A collection of short stories about Qingshan as snow and yellow

. "Huang Shaotian said, "But speaking of this, do you have any particularly impressive memories?Come on, let's exchange information once in a while. "

"You didn't reveal anything to me just now." Yu Wenzhou pointed out.

Huang Shaotian: "If you think too much about logic, then..."

"Okay, okay." Yu Wenzhou surrendered, "Let me think about it."

He turned his head and glanced at the other party, Huang Shaotian was leaning on his shoulder, squinting his eyes to study the starry sky, trying to find some outlines from the star book in the sky full of stars.He obviously didn't mean to ask this question seriously.

Yu Wenzhou thought about it seriously.Does he have any particularly memorable memories?

His first thought was the little house in the suburbs, where they spent many warm nights, reading books and drinking tea in silence, or talking and debating without a break; then he thought of their travels Just like this time, they traveled all over the famous mountains and rivers in the limited time together; besides, there are every corner of the city, they often give each other a surprise, Temporarily escape from the complicated daily life and rediscover the romance of leisure time; there is also the last sight separated by time when they bid farewell...

I am grateful for every moment I spend with you.

Yu Wenzhou said: "I can't think of it, forget about this topic."

"I was thinking, after many years, will I still think of this day." Huang Shaotian said lazily, and Yu Wenzhou suspected that he had forgotten the question just now, "Will you also remember... When did you meet the younger me?"

"Unlike ordinary people," Yu Wenzhou said, "the most valuable thing I can carry is memory."

"I will remember you too." Huang Shaotian laughed, "I promised you this long ago. Is this important to you? It is the same to me. You have to understand that sometimes I am not so safe feel."

Yu Wenzhou wanted to say something, but was stopped gently by the other party.

"Listen to me," Huang Shaotian said, "I don't know if I will have the chance to say that in the future. I will continue to meet you in the future, and you who no longer remember these things. Sometimes I worry that if you forget us What should I do with everything in between, how can I convince you that we are together... Does this sound a bit stupid, I actually want to convince a time traveler to believe in something unscientific."

"I'm sorry," Yu Wenzhou said softly, "but I think you've done well enough."

"Don't apologize, I like it like this." Huang Shaotian tilted his head, "Although I'm worried, I'm also quite happy. I'm an ordinary person, but after meeting you, my life is full of unbelievable things, isn't it a profit. "

"This inconceivableness is the curse of time." Yu Wenzhou said, "I don't know how to overcome it, and there is nothing I can do about it, so everything is the result of a compromise."

"That's not the case." Huang Shaotian sat up straight, "You hate time because it messes up your life, but it's also time that we meet."

"I don't want to thank it." Yu Wenzhou shrugged, "A man once told me that people who are destined to meet will eventually be connected together. What does this have to do with time?"

"I think the theory of fate is even more nonsense." Huang Shaotian said, "But then again, with this state between us, is there anything more nonsense in the world?"

"Probably not." Yu Wenzhou said, "We won."

Huang Shaotian nodded: "Yes, we won."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

"Let's do this," Huang Shaotian said, "Let's make an agreement."

Yu Wenzhou asked, "What agreement?"

"I think about it sometimes." Huang Shaotian said, "I'm moving forward into the future, you keep jumping back to the past, we will each have a moment and realize that this is the last time we see each other, but the other person Don’t know, right? I mean, at that time, the older people will realize that the other person hasn’t seen them before, and then they know, this is the last time.”

"That's right." Yu Wenzhou nodded.

"And at that moment," Huang Shaotian said slowly, "we all know it well now. We know our first meeting and the last time we will see each other. So let's make a promise, at that moment, don't say anything, okay?" good?"

Yu Wenzhou repeated: "Don't say anything?"

"Just don't talk about these things. The matter of time, the future, and our affairs." Huang Shaotian coughed lightly, "Just treat it as an ordinary encounter."

"I promise you." Yu Wenzhou reached out and patted him lightly, "That's the deal."

They lay down on the spread coats, and in front of them was the vast and bright starry sky.

"I might have to leave," Yu Wenzhou said.

Huang Shaotian nodded: "It's getting late, it's time to go home."

"No," Yu Wenzhou said, "I mean, I'm leaving this time and space soon."

"Can you feel it?" Huang Shaotian asked in surprise, "The hero in "The Time Traveler's Wife" was randomly thrown to various time points. I thought you were the same."

"Finally, there is a little regularity." Yu Wenzhou smiled helplessly, "After all, part of this is due to man-made reasons, and it can be regarded as luck among misfortunes."

"So how do you feel now?" Huang Shaotian looked at him a little nervously, "I feel like I'm going to disappear? Or do you have a stomachache or a fever?"

"It's not that exaggerated." Yu Wenzhou shook his head, "It's just that if I disappear in front of you later, I hope you won't be too surprised."

He looked around with the little strength left, and saw that there was no one around, so he let himself be immersed in that strange feeling.Everything around him began to disappear, and time fluctuations came from the past, gently tugging at the corner of his clothes.

At the moment when his consciousness was blurred, he saw Huang Shaotian rummaging for something in the pocket of his coat.

【To Yu Wenzhou,...】

Huang Shaotian looked at his first line, he hadn't used a real pen to write for a long time, no matter how he looked at these words, he was not satisfied.

At the same time, on the train heading for his city, Yu Wenzhou also spread out his notebook and began to write the first line: [Shaotian...]

【Today I decided to write this letter to you. There is no other reason, but I think there are some things that can only be expressed clearly in this way. 】Huang Shaotian wrote stroke by stroke,【But I feel that the handwriting is a bit bad, I haven't written it for a long time, I will copy it again later.Cross out this sentence. 】

[After thinking about it again and again, I decided to write you a letter. 】Yu Wenzhou held down the paper, 【I won't hand it over to you right now, actually I don't know when is the right time.Sometimes I wonder if there is any point in writing such a letter, and in the forward flow of time, is it even possible that you ever saw it. 】

[My life was originally supposed to be a normal, ordinary person's life. 】Huang Shaotian bit the tip of his pen and thought for a while, 【I mean, even if you become an enviable existence in the eyes of others, achieve success, reach the pinnacle of life, and become a winner in the game of society, there is still no difference in essence.But I met you, and since that day, my life has been out of routine.What could be more incredible than that I met a time traveler and he knew me? 】

[I am a time traveler.While having this identity is not voluntary, and I once considered it a curse of misfortune, it turns out that time brings good things too. 】Yu Wenzhou paused, 【During the time reversal, I originally thought that nothing would stay, but I met you. 】

[In the beginning, you were my teacher and elder. 】Huang Shaotian scribbled down, 【And every time you reappear, you are younger than before. You don't remember what happened between us, but you know the distant future.We become friends, then lovers.I don't want to talk about our past experiences, I hope you can experience them yourself, because that is your future.But no matter what you do, everything that should happen will happen anyway. 】

[When I first met you, you were a gentle and wise elder who seemed to have many secrets. 】Yu Wenzhou wrote and wrote, smiling unconsciously,【I feel something connects us together.Every time I go back to the past, I will meet you through some kind of opportunity, and then I will try my best to find you and go to your side.It's hard to imagine the shock in my heart when you revealed that we were so close: I thought it was a miracle, an almost impossible fantasy, that after such a trick of time, I could still Own something that lasts forever. 】

【Even the most crazy and passionate lovers cannot experience everything we face. 】Huang Shaotian continued to write, 【Imagine that your lover knows everything about your future, and every moment you spend together now is fulfilling the fate that has been designed in the long river of time. This is really wonderful and terrifying.Sometimes I wonder, can we change these scripts, can we overthrow all this stuff in front of us?But even this idea seems to be expected by the great being of time.So I gave up these worries and concentrated on experiencing the miracle you brought me, and when I stopped thinking about theory and logic, I also saw my own heart clearly. 】

[I have experienced every time you are getting younger and younger. 】The train has just exited a section of the tunnel, and the sky and the vast scenery of the wilderness suddenly hit our faces.Yu Wenzhou picked up his pen again, 【You understand me and trust me, you have given me endless hope and courage.I realized that we are all inseparable in the past and the future, that in reversed time, fate becomes a closed loop. 】

【You taught me a lot.You are so cautious in every move. As I grow older, I can feel more and more that you are suppressing some of my emotions. 】Huang Shaotian smiled while writing, 【When I realized that I fell in love with you, I had a fear of the future. Can I really hold on to this relationship?If the answer is yes, then why have you never brought it up?Then one day I thought, if it was me in the future and I met you who are not familiar with me, what would I do... If you really need encouragement and hope, I might tell you that we used to be very good friends .I will wait for your time to pass, wait for you to go to the past, and wait for this love to come naturally.At that time, I understood that in my future and your past, in a certain period of time when we were with each other, we must have loved each other without reservation. 】

[So sometimes I feel that I am still defeated by time.It made me meet you, and I can stop hating it for that. 】Yu Wenzhou wrote,【I no longer worry about the inevitable cause and effect, I only obey my own will, live hard, explore unremittingly, and fall in love with you.Before you, we are completely equal, we both know each other's future, know our own past, and even so, we still stay with each other. 】

[Between us, memory is equal. 】Huang Shaotian turned the letter paper to the back, 【In my direction, the memories belonging to me are gradually increasing, while the memories belonging to you are decreasing day by day.For you who go against the direction of time, it must be the same feeling.I think I took responsibility for both of you in this relationship, and every time I look back, I know you're going to have a similar time. 】

[One day, we will completely pass each other on the axis of time. 】Yu Wenzhou wrote slowly,【When we stand at the ends of the years and look back, we are no longer young, and we will never see each other again.At that time, facing you who didn't know what was going to happen in the future, I probably couldn't say anything.I want to say thank you for being on my journey.There is no beginning and no end, and this is the miracle I was destined for. 】

[One day in the future, maybe I will meet you for the last time, and all traces of you will disappear in this time and space.But these years we spent together will stay with me until the end of my life. 】Huang Shaotian flicked the nib of the pen, 【Although I don't tell you you know it, but thank you for walking this life with me.If there is any miracle in the world, it must be the destiny that guides our encounter. 】

【I love you. 】

【I love you. 】

The two people who were thousands of miles apart put down their pens at the same time.The rain just stopped in the city, the birds are jumping on the treetops, the train is passing through the fields, and the riverside is full of flowers.

Huang Shaotian took out a piece of folded paper from his coat.The piece of paper looked like it had been carried around for a long time, with some irregular creases and a slightly yellowish color.

What's this?Yu Wenzhou wanted to ask, but he couldn't make a sound.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to take the piece of paper, but in the end he couldn't.His fingertips slipped through the thin paper, unable to grasp anything.

Huang Shaotian was saying something, but his ears were filled with the roaring tide of time, and he couldn't hear anything clearly.At that moment, Yu Wenzhou had a strong feeling for some reason, as if this scene was very important to him, extremely precious; he wanted to take another look, one more look...

In the fading field of vision, the man smiled at him.

It is a summer evening.

The riverside park has a wide lawn, many blue swing sets, carousel horses and small fountains, which will be demolished in many years to make a new high street, but people don't know about it at this time.Children ran up and down the steps on the river bank, blowing soap bubbles out of plastic bottles, slippers clattered on the wet stone pavement, and the air was filled with the sweet smell of cotton candy.

Yu Wenzhou sat on a bench by the river, watching the setting sun spread across the water.It happened that a ball rolled over and stopped at his feet, and he bent down to pick it up.

"Hey, thanks!" A little boy came running panting, "I thought it was going to roll into the river."

"Is this your ball?" Yu Wenzhou asked.

"Yes." The boy took it and sat on the bench with the ball in his arms. "I'm exhausted, I need to regain my strength. The weather forecast says it will rain at night, isn't it completely unexpected?"

Yu Wenzhou raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky: "It might be."

"Uncle, what are you doing here?" the boy asked curiously, "I see that many people are holding drawing boards, but I don't think you are drawing here."

"I'm waiting for someone." Yu Wenzhou said with a smile.

"Ah?" The boy was puzzled, "Who are you waiting for? Have you waited?"

"A person who doesn't know me." Yu Wenzhou said, "I've already waited."

"I don't know you yet..." the boy rolled his eyes and said old-fashionedly, "Why does it feel unreliable. It's a bit cold by the river, don't sit for too long."

Yu Wenzhou was amused by him.The two sat quietly for a while, the wind from the river ruffling their hair.Then the boy jumped off the bench: "I have to find my friends, and I have to compete with them later! Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Yu Wenzhou said to him, "I wish you good luck."

The boy skipped away.His small figure slipped into the crowd, and soon he was nowhere to be seen.

Yu Wenzhou took out a folded piece of paper from his coat pocket, thought about it, and put it back.Twilight is approaching, the last radiance of dusk is fading, and only the gray gleam of roses remains in the sky.He recalled decades ago and decades later, someone was sitting on the same bench, facing a similar sunset.He already knew everything by then.He didn't know anything about it then.

It was the last time they saw each other for the first time.It hadn't even begun when they said goodbye.

And some encounters have been arranged in the future, and some memories have filled all the past.Everything seems to be predestined, and they wrote their own scripts by themselves.The story of hope and love will be staged as scheduled, and the lingering sound of longing will eventually be silenced.Only the loop of time is still turning, and there are eternal years of their company with each other.

Along the river in the setting sun, he walked slowly into the distance.He is still a traveler in time, and he is never alone.

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