Ode to

November [-], [-]

After five years, the mural of Buddha was finally completed. When the mural was completed, the Great Lama was reincarnated. I was entrusted by his deathbed to burn his body and return the relic to the temple.

My time is running out, and it is inevitable that someone will destroy these murals. I also know that my wife and I may have no hope of returning to the Zhang family in this life. I will use the bronze main branch as a medium for ten years. If you love someone deeply, you must be someone you can entrust.

The diary ends here.

"Ruiyi? Zhang Ruiyi?" Zhang Zhan thought of the man who saved Zhang Qiling in the ancient tomb of Sizhou.

"Brother, he is..." Your father?

Zhang Zhan kept the second half of the sentence. It has been more than forty years since the incident, and there are only two people left in the Zhang family, and there is no way to know Zhang Qiling's life experience back then.

But in terms of time, the age, the time when the baby was brought back to the Zhang family, and the entrusted person, Zhang Ruiyi, all matched.

If it was ten years ago, Zhang Qiling might have been touched because he found out about his life experience.But the ten years of losing Zhang Zhan made him understand that there is nothing more important than Zhang Zhan.

For nearly 40 years, he has always been a person who lacks family affection, and almost no one in the Zhang family can be called his relatives.

The appearance of Zhang Zhan at that time made up for all his longing for family affection, and even became his beloved person many years later.

"But if Zhang Ruiyi is your own uncle, how come there is no movement for so many years?"

"Amnesia."

Zhang Qiling remembered the last look Zhang Ruiyi looked at him when he was brought out in the ancient tomb in Sizhou. He had already remembered everything about the sunken ship.

"There is a letter in this book."

Zhang Zhan picked up the second notebook in the box, and there was a thin letter in the notebook.

They first flipped through the notes to read the contents inside.

My wife and I met 16 years ago.My wife was a princess of a branch of the Luoyu royal family back then. Because her family found out about the secrets of the royal family, all the branches were punished.

During those years, Luo Yu still relentlessly pursued my wife, and my wife and I had to hide everywhere.In the end, I found out that the tomb of King Luoyu could lead to the back of the Himalayas, so I dug a passage beside the tomb for easy access. Since then, no one has been able to find the two of us.

When I was looking for the Lei family, it was because of the main branch of Qingtong in the hands of the Lei family.

Back then, the Lei family helped the Zhang family to renovate the Zhang family's ancient building to preserve the secrets that the queen mother had kept for thousands of years. The Lei family borrowed the bronze main branch when renovating the ancient building.

The main branch of Qingtong is different from the bronze branch. The branch can produce hallucinations, while the main branch integrates dreams and reality. On the basis of reality, people's dreams can be realized in illusion, but there is a time limit.

And the length of time depends on the person who wants to realize the dream.

I have been in love with my wife for ten years, and I will limit it to ten years. With the snow-capped mountain cabin where I live as the background, I hope that those who are destined to find here can also be like me, and truly accompany the one I love.

When you see these two notebooks, you must have passed my test and you are a trustworthy person.

This letter is written for me and my son. I hope that someone who is destined can bring the letter and the bronze main branch back to the Zhang family and give it to my son. My wife and I are very grateful.

The notes ended here, and then came the letter in Zhang Zhan's hand.

Dear my son:

I am your father, and my name is Zhang Ruixun; your mother's name is Jigme Paamel.

You were born at the end of winter, your mother took the nickname Nuobu, and the names of the members of the Zhang family were all taken by the elders, so even though I am your father, I don't know your name.

Nuobuwu son, your mother's biggest regret is that she can't see you get married and have children. If you can see this letter, you must have already married by then. Don't forget to bring your wife and children here to pay homage to your parents.

And take the corpses of me and my wife back to the ancient building of the Zhang family for placement, and the fallen leaves must return to their roots.

Zhang Ruixun

After Zhang Qiling read the letter, he was silent for a long time, Zhang Zhan didn't dare to disturb him, she knew he needed time.

"Ah, let's get married."