A hand landed on Alan's shoulder, and Adele crouched down and whispered, "Your mother will be proud of you." Yes) ??? ★

Alan pressed his backhand on Adele's hand and nodded, "Thank you." ”

He had regained his composure and stood up again, the tin house full of afternoon sun. The house was full of sunflowers, and it looked like a golden patch. Even the humble tin house is embellished with a dreamlike beauty at the moment.

"This oasis, with all these flowers and trees, could not have been formed naturally.

After regaining his composure, Alan revisited the place.

Adele agrees: "Oases in the desert are usually made possible by the nearby underground rivers that make it possible to grow vegetation. But it would take a long time to do all this, but I'm sure that a year ago, it was a barren place, and it would never have been possible to create such an oasis. ”

"If it's not naturally generated, it's artificial?" Alan was taken aback, who could create an oasis. Obviously, these flowers and trees can't grow into what they are now.

It's created out of thin air!

The thought of coining the word moved Allen's heart slightly. At this moment, there was a dog barking in the distance, and the two turned their heads to look, and someone on the other side was walking towards them. He looked like a farmer, with a shovel on his shoulder, and his face could not be seen clearly through his hat, except that he was wearing a shirt and trousers. His trousers were rolled up, he was not wearing shoes, and a yellow dog ran around him, barking twice from time to time.

Adele didn't do anything, she just thought it was weird. When he looked at Allen, he couldn't help but be stunned, and the expression on Allen's face changed rapidly, from initial shock, to anger, and finally calm, to indifference. He said softly: "Adele, can you wait for me in the car, I want to talk to this person." ”

The girl said "um", didn't ask why, turned around and left.

As she disappeared behind the trees, the farmer came to the tin house, and the sun was shining, and he looked up slightly under the brim of his hat, and his eyes in the shadows glanced at Allen, and then threw a bone to the yellow dog. He went into the tin house and took out a tablet made of tree trunks. Alan watched as he nailed the wooden tablet into the ground next to the house and placed it among the sunflowers.

Alan walked over, and the wooden tablet was engraved with a line of words: May you be well in heaven, pure and unsullied like flowing water.

The sound of banging rang in his ears, and the man continued his work with his back to him. Alan said softly: "People are no longer there, does it make sense to do this?" ”

The man with his back to him replied, "It depends on what you think of meaning." For me, if I remember her, then it all makes sense. If I've forgotten, there's no point in doing more. ”

"And do you remember her?"

When the man finally finished his job, he stood up, pulled the brim of his hat and whispered, "Unforgettable." ”

Alan was shaken.

The man walked towards the tin house and took out a cigarette gun and a pack of tobacco leaves. He sat down next to the room, put his feet on the ground, put the tobacco leaves in his bong, and said, "Would you like to hear me tell a story?" ”

"You say." Alan sat on the other side, leaning against the outer wall of the room, looking up, and shielding his hand from the bright but not dazzling sunlight.

The man's voice seemed to come from far away: "Many years ago, there was a man. He's a bastard, he's been to many places, he's had different women, and even those women already have his flesh and bones, but they're still ruthlessly abandoned by him. Because for him, getting acquainted with women and giving birth to children is nothing more than a means of continuing offspring, and has nothing to do with love. ”

But on a bright afternoon like today, he saw a girl. When the girl looked back at him, he saw himself in the girl's eyes. At that moment, something gently caressed his heart, and he knew that he was in love with that girl. ”

"You may think it's incredible, but it's just the way it is. There is no such thing as love, and it has nothing to do with reason. Some people have been together all their lives, but in the end they have never really loved each other, they are husband and wife, but strictly speaking, they are just partners who live together; Some people have never seen each other, but because of a casual look at each other, they can never forget that glimpse. ”

"As I said, that man is a bastard. Although he likes girls, his methods are rough and unreasonable. He took the girl away from a big family, and turned her, who was originally a princess, into an ordinary girl. At first, the girl hated him as much as he wanted, so the man did everything he could to please her. Knowing that she liked flowers and plants, he began to plant flowers and plants; Knowing that the girl liked small animals, he caught a squirrel puppy to tease her. ”

Gradually, the girl began to have a crush on him. Then the two were together as a matter of course, and one fine night the girl gave herself to him. In the midst of the girl's crying, he swore that he would be good to her for the rest of his life. The girl believed and saw him as a lifelong partner. ”

However, at the end of the story, it is not as happy as other love-like endings, no matter how much the man wants to be with the girl for the rest of his life. But he had to leave the girl, even though the girl already had his flesh and bones. But he had to leave, so he went without giving the girl any explanation. He would rather this girl hate him than have hope. He prepared an atonement, and when he died, he would go to heaven to apologize to the girl and ask for his forgiveness. The man paused: "If he has the opportunity to go to heaven........"

Alan was silent, and the man didn't speak again, only the tobacco leaves in the cigarette gun made a soft sound from time to time. After a few moments, the man spat out a smoke ring and said, "When the story is over, do you want to do it?" ”

"I'm afraid she won't forgive me if I do it. Although she did say that she was going to send the dagger into the chest of the bastard man. But now I realize that the man is not that much of a jerk, and perhaps, he needs a chance to explain. ”

Alan stood up and prepared to leave.

"There will never be another opportunity like this." The man reminded.

"I know, but Miró has also said that if I do this, it will only end the twilight of this age, not the fate of our people. You should know that too, right? ”

"I know." The man took a puff of his cigarette and spit it out again: "It's just that I can't wait to go to that world to see her." ”

"It's been so long anyway, so you can bear with it a little longer."

Alan turned his back to the man and waved his hand: "I'm leaving......"

"Father."

The man's whole body shook, and then a drop of liquid rolled out of the corner of his eye. He lowered his head and pulled the brim of his hat: "Take care of yourself, son." ”