Hogetsu

What really liberated Yu Wenzhou was not some more subtle reason, but a sudden gust of wind on a certain spring day.The paranoia that had been stuffed in his heart for half a year disappeared without a trace.If there is anything inconceivable, it is why this gust of wind happened so suddenly, but Yu Wenzhou, who is no longer paranoid, no longer wants to ask why.

Rationally, of course he knows that he has not escaped the fate of being swayed by emotions, but the optimism at the moment makes him fully accept himself, even if he changes day by day.At the beginning, I tried to use solitude to maintain my calmness, but now it seems that it was only an inevitable reaction at that time and place.In the face of optimism, everything becomes irrelevant, and everything is passable.

Yu Wenzhou also recognized the paintbrush in his hand, and admitted that what he painted was just an imitation, and it would certainly not be able to completely reproduce Wang Jiexi's calmness.No longer obsessed with that "truth", finalize the painting.The friends were amazed and proposed to hold a painting exhibition.

"Ask him what he means."

Huang Shaotian looked over with vigilant and sharp eyes: "Are you going again?"

Yu Wenzhou smiled lightly, acquiescing.

It was still the vast highland, and the weeds with tender yellow sprouts appeared when he first set foot on the highland, and when he arrived in Nottingburg, he was already knee-high.

Yu Wenzhou sat on the steps of the wooden stairs, looking at the secret door on the floor.Last summer, it was through this entrance that I saw another world. There was nothing in that world, and there was no need for anything.That was Wang Jiexi's world.

Wang Jiexi pushed open the secret door on the floor at the expected time. He didn't seem to expect that he would see someone when he opened the secret door. He looked up at the visitor with one arm propped on the secret door: "Yu Wenzhou."

"Sir, I'm glad you remember me."

Wang Jiexi walked up step by step and stood still in front of Yu Wenzhou.He is still wearing the linen gown of last summer's style, which compares him to being thinner in Wenzhou's paintings at night in early spring. "If it's decades later, I might not recognize you, but now you're just a little thinner."

Although Wang Jiexi himself didn't mean to be sarcastic, but in the steady tone, you haven't changed, the subtext of how can I not remember is clear.Yu Wenzhou smiled: "After decades, I will recognize you, sir."

Wang Jiexi didn't ask Yu Wenzhou why he came again, but just sat next to him and read the Journal of Natural Science, just like the night before Yu Wenzhou left.

"Sir, I drew some pictures about you."

Wang Jiexi looked up, waiting for him to speak.

"If you agree, an art exhibition will be held."

"Yes." It was expected that Wang Jiexi didn't object, he wasn't even curious about what the painting looked like, and his gaze fell back to his book.This "Journal of Natural Sciences" Wang Jiexi started to read from the second third, and finished it in a short while.He put the book by his feet, hugged Sophia and stroked it.

Yu Wenzhou picked it up and flipped through it. Wang Jiexi folded a few pages in the book and introduced the new discoveries of the Danish physicist Oster.Probably information that Wang Jiexi thought might be useful.An invisible energy that sounds possible, but only possible.If it is a magnetic field or an invisible existence similar to a magnetic field that supplies Wang Jiexi with energy, does it exist universally and uniformly on the earth?If it is uneven, is the intensity generally higher than Wang Jiexi's needs?What is affecting its unevenness, can Wang Jiexi feel this unevenness?How did Wang Jiexi absorb this energy?Does Wang Jiexi really abide by the conservation of energy?Waiting for the question does not necessarily have an answer.

It was early spring, and what had once been just hard slate was now cold and hard.Yu Wenzhou covered his coat and lay on his side with his legs tucked up, trying to induce sleepiness.Wang Jiexi suddenly lifted his coat and got in to hug him.

"gentlemen?"

"I can't feel the temperature, so I didn't make warm facilities, but you will be cold."

Yu Wenzhou couldn't help but laugh.The constant warmth came through the thin flax and silk, Wang Jiexi probably really did not abide by the conservation of energy.

"Sir, what if you'll never find out why, I mean, if it doesn't have an answer in the first place?"

"If it doesn't have an answer, I will have to live and find it." Wang Jiexi once said that he would wait, but Yu Wenzhou thought it was firm.It turned out that he had to wait, but he couldn't kill himself, he couldn't even kill himself and refuse to wait.

Yu Wenzhou turned around and hugged Wang Jiexi back: "Sir, do you want to go to London to see the art exhibition?"

"it is good"

Holding the eternal warmth, his body gradually stretched out.