[full-time master] immortal

I took Su Muqiu back home again.

I am a teacher of a partial subject.Last year, my alma mater, Guangyuan Middle School, did not recruit anyone, so I had no choice but to submit my resume to Yangming Middle School in Pudong.After a rather cruel fight between dragons and tigers, he finally got this position into his pocket.However, Yangming Middle School is located in Pudong after all, and it is a certain distance from my grandfather’s house. In order to commute conveniently, I rented a house near Century Avenue, which is one subway station away from Yangming, and lived alone.

I don't have many friends, and I don't have a boyfriend. No one cares about this place except my grandfather.On the contrary, some warm-hearted ghosts see me, a little girl, living alone in a corner, and always ask for my health.Su Muqiu and I walked out of the elevator, and from a distance we saw a group of Youlan ghosts gathering in the corridor, as if they had been waiting for our arrival.

What they were waiting for was not me, but Su Muqiu.News always spreads very quickly among ghosts, especially for such a big event as Su Muqiu.Even Aunt Yang, who didn't hear anything outside the window, knew that this young man had a chance of survival, so she warmly greeted him.I thought they would persuade Su Muqiu to give up the idea of ​​taking risks, and An An lived as an immortal ghost.However, no.Aunt Yang stretched out her hand and caressed Su Muqiu's hair, as if pitying her child, she kept saying, yes, yes, it's good to be alive.The young man is so young, he must be taught to live well.She stretched out her hand and held her eldest son Ah Suo.Although Ah Suo has been a ghost for a hundred years, he still has the mind when he died at the age of four.Aunt Yang looked up at Su Muqiu, her eyes filled with tears.She said that sometimes, she very much hoped that the children of Ah Suo would have the opportunity to grow up.The reunion here is very good, but the warmth of the world is unparalleled.A group of souls who were familiar with me around Su Muqiu also showed envious expressions.

It turns out that immortal beings are not an enviable thing.They are a group of people whose conclusions have been settled all their lives. Rather than turning into a wisp of blue soul forever, they would rather float in this world of mortals, laugh, cry, love, hate, and use their flesh |The whole body has experienced all these catastrophes.

We said goodbye to the ghosts, opened the door, turned on the lights, kicked off our shoes, took off our scarves, hung up our coats, and I walked in the door as usual.I sat him down on the couch and turned on the TV for him.Our time to go home was just right, it was Dancing Rain's individual competition.Perhaps because of her brother's encouragement, Mucheng's condition was exceptionally good today. She manipulated Muyuchengfeng to blast out cannons one after another, and the TV screen was full of flames all of a sudden, making people overwhelmed.

I watched Mucheng's entire match with Su Muqiu.After Mucheng's victory, Su Muqiu continued to watch the rest of Excellent Era's match, while I went to take a shower.I took a shower, changed into my pajamas, and went to the kitchen to heat up a steamed bun for dinner.Su Muqiu was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, with a cloudy brow.He saw me coming out of the kitchen eating a steamed bun, and his eyes fell on my coral fleece pajamas first: "Are you... a pig?"

"It's a fox! A little pink fox!" I was furious, this is my favorite pajamas, I put it on specially!Unexpectedly, not only did he not get approval, but he was also recognized as a pig? "Her name is Linna Belle, and she's very popular now!" In order to prove that my pajamas are a fox, I specially lifted the fox head hoodie on the back and put it on my head.

He showed another expression of "respect for diversity of interests", turned his head and continued to watch the game.The atmosphere that had been invigorated just now because of Linna Belle turned gloomy again in an instant.

"It seems that the other members of Excellent Era didn't fight well." I sat down beside him, took off my hat, finished eating the steamed buns, and imitated him and crossed my legs.

"It's not just bad, it's really bad." Su Muqiu said, reaching out to rub his temples in great pain.

"In our business, we often talk about karma, good cause and good fate, and good deeds and good results. Since Excellent Era has done so many evil things to Ye Xiu, it will naturally get such a result." On the surface, they were referring to Ye Xiu's expulsion, but secretly they were also comforting Su Muqiu.He was such a good person, he didn't deserve this life.Time is too late, otherwise everything will change.

This match ended in Excellent Era's disastrous defeat.On the team's overall leaderboard, Excellent Era dropped a few places again. This once dynastic team is now on the brink of danger.When I think back to Excellent Era's glory and prosperity a few years ago, I can't help feeling a sense of melancholy "seeing him building a tall building, seeing him entertaining guests, seeing his building collapse".

"Look at other game videos?" I pointed to my laptop on the coffee table.

Unexpectedly, he shook his head slowly at me.I was a little surprised, I thought he would never refuse glory.

We fell into a slight silence for a moment.This seems to be an ordinary Saturday night, but for Su Muqiu, it may be the last night of his life.

Even though I myself have become a teacher of teaching and educating people, no one has ever taught me - what to do and what to say on the last night of the life of a loved one so that everything that is about to be lost is not so regretful .

While we were silent, my phone buzzed.My heart stopped, and I hurriedly clicked on it. It was a WeChat message from my grandfather.Grandpa, like every old man, always uses the handwriting input method to write down a long paragraph extremely slowly and carefully.This may be a long-standing habit left by the SMS era. It seems that as long as you save enough words, the SMS fee of this dime is not a waste.Fortunately, what grandpa brought was not the news of Lao Yu's arrival.He just wrote a short composition to comfort, persuade and enlighten me.Although my grandfather usually speaks a lot of Shanghainese and can't speak a few qualified Mandarin, but when he writes it, it becomes an elegant and upright article.

"Xi Hua: Grandpa believes that you also understand that everything we do now is a desperate gamble. No matter how successful or unsuccessful, no one can make a conclusion in advance. I know you want Xiao Su to survive, and you and I Aunt Su? But you have to hope for the best and plan for the worst. Even if everything goes wrong, you can’t disobey God’s will. You can only take it as a lesson from God: accept Remaining hatred, free from coquettish anger, and make a new one, change your love, stop loving the passing water, turn back from the sea of ​​bitterness, and realize the orchid cause early."

What a "Suolin Bag", what a lesson from God.

I opened the phone keyboard, typed a few words, but silently deleted them, leaving only the sentence "Got it", which was a response to my grandfather's painstaking admonition.

"Is it news from Grandpa Gu?" Su Muqiu asked me.

"No, it's just some notifications from the school." I put down my phone and smiled at him.

"Do you still have to go to work the day after tomorrow? You have spent a lot of time with me these two days, do you want to...prepare a class, or something like that." I don't know if it was my illusion, but at this moment Su Muqiu actually showed something. An anxious expression.This makes me sad.

I shook my head abruptly.On this last night, he actually wanted me to waste my time preparing lessons in a whimsical way.

"I'll prepare the class tomorrow, let's watch a movie together." I suggested, but Su Muqiu didn't object.

So, I picked up the TV remote and switched to the movie-on-demand channels.I didn't pay to become a member, so the movies I can watch for free are really limited. Just when I was thinking of giving up the TV and using the computer directly, Su Muqiu clicked a free movie on the screen.

"If There Is Love", an old Hong Kong movie from 1990.

I thought of the night after night we spent in the old house on Wushan Road—at that time, Ye Xiu hadn’t joined us.When Mucheng and I go home every afternoon, we will stop for a while in front of the tricycle selling pirated CDs at the door. If there is a movie or TV series we like, we will spend the next five yuan and ten yuan to buy it.Su Muqiu sometimes complains that we are wasting money. If there are movies you want to watch, you can just download them from the Internet. Why give money to others for nothing.Even so, I still like to spend money on discs.I think the internet speed at home is too slow, and the computer's storage is also very limited. What's more, I once downloaded a virus from the Internet, and in the end I had to ask Su Muqiu to reinstall the system, which caused a lot of unnecessary trouble.At the same time, I also like to rummage through my favorite discs in front of the tricycle with Mucheng, which is like a gold panning treasure hunt.Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Su Muqiu had no choice but to join us with a sigh.In front of Su Muqiu’s poorly configured computer that had been infected with a virus and reinstalled the system, we held potato chips and soda, and spent many wonderful times accompanied by light and shadow.Because Mucheng likes it, we watched Disney, Pixar and DreamWorks animations the most at the beginning.After a few years, Mucheng grew up a bit, and began to drag me to watch Korean dramas and Taiwan puppets.Su Muqiu didn't quite approve of Mucheng watching these romances, but at that time he met Ye Xiu, and the two of them often stayed in the Internet cafe until late at night, so they had no time to participate in our movie watching sessions.

We really don't watch many old Hong Kong movies. If we insist, only Stephen Chow is favored.As for Su Muqiu's "If there is love in the sky", I have never seen it.

This familiar title made me smile knowingly.Maybe he remembered my glory ID, but what I recalled were far more distant things——summer night, moonlight, orphanage, water moon cave, a meeting at midnight, a faraway place mixed with sizzle noise singing.

I turned the light to the dimmest, sat on the sofa with Su Muqiu cross-legged, and started the movie.This scene reminds me of Zhang Ailing again. In "Little Reunion", Yanshan and Jiuli are sitting on the imitation stone steps at the door in the middle of the night, like teenagers with nowhere to go.Jiuli said to Yanshan that we should be called "two little ones".Yanshan smiled, ah, childhood sweetheart.

I have never liked this book very much, and Yan Shan is not the leading actor, but I always remember this scene - a man and a woman who are nearly [-] years old, sitting on the steps of the door like teenagers, It's like a childhood sweetheart.

I suddenly had a little something close to narcissistic pride.I think that Su Muqiu and I can be regarded as true childhood sweethearts.

Remote control click to play.The brilliance of the screen sank, there was a brief moment of darkness, and then the music sounded, and every beat seemed to hit my heart.It was an extremely familiar song, "Dream Chaser".

I sat next to Su Muqiu, humming softly to the melody.However, there is no Feng Feifei's singing in the movie.Under the blue night, the unbelievably young Andy Lau was wearing a red helmet and riding on a racing motorcycle.The story takes place in Hong Kong in the late 80s and early 90s of last century. The prosperity is really prosperous, but this prosperity brings with it a little bit of desperation.The movie is full of shattered glass, splashing blood and shocking gunshots, and the rolling engine of the motorcycle crushed the barren youth.

Jojo played by Wu Qianlian is the only bright color in this doomsday carnival.I was surprised to find that Wu Qianlian, who debuted in the film industry at that time, was completely different from her in the future. In my impression, she was beautiful, but she belonged to the beauty of mature women, a kind of beauty that is always charming .However, in this movie, she is a small white flower fluttering in the wind, with indescribable beauty.Her pair of single eyelids made me feel even more cordial.It turns out that even a woman like me can be beautiful and worthy of love.

There are too many details in the movie that make Su Muqiu and I smile knowingly.Huadi's desolate life experience is exactly the same as ours. Jojo lit birthday candles on the steps and asked Huadi when his birthday was. Huadi shook his head and said he didn't know, so Jojo smiled brightly and said, well, you and I have a birthday together.So, the two faced each other and blew out the candles together.

I laughed and thought of my birthday on October 1996, 10 in my account book.This is a string of codes that only my grandfather and I know, and even Su Muqiu has not had a chance to know it yet.In the past, I was too shy, and I didn't want him to see this string of numbers, and I didn't want him to know the silent confession that I have been with me for so many years.It suddenly occurred to me that for so many years, we have never spent our birthday together.Back in the orphanage, everyone celebrated their birthdays on the same day. At best, we sat at a table on a day that didn't belong to us, sharing a simple and scribbled mouse-shaped cake with a group of 21-year-old children. .Later, I was adopted, and Mu Qiu and Mu Orange escaped from birth, but we only saw each other in two seasons of the year. I have never seen him in autumn, nor have I accompanied him in a golden autumn season to blow out that it belongs to us Candles for two.

The tone of the whole film is melancholy, and my heart seems to be pulled by an invisible thin thread, and I can't live in peace.Every few minutes, I would quietly check my phone to see if my grandpa had sent me a message.Lao Yu's night flight is like the countdown to Su Muqiu and I - when his late flight lands at the airport, everything will be irreversible.

Of course I hope that Su Muqiu can be rescued, but at the same time, I am also greedy for the time that belongs to me and him alone, and hope that he can stay by my side longer, longer.

At the end of the film, Grandpa's phone never rang.Huadi and Jojo embraced each other, as if they were desperately flying under the night sky.Huadi smashed the glass window of the bridal shop and presented Jojo with a beautiful white wedding dress.They stopped in front of the church and kissed. Huadi raised his head and said to Jojo, what kind of future do you want, you should ask God to give it to us. Jojo agreed with a smile.When the devout girl knelt down before God and prayed for their love and future, Huadi started the motorcycle without hesitation, left the girl behind, and embarked on the end of the rivers and lakes that would never turn back.

The finale of the story sounded, and Huadi, who had been stabbed several times in the fight, fell in a pool of blood, lying dead on the street, separated forever; while Jojo, wearing a white wedding dress, stumbled and ran all the way in the twilight of dawn, With tears she was looking for her lost lover.She kept falling and getting up again and again, and the road under her feet was endlessly long.

I suddenly felt like Jojo.Knowing that he is a person with no future, but still crying, running and shouting, wanting to reach out and grab him, and finally let himself be scarred and bloody.

——but no regrets.

A mournful song echoed in the light of dawn.We watched the Cantonese version of the movie, so we also listened to the song "If there is love in the sky" sung by Yuan Fengying for the first time.Maybe it’s because I’m feeling the situation, but I actually feel that the Cantonese lyrics are very suitable for my current thoughts. It seems that the thousands of words I want to tell Su Muqiu have been put into the songs by the prophet-like lyrics writers.

If he can’t be with you in this life, then no matter how helpless life is, the voice of love in his heart has been told in the past, just like people in the past who hope to regain everything that day The fire is always high, youth, please come back and stay with me for a while Even though I am a gifted person, I can't spy on the ruler of all things in this world.I just vaguely know that above all these orders, there is an unpredictable and mysterious power, either named "Heaven", or honored as "Emperor".Grandpa and I are just the chosen ones who got this mysterious power by chance.We drift between the fuzzy boundaries of life and death, delivering messages from the abyss like extraditionists.

When he first met me, my grandfather taught me that God's will cannot be violated.The "God" is willing to share the mysterious power with us, but he may take it back at any time and punish those of us who abuse it.All we can do is to be obedient citizens, pray to God devoutly, and willingly accept all the fair or abnormal arrangements in the dark.

but.

God the fuck.

Fuck Huu Lian Passing Water, Fuck Kuhai Turning Back, Fuck Zao Wu Lanyin.

I want Su Muqiu to live, even if it goes against the sky, even if it is Lan Yinxuuo after all.

The picture of the movie finally dimmed.I turned my head and met Su Muqiu's eyes.

Perhaps it was my delusion, but in his pair of clear eyes that belonged to a teenager, there were faint tears.

"Xiao Qing." "Mu Qiu."

My phone buzzed inappropriately as we whispered each other's names in unison.My heart sank suddenly, and there seemed to be an evening bell ringing sadly in my ears, announcing the end.

It's Grandpa calling.He said, Lao Yu was picked up, and now they have driven to my downstairs, it is time to take Su Muqiu downstairs.

He didn't call me the first time he received Lao Yu, probably because he knew that this night was too precious to me and Su Muqiu, and we couldn't tolerate other people's nagging every second.It's just that life is rarely a happy gathering, but there are many separations.Everything will end after all, and everything will be judged.

I put down my phone and looked at Su Muqiu again.There is desolation in the eyes of each of us, leaving only a ruined well.

"What were you going to tell me just now?" I asked him.

He hesitated for a moment, then shook his head gently: "Nothing."

You lie to me.The fog in his heart thickened again.

I didn't force him to speak, and I didn't bring up what I said just now.I got up from the sofa and went to the bedroom to change into casual clothes for going out.When I was picking up the hair rope in front of the dressing table, I suddenly thought of the rusty cherry hairpin again, as if I accidentally remembered an old friend in the old days.I reached out, found the hairpin in the deepest part of the drawer, and carefully pinned it to my bangs.

This is the beginning of everything and the end of everything.

When I walked out of the room, Su Muqiu looked up and saw the hairpin on my bangs, and was stupefied for a moment.I was embarrassed and my face was hot.This hairpin with red rust may look cute on a ten-year-old girl, but it is definitely not suitable for a 26-year-old young woman.I reached out with some hesitation, trying to take off the hairpin.

"Don't pick it." He was the one who stopped me.I looked up at him in surprise, and he was the same as me, his cheeks were slightly flushed, "It's pretty good."

Suddenly a softness and brightness surged in my heart.

Wear a mask, wear shoes, check keys.I put my hand on the doorknob, about to unscrew the door.

"Xiaoqing."

I relaxed my movements and looked back at him.Su Muqiu stood there quietly, with a faint blue light all over her body.

"Set up the formation for a while...can you not come in?" There was a little embarrassment and embarrassment on his face.

I smiled lightly and said, "I know, if you want to take off your clothes, you're shy, so I'll wait for you outside."

He nodded.But, I know, that's not what he really wanted to say.His thousands of words, his vaguely visible thoughts behind the mist, Gu Ying wandered in melancholy, hiding in the deep sea where he hesitated to speak.

"Xiaoqing, I have never asked you... If I can come back, then..."

The rest of the words were blown away in the cold winter evening wind.

However, my heart is clear.I smiled at him, relieved, as if the mist on the glass window had finally been wiped away, and everything was as clear and clear as I first saw.

I saw, on the other side of the glass window, Gu Xihua's boyish short hair shaking, his small single eyelid eyes bent into a pair of beautiful crescents with a smile.Wearing a white hooded raincoat, she ran away through the drizzle, like a little wild flower blooming on a rainy day.Gu Xihua's figure became smaller and smaller, and he became 12 years old, then ten years old, and then seven years old when he first met Su Muqiu.Finally, Dang Qing, the little girl from 2003 who had not yet become Gu Xihua, was immersed in the golden sunset and stopped in her tracks.

She turned her head and saw that I was still hesitating at the age of 26. She smiled and raised her hands like trumpets, and asked me loudly: Hey—Gu Xihua—why didn't you follow——

I smiled at her, strode forward to catch up with her, and finally became the woman in my dream who stood side by side with him.

she is me.Of course she is me.She can only be me.

"Okay." I closed my eyes, not looking at him, "I'll wait for you to come back...you must come back."

The last memory is that Su Muqiu and I sat side by side in the back seat of my grandfather’s Audi car, like a pair of teenage children who have no guess at each other.Grandpa's car stereo played a quiet song, and the deep male voice flowed slowly in the quiet night. Faceup, leave it toluck. Watch as they fall to the sea. Tonight, we will become part of them moon.

I leaned my head on the car window, watching a slender crescent moon in the distance gently shed silver light, and countless ghosts weeping and passing by my eyes.This mundane world where all love is evil and everyone is wronged... is so nostalgic.

I closed my eyes, imagining that Su Muqiu and I were like Huadi and Jojo in the movie, embracing each other and speeding desperately in the dark night of Hong Kong.Tomorrow and the future are far away, he is a man at the end of the road, but I am still willing to wear a white wedding dress, stumble towards the end of the world at dawn and shout his name loudly.

The moment I closed my eyes, I fell into dreamland.In the dream, I went back to the area where the heavy snow was flying, and the wind wrapped in snow and graupel rushed towards my face.The green hills and white heads are like youth and old age.I saw him in the vast whiteness, so I ran to him.

He is my youth without regrets, he is my eternal love.

I want to be his guide between life and death, and I want to push open the only door of life together with him.

We will leave this cold snow field, we will return to the world of mortals, and we will regain the eternal life of a hundred years.

At the end of the dream, I saw with my own eyes, an immortal light gushing out from a piece of white snow.

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The author has something to say: 1. I am very nervous, will Mickey Mouse's legal department come to trouble me for that pajamas (dog head)

2. Although many elderly people around me can't speak a dialect or Mandarin clearly, they can write articles with elegance.

3. The "two little girls" of Jiuli and Yanshan mentioned in the article is my favorite part in "Little Reunion" (cry)

4. Whether it is the lyrics of "Dream Chaser" in Mandarin or "If There is Love in Cantonese", I think they are very suitable for this article!

5. This is the last Chapter 2, and the next chapter is the end of the text! (There should be at least five fanwai orz currently under construction for two and a half!)

6. Recently, I was dying to write a thesis... and our school had a close relationship two days ago and was closed, which caused me to miss a free seafood meal at my work unit, and I burst into tears.