The lightness of the world of mortals

From Frankfurt to the small town where the Manor Beneke is located, Mingyu took the railway three weeks ago, and Chen Xilin was picked up by a driver arranged by Manfiro, and then took the road.

This is a sightseeing road that is almost parallel to the railway tracks, along the Rhine River, and you can have a panoramic view of all the scenery.

The driver and tour guide chatted with her in English with a strong accent: "Ahead is the narrowest and deepest section of the Rhine. The poet Heine once wrote a beautiful and sad narrative poem called "Lorelei" based on a folklore. It is about a beautiful woman named Lorelei, who sits on the rock every day, combing her satin-like hair, and attracting passing boys with her singing."

The poem begins thus:

i don't know why

i will be so sad

there is an old story

never forget

……

Chen Xilin's eyes were stained with a bitter smile, his pretty lips were pursed, and then raised slightly, "The love legends in this world are mostly similar. Lelei is a very similar story."

The driver laughed heartily, "What is the story of 'Mermaid Island'?"

The pain was radiated in the eyes, the audience of the story last time was Ming Yue, last time it was Qing Qing.

She used to think that she was just a storyteller, but she found that she was more like a sailor boy who was attracted by singing but never fulfilled.

What is the most unretainable thing in the world?It's not Zhu Yan and Hua, but it's the pain of parting from the end of the world, and there is no way to return.

"It's the New Year!" The driver sighed alone when he saw her silent for a long time.

It's the new year, but Jiang Ruojing didn't worry about going back to China. She was on a business trip at the Beluga Headquarters in St. Fran, and went to a summary meeting with the main leaders of various departments of the ai cloud project in Haicheng. The meeting obviously ended on the afternoon of the 30th. She just bought a plane ticket to city c.

Chen Xilin is so strange, she thought, in the past, she would never miss the annual summary meeting of the ai cloud project, but now she seems to have mentioned the Q Fund's refugee city project as the first, and ran to the east at this juncture It is said that he will go to Germany for vacation.

Open the shutter of the airplane window, and the night in C City is gorgeous.

She knew that Ming Yue was not in City C, so it didn't matter, all the scenes related to her were there.

She came to this city where she had lived for five years. There was no one to pick her up in the arrival hall, but there was a shop that remained the same. The popcorn brand shop unique to City C was still open.

Holding a bucket of popcorn, she asked the taxi driver to drive back and forth on the busiest ten miles of Lakeside Road.She was prepared to never see City C again, and she was even prepared to never see the world again.

The endless darkness on the other side is the great lake. On a sunny summer day, she used to run along the road by the lake, exchanging "hello, goodbye" with curious tourists and men and women walking their dogs.There is a forest of flowers beside the runway. She still doesn't know what kind of tree it is. She only remembers the only time she took a walk here with Mingyue. The flowers bloomed so happily that day. She asked, what kind of tree is this?Ming Yu looked at it carefully, shook his head, and said it was pretty good.At that moment she had the illusion of being in love.

Is it an illusion?She spent two years alone here, and then met Mingyu, who helped her correct pronunciation and grammar, taught herself social etiquette, and took her to eat restaurants that Chinese people don’t know, and people around her would not go there In the clubhouse, you can call Mingyu when you can’t get a taxi in a snowstorm, and you can find Mingyu’s home that is not your own but has the same warmth and lights on on the loneliest night...

Even Ming Yue herself couldn't understand the sense of belonging full of dependence, she only thought it was a dewy love.

City C has become really slow, and the scenery related to her is still there.

City C is still immersed in the night of the 30th, and Benek has ushered in the last day of the year.

This is Chen Xilin's third day in the manor. Following the owner of the manor and several customers of Manfiro who came with him, he tasted the fine wine here, enjoyed the winter scenery of the Rhine Valley, and visited the production line of frozen wine. Tonight, the winery A small firework reception will be held to welcome the arrival of the new year.

She picked out a burgundy knitted dress, put on black boots, and looked at herself in front of the mirror. She is one year old, and the years are passing by. Fortunately, there is no fat around her body, so she dares to continue wearing this wrap dress .She slowly exhaled the breath she was carrying, turned around and sat down on the window sill. There was a huge window sill in this hotel room on the hillside, and she could enjoy the view of the hillside by sitting there.

The sky was not clear, she looked back, Haicheng on the mainland was already counting the last hours of the year, while San Fran on the ocean was still sleeping last night, this world just doesn't make sense.

She looked at her mobile phone. At this moment, everything related to her is in another time zone. There is only one person, Ming Yue. She is in the East Zone [-] just like herself... She stood up, did she stay in Amsterdam?Who is she spending New Years Eve with?Will she...will she want to see herself again?

Her heart was "pounding", and her palms were sweating. If she set off now, she would arrive in Amsterdam in six hours, and she would be able to buy her a bouquet of flowers in time...

Something was moving outside the window, and she turned her head to look like she woke up. It was the car that picked her up. She looked at her watch, and it was 5:[-] noon in [-] minutes. The driver made an appointment to pick her up at the winery at this time.

Her shoulders slumped, what was she thinking just now?

The phone call a month ago, the phone call I took the initiative to call Mingyu, and the other party's attitude, it has already explained everything.

She put on her coat and walked towards the door with difficulty. It was her own insistence on breaking up. Time has changed, so don't have illusions anymore.

The streets of Amsterdam became deserted. On New Year's Eve, many companies only worked for half a day, and shops on both sides of the road were closed one after another.

Mingyu gave everyone half a day off early. The employees were very grateful and rushed to get together with family and friends. She was carrying her bag and thought that the work was done. With her hands, she played a circle playfully like ten years ago, and walked towards the garage on the bluestone slab. Today she drove the car, so that she could go for a drive in the afternoon.

After taking two steps, the shoulders became heavy again, as if the lightness evaporated. At the end of the year, it is easy to magnify the loneliness.

The phone rang, and when I looked down, it was a text message from Bernike Jr.:

Hello, Ms. Ming, this is the barrel of frozen wine you brewed. Today we will transfer it to a container for secondary fermentation.In addition, your "Xilin" is also very good, waiting for your return here.

Along with this news, I received another photo, which was taken by Bernek Jr. while transferring the container.He wrote "Xilin" as silin. When he asked Mingyu how to pronounce it, Mingyu taught him and gave him the phonetic "xilin". Little Bernaike couldn't pronounce "xi", so Mingyu crossed it out and changed it to "xilin". into "silin".

Mingyu looked at the news, and couldn't help but smile, and there was a bit of pain in the smile, and she replied to little Bernaike:

Hello, Mr. Bernek, thank you for the update and photos you provided me. I am glad to see that you are all well and your guests have arrived. I hope you have a wonderful New Year's Eve.

The news of little Beneker soon came in:

Thank you, several of my distinguished guests from the United States are here. Speaking of which, you also came to work in Europe from the United States, right?I also wish you a happy new year!Come and see the winery when you have time.

Ming Yue put away the mobile phone and put it in the bag. It turned out that today's guests of the manor came from the United States. She remembered that little Bernaike and Keller went to the town to order wine glasses for them last time, and she took them very seriously.

She started the car, not knowing where to go.People here lack commercial spirit. If you are in a metropolis in the United States, this is the last chance for people to make big purchases before the festival. Who would have thought that Amsterdam would be so deserted on New Year's Eve.

She was driving towards Giethoorn Village. Last time Anji wanted to take her to a place she hadn't been to. She drove for more than an hour and arrived at the destination. It was as cold as winter.There is no life in the village, and there are no people at this time. The museum and gift shop are closed, which is very disappointing.

After walking around, there wasn't even a place to drink a cup of hot coffee. Ming Yu returned to the car and drove towards the highway. At this time, only the rest stops on the highway can buy a cup of coffee.

Jiang Ruojing spent most of the night recalling every bit of the city. She walked out of the bar where she met Ming Yue for the first time, and sat crookedly into the taxi waiting at the door, "Go...to the North District... ..."

She reported the house number of Ming Yue's house, intending to mark it as the end point of this trip to city c.

The sky is getting cloudier and darker.Ming Yu sat in the parking lot in front of the rest station, quietly finished a cup of coffee, she opened the door and threw the paper cup in the trash can at the entrance of the station.

Something fell from the gray mid-air, lightly, and landed on her hair, Ming Yue raised his head, the sky was ten thousand feet above, all living beings were searching up and down in this abyss, the snow was like a light bird, like dust, floating And down, without beginning and without end.

Where are you from and where are you going?

where do you startWhere will it end?

The snow was like dust all over the sky, blurred in sight, gently falling on her face and melting.

In the winery in the Rhine Valley, the little Beneker said that Xilin was waiting for her to return.

She started the car, and the snowflakes thickened. There must be a traffic jam on the highway, right?

The outline of the finger reveals itself in the afterglow of the street lamp, can my own fingerprint still open this door?

Jiang Ruojing slowly stretched his arms forward, trembling slightly.

"Beep" - the courtyard door opened, and she opened her eyes with a hint of joy.

Ming Yue's mobile phone suddenly sent an alarm, she slowed down, took it out and glanced at it, and saw the eye-catching alarm, someone broke into the house in City C.

She parked the car in the emergency driveway, and then looked at the camera surveillance. She couldn't believe her eyes, it was Jiang Ruojing.

Just as Jiang Ruojing put the suitcase away, she walked around Ming Yue's house. Everything was tidy and spotless. She guessed that the housekeeper should have just come these two days, and Ming Yu, as she guessed, did not Did not come back for New Years.

This disappointed her again.

The phone rang, she took it out and looked, as expected, it was Ming Yue.

"Yu, I'm sorry, you won't be so stingy if you stay overnight?"

"Believe it or not, I'll call the police."

Jiang Ruojing paused, "Yu, do you know what the flower tree on the lakeside road is? I just asked today, it's called Mu Sain Ziwei, the 'Lighthouse' restaurant changed chefs two months ago, is there any steak we like? Now, that bar on the west side of town, do you remember? I had three straightup martinis you ordered there..."

"Jiang Ruojing, what exactly do you want?"

Her laughter came from the phone, wrapped in sadness.

"Don't be afraid, I really just want to stay overnight, and I will fly back to Haicheng tomorrow morning."

"You are too poor to book a hotel? I can book it for you."

"Yu, I've already come in, so you haven't erased my fingerprint key yet? I'm so tired, don't bother me, just let me sleep..." She looked at her watch, "Three hours, okay? I promise to leave quickly in three hours."

Mingyu looked at the red night outside the car window, the snow curtain was like a big net that opened.

"this is the last time."

Jiang Ruojing was as happy as when she allowed her to stay overnight in the first two years, but she was no longer as happy as before. The joy faded before it could see through her skin, "I know."

The pair of eyes behind the screen rewinded that paragraph and carefully identified it again. It was the Jessica who just walked into the yard.

The wine cellar is very quiet, this is the last visit point of this tour of the Bonneck winery.The guests went out one after another, and Chen Xilin was still reading the brochures hanging on the shelf.

Little Bernaike smiled, "Ms. Chen, you are the first guest to read these brochures carefully. Are Chinese people very serious? I had an apprentice before, who was also a Chinese lady, and she also liked to read them. These."

Chen Xilin seemed to be awakened, and saw little Bernaike beside him, "Oh, I'm so sorry, I'll go up right away."

"No, no, no," Little Bernek waved his hand, "Actually, I'm very happy to have customers actually read these materials, take your time, you can see them at any time, but..." He looked at his watch , "The fireworks show starts in one hour, don't miss it."

"Understood, thank you." Chen Xilin smiled at him, how could she stay here for an hour, she thought.

When the little Bernaike left, the cellar was so quiet that she listened to the sound of her own heartbeat.

When she was interrupted, she no longer wanted to continue reading the booklet. She walked along the shelf to the other end, and the rows of oak barrels listed the unique beauty. At the other end, the color of the light changed, dark blue The overhead light beam fell and fell on several empty bottles.

The elegant bottles, she remembered, were bottles for frozen wine.

Her eyes flicked over, and she was stabbed by something, and when she took a closer look, she saw that she was right.

There are two beautiful Chinese characters written on the black label: Xilin.

Like some kind of fate, she picked up the bottle... There was a sudden "boom" in her mind, could it be, could it be a coincidence?

The words of little Bernek just now, those words that she hadn’t paid attention to, turned into fragments and rolled in her mind, and a burst of strength surged out from somewhere, she took out her mobile phone, took a picture of the bottle, opened Mingyu’s chat window, and sent the photo give her.

She doesn't want to care so much, even if it has nothing to do with her, even if she thinks too much, so what?