Lu Ran exclaimed, turned around and ran towards Huang Dewen's house. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At the same time, he felt the shaking of the ground behind him.

Stepping into Huang Dewen's house again, Lu Ran saw that Huang Dewen was no longer standing in front of the windowsill just now, but staring straight at the chair where Huang's father was sitting just now.

When Lu Ran saw his appearance, he didn't ask anything more, but followed the direction of his gaze and looked over.

I saw that under the chair where Huang's father was sitting before, there was a person lying down.

That person was none other than Huang Dewen's father.

He lay on the ground, blood gushing from the back of his head, a pool of red blood.

Apparently, he is dead.

Lu Ran already had a premonition about the scene he saw, but when he really saw it, he couldn't help but be shocked and sad.

And even more shocked and sad was Huang Dewen, who watched his father talking and laughing and fiddling with flowers and plants a few seconds ago, but the next moment, he turned his head and saw his father lying in a pool of blood.

"What's going on, what's going on?!" Huang Dewen looked at his father, unable to believe it, he slowly squatted down and squatted beside his father.

"I just figured out what was going on. Lu Ran tried his best to keep calm and explained to him: "Your father once said that the god of time let him choose a place to die, and the god can let him stay there forever, stay in that moment.

And that place, needless to say, we all understand, is in this home.

At that moment just now, the two of us, in fact, stayed in that moment with your father.

In the moment he died, time stopped.

So just now, when you look out the window, you see that everything is suspended. ”

When Lu Ran said this, Huang Dewen's eyes flickered, and he remembered that when he looked out from the windowsill, the pictures outside the window were all as if someone had pressed the pause button, and they stopped there.

He was also confused at the time, but now that Lu Ran said this, he also understood a little.

"Paused?"

"Yes, just now, we were all in a moment that was suspended, the eternal moment when your father would be forever. That's why we can see your Father, eat with him, and talk with him. ”

"Just now, the three of us were ...... in the same time and space" Huang Dewen repeatedly confirmed to himself while muttering to himself, and on the other hand, his eyes kept turning, as if he was thinking, and he seemed to have no idea.

He stopped staring at his father's lying body over and over again. Instead, he raised his head, looked at the kitchen door, and whispered, "Father, now, you should have brought the tableware on the table to the kitchen." ”

As he spoke, his gaze moved to the living room dining table, "After washing his plate, he will replace the bottle of flowers on the table with a bouquet of flowers in the vase."

If the mother is there, the mother will change the bouquet of flowers, and then the father can take out a book he likes, go to the backyard, and sit down to read. ”

Speaking of this, Huang Dewen just showed a little smile, and there was a sad look.

"I wonder if he's reading, what do you say?"

Lu Ran didn't know if Huang Dewen was asking himself this question, but he was the only living person in this room except Huang Dewen.

"I don't know. Lu Ran replied honestly.

"I haven't finished my barbecue yet, Dad, don't you want to eat with me? Or will you make an extra barbecue every day and wait for me to come back?"

But, in that case, you won't be able to wait for me to come back, will you?"

At this time, Huang Dewen's sadness had surpassed his smile.

He seemed to be talking to the unconscious father in front of him, and it was as if he was talking to another father who also existed in this space, but could not see.

Lu Ran wanted to find some words to comfort him, "He is still in this house, as long as you want him, you can come back." ”

"When I go home, I can't see each other. In the same place, but not in the same space.

This is not what I want to meet......"

Lu Ran was deeply sympathetic to Huang Dewen's experience, however, the vibration under his feet at this moment reminded him that he had to leave here quickly.

"Devin, I'm afraid we're going to have to get out of here. ”

"I'm going out, I'm coming back just to find my family, and I've found it now, why do I want to go out?" asked Huang Dewen with a look of not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

Lu Ran had no choice but to walk out of Huang Dewen's house by himself.

In the room, Huang Dewen got up, stood at the door, smiled at Lu Ran, and waved goodbye.

Lu Ran seemed to see that Huang Dewen's father was standing beside him, putting his hand on his shoulder, and smiling at him together.

He no longer tries to persuade Huang Dewen to escape, perhaps, for some people, the survival of running away is far less satisfying than dying well.

Then, Lu Ran turned around and walked into the down-and-out world alone......

……

In reality.

Lu Ran opened his eyes suddenly.

Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead and body.

He raised his hand to take off his glasses and wiped his face with his hand.

Real, Lu Ran is very sure, the self he touches now is real.

He reached out again and touched the couch where he was sitting.

"I'm done. ”

Not far away, Huang Dewen, who was sitting behind the piano, said softly.

Finished playing?

Oh yes, I've been sitting here listening to Wong playing his music.

Lu Ran came back to his senses completely.

It turned out that he had been sitting on the sofa at his house.

So, the strange story he experienced just now, the otherworldly island, the three gods, and his father......

Are they all the melodies you hear from his songs?

This song with ups and downs and all-encompassing is really wonderful. Lu Ran sighed secretly.

Before Huang Dewen played the music, he once told Lu Ran that everyone will hear a different story, so he did not give this piece a fixed name, "What you hear, call it".

Huang Dewen gave it the name "The End of Time", and the story Lu Ran saw was the story in Huang Dewen's heart.

In this piece, the onlooker hears a hint of sadness and contemplation of death.

And the people who are involved in it, those who are in the same melancholy mood as the player, hear from the melody a feeling of sadness, hesitation, then a deeper level of melancholy, and finally a yearning for death, the end of time......

Lu Ran suddenly understood something.

He finally understood why, before the performance, Huang Dewen insisted that Lu Ran was not his audience, and Lu Ran did not need his help.

Because, Lu Ran is not the kind of listener who is engaged in it, he is not in a hurry to seek the liberation of life, he is not really confused, and Huang Dewen does not need to use music to answer. (To be continued.) )