Give life to time, not time to life - Pascal.
Later, in order to find Mazi's mother and Mrs. Song, Wei Qian and the others almost turned the whole city upside down, but the city is too big, and all the clues that come to them are just guessing at the end.
Some people said they saw them near the artificial lake in the park, some said they walked towards the moat, and some said they saw two old and one disabled women in an abandoned bridge hole.
However, they finally found nothing.
Mazi Ma and Mrs. Song just disappeared.
For this incident, Xiaobao was the one who was most affected.
If it was possible, no one wanted her to know about it, but the two people who got along day and night disappeared as soon as they said they were missing, and it was impossible to hide it from her.
When his parents passed away, Xiaobao was too young and ignorant to remember, but grandma was different.
Grandma is her dearest person.
She was originally a little girl in the Garden of Eden who knew nothing about wind and rain. The departure of Mrs. Song dragged her into the world without any warning. What came to her was the knife of time that she had never paid attention to and never really experienced. Wind, seeing blood at once is a sharp pain.
During that time, Little Treasure was always in a daze without warning, and occasionally she remembered something, and would cry when she turned around. She remembered that she had quarreled with her grandma, that she was angry with her, and that she always thought that training and exams were more important. Will involuntarily ignore her.
When Mrs. Song was dying of freezing and starvation, when she looked around the world for the last time and found that there was no one she knew in the whole city, and when she looked around, her eyes were full of strangers, she would regret that moment when her head went crazy decision made
Nobody knows.
She may be desolate and sad, or she may step into the kingdom of death with one foot and feel at home.
It was the fate of a single thought, Mrs. Song cut off all the possibilities of the terrible future, and in another form, continued herself in the blood of her relatives.
Later, Xiong's sister-in-law Chen Lu disappeared.
I don't know if she is peaceful or not. I think she has many such and such unsatisfactory things in her life, so she must be unwilling
She was too young, so it wasn't a joy or a funeral. The funeral was held in a silent and dignified manner, and almost everyone in the company went.
Compared with his successor, Wei Qian, the old Xiong appears to be particularly gentle. He is single-minded and rich, and he is not too old. It is not a disadvantage.
After Chen Lu's death, a small group of people once had the idea of "Madam Xiong". Some of them just cared about him and wanted to introduce him a new partner, while some had bad intentions and tried to make up for themselves.
Unfortunately, it didn't take long for these people to die down - because the old bear did something very out of the ordinary.
He divided the family wealth. His own parents were richer than him, so there was nothing to worry about, so Lao Xiong divided the property into two, left half to Chen Lu's parents, and donated the other half to a temple on the outskirts of the city. He emptied his head and went in to become a monk.
It is said that because of his outstanding economic contributions to the Buddha, Lao Xiong directly worshiped under the abbot's door after entering, and became a closed disciple who entered the door late and had a seniority.
After so many years, he actually turned back to the big idiot who bought pots on foot in the alpine and oxygen-deficient mountains.
after that
Wei Qian parked the car and dragged out the newly purchased large suitcase from the trunk. There are already some things in the box, all of which he thinks he needs. The box feels good when he lifts it up. It can hold things well. It doesn’t sink. Picked the most expensive one.
This is not in line with Wei Qian's personal style. Although he has long since had nothing to do with "poor", he has not become a profligate nouveau riche as he imagined, spending money from his wallet and personal card. Most of the money that went out was not for himself. Chairman Wei is still an impressive stingy guy.
If someone needs something and walks into a store, the last thing they buy must be the one with a middle or even lower price. All his clothes are the same basic style, and the shirts are all white shirts without any fancy - so that he doesn't need to buy a lot of ties to match the clothes.
To be honest, if it weren't for the spirit and appearance of others, when others see this young man, they will probably think that he is either an insurance seller or a sales office.
He still drives his dilapidated little Malibu, so whenever he needs to go out to meet people, he has to change his means of transportation into a company bus to avoid being seen as too shabby.
Of course, this suitcase was not something he was willing to use for himself, Wei Qian carried it all the way upstairs, put it at Wei Zhiyuan's door, reached out and knocked on the door to attract the attention of the people in the room with their backs to him, and then said nothing Turn around and leave.
Wei Zhiyuan turned his head, his brother had already left, and there was a sound of closing the door not far away.
He got up, silently dragged the suitcase into the house, and stroked the handle of the suitcase with his hand. Then he hesitated for a moment, walked to Wei Qian's door, stood still for a long time like a punishment, raised the hand that was about to knock three times, and put it down three times.
After that bizarre annual meeting, the two of them have been in this state—Wei Qian still does everything he can for Wei Zhiyuan, but he always treats him as air, and if he has to talk to him, he will be as short as a telegram Be environmentally friendly and never look him in the eye.
According to Wei Qian's usual temper, he would definitely lose his temper.
Wei Zhiyuan was sobered up by his punch at that time, and he thought he would get a bad beating next time. On the way home, he even thought that Wei Qian might cut off relations with him, and never communicate with him again.
But neither.
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The series of things that happened later exhausted both of them physically and mentally, and Wei Qian didn't have the time or energy to beat him up.
As for the worst ending Wei Zhiyuan conceived, he later realized that he had underestimated his brother's feelings, even though the feelings were not the kind he wanted.
In the dead of night, Wei Zhiyuan would self-examine and reflect for no reason. He found that only he could do such things as "break with a knife, burn jade and stone together". to that point.
Wei Qian's love and affection for his younger siblings has become almost as imperceptible as the background color in the day-to-day calmness, but now, it is highlighted in such a resistant attitude.
Wei Zhiyuan felt a kind of nostalgia that he was about to die—at this moment, he was going to leave.
It was not his idea to leave, but one day, Wei Qian printed out the enrollment information of several famous foreign schools, and put them in front of Wei Zhiyuan together with a card with the money saved, without mentioning anything, everything was kept silent中: You can figure it out yourself.
One year later, Wei Zhiyuan had to apply and go through a series of procedures. He was about to take the admission notice and leave on the next day's plane, flying to a strange country more than ten hours away.
And the person he loves is on the other side of the earth, and the long time difference makes the ancient saying of "a thousand miles of beauty together" an impossible illusion.
In the end, Wei Zhiyuan didn't disturb Wei Qian, and he went out quietly by himself.
He sat aimlessly on the bus and walked through the whole city. The difference between this place and ten years ago is too great. At first glance, the changes are almost beyond recognition. At that time, Wei Zhiyuan did not think of this place would end his wanderings.
Later, he didn't expect that this place was not his last.
Wei Zhiyuan didn't know how far he had traveled by car, the bus drove all the way to the end, and he was the only passenger left in the compartment in the urban area that could squeeze people into photos.
The flight attendant gave the young passenger a strange look, and came over to remind him: "Young man, it's the end, get off."
Wei Zhiyuan just woke up like a dream, and got out of the car in a strange place in a daze.
Sometimes, the outskirts of the city are as far away as the county next door. Wei Zhiyuan didn't realize where it was at first. He walked on the side of the road for a while and saw an illegal "one-day tour" group scattered. The tour guide held a small red flag and was leading the way with spittle flying all over the place, followed by a row of tourists who were as tired as dogs.
Some fragments of the explanation drifted into Wei Zhiyuan's ears. He heard the name of a certain temple, and it took him a long time to remember that this seemed to be the place where Old Xiong became a monk.
Wei Zhiyuan didn't know what state of mind he had, and followed the group of tourists all the way to the gate of the temple. He originally wanted to take a look, and didn't expect to meet Old Xiong, but he didn't expect to see that guy at the ticket office.
I saw the old bear with a big bald gourd on his head, wearing a cassock, collecting money with one hand and handing in tickets with the other. He didn’t forget to sell tourists with spit: "Do you want to buy incense from the almsman? The temple is very effective in making wishes—I think Female benefactors who are begging for peach blossoms, please line up here, today's special promotion, buy incense and get a safe talisman, the master personally consecrated it, wait, today is only for female benefactors, don't get mixed up with that young man over there!"
Wei Zhiyuan: ""
After a large wave of tourist groups passed by, the old bear took a rest, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his wide sleeves, picked up the mineral water next to him and filled half a bottle in one breath, and then let out a long sigh of comfort: "Amitabha!"
Only then did Wei Zhiyuan have a chance to walk over: "I thought you came to Qingxiu."
Old Xiong looked up and saw him, he was a little surprised, he hurriedly beckoned a half-old young monk to take over, and asked Wei Zhiyuan, "Xiaoyuan? Why are you here?"
Wei Zhiyuan smiled wryly.
Old Xiong looked at his expression, thought for a while, and said, "All right, since you're here, come with me to sit in the meditation room where I live for a while."
Wei Zhiyuan nodded dispensably, and was about to lift his foot to follow him.
Old Xiong turned around and added: "Wait a minute, you buy the ticket first, we are a small business, you are not allowed to evade fares by relying on acquaintances."
Wei Zhiyuan reluctantly took out a handful of change, and he understood that the so-called "monk" by Old Xiong was a special trip to desecrate Buddhism.
The temple is in the mountains. In the hot summer, the lush vegetation on the mountain is protected as a tourist area, and each one is green.
Passing through the front yard full of tourists, Old Xiong led Wei Zhiyuan into the backyard where "tourists stop", but the inside suddenly became quiet.
There was a big long-haired dog lying at the door, and he was not surprised at all when he saw people. A young monk was cleaning the yard. When he saw them, he greeted the old bear politely.
There are seemingly invisible sounds of knocking on wooden fish and chanting scriptures near and far, which melt into the long-lasting cicadas, and the incense candles are gone, and the feeling of "the pure place of Buddhism" rushes over us.
This is an ancient temple. There is no doubt that the meditation rooms are very dilapidated. Of course, as the rich man of the temple, the place where the old bear lives is already the best.
Old Xiong boiled a pot of hot water and made tea for Wei Zhiyuan.
Wei Zhiyuan picked it up and took a sip, but felt it smelled like thick tea stalks. He looked down and saw the tea leaves in it stretched up and down, dancing lightly one by one. As soon as they are done, the leaves are taken directly to make tea for the guests.
So he put the glass down again.
The old bear asked: "It's almost dinner time. You came all the way here, have you told your family? Does your brother know?"
Wei Zhiyuan hung his fingers on the rim of the cup, turned the wet teacup around, and whispered irrelevantly: "My flight tomorrow is going abroad."
Old Xiong was taken aback for a moment, then he was silent for a moment, then sighed: "That's pretty good too. You'll be a 'returnee' when you come back in the future, and you'll be better than us, at least better than me."
Wei Zhiyuan raised the corner of his mouth mechanically, thinking: Come back? Can I come back
He changed the subject abruptly: "How does it feel to be a monk?"
"It's okay, but the kitchen doesn't cook pork stewed vermicelli, it's weird." Old Xiong sniffled, "Why, you want to come too?"
Wei Zhiyuan smiled, but said nothing—he didn't tell Old Xiong, the moment he saw the mountain temple from a distance, he really had this thought in his mind, but he was dismissed by the buy one get one free offer at the ticket office.
"Don't come, you have a ten-foot-soft red dust in your heart, and you will definitely not be able to stay." Old Xiong said, remembering something, his tone became low, and he said with a bit of self-deprecation, "I am different, my ten-foot-soft man The world of mortals has turned into colorful clouds and drifted away."
Wei Zhiyuan asked: "Aside from selling tickets and selling incense, what else do you do every day?"
"What is sold here and there? How ugly? The monk is also a younger brother who needs to eat, and the main business of the poor monk is still Qingxiu. He just occasionally uses the temple as his home and tries to find ways to generate some income for everyone."
Wei Zhiyuan didn't argue with him, and still asked: "What are you doing?"
Old Xiong said: "The Hinayana, I practice my own 'My Dharma is empty', and I can't learn the 'Four Perceptions' and 'Six Paradigms' in Mahayana. , if you come to me for comfort, just save yourself."
Wei Zhiyuan shook his head: "I didn't intend to ask for comfort, I've already given up."
The old bear sneered: "Young man, do I believe you?"
Wei Zhiyuan remained silent for a long time.
The two of them were silent for a while, and finally Old Xiong couldn't help but speak again.
"I'm someone outside the threshold. No matter how shocking you are, you won't be able to shock me. Let me give you a few words of advice." The old bear said, "When I first saw you, I told your brother , you are a very 'thin' person, I haven't had much contact with you in the past few years, but every time I see you, I feel that you are getting thinner and thinner, and you are about to be as thin as a cicada's wing."
Wei Zhiyuan said calmly, "Brother Xiong, are you saying I'm narrow-minded?"
"That's right, there is wisdom root, that's what I mean," Old Xiong admitted frankly, "Think about it, what do you think is the most insurmountable thing in your life, the thing you can't get, and the thing you can't overcome ?”
Wei Zhiyuan didn't speak, and there was an obvious look of pain on his young face, and the old bear knew who he was thinking of without asking.
However, he just waved his hand without mercy: "You want to say it's your brother? You are a little boy who can't pass puberty. Your brother loves you too late. You say how wronged he is, and he became you inexplicably." The biggest psychological trauma of my life."
Wei Zhiyuan's fingers were about to dig into the teacup.
Old Xiong: "Young man, it's okay to leave, look at the outside world, give yourself ten minutes a day, and think about how you have lived for the past twenty years. Modesty is not your problem, child, even if there is Paradoxical, as long as he is still alive, it is not your problem, you have too many problems, but in the final analysis it is you.”
Wei Zhiyuan looked up at him blankly.
Old Xiong pointed to the dilapidated futons and walls in his meditation room: "I'm here today too, so you just sit here and have a good meditation. I'm going out to sell tickets. Some things, if you think about them clearly, you will be invincible. Think about it." If you don’t know, you’re stuck in it. Your brother has been like this all his life, and you still have a chance.”
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