"Hello passengers, welcome to the K290 train. I'm ...... this train."

The train was from Nanjing to Luoyang.

The passengers on the bus include children who go home with their parents, adults who go on business trips and work, passengers who visit the thousand-year-old imperial capital, and prospective college students who go out for the first time.

In the carriage, the voice of the train announcer is slowly weakened into the background, while the voice of the passengers slowly becomes dominant, and becomes more and more passionate:

"Have you heard? In the ancient tombs excavated on the edge of Luoshui this time, in addition to some common cultural relics, the more special one is the tail. ”

"What's that?"

"I know, I know. A young man replied, "Zhu, the third tone." 麈 is a type of deer. And the tail is a whisk made of its tail hair. ”

"What! Could it be the ancient tomb of a group of Taoist priests? I thought it was the emperor again~"

"Whisk the heat and keep the gentleman. ”

On the other side, the old man who had been closing his eyes and recuperating indifferently stretched out his right hand, pointed and fanned, and said slowly: "The tail is shaped like a leaf and resembles a feather fan, but it is not a fan. ”

A child next to him blinked his eyes and tilted his head and asked, "Is it like Grandpa Kong Ming's feather fan?"

The father who was holding the child was also curious and asked, "What kind of people do you say, old man, who will be the group of people who hold this kind of thing?"

The old man smiled and looked out of the car window, and said softly: "A group of famous people who are proud of the mountains and forests and chant on the banks of the river......"

......

At the other end of the carriage, a girl who had just reached adulthood was looking at the little girl with a dull look, and her sloppy gaze kept wandering on the little girl's body. I was very confused and entangled, and after taking a deep breath, I decided to take out the book I had just bought to pass the time, and I suppressed my doubts.

When the girl took out the book, she found that the little girl's eyes fell on the book at once, and she tilted her head in accordance with her movements, which was very cute.

After all, the girl still couldn't hold back, puffed out her cheeks, and asked cautiously: "Little friend, aren't you afraid of mice?"

If there's one word to describe a little girl, it's "Mickey." He wears a Mickey headband on his head, a dress with a Mickey motif on his body, and shoes on his feet still have Mickey.

The little girl's eyes widened and she asked in confusion, "Why are you afraid?"

The girl choked suddenly. Why should she be afraid? If she is afraid of herself, should others be afraid?

She sighed softly, and every time she saw Mickey, she would think of the mother she almost forgot what she looked like, the mother who wouldn't buy Mickey for her and then coax her to say "Mickey is a mouse." And she's scared of mice, so she doesn't want Mickey. Mother's trick succeeded so easily.

"My Mimi loves Mickey Mouse, and I love Mickey Mouse. We'll play a game of chasing mice together. ”

The little girl then said a little sadly: "It's just... Mickey Mouse doesn't seem to like us and doesn't want to play with us. ”

In the eyes of the little girl, the mouse in real life is a miniature version of Mickey Mouse on TV, and there is no essential difference.

"Yes, but I don't like Pluto, because Pluto always wants to play with me and is always chasing me. ”

The little girl's mother reached out and touched her head and explained to the girl, "Pluto, it's the neighbor's dog." ”

Looking at the tenderness in the mother's eyes and movements, the girl knew that this little girl must live in a very happy family in order to have such an enviable innocence.

The little girl stretched out her hand and pointed to the book in the girl's hand and asked, "Big sister, this person looks so strange!" and then turned to ask her mother, "Mom." How do you pronounce those words?"

"Naive anthropologist. After speaking, the girl's mother looked at the girl several times.

She seems to have read this book when she was in college, and there is a sentence in it that makes her profound, to the effect that when you are looking for the other person, the other party is also looking for you. Isn't that exactly what they are talking about now? Or rather, it's something that humans do almost every day.

The little girl nodded as if she didn't understand, and then asked, "Big sister, what is a human being?"

The girl looked down at the book in her hand, and instinctively reached out and scratched her head, as if she was thinking, as if she was hiding her embarrassment—what is a human being?

"I see. Human beings are those who died in the past, those who live now, and those who will be born in the future. Isn't that right?"

The girl exhaled imperceptibly, nodded desperately, and said, "Little friend, you are so smart. ”

The child's curiosity was always strong, so the little girl asked, "Then how can we see the dead?"

The girl was silent for a moment, and turned her head to look out the window.

The train was running desperately forward, and the trees were rapidly retreating. I heard that when the speed exceeds the speed of light, you can go back in time......

And now, the girl's words, pull her into that almost forgotten childhood, when her mother would always take her to museums, and she would always pestering her mother to tell her history. Slowly, she became more and more curious about those who were far away.

The little girl asked her questions, and she had asked her mother......

"Mom, how can I see them? Are they far away from our house? Can I take the train? Or do I have to take a plane?"

"Fairy sisters live in the sky, then I should have to take a rocket. ”

......

After a while, the train began to enter the tunnel, and darkness fell silently.

The girl looked at herself reflected in the car window. The person reflected is familiar but also strange. What is familiar is the expectation that is still under the eyes, and what is strange is the inevitable fear of the future.

She didn't know what kind of life and future this train would take her.

When I first filled in the volunteers, I made a choice for the city. She loved history, but in the end she chose to major in anthropology. She couldn't tell what the reason was.

Now, little by little, she was approaching that destination, but her heart began to feel irrepressibly apprehensive.

She is very confused, is this choice right?

Also, what kind of people will she meet in the next four years, and what kind of college life will she live?

And what I want to know most is, in that city, can I meet my mother?

......

"Big sister, do you know what?

Seeing that the girl did not answer, the girl continued to ask, "I have a lot of questions for them. For example, in the past, would rats play with people like cats, and would they run after people like dogs?"

The girl obviously didn't hear the girl's question, still staring at herself in the car window, and muttered, "Probably...... Only in dreams!"

Suddenly, after a small shaking, the girl could no longer feel the speed of the train. What's even more bizarre is that the picture reflected in the car window began to deform, even shattered, and then quickly reassembled......

It's so real, yet it's silent, like a dream.

Seeing the reorganized picture, the girl's eyes widened instantly, isn't this picture just like her mother's favorite ancient poem?

"The flowers are full, the wine is full, and the waves are free. ”

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"What! ”

He Bi looked at himself in the bronze mirror, the spirit snake bun that had just been coiled, with red eyebrows and red lips. Even if she is already in her thirties, she is still unbelievably beautiful. It's just that, even though she is still beautiful, she is no longer the same person she used to be. Sometimes, when she saw the cruelty in her eyes, she would be surprised at how she had become like this.

"Oh! she did what I didn't dare to do. Hatred rose frantically in her heart, but what did she hate. She didn't know what she could hate or what she should hate.

He Bi stretched out his hand to sweep off all the tortoiseshell makeup in front of the mirror, and the maids on the side had already bowed their heads to the ground, and their shoulders and backs trembled slightly. This was not the case with the previous mother, and about three months ago, she began to lose her temper for no reason, punished people with rods, and even executed several of them.

Three months earlier, General Anbei had been executed, his only son had been exiled to the frontier, and his daughter had been ordered to be pro-Xiongnu a month earlier. The former Dashi clan is also over.

After a while, she reached out and touched her cheek, and asked in a trance: "Dai Yue, should you call her backbone?" or stupid?"

A fifteen-year-old girl, when faced with the fate of falling in the family and being given marriage, she chose to die.

When faced with the fate of marriage, He Bi also had the idea of death. Only in the end, she chose to accept. Because she can't live for herself, she has to live for her family.

Dai Yue tried hard to say in a calm tone: "Niangniang, Dai Yue privately thinks that it takes courage to die, and it is equally necessary to live. And stupidity or not, that's just wishful thinking on the part of outsiders. ”

Dai Yue has followed He Bi since she was a child, and many of her thoughts Dai Yue knows even better than herself. Dai Yue clearly knew what kind of answer she wanted to hear.

There was silence all around, time seemed to be stretched, and Dai Yue slowly and clearly heard the sound of her heartbeat getting faster and faster, and she didn't even dare to breathe unconsciously. It would be unwise to deny either side of the question. It's just that, for sure, both sides are also risky.

"Not true. ”

When Dai Yue felt that she was about to die of suffocation, He Bi suddenly stood up and said, "Aqing, this child I watched grow up, she is too much like her father. With her temperament, how could she possibly make such a choice. She won't. ”

"Suppose... Suppose it was her father who faced such a choice, he would ......"

"Hahaha......" He Bi's eyes instantly widened, and she said fiercely: "Okay! ”

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Note: Director Wang's "Tail Inscription": "Don't be humble, be a gentleman." Whisk away the heat, and be humble. “