i'm not human

Kong Yan turned around when he heard the voice, a little surprised, "Aunt Jing, why are you back?"

"I'm done with family affairs, I don't worry about you, so I'll take a look." Aunt Jing went down the steps and stroked his white hair, "Why did you want to dye this color? Like a little old man, but I think Those stars on TV also have a lot of white hair." Kong Yan didn't speak, but smiled and rubbed his head against Aunt Jing's hand.

Aunt Jing took care of Kong Yan since he was a child.According to Aunt Jing, her mother, grandma, and grandma were all nurses of his ancestors. In the old saying, they were servants of his family.

More than ten years ago, when she was in her 40s, she received news in the countryside and hurried to Yinfeng Lane, only to find that Kong Yan was the only one left in the whole house.At that time, he was only four years old, lying on the bed in a small ball, burning in a daze, and when he woke up, he couldn't remember anything.

So she greeted the family, stayed, took care of his daily necessities, and went home only when she had something to do.At that time, there was nothing and no money, so Aunt Jing’s grandma took out the key to the door of the Kong family’s library that had been carefully stored for many years, and picked out a few unremarkable antiques and sold them one after another. Let him grow up without any worries.

Ever since Kong Yan could remember, he had no parents or relatives by his side.Although Aunt Jing is taking care of her, she still feels envious when she sees that other people have their parents by their side.

During the summer vacation when he graduated from the sixth grade, he found a stone box in a hidden corner under the bed, and there was a key in it.At that time, I was rather stupid and had a big brain hole. I thought that this key was so well hidden. Could it be that I have some weird life experience?Or maybe there will be letters from parents, or there will be a room full of blinding gold!

With this kind of secret excitement, he pondered at home for nearly half a year before he discovered that there was a hidden stone door in the library of Tingyun Building on the north side of the courtyard.But to open that stone door, not only a key is needed, but also a special "password" that integrates the algorithm of the heavenly stems and earthly branches is needed.

But this made him more certain that he must be the one chosen by the heavens, and it is very possible that he could open this door and go to another world to find his family.So he spent another summer vacation quietly learning the algorithm of the heavenly stems and earthly branches from an ancient book in the library, and finally opened the door leading to the basement of Tingyun Building.

But he was disappointed in the end, no matter what.

That basement was neither the door to another world nor the information about his parents that he was looking for, nor the glittering gold. It just kept a lot of ancient books, calligraphy and paintings, and some of them were moldy because of the humidity. up.

He rummaged through it, and finally found a book more than half a meter high, which contained essays and notes left by the ancestors of the Confucian family for five generations-"Tingyunlou Calligraphy and Painting Notes", which mostly talked about the collections in the building. The catalogs and origins of Jinshi calligraphy and paintings, and also recorded the lives of many ancestors, as well as the suicide notes left behind.

But in the 20 years before his birth, the relevant records in the notes were all blank. It seems that during this period of time, no one in the Kong family was alive, so no one recorded it.He was able to find his grandfather's body and collection records from it, but there were no records about his father and mother at all.

At that moment, he just felt disheartened.

After that, he took the notebook to ask Aunt Jing, but Aunt Jing didn't know the reason, all she knew was that her mother was Grandpa Kong Yan's wet nurse, and the Kong family had a great kindness to their family, but Kong Yan's father did not know the reason. I really haven't heard anything about my predecessors.

He has been sad about this for a long time, and sometimes he really wants to set fire to Tingyunlou, to see if his parents will come to him angrily and scold him.But he couldn't do anything after lighting the torch, because he was worried that the ancestors of the Kong family would be turned into ghosts in the middle of the night to strangle him, his unworthy descendant, to death.After a year or two like this, I gradually stopped thinking about my parents and family.

When Kong Yan was a child, Aunt Jing always called him Young Master, but when he became more sensible, Aunt Jing changed his name.For him who has no relatives and no reason, Aunt Jing is one of the few things he cares about in this world.He didn't want the relationship with Aunt Jing to be just master and servant.

After eating dinner and taking a bath, he just felt relaxed, so Kong Yan took a large pair of flower shears and prepared to prune the bonsai flowers and trees in the yard.He had been living in school before and did not come back, and Aunt Jing also returned to her home in the countryside. The yard hadn't been properly repaired for a long time.

Originally wanting to change clothes, he undid a button, but suddenly changed his mind and buttoned it back, and went directly to the yard in a new coat with great interest.

While pruning pine branches, humming a little tune, while pruning, a face with a bright smile and handsome eyebrows suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.Oh My God!Has the old pine tree become a spirit?No, this is Cang Li's face!Kong Yan was so frightened that his hands trembled that the scissors almost fell to the ground.He quickly looked around and found that the surroundings were clean and there was nothing, only then was he sure that it was his hallucination just now.

Cang Li's handsome face is simply too magical, right?He is still haunted now, even if he cuts a pine branch, he will see his face!Kong Yan patted himself on the head, why did he think of him again?While thinking about it, he cut off a pine branch with a "click", and prepared to take it back to the room and put a bottle in it.

Buddha bless, let me not dream of him!But—Buddha, can you bless me?

The next day, Kong Yan got up early in the morning. After lying in bed for a while, he turned over and took out a brass key from the sandalwood box next to the bed. The antiquities and books in the building were taken out to dry, and tidied up, so as not to get moldy.

Opened the door, strolled to the main hall, and found that the house was quiet, did Aunt Jing go shopping?As soon as I thought about it, I saw a note on the small round table with a teacup on it, which said "Aunt Jing has gone back, the food is in the pot, remember to eat it while it is hot, and pay attention to your body."

Kong Yan put down the words left by Aunt Jing, feeling a little lost in his heart.However, he has gotten used to it in the past few years. Aunt Jing just takes care of him. She also has her own home, and in order to take care of him, she has not taken care of her own home for so many years. It was only after he went to university that he lived back in his own home. home.

Thinking of it this way, my mood instantly improved again.Kong Yan put down the note, went to the kitchen to get breakfast, ate it contentedly, stood in the yard and stretched, looking at the sunshine in the yard, it really was a good weather, suitable for working!

The Confucius House is a traditional Nanling courtyard building.Entering the gate, there is a screen wall first, and after bypassing the screen wall, there is an atrium.It is divided into the east wing and the west wing. He usually lives in the east wing, next to a study and a small storage room.Aunt Jing lives in the west wing, next to the guest room and kitchen.Facing the screen wall is a small two-story building with a wooden plaque hanging on it, with the words "Tingyun Building" written on it.

In the Tingyun Building, there are gold and stone calligraphy and paintings preserved by generations of the Confucian family, which are invaluable.

Kong Yan opened the big lock with an old brass key in his hand, and pushed open the wooden door. Inside were rows of bookshelves, densely packed with thread-bound books, and a few porcelains, which are not unusual.After crossing the hardwood bookshelf and walking to a stone wall, Kong Yan pressed the "password", and the stone door slowly opened - what is hidden inside is the real treasure of the Kong family.

When he was four years old, he took out a few antiques from the bookshelf for his livelihood. After that, until Kong Yan was in his second year of high school, the door of Tingyunlou was never opened again.

It was not until later that Kong Yan, who was already sensible, decided to donate part of the collection to the National Museum after several months of consideration, and then opened the door to the Tingyun Building.At that time, it was also because he was the only one left in the family, and he was still young. He didn't know if his parents were still alive, and he didn't know if there were any other relatives alive, but he understood the reason for the crime of being pregnant.

Although no one knows that the Kong family's family treasure is so huge, he can't guarantee that no one in this world will really know about it.Therefore, through Shi Chen's grandfather, he donated most of the Kong family's collection to the National Museum, and only there would prevent these precious historical relics from becoming moldy and ashes in unknown corners.

In fact, the main reason is that he does not have so much money to maintain these antiques, he is too poor, and they are too expensive!And if one accidentally ruins one, he is simply a sinner through the ages!

What are still kept in the stone room are all the old objects in the "Tingyunlou Calligraphy and Painting Notes", where several generations of Confucian masters specially noted the words "children and grandchildren must not be sold", which basically have special meanings.He felt that if he donated the "good things" of these ancestors, those old people would take turns to scold him in his dreams, right?It's scary just thinking about it.

It is also for this reason that he resolutely chose the major of document repair and appreciation when he was in college, just to "serve" these ancestors left over hundreds of thousands of years ago.

After sorting out the engraved books, manuscripts, some ancient paintings, porcelains, etc. in the entire underground stone room, the sun has already set, and the basement is even colder at night.After taking off the special gloves, Kong Yan realized that he was dizzy from hunger, which showed how heavy the workload was.He yawned, walked out of the underground stone room, closed the door of Tingyun Building, and walked towards the kitchen feeling a little dizzy.

As I walked, I thought about it. Sure enough, the most comforting thing in the world is delicious food.

Half a month later, Kong Yan was huddled in the dormitory reading a book in a down jacket. Both he and Shi Chen were a little afraid of the cold, and had already turned on the heating fans.When he received the call, he looked at the caller ID on the screen and wondered if his eyes were dazzled, so he checked it twice before pressing the answer button.

"Are you free these two days, Yan Yan?" Cang Li's voice was still recognizable and full of magnetism, and he could imagine the way he spoke just by listening to the voice.Kong Yan quickly switched sides and listened to the phone, feeling his ears itchy, numb and crispy.

"I'm free. I don't have any classes recently. What's the matter?" Kong Yan was a little surprised.

Cang Li seems to be driving, the window is still open, the howling wind makes him feel cold, "Okay, then I will pick you up tomorrow night, seven o'clock, at the school gate, is that okay?" Kong Yan reckoned After a moment, I was sure I would be fine at that time, so I agreed.

As soon as I hung up the phone, I received a message to add a WeChat friend, the name was "Dragon Lord is here, are you afraid?", and the verification message said "Cang Li".Kong Yan looked at the name, clicked to agree, and received a WeChat message after a while.

Lord Dragon is here, are you afraid: "Remember to bring the seal, Yan Yan." Kong Yan touched the seal that he had been wearing all the time, a little strange, what is he going to do, and he still needs to bring the seal?

A few seconds later, another message came, and the sender was still the same.

Lord Dragon is here, are you afraid: "Tomorrow will be cold, wear more clothes."

Kong Yan read it twice, thought for a while and then replied, "You too, be careful when driving." After sending it, he remembered, how did he get his contact information?He obviously never told him his phone number.

At an altitude of 5000 meters, Cang Li sat on a huge writing brush, his hair stood upright by the strong wind, and the hem of his clothes rattled like a flag fluttering in the wind.Hearing the WeChat reminder, he quickly lowered his head, glanced at the message with the note "Dear", his face was full of smiles.

Pressed the screen twice to reply, then vigorously patted the brush holder with a radius of two meters sitting under him, and shouted loudly, "Mu Dianmo, my family Yan Yan told me to drive carefully, you fly slowly! "

What responded to him was that the whole writing brush was shaking crazily as if he had Parkinson's, almost making him fall from the sky!