The bluestone slabs on the mountain road may have been covered with a layer of moss because no one has walked by them for a long time. I still remember that many years ago, there would be shepherd boys herding cattle at the foot of the nearby mountain, but now, even the long sound of the reed flute has disappeared. I can't hear you. When I stood on the mountainside and looked down, I couldn't see the cows grazing with their heads down in the grass.
Walking along this weedy mountain road to the mountain, the end of the road is a flat land, which should be opened up by humans. Unlike other places, this place seems to have been cleaned by someone.
A big tree stands beside it, its shade slantingly covers the ground, making the ground reflect the shadows of swaying leaves. The weeds on both sides should have been cleared and looked clean and tidy.
In the middle of the flat ground are seven tombs, which are arranged very simply and do not seem to be the cemeteries of any wealthy family. However, some of them seem to be old, and if you look carefully, one should have just been erected.
Gu Nan stood next to several stone tablets, with Wuge hanging on her waist as usual, but this time, she was not wearing that white dress, but just an ordinary brown-gray cloth.
After Xiu'er and Lingqi died, she cremated them and brought them here to be buried together with Bai Qi and the others.
She thought the old man would not mind, although he always likes to be quiet.
Gu Nan's gaze quietly looked over each tombstone, and would stop at each place for a while. She was thinking about the past, and as time passed, she gradually forgot more and more things, but she didn't want to forget a little of these things.
After all, there are always some things worth remembering for a lifetime, because there are too many pasts in it, laughing and scolding, every frown and smile of the old man, caring reproaches, and earnest entrustments.
Perhaps it is also the responsibility of the living to remember these well.
Finally, Gu Nan looked at the tombstone in the middle, walked forward slowly, raised the hem of his clothes, and knelt down slowly.
Today, she came to return the entrustment, and this kneeling may be a little heavy for her.
But it's okay, it's just a few hundred years.
The short grass on the ground covered her palms, which made her palms feel a little tingling, and she silently pressed her forehead to the ground.
After worshiping, she got up and sat beside the tombstone, leaning her back on the stone tablet, looking up at the sunlight passing through the leaves.
At that time, she liked to sit under the tree and look at the light shining through the leaves.
He reached out and broke a short piece of grass on the ground, and held it in his hand to play with.
"Master, I have seen a few of the prosperous times you are seeking."
Gu Nan grinned and said as if mocking himself.
"Tuer is useless, it took about five hundred years. It looks like you think it should be. Anyway, it must be much better than ours at that time. Most of them have food and don't need to be cold Yes, there are books to read, really, very good."
"rustle."
The wind blowing through the mountains shook the branches and leaves, causing the spots of light under the tree to sway, and a beam of sunlight moved Gu Nan's sight, and the sun covered her eyes, making her eyes a little blurry.
"Master, don't you praise me?" Gu Nan asked gently with a smile, but in the mountains, except for the sound of the wind, there was only the soft rustling of grass leaves.
His eyes gradually lowered, and the person beside the tombstone said again.
"Or, just scold me a few words."
But she couldn't even hear a few scoldings.
It seemed that the only thing the white old man left her was an entrustment, to go and see the entrustment of the peaceful and prosperous age for him.
And now, in this prosperous age, it seems that she should let go of this entrustment.
She thought that when she let go, it was when she had nothing left.
With her hands on her waist, she grasped a sword hilt, which was the only thing that could make her feel at ease.
The sound of the wind was soft, blowing away the fallen leaves, the flying grass, the clouds in the sky, and also the last words that Gu Nan left for Bai Qi and carefully preserved. .
It's finally time for her to give it back.
"It's just Master." Gu Nan said to the tombstone behind him: "Why do you say that this world can't be kept, just like that."
"I can't keep you like that."
As the sun sets, the warm red sunset shines on the riverside, the shallow grass is blown by the wind, like waves turning up, and the scattered grass clippings float past the pedestrians on the road.
The ships on the river went back and forth, and the small boats pushed the river water, launching a wave of chaos on the river.
On the small road at the foot of the mountain, a man came with a sword. The sword was all black and unqualified. And the person's expression is flat, and it seems that something has been lost, but it is hard to explain.
Gu Nan took off the bamboo hat on his back and put it on his head, walked across the grass by the river and walked to the river.
A boat was preparing to cross the river with this female passenger, Gu Nan shouted.
"Boater, can you take another person?"
If more people can cross the river, they can charge an extra fee for one trip. It happened that he hadn't gone far, so the boatman naturally didn't mind, he carried the female passenger back to the shore, and picked Gu Nan onto the boat.
When boarding the boat, the hull swayed for a while, the female passenger raised her head to look at Gu Nan, and gave way to some seats for Gu Nan to sit down.
Gu Nan nodded, thanking her, but she didn't sit down, she just sat down with Wuge in her arms, and leaned against the corner of the boat.
The boatman propped the pole in his hand on the shore, and pushed the boat to move.
The female passenger sitting on the boat was thin, fair-skinned, with red eyes and thin lips, she should be a beauty. It's a pity that his face was haggard, and he lost the appearance he should have. He probably had something on his mind and kept looking at the river.
The sound of the boat floating across the river was leisurely, and when the river was halfway through, the female guest turned her head and looked at Gu Nan. It seemed that she just wanted to talk to someone, she said aloud.
"Where is Xiaolang going?"
Because of Gu Nan's attire and Wuge's hand, the female customer thought that Gu Nan was a man.
As for Gu Nan's voice, she felt that the boy hadn't grown up yet, so she had such a neutral voice, so she called him Xiao Lang.
Gu Nan was leaning on the boat, and when she heard the woman talking to her, she turned her head slightly.
"Where are you going?" She thought for a while and said.
"Probably just find a place to go, or, go where I should go and do what I should do."
In fact, she didn't know how to answer, but the female guest was not confused by such an answer, she just responded softly.
"What about you?" Gu Nan asked.
"Me?" The female guest pointed to herself, with a haggard face, and looked to the other side, pointing to a tall building.
"I'm the showgirl there, and I can only do what I can do."
Gu Nan looked at the tall building, then at the woman.
"Is it bitter?"
The woman covered her mouth and smiled, but there was no smile in her eyes, but this kind of action has almost become her habit.
"Nature is bitter."
Why is it suffering? This is obviously a prosperous age.
Perhaps most people are born with bitterness.
And in this world, there has never been a perfect world.
(One more thing I want to assure everyone that I am indeed single, don’t worry everyone, sweating)