"The Appearance Chapter" is very long.

But no matter how long the song is, there will be an end.

When the drums stopped on the stage, Gu Xiaobai lowered his head and couldn't cry.

The little moth turned even redder and threw herself into the arms of the blind uncle.

Off the stage, everyone didn't dare to move, for fear of disturbing the three people on the stage.

They don't know what's going on, but something bad must have happened.

"Good boy, don't cry, the blind uncle has no regrets. The blind man stretched out his hand and gently stroked the boy's head.

"In the future, the blind uncle is gone, don't quarrel anymore, there are thousands of people, how many people can accompany you to the end? ”

Gu Xiaobai and Xiao Mozi nodded desperately, but they clung to the blind uncle and didn't let go.

"Blind Uncle's time is up, it's time to go, Feipeng must be in a hurry......" Blind Uncle stood up, stretched out his hand, touched Gu Xiaobai's head again, and said: "If there is an afterlife, I will ...... Feipeng and I."

The blind uncle didn't say any more, he gave a deep salute: "Childe, please stay." ”

He patted the little moth's hand again and said, "Little moth, go, send the blind man a ride." ”

The blind man picked up the two drums on his back, pulled the little moth's hand, and turned and walked to the side of the stage.

Like countless times, when the blind man and the little moth left Zhongtu's house and went to the market and town to sing.

As the blind man walked, he sang loudly:

"Summer days, winter nights. After 100 years old, return to its home!

Winter nights, summer days. When you are 100 years old, you will return to your room!"

The two men walked off the stage, turned the corner, and were never seen again.

Two thousand seven hundred years ago, the fallen blind man finally landed.

His world slowly darkened.

Fei Peng, Fei Peng, do you know that in the days without you, the winter nights are so long and the summer days are so tormenting.

Fei Peng, Fei Peng, the long thoughts are finally over, I finally came to you, wait for me!

On the horizon, there is already a glimmer of light.

Two thousand seven hundred years later, on the stage of the school song competition award ceremony, Gu Xiaobai couldn't hold back anymore and stood on the stage crying.

"Oh, what's wrong? What's wrong? Don't cry, don't cry......"

Cai Jie rushed forward and comforted Gu Xiaobai at a loss.

"The blind man is going to die, the blind man is going to die, woo woo woo woo...... Wow wow wow ......"

Gu Xiaobai stood on the stage, crying wildly, crying heartbreakingly, and crying uncontrollably......

In this world, no one can comfort him.

On and off the stage, everyone quietly looked at the crying teenager.

No one laughed at him for being weak, and no one pale to comfort him.

From today onwards, the Liujian inspiration, which once amazed the world, has become a masterpiece.

From today onwards, there will be no blind drum god in the world, it will be like a flash in the pan, and it will be difficult to find it.

But between heaven and earth, there is a pair of free souls.

They no longer have to be separated, they no longer have to think hard.

In the midst of tears, Gu Xiaobai seemed to see a man and a woman looking at each other across the river in the long river of time.

"You're here. ”

"I'm coming. ”

......

Two thousand seven hundred years ago.

Gu Xiaobai opened his eyes again.

Ju Guo, on top of the carriage, a young man in a purple robe, sat in the car driven by Bai Gan.

"Uncle Bai, I ......"

Uncle Bai?

Bai Gan suddenly turned his head: "Childe, aren't you...... Gone again?"

"When is this?"

"Alas, Childe, we have just arrived in Ju Country for more than ten days......"

Just arrived in Ju for more than ten days?

Can I do it again?

Gu Xiaobai sat up suddenly.

At this moment, Gu Xiaobai was suddenly attracted by a figure on the side of the road.

A filthy beggar, depressed and lifeless figure.

He sat on the corner of the street, staring blankly ahead, clutching something tightly in his hands.

A few naughty boys threw stones at him, and he didn't know it.

Blind Uncle!

"Stop, stop!"

Bai Gan reined in the horses, Gu Xiaobai stood up, and wanted to get out of the car, but he paused again.

What should I say to the blind man?

I'm afraid the blind man doesn't even know me at all.

"Childe, let's go back quickly, if Uncle Bao knows that Childe you are out of soul again, I am afraid that I will have to nag for a long time, so I will ask Wu Zhu......" Bai Gan drove forward again.

Gu Xiaobai looked at the blind man who was as sluggish as a wood carving on the street corner, clenched his fists, and let go.

At this moment, he suddenly saw someone on the side of the street carrying a two-sided drum, and suddenly a spirit was excited.

"Wait a minute, Uncle Bai, you go and buy that pair of drums for me!"

The carriage drove around the corner, and after a short time it turned around again.

Gu Xiaobai carried the two-sided drums on his back and slowly walked to the blind uncle's side.

The blind man was stunned, with only a wisp of green silk in his hand, gently stroking.

Gu Xiaobai squatted down and gently beat the drums on both sides.

Although there are only two drums, it is the rhythm of the original garden when the blind boy and the flying puff performed.

When he heard the familiar rhythm, the blind man turned his head suddenly.

Blind and ugly, he reached out blankly, as if trying to catch something.

"Flying Peng?"

"Feipeng, is that you? Are you coming for me?"

When he finally touched the two-sided drums, Gu Xiaobai's drumming stopped.

The blind man stretched out his hand and touched Gu Xiaobai's face.

At this time, Gu Xiaobai had already burst into tears.

"You're not a fluffy...... Who are you, why are you ......?"

Gu Xiaobai didn't speak, he turned around and ran wildly, jumped into Bai Gan's carriage, and said, "Let's go, let's go......"

He didn't dare to speak, afraid that he would really cry.

"Wait, young man, your drum ......"

The blind man stood there and shouted loudly.

But Gu Xiaobai didn't dare to look back at all.

It wasn't until the corner of the street that Gu Xiaobai turned around.

He saw the blind man holding the two-faced drum deep in his arms.

Behind him, there was a faint sound of the blind uncle's drums, and at that moment, Gu Xiaobai recalled the moment when he and the blind uncle first met at Zhongtu's house.

and, the first words that the blind man said to him when he saw him.

"Young man, we've met before?"

At that time, Gu Xiaobai had never seen a blind uncle.

But the blind man must have heard his footsteps.

At this moment, Gu Xiaobai finally understood.

Yes, we've seen it.

My childhood, your prime.

My life is gone, your death is goodbye.

My return, your sacrifice.

Two thousand seven hundred years ago, two thousand seven hundred years later.

It turns out that all this has already happened.

Everything was already predestined.

Time and space, time and space, this little smashes.

It toys with you like this, makes you cry, makes you laugh, and makes you experience all the good.

And smashed it with his own hands.

But you can't do anything about it.

Gu Xiaobai raised his head and gently sang the elegy that the blind uncle sang to himself.

"Ge Sheng Mengchu, vines in the wild. Yumei died here, who is alone!

Ge Sheng is covered with thorns, and the vines are in the domain. Yu Mei died here, who is alone!

The corner pillow is sloppy, and the brocade is rotten. Yu Mei died here, who is with Dudan!

Summer days, winter nights. After 100 years old, return to its home!

Winter nights, summer days. When you are 100 years old, you will return to your room!"

Blind uncle, if there is an afterlife, may you and Feipeng stay together and never be separated.