Earth Sonata

"There was once a child who saw clouds floating in the sky. He asked his mother, "The clouds are so beautiful, like cotton candy. They are very sweet and soft." The mother said:

'Boy, that's fake, they're not loose, they're not soft, they're not cotton candy. '

' I'm just saying it's like. '

'Like is not real, if it is not real, then there is no meaning of existence, don't worry about it. '

'But......'

'Fake, fake...'"

My mother's expression suddenly changed. The clouds in the sky are beautiful, but they are not cotton candy, and they are not even clouds, because they are just data simulated by the program and are fake.

It has no meaning of existence.

She sighed, and walked on with the child, who said nothing.

At the door of a dilapidated small shop, there is a statue of Jesus hanging:

"God loves the world."

"Does God love the world?" the child asked cautiously.

"God doesn't exist."

"Don't they have a purpose?"

"Yes, they are the sustenance of human hearts."

"But they don't exist."

"They don't exist in this material world. They are the gods of the spiritual world. They can create paradise in the human spirit. He looks at the world, but he never intervenes in the affairs of the world."

"Then why does he matter?"

"Because people still believe in them, human beings are immortal, and neither are gods."

"Everything is up to people..."

The mother fell down after speaking, the child didn't know what to do, a group of people dragged him away from the mother, the child cried, a gunshot fired, another life ended.

Yu Muyu closed the book. Ling Yun told a group of children with congenital diseases. He told some stories. The children couldn't understand them very well, but they all remembered them. Some of these stories were destroyed, some were forgotten, and some is retained.And the group of children slept forever under the plateau.

These people are called "betrayers".

Swearing to die, he followed Ling Yun, desperately reached the ground, and died a tragic death.There are several pictures of human remains at the end of the story. Yu Muyu was taken away just as he was about to read the book carefully. It was his theory teacher. There was some anger between his brows:

"What are you doing? Why are you still reading banned books? Who gave it to you?"

He bought it on the black market, he said:

"Sorry, I don't know."

The teacher sighed "Don't..."

"I don't know why it's banned."

"What?" The teacher felt a little hot in his head for a moment:

"Of course it's a banned book! This is Ling Yun's demagogic book!"

"But if this book is useless, how can it confuse people?"

"You..." The teacher was so angry that he tore up the book, slapping the table and grabbing his collar, ignoring the other people around him, almost screaming at the top of his lungs:

"Because of these stories, how many people are willing to go to the ground to die! What? Do you want to be a traitor too?"

"Do not."

"go out!"

Yu Muyu walked out, feeling relieved that the story did not spread any sensitive remarks, it was really just a short story.

As for why he said that suddenly, it was naturally because the person before him wrote something about Ling Yun that he knew on the blackboard. People in the same situation as him have all passed away. He said that he also knew a person named "Ling Yun". She didn't reveal her real name, but let others call her Ling Yun. She was a strange person.

They are like ghosts.

But Yu Muyu didn't believe it—how could there be such a thing as a ghost?

Unrealistic.

After a few classes, he was called in for questioning, and the director of the Discipline Department came to ask in person, but because he looked very unreliable in appearance and speech, Yu Muyu didn't feel any pressure at all.

"Tsk, you still read banned books? Song Yige doesn't care about you?"

"Why does he care about me?"

"Aren't you his kid?"

"Who said that! It's just, just a temporary guardian!"

"almost."

"..."

"So why did you come to my place?"

"Didn't you call me here?"

"I'm free, me? Your teacher sent it, what's the big deal. He's too sensitive, it's okay." Yu Muyu didn't have anything to say, just said softly:

"Thank you."

"Hmm, I read it anyway." He rummaged through his drawer, and unexpectedly took out an identical book:

"Is this the book? I've given it to you. Don't tell Song Yige that I gave it to you."

"Ah?" Yu Muyu was a little dazed, but Feng Yuhua smiled instead, sitting dawdly:

"I printed it, I sold it."

"you are not......"

"A law enforcement officer? What's the matter? Anyway, I'm not the law enforcement department to fight and kill, and the management is not as strict as theirs. Do you think Ling Yun's words are right, in fact, I think so too."

"But these are just 'we think'. Her thoughts are too radical to be suitable for this era, but it is because of her excellence that we fear high-level people. Human beings can't stand the toss. We can only Prohibition, people are dying every day now, this is a fact we cannot change."

"Since we can't change it, we don't have to think about changing it. If we believe in it, we can just bury it in our hearts. There is no need to engage in unnecessary struggle."

When it came to the end, he was a little serious: "Now everyone is walking on a strand of hair, not only worrying about whether they will fall, but also whether the strand of hair will break. But in the final analysis, they are concerned about whether they will Death. Although it is a bit cowardly, it is not only great to sacrifice, but only to live can there be hope to change."

Yu Muyu seems to understand but doesn't understand, not because the truth is so profound, but like many people, she dare not accept it.

Afraid of being seen through, he was restless under speculative gazes.

"Take it away, don't be seen by others. But don't get caught in the future, maybe Song Yige will find out someday, and he will still scold me at that time."

"Oh, good. Thank you." Yu Muyu returned to his thoughts and left in a hurry. Feng Yuhua watched him go away, suddenly smiled, and smiled at a camera in the corner:

"Personnel No. 27 of the 'Whale Fall Project' behaved normally and met all indicators." At this time, a message came from the phone:

"Continue to monitor."

"Sure enough, he looks very much like Ling Yun." Feng Yuhua smiled, leaning on the back of the chair:

"It's a pity. Song Yige doesn't know."

The questions on the blackboard began to become strange. After countless conversations, an English paragraph appeared on the blackboard——Ibeliveyou.

What is he believing?

The font of this line of characters has become inexplicably mature, it doesn't look like it was written by the same person. When everyone was wondering what he was believing, Yu Muyu was thinking, who is he believing?

The you here refers to you, or you?

Why suddenly in English?

Why is this note so familiar?

Yu Muyu thought of that person again, and after Yu Muyu returned to the class, Zhou Yang asked:

"what happened to you?"

"fine."

"Not punished?"

"No."

"That's good." Zhou Yang was still smiling. It was difficult for Yu Muyu to connect the group of people here with some ruthless law enforcement officers he had seen. Moreover, there are so many people in the class, why are there so few formal ones.

Is it just because he failed the test?

"Today is your birthday, I have prepared a gift for you!"

"Birthday?"

"I remember your birthday is September 9."

"It's not my birthday."

"That's okay, just a small gift." Zhou Yang stuffed a book into his schoolbag:

"I bought Ling Yun's poetry collection you mentioned earlier."

"thanks....."

Yu Muyu didn't feel anything, but somehow felt a little stuck in his heart today. When school was over, he turned on his phone and found that Song Yige had also sent him a message:

"Happy birthday."

"how do you know?"

"Why don't I know?"

"..."

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Another chapter on National Day, the return of missing persons.