Hogetsu

After going down the mountain to retrieve the carriage, Yu Wenzhou didn't stop in the small town, but went straight back and slept in the carriage at night.Looking around is full of darkness, making people lose their judgment on the vastness of the land and the height of the sky, leaving only a wild imagination.

Yu Wenzhou opened his eyes wide, trying to distinguish whether the blackness in the distance had a shape, whether it was a real thing, and he didn't close until his eyes felt astringent.In this boundless world, he suddenly felt lonely.A kind of compassion that he had never felt before became part of his feelings because of seeing Wang Jiexi: Wang Jiexi made him see the insignificance and fragility of people.

Because water, fire, wind and thunder in nature, wealth, wolves, tigers and leopards can all destroy him, so he serves all things in nature; because all diseases can disturb life and even lead to death, so the relics of the saints are always worshiped; because there are thousands of methods of murder All it takes is one of them to work, so the mere malice behind a flawed plot is enough to bring about desperate hopelessness.

It is so fragile that even a kind of suffering cannot be resisted, so that one has illusions about the almighty hero and projects a happy vision on him; it is so fragile that one needs to use all one's strength to live past this moment, so that one cannot take care of the past and the future , there is no end-to-end position.

Consider everything, be careful, write all the misfortunes that have happened into taboos, and build a high wall to guard against all non-self.

In the past, I only acted on the heat of my heart.Now that I think about it, when I complained that the rigidity of dogma ignored the surge of life, didn't I also choose not to forgive without thinking?I thought that individual feelings should not be framed by cold and hard rules, but these rules were formulated by many individuals.

Yu Wenzhou repeatedly questioned himself in loneliness, trying to imagine the lives of others beyond his own limitations.In his imagination of the world, he loses his face and becomes nobody.

Yu Wenzhou couldn't even talk to people, so he left the town in a hurry and stayed in this wilderness.On his way home alone, he kept recalling what Wang Jiexi had said. He couldn't see the real scenery on both sides of the road at all. His heart stayed in Nottingburg, and his consciousness wandered in the time and place Wang Jiexi had mentioned.

Returning to London in a daze, Huang Shaotian ran over and hugged him: "Wenzhou! It looks like you from a distance, so you are back!"

Huang Shaotian walked briskly in front: "During your absence, everyone has made a lot of new things. Especially Xiao Shiqin, he has remodeled the house again. Be careful when you go to his house. I can only remind you More, more would not be fun."

The grievance that Yu Wenzhou himself hadn't noticed rushed out of his eyes after seeing Huang Shaotian.Huang Shaotian didn't get a response, so he turned his head and saw Yu Wenzhou's big tears falling down, he stretched out his hand from behind his waist and took him side by side: "When you see me alone, you shed tears, why don't you see everyone later?" Aren't you going to flood the house?"

It wasn't until Yu Wenzhou touched the tears on his face that he realized that he was crying, and then a greater sadness swept over him.He squatted on the ground and covered his face, laughing at himself for dying, one Huang Shaotian, one hug, breaking down the self-control along the way, filling him at this moment.