Awakened like a dream, she touched it with her hand, and her face was already wet.

It had been so long, as if it had been yesterday, and every word was unforgettable for her, and since she was fifteen years old, this memory had been in her mind all the time, and she didn't know whether it was a gift or a torture.

Good things are only good because they are easy to destroy.

In other words, it's been so long, so long that I've almost forgotten what you look like, and I'm afraid that one day, I won't even be qualified to live with memories.

Are you still complaining about me?

She stared at the river in a daze, the cold wind eroding her tear-stained cheeks, and felt a tingling in the corners of her eyes.

Yan Ran stood up, after a long time, her feet were sore, she rubbed her legs, eased for a while, and then lifted the lantern at her feet, the light in it was faintly visible, she looked inside, the candle inside burned only half of it, it turned out that she had been here for so long, she smiled bitterly.

She picked up the lanterns and walked down the road, there were more people on the road than she was, she avoided the crowds, walked around the alleys, and in a short time left the town.

She waited at the intersection for a long time, barely saw an empty car, and then returned to the hotel.

She was the only one in the room, Fang Nuo didn't come back, remembering that she said that there was an activity at night, and she couldn't finish it for a while, so she lowered her head and sent her a message, asking her to pay attention to safety, and threw her phone on the bed.

She washed up, and before she could sit down on the bed, she saw the phone screen light up, accompanied by a vibrating sound.

She picked it up.

"Xiao Gu. An old voice came from within.

Gu Yanran, who heard the voice, was stunned, "Professor Jin?"

"It's me. The man on the other end laughed, a little surprised and a little delighted that she recognized him so quickly.

Professor Jin is a professor in the Department of Literature and History of the University of Tokyo, and although he is now a good teacher, he has always been committed to the study of history, and he is a rare good teacher who has both talent and virtue and is willing to teach students patiently.

But this call still caught Gu Yanran a little off guard, except for during the school period, Professor Jin and her had no private contact.

His call was really unexpected to her.

"Call so late and don't disturb your rest. There was an apology in the voice on the other side.

"No, no, I just came back too, so I didn't bother. ”

"Listen to your Director Liu, are you in Nanjing now?" although this was a question, his tone was very affirmative.

"Well, yes, but I'll be back in two days, and I'll be back before school starts. Yan Ran knew that there must be something wrong with Professor Jin calling so late, "Is there something wrong with the professor?"

"Well, there's something I want you to help with. Someone sent me a few stone tablets before, all of them are Jinwen, you Professor Zhou has been in an urgent situation at home recently, and the teacher wants to ask you to come over and take a look. ”

Professor Zhou is another professor in the Department of Literature and History at the university, mainly studying Jin Wen and oracle bone inscriptions. And Professor Jin knew that Gu Yanran's child was very good, and when he heard that she was also involved in Jin Wen, he wanted to ask her for help.

"Good. Gu Yanran agreed, Jin Wen was indeed very difficult, but it wouldn't be long for her, "Then ask the professor to help send me the picture, and I'll send you the translation later." ”

"Xiao Gu, the teacher called you just hoping that you could come back early and come over directly. ”

"That-then I need to talk to Director Liu, and I'll go back early tomorrow morning. Gu Yanran was actually a little hesitant, although her part was already finishing the work, but Liu Chuyu's tomb before made her have a lot of doubts in her heart, and she was a little uneasy.

But she herself knew that she couldn't find any clues for a while, so after thinking about it, she went back to school.

"No, I've already said hello to him, and I called you after he agreed. ”

This...... The professor's trick of cutting first and then playing is really perfect, but in the end, her opinion is not important at all, she smiled helplessly. It's not like this before, and she's not surprised anymore.

"Okay, Professor, I'll be back tomorrow morning, and you can rest early. She said goodbye, hung up the phone, dialed Liu Wei'an to say something, and began to sort things out.

She didn't have many things, only a few changes of clothes, and half a suitcase in a shallow way.

She glanced at the lamp on the table, ran downstairs to the front desk and asked for a suitable small cardboard box, and put the lamp in.

Let's take it back, she's—a little reluctant.

As soon as the small cardboard box is put down, it seems that the suitcase is a little crowded.

She booked the earliest bus for the next day, and inevitably got up early, so she set an alarm clock and sent another text message to Fang Nuo, informing her that she would go back first tomorrow, so she put her phone upside down on the bedside table.

In the evening, she didn't have time to eat anything, so she went downstairs to find a small restaurant and ordered two side dishes.

The mobile phone was left in the room, and naturally I didn't receive a few calls from Wen Yanzhi.

After eating, I walked downstairs for a while before returning to the hotel.

Picking up her phone, she found that there were several missed calls and no notes, so she dialed them in confusion.

The end was quickly picked up.

"Hello, who?"

"It's me. A low, magnetic voice came.

Gu Yanran was stunned, she never expected it to be Wen Yanzhi.

"Is there something wrong?"

"You're back?"

"Well, go back. "She's back to the hotel, but she's going back to school tomorrow.

"Good. His tone was light.

"Smoke less. She seemed to be able to see Wen Yanzhi sitting in the car smoking a cigarette at the moment, and blurted out.

"How do you know I'm smoking?" The other end of the phone sneered and extinguished the cigarette in his hand.

Gu Yanran was stunned for a moment, she just felt it, "I just think you're a little unhappy." ”

Wen Yanzhi didn't reply to her, just said to rest early, and hung up the phone.

Early in the morning, she woke up in front of the alarm clock, she got up to cancel the alarm clock, and saw the other bed in the quilt curled up in the bed and asleep, thinking that she should have come back late last night, she slept deeply, and did not notice.

She went to wash lightly, for fear of waking her, and gently buckled the door when she left.

These two days are the days when students from all schools return to school, she came early, there are not many people, more than two hours later, when she got off the train in Dongcheng, there were more people in the station.

She got into a taxi, went home first, and quickly sorted out her suitcase.

She opened the cardboard box inside, and she took a closer look at the light inside, but fortunately, it was intact, so she placed the light in front of the bay window of the bedroom, and looked at it again when she closed the bedroom door.

After leaving home, I went directly to Dongda, and many students in the school came back early, walking on the road, a few girls who passed by saw Gu Yanran, frowned, and narrowly avoided it.

She got used to it, and walked towards the school's literature and history museum, the door was not closed, she pushed the door, and now, there was a half-gray haired figure standing in the museum.

"Professor Kim. Yan Ran walked up to him.

"Xiao Gu is here. He raised his head and saw Gu Yanran with a kind face, "Come and see." He took off his reading glasses, put them aside, and rubbed his eyes.

"Good. Gu Yanran looked at his hand, and then she understood why Professor Jin insisted on calling her back, the stone tablet in front of her was broken into dozens of pieces, with many missing corners and worn, scattered on the table, and had not been sorted out.

Gu Yanran took a closer look, the inscription on it was very shallow, and under the wear, many words could not be seen clearly.

"How?" He also has a headache for this writing fragment, which is obviously broken and then destroyed twice, and it can't be spliced together by cracks alone.

"I'll try. Gu Yanran put on glasses and gloves, her eyes were a little mildly myopia, which did not affect her usual life, but when she was doing text research, it still had a little impact after a long time.

"Professor, you're busy, I'll leave it all here. Gu Yanran gave Professor Jin a reassuring look.

"I'm very relieved of you, I'll go sort out other materials first, and come to me if you have any questions. Professor Jin put on his glasses, picked up a thick stack of papers, and walked inside.

Gu Yanran lowered his head and concentrated on the stone tablet in his hand, because it was too badly broken, he could only identify the inscription first, and then do the splicing.

The golden inscription on the inscription is not difficult to identify, but because the stele has missing pieces, a cursory look at it, there is a lot of content missing, and the inscription is incoherent.

She took the pencil and paper on the side, wrote down the inscription on the stone respectively, and made circles on the paper many times, and it took some effort to barely connect the inscription.

The inscriptions record the life deeds of the owner.

After the basic work is done, the splicing in the back is much faster.

She picked out a few pieces engraved with the inscription and put them together, leaving the other rubble aside.

Those are not her strong points, just like the splicing of porcelain fragments in Wen Yan, she can't intervene at all, and it would be good if she didn't help.

Besides, now that Professor Jin is only asking him to translate the inscription, she can't spend her time elsewhere, which is really a waste of time.

An hour later, the inscription began to take shape, and sure enough, there were five missing stones engraved with the inscription alone, and Gu Yanran could only leave the missing part there.

She took off her glasses, took off her gloves, and rubbed her somewhat sour eyes.

She took out the pen, ink and paper inkstones in the glass cabinet on the side, spread the rice paper on the table next to her, took a pen, dipped it in ink, and copied the inscription on the rice paper.

Originally, the inscription should have been rubbed, but this tablet was really badly damaged and had not been polished, and it was time-consuming to rub it down, and it was not as fast as she could write it.

She copied one stroke at a time, and she did not let go of the position, size, and trend of all the words, and tried her best to completely restore them.

This should be the stele of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, although looking at the content of the inscription, the identity of the owner is just an ordinary clan, but it is better than the age of this stele, and it is of great research value.

The emphasis on copying is similar and godlike, so Gu Yanran's speed is a little slower than usual, and these dozens of words have been written for nearly an hour.

She put down her pen, set aside the paper on the table, and took another piece of rice paper and spread it on the table.

It's not that she likes to write the translation, it's just that after so many years, she has become accustomed to writing books.