Chapter 4 The Yellowed White Cloth
Time is an illusion of man, and it is man who has an illusion of his surroundings. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe vast universe actually doesn't matter about time, it's only when there is a sense of human life that the universe has the concept of time. In people's subjective consciousness, the passage of time is not even at different moments.
Just like Qi Luoling's body lost control in just a minute or two, she felt like it lasted for a long time.
She saw a lot of bright spots swirling and flickering in the darkness, spinning very, very fast, at a speed close to the speed at which the blades of the ceiling fan were turned on the maximum setting, and then there was a constant tinnitus in her ears......
Fortunately, Qi Luoling didn't really fall, and a pair of strong arms behind her caught her steadily, and then helped her up.
After Qi Luoling's mind was in turmoil, her hearing was the first to recover, and she faintly heard the noise around her, although it sounded like it came from a far, far away. She struggled to open her eyes, and then felt a sharp headache, but she could see the person in front of her, the one holding her.
She smiled weakly and said, "Thank you, Mr. Cui." ”
Choi Jae-sun asked with concern: "What happened to you just now?" It was so dangerous, but fortunately I caught it. “
At this time, a group of enthusiastic people surrounded her in front of her, and an exhibition staff member squeezed through the crowd and brought a bench to Qi Luoling from the front hall of the exhibition and asked her to sit and rest for a while.
The hallucinations became more and more frequent, and she couldn't help but feel a deep concern for her health. The hallucination was still a dream, to be exact, but it was half-awake and half-dreaming, and it made it impossible for her to tell the difference between reality and dream. Of course, she was well aware that this halluciation was closely related to the answer she desperately sought.
Qi Luoling ended her trip to the exhibition early, politely declined Cui Jae-sun and Xu Xiaoya's offer to send her home, and took a taxi back to Xu Xiaoya's home alone.
Back at home, she eagerly climbed into the warm and comfortable bed and slept hard.
I don't know how long it took, but she woke up, rolled over, and blinked her somewhat sore eyelids.
The evening glow slouched through the cracks in the curtains, but there was no life, no warmth.
Clear, she began to ponder the harrowing dreamlike hallucinations again.
What did the Jew want to tell himself? If it is about the omen and hints of the score, how to interpret these dream-like clues?
After thinking about it for a long time, there was no answer, but it upset her.
Qi Luoling simply got up, took out the colorful cloak from the packing pocket in the wardrobe again, and looked at it seriously.
She also checked a lot of information about this cloak made of seven-colored satin, which is made of silk satin of seven colors, and it looks like a rainbow when worn. The Korean people have always believed that the rainbow is a symbol of light and beauty. Using seven-colored satin to make clothes for young children expresses a good wish, which is intended to make children more beautiful and happy.
She walked to the window and hissed hard to pull the curtain open.
The sun was shining in and the light inside the house was very bright. So she carefully observed every part of the cloak several times, including the fabric, workmanship, joints, needlework and other details.
Through the light, she suddenly faintly saw that there seemed to be something else inside the inner layer of the cloak. Her heart was beating wildly, and she used her index and middle fingers to gently twist the front and back layers of the cloak, and there was indeed a layer of cloth inside.
At the hem of the cloak, the dense needlework has been broken in a small place.
She gently straightened the fabric at the corners, and sure enough, there was a layer of cloth inside, a layer of white cloth.
Qi Luoling immediately took out the scissors from her bag.
She couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart, her hands trembled a little, and it took a long time to tremble and cut the thread at the junction of the fabric.
There is indeed a white cloth that is yellowish in the inner layer.
She carefully took out the white cloth and gently spread it on the writing desk in front of the bed, carefully observing it.
Perhaps it was because the cloak had been stored in the damp closet of his parents' house for too much time, and the white cloth had been eroded, not only with a few black spots on it, but also with many small holes in the middle.
The appearance of the white cloth seemed to have lasted longer than it had been when the cloak had been there.
On the right side of the white cloth were six characters sewn vertically from top to bottom with black thread, but she didn't recognize them, because they weren't in Chinese, and based on the shape of the font, she was sure they were Korean.
At this moment, there was a sound outside the door of Xi Suo Suo taking the key to open the door, Qi Luoling looked at the time, it should be Xu Xiaoya back.
When Xu Xiaoya had just entered the door and had not changed her shoes, she urgently greeted Xu Xiaoya: "Come on, come on, help me take a look." ”
"What? You don't have a good rest, what are you wondering? Xu Xiaoya threw her handbag on the sofa in the living room and walked over.
"Help me see what these Korean characters mean?" Qi Luoling pointed to the words on the white cloth and asked her.
"Where did you get the rags?" Xu Xiaoya shook her head after taking a closer look.
"You don't know those words?" Qi Luoling asked in surprise.
"I don't know Korean at all, and my colleagues in the company use Chinese."
"Aren't you working in a Korean joint venture? You don't usually use Korean? ”
"Very little. Even if I need to use Korean to handle communication matters, don't I have an assistant? She graduated from Korean. Xu Xiaoya said seriously.
Qi Luoling was a little frustrated, and a look of loss appeared on her face.
"What do you want it for? Xu Xiaoya asked puzzled.
"It's related to the guy I'm looking for."
Xu Xiaoya looked at her in astonishment, and finally comforted her: "It's okay, I'll take you to my assistant tomorrow and ask her to help you translate." ”
Qi Luoling nodded.
The next day, Qi Luoling followed Xu Xiaoya to her company again.
The female assistant took the white cloth, frowned, and carefully recognized the rusty words on the thread.
"Is this a place name or a person's name?" Qi Luoling asked her eagerly.
"Nothing,?????? It means an independent revolutionary movement. The female assistant glanced at her and said indifferently.
Qi Luoling was dumbfounded and stood there dumbfounded. I originally thought that the information about the name of the place or the name of the person related to my biological mother, who knew that it was an unfamiliar historical term.
"What is an independent revolutionary movement?" Qi Luoling continued to ask.
"I don't know much about this ..... this, and I don't know much about Korean history." The female assistant said apologetically.
"Oh," Qi Luoling was a little disappointed.
"However," the female assistant continued, "you can find our Mr. Choi, who is Korean, and should know better." ”
Qi Luoling thought that she couldn't let go of every clue, so she asked Xu Xiaoya to take her to Mr. Cui's office.
"Why are you Mr. Cui so young?" In the aisle, Qi Luoling couldn't help but ask.
"It's so simple, it's the crown prince, commonly known as the rich second generation." Xu Xiaoya whispered.
Coming to Choi Jae-sun's office, Ki Nak-ryong asked him about the history of the Korean independence revolutionary movement.
Choi Jae-sun looked very surprised and stared at her intently: "Why do you want to know about the independent revolutionary movement?" ”
Qi Luoling thought for a moment and said, "I want to find someone." “
"Who is this person? Is he Korean? Choi Jae-sun asked curiously.
"Uh-huh, sort of." Qi Luoling replied vaguely.
"The Korean independence revolutionary movement refers to the period from the annexation of Korea by Japan in 1910 to the Korean Peninsula to independence, and all acts of people's independence are considered Korean independence movements. If the person you are looking for has anything to do with this, it means that this person is at least nearly 100 years old, and the chances of being alive are very small. Choi Jae-sun said with a smile.
Hearing this, she suddenly thought of something and was stunned.
Is this old white cloth trying to tell her that her biological mother may be the offspring of independent revolutionaries? If this is true, then it is not far off to follow this clue and find your biological mother.
But what she couldn't figure out was that the independent revolutionary movement didn't take place in South Korea. What does it have to do with Shanghai during World War II?
Finally, Choi Jae-sun took out a book from the bookcase opposite the office and handed it to Qi Luoling: "I have a Chinese version of the Korean history book here, you can take it back and read it." “
Qi Luoling expressed her gratitude and took the book.