Hyakki Night Walking
I remember that night, Zhou Wen looked at the fire, which looked so dazzling in the night, and the firelight was reflected on the face of the person who raised the fire, reflecting the longing, sadness and imperceptible pain.
It was a night of a hundred ghosts walking at night, and every household was burning paper money for the deceased, and the whole Lotus Town was like a grand event, with bright lights.
It's just that this grand event is silent, only the straw and soybean wreckage make a hoarse sound in the flames, which is a quiet burning, but also a hot burning.
The next day, a light rain began to fall from the sky, perhaps a remnant of the brutal atmosphere of a typhoon in the Pacific Ocean. The light gray clouds overhead tightly wrapped Lotus Town, and the scattered light desperately squeezed out of the gaps in the clouds, and the whole cloud seemed to be purple-red as if it were injured.
Zhou Wen woke up very early, he watched the whole room slowly brighten, white gradually invaded black, this is a contest between black and white, but also a contest of time itself.
He felt that he missed Cai Jie more and more, missed the throbbing brought to him by Cai Jie in the middle of summer, and missed those nights, even if a hundred ghosts walked at night, he still didn't feel the warmth of loneliness and sadness.
Every time he touched the word Cai Jie, Zhou Wen's heart seemed to be stabbed a few times by a bayonet.
"Please leave me a bullet!"
"Nope! To live together, to die, to die together! ”
Zhou Wen's mother was looking at the pretender starring Hu Ge in a daze, seeing that her eyes were full of sadness, Zhou Wen was embarrassed to disturb.
"Mom, I'm going to go out once."
"Where?" Zhou Wen's mother hurriedly wiped away her tears and looked at Zhou Wen'er with rain in pear blossoms.
"I'm going to find Caijie." Zhou Wen said secretly sadly.
When Zhou Wen's mother heard that Zhou Wen was going to find a girl, she thought that she was going to find Xiaofu, and she was a little surprised, but when she heard that Zhou Wen was just going to find Cai Jie, her joy flashed.
"Oh, go early and come back early!" Zhou Wen's mother said and continued to eat melon seeds while watching the TV series.
Zhou Wen was like this, without a trace of hesitation, and went to the place he missed.
The wires outside the car are like several parallel lines that have been negotiated with each other, and they are speeding forward together. The shadow of the sun crawled on the car window, and in the illusion of light and shadow, quietly disappeared.
The green fields are constantly changing, the temperature is also rising and falling with the twists and turns of the winding mountain road, and the disgusting smell of the engine that swells up in the car from time to time is like the poisonous gas that has been placed in the carriage in advance, which makes a few passengers who are sick snoring and vomiting to the ground.
It's just that Zhou Wen was unconsciously apprehensive, panicked and confused at this time, like a mountain, inserted into his weak heart.
"What? Is this villa sold? And what about the people who used to live here? Zhou Wen asked a cleaning aunt almost in shock.
"I don't know, I'm just cleaning up the garbage here!"
Zhou Wen left Caijie's house in despair, without seeing the old people, only the old scenery, which made people upset and confused.
Zhou Wen went home dejected, and his mother, seeing his listless appearance, concluded that the meeting was a failure.
Zhou Wen stood alone on the street, looking at his Lotus Town, with high eaves and high teeth, and little green smoke.
No one knows what he has experienced since he went to find Caijie that time, but since that day, Zhou Wen is no longer Zhou Wen, as if he has changed as a different person, his emotions have become no longer so rich, just a serious and serious face.
Except, of course, in front of Xiaofu.
The results of the college entrance examination have not yet come out, but Zhou Wen does not need them, because he has been arranged by his uncle to study at a university in Shanghai with good finance a long time ago.
A month before the summer vacation ended, Zhou Wen left home to go to Shanghai, and when he left, he saw his mother crying and beads, and his eyes were full of reluctance. But as soon as he gritted his teeth, he also passed.
Zhou Wen's college years began.
For Zhou Wen, it may be the end of his bloody love for the entire three years of high school, or maybe it is just the beginning.
However, on the other hand, since such a sad thing happened in Caijie's family, she found that many relatives and friends had snubbed his family a lot. But she didn't particularly care, because she knew early on that those people were not genuinely good to them, but good friends in business.
She dismissed the housekeeper, and although the housekeeper didn't want to leave, Caijie had made up her mind. She took her mother and her two to live with a cousin in Shanghai, the only place in her life that could be called a "relative".
"Mom, no matter what the future holds, I must support you, and please believe in Cai Jie." Cai Jie's eyes were full of tears, but the strength in her heart did not let the tears remain.
It's just that her mother is drunk all day long because of excessive grief, and now she is on the verge of madness.
God has hurled the stone of Sisyphus at me, and I will show my sword to God.
Come on! Wind!
Come on! Lightning!
Fate can't defeat me, because I only control my own destiny!
And Zhou Wen and Cai Jie, the fate of these two people was pulled closer again from the direction that they were gradually moving away, and they were pulled closer and cast a breath-like vision.
Zhou Wen behaved like a five-year-old child in front of his uncle every time, and always felt that there was an endless amount of ice cream to eat in a lifetime, and a small car that could not be counted in a lifetime.
"Wow! Uncle, it turns out that Shanghai is so prosperous! Zhou Wen looked at the bright lights of Shanghai, and he was confused for a while.
"Wenwen, Shanghai is a magical place. You can get rich overnight, or you can be poor overnight. All prosperity can only be possessed by the strong, and only the mud and darkness, the lowly and the mediocre belong to the weak. Uncle looked into the distance and said slowly to Zhou Wen.
"That uncle must be a strong man!" Zhou Wen said proudly.
"Uncle can only be regarded as an old antique, and the future still belongs to you young people! Ha ha! Uncle patted Zhou Wen's little head, and then took Zhou Wen to eat Western food.
Zhou Wen was strongly dragged into the university by his uncle in the name of so-called "independent enrollment", so the person who entered the Stanford Business School Shanghai Union College, which is rare by virtue of independent enrollment, must be an unusual person. However, when everyone around Zhou Wen tried their best to please Zhou Wen with this point, they found that Zhou Wen knew nothing about finance, and they seemed to start doubting life.
Cai Jie sloppily returned to her cousin's house, but when she found out that she had always thought that her cousin's family was the last relative, her mother's younger brother, her aunt, had a sneering attitude that simply stunned Cai Jie. She had no idea that these relatives in her family would be so snobbish.
Cai Jie is a strong person, and she would rather die honorably than live in humiliation. The next day she took her mother to a hotel outside. She, on the other hand, plays the piano in a bar and works part-time to support them.
The glow-in-the-dark glass of grape wine, staggered, and the black and white notes played by Cai Jie's fingertips instantly gushed out from the keys, splashed into the air, and turned into colorful floating clouds for a while, and like a dreamy wonderland for a while, so that the whole bar forgot the time for a while. After the play, the whole bar burst into applause.
But no one knows that Caijie's piano sound has changed from pure to vicissitudes, but this vicissitudes of vigour seems to be more suitable for people who come to the bar to buy drunk.
Light and shadow are intertwined, and the timing is changing.
Zhou Wen watched a new world unfold towards him, the welcome banner on the university campus, the incomparably enthusiastic seniors who can be called "our parents", and the classroom teaching that was completely different from high school, all of which made Zhou Wen dizzy.
"Junior brother, let me tell you, high math is a tall tree." A senior with sad eyes said earnestly when talking about his experience.
"Why?" Zhou Wen's big eyes flashed with charm.
"Because a lot of people are hanging on it! Stupid you! The senior knocked on Zhou Wen's head and gave him a roll of the eye by the way.
Zhou Wen looked at the seniors who were going away with a confused expression, but Zhou Wen turned around and said to a female classmate in the same class next to him.
"Yang Yuyan, just now the senior told me a university secret, do you want to know?" Zhou Wen glanced at a girl with beautiful eyes in front of him slyly, and said earnestly like a senior.
"What's the secret?" Yang Yuyan said with a pair of big eyes.
"High number is a tall tree, do you know why?" Zhou Wen looked at the ignorant female classmate in front of him proudly.
"Because a lot of people are hanging on it! Stupid you! Then Yang Yuyan knocked Zhou Wen's head hard.
"Why do you know?" Zhou Wen grinned in pain, he wanted to play with the children, but he didn't expect to be mistaken by being smart.
"Because that senior just now is my brother!" A smile appeared on Yang Yuyan's lips.
"Despicable!" Zhou Wen gritted his teeth.
"That's because you're ignorant!"
"Shameless!"
"That's because you're naïve!"
"Despicable and shameless!"
"That's because you're naïve and ignorant!"
Zhou Wen was annoyed, this was the first time he had lost a battle on the lips, so he pointed at Yang Yuyan with his finger, and then drew a 2 in the air, and then drew a sleeping 8.
"What do you mean?" Yang Yuyan really didn't expect Zhou Wen to come to this hand, but she was a little confused.
"I said you're two to infinity! Hahaha! After Zhou Wen finished speaking, he ran to the dormitory, but he didn't run far before he fell and ate.
"Well deserved! You're dead! Yang Yuyan laughed wildly in the distance.
"Grass grass warbler fly February sky, blow the embankment willow drunk spring smoke! Hmm~" Zhou Wen was not to be outdone, stood up and made a very strange expression towards Yang Yuyan, and walked forward with the pain.
"I'll go, this guy, I'm really going to obey you if I don't cross the street and don't help my grandmother!" Yang Yuyan wiped the sweat from her forehead to express her "respect" for the strange classmate in front of her.
And Zhou Wen quietly saw Yang Yuyan walking away, and then let out a scream of "whoa", the fall just now was too painful.
Life is full of surprises, but it is also full of scares.
Only people with big hearts are not so fascinated by surprises and are not so afraid of fright, on the contrary, this kind of people, life gives them the most suitable living environment.
Cai Jie kept telling herself that even if she was tired and sleepy and didn't want to do it anymore, she had to stand until her mother lay down first, and as long as her mother was still there, she must let her mother live well.
Cai Jie's part-time job has almost trained her to be an all-round god: she has sold refrigerators at Gome, worked as a shopping guide in a large department store, and even worked in a housekeeping company to clean others...... And she did all of this just to keep her mom alive.
Because Cai Jie used to be pampered, he suddenly did these dirty jobs and was tired, and he didn't know how many layers of cocoons fell on his hands. The smooth skin on his face seemed to have become a little rough overnight.
Life, life.
It is said that on July 15, the door of ghosts was opened.
At that time, it was a time for a hundred ghosts to walk at night.
It's just that the fire is reflected on the faces of the pious, like enthusiasm, more like the driving force to move forward, urging people to move forward.
Zhou Wen and Yang Caijie thought that a ceremony would end, but the thread of fate between the two was still about to be entwined.
You can't stop it.
You can't forget.