he continued: "The same thing happened to me one night, and I wrote down a picture. The same way, not long after, in a calligraphy and painting shop, I saw someone add this 'moon'. The calligraphy and painting of Mr. Holding Qinghe under the gazebo. The same painting was bought by another person after I saw it."

"Oh? Did Lu Er encounter such a bizarre thing more than once? What a coincidence."

"It's not a coincidence." Gu Lu turned around from the window, staring fixedly at Yunyue Xie Road, "Yue Xie, do you still remember the appearance of my deceased parents?"

"Naturally!" Yunyue replied confidently, "It's only been three months since the attack, how could my husband not remember it!"

"Do you really remember?"

"It's serious! It can't be more true! Oh! What's wrong with you today, Luer?" Yunyue said obliquely, and was about to test Gu Lu's forehead with her hands.

"Don't worry about it, I'm not sick." Gu Lu calmly stopped him, and said, "Since you said you remembered, let me ask you, how old was my mother's father, how did they save you on the day they passed away? Where is the tomb now? Why have I never seen the tablets of the two of them at home?"

"This, of course, is because—"

"Because they never existed at all, naturally there is no need for tablets."

After Gu Lu's words fell, the room was suddenly silent.

a while.

"Lu, Lu'er, I—" Yun Yuexie suddenly panicked, "What's going on, why can't I remember my parents' appearance in my mind? Lu'er, what's going on!?"

"Don't panic, I'm here, don't be afraid." Gulu took two steps forward and hugged the panicked man tightly.

"Lu, Luer?"

"Well, I'm here."

"Will you be here all the time?"

"meeting."

"Won't it suddenly disappear from my mind like my parents?"

"No. I will always be with you."

"I can rest assured that."

***

Late at night, the sky is full of stars.It's stuffy and there are many mosquitoes.

——In the pavilion of Yunfu, two people who lighted wormwood and watched the stars while enjoying the cool air.

The voice of the ancient road suddenly sounded:

"Yuexie Xianyun Guluan, I don't know if you and I existed before or after the calligraphy and painting were born - the words are in front, that is, we are a dream extended from a calligraphy and painting; we are in front, Then there was a lonely monk in a temple in the mountains who wrote our story and passed it down from generation to generation."

"It's hard to say, it's like the chicken or the egg. After all, as long as it's related to 'creating something out of nothing', it's like a public case and it's hard to see clearly." Yunyue replied with a smirk.

"En." Gu Lu nodded with a smile.

"By the way, Lu Er, have you really decided not to go back to your junior brother Xiao Mi?"

"Yes," Gu Lu looked at a star in the sky and said, "When I entered here for the second time, I had already written the story of you and me into a storybook and put it on the case. If I make a decision After reading it, another consciousness spontaneously emerged in my body over there. I only thought that everything he had here was just a dream, and he made a story related to that script, which is naturally the best—— Then he can continue to live instead of me and Xiao Mi. If, unfortunately, the me over there disappears together with the body, then the traces of me in the corresponding world will be erased, and the people at the bottom of the town will not be able to remember There will be me—only Xiao Mi—he may doubt whether my senior brother really exists at the beginning, but as time goes by, maybe he will learn to read and write by himself, support himself, and then pick up in the future. Come to the next Xiao Mi. In this way, as a young man, he may one day have another dream about "Yue Xie Xianyun Ancient Road Nunnery" - just like "Spiral", and "There is a temple on the mountain" Just like the stories in the past, the big story is wrapped in a small story, which is repeated forever and endlessly. "

"That's right," Yunyue leaned her head on Gulu's shoulder and sighed, "At this point, let's think about whose dream or story we are in, who created our world, and who is God? It doesn’t matter whether we exist or not, where our end point is. As long as you are by my side right now, Lu’er, it doesn’t matter even if the whole world collapses in the next second—as long as I am alive and conscious, you are by my side Will suffice."

"Ding dong."

Before Gulu had time to say anything, he heard a ding-dong from the eaves of the gazebo, and then it started to rain.

"Haha, what a timely rain. It's God who can't bear to see that we live up to the good sleep bestowed by nature, instead chatting in the middle of the night, urging us to go to rest." Gu Lu said with a laugh.

"That's good! Luer, let's go to rest."

"Not afraid anymore?"

"afraid of what?"

"You've been dragging me here to chat, aren't you afraid that after waking up overnight, everything will change again?"

"Well, there was a little bit before. But now—"

"Now?"

"Now, I have learned to accept it. If "worry and distress" is a link in the spiral, then "sweetness and reunion" should also be a link in the spiral. Even if the road disappears tomorrow, it's just me If I have a dream, I will live well.Just wait for that "spiral" from the highest cycle to the lowest to bring you back.Like you said—”

——Yuexie Xianyun Ancient Road Nunnery.

The story of you and me is endless and never stops.

(Finish)