"Strange, didn't he come?"

For fear that he was mistaken, Qiu Shaohu deliberately took a few more glances to make sure that An Jin's name was indeed not left on it.

In the blank space of the wall, a place was deliberately left, as if it was prepared for one person alone, but that person did not appear in the end.

However, he was not too curious, Qiu Shaohu thought that it was more important to complete the current things first.

He took out the star map again, showing various scenes from the past. At a similar point in time, I didn't see the figure of Yangzhai Hanke.

It was as if he had come here and disappeared completely.

"Strange?" Qiu Shaohu felt that it was too strange, so he expanded the time range of the search place, and reproduced all possible time points in the entire ninth layer. All of a sudden, in the scene in front of him, people came and went, like the opening and ending of a play, it was countless students, stopping here and leaving handwriting, but none of them were the last people he was looking forward to seeing.

However, at this moment, his eyes saw a figure from before, and his pupils immediately shook.

That's a figure that appears here, and rightfully so. But it was also at this time that he was most touched by the figure.

is a person he will never forget for the rest of his life.

"Yes," he said softly, "I am looking for the past, but what I hope is not the past, but it is precisely the hope that it will not be repeated." But I was wrong more than once."

That was one of the pains that he didn't want to face.

In fact, he had a similar experience long before Yundi Village. Losing the most important person and being alone was the last thing he wanted to face.

He had everything, but he lost it in an instant. Yundi Village accepted him again, thinking that he would have it again, but it turned out to be just another hallucination.

So after that, Forgetful Island did not fully accept him, but made him feel lucky. Because of this, he doesn't need to have any more ties, he only needs to think about revenge.

"But the experience of the past is also what makes us move forward today. Without the past, many people have no future."

Hearing Qiu Shaohu's previous words, another voice suddenly sounded on the top of the tower.

A small shadow walked in at this moment.

An Jin saw that the door on the ninth floor was actually open, so he tentatively walked in, but he didn't expect that the person inside was actually Qiu Shaohu.

"Is that you?" Qiu Shaohu didn't expect that the person who came was actually this young man, and quickly put away the star map and broken knife in his hand. He looked down at each other and said, "Are you, going and returning?"

He guessed that just before, the other party was afraid that he had just left the Chengyuan Tower with other scholars, but this time, for some reason, he turned back again.

"That's right." An Jin nodded and said. He glanced at Qiu Shaohu more, walked up to the other party, and said, "This is the place where the scholars who can take the test have been authorized by the emperor to write poems over the years. Every day, the inside and outside of the tower are unprecedented. But this top floor, outsiders are absolutely not allowed to set foot on it. Five years ago, Shi Yi came here to inscribe poems, and the neighbors who had sponsored him to study could only wait far away. But today you trespassed into the forbidden land, and when you see me, aren't you afraid that I will report to the police?"

"If you go and come back, you should thank me this time. If I hadn't opened the door, I'm afraid you wouldn't have been able to get in now." Qiu Shaohu smiled, obviously not taking An Jin's words to heart.

"You're right." An Jin was silent for a moment and said, "If you hadn't opened the door here, I'm afraid my choice would have been to walk here, linger outside for a while, and then leave again. But I don't give up because of my own obsession."

An Jin said as she looked around at the walls around her, revealing a slightly melancholy expression.

"Obsession?" Qiu Shaohu's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Poems of Memory." An Jin said, "I came here just to see the verses he used to stay here after the exam."

"Therefore, you have studied hard for many years and participated in the imperial examination, just to follow the footsteps of Shi Yi

, stand where he once stood, and look at the traces he left behind?" Qiu Shaohu said in a deep voice.

"Or else?" An Jin said seriously.

He didn't seem to know at all what kind of detachment he was already a kind of detachment that he was a sensation in the examination, and how many scholars could not be expected, but it was not for fame and fortune.

However, his real purpose has been frustrated.

In this collection of Zhaoguo Nandu, more than 20 years of inscriptions of scholars on the top of the tower, but there is no handwriting, belonging to the memories of the past.

This is what he can't let go.

"I see," Qiu Shaohu chuckled and said, "If you want to read the poems that Shi Yi left here, of course you will be disappointed. for the verses he left behind have been erased."

An Jin's eyes widened and he could hardly believe his words.

"This is a forbidden place for the imperial court, there is no edict, ordinary people are forbidden to enter it, who is so bold? Moreover, what did Shi Yi write that others would not tolerate?"

An Jin couldn't accept all this.

"He didn't write anything, just wrote a very ordinary poem - laughing at the flowers in the heavenly street, Biyang Mountain is under the clouds and the sky is outside. At that time, he was also young, and he was a blockbuster in poverty, so he wrote these high-spirited words from his youthful vigor. It's just that if he could have predicted what would happen in advance, I'm afraid he wouldn't be happy anymore. Later, his mother, who had been dependent on him for his life, also died."

"And then?" An Jin continued to ask, a little anxious, "And then what happened? Why has Shi Yi been completely unknown since then, and he no longer knows his whereabouts? Could it be that it was because of his mother that he was disheartened and retired to the mountains?"

Qiu Shaohu didn't continue to answer at this time, but just said, "It doesn't seem good for you to ask other people questions without telling me why. Like why, are you so obsessed with the things that you remember? Why wonder everything he ever had? What is the relationship between you and him? Also, when you come to the tower today, it stands to reason that you should also write a poem here, but why, I can't see your handwriting?"

"I don't have anything to do with him, it's just that I owe him a favor back then. As for the poems on the wall, I did write them, but now I am afraid that they have been erased, just like Shi Yi."

An Jin said: "Unlike Shi Yi, the poems I wrote are not so high-spirited, but rather discredited. That's probably why, after I'm gone, the court wants to scrape it off so that future generations won't see it."

"So, what did you write?" Qiu Shaohu asked.

"This time, the chief examiner Taishi Duan was not there, but the deputy chief examiner, the prince and young master, Master Xu, asked us to use the tower as a guide and the capital as the theme to compose a poem. Among the people, Lan Qizhuo and Chi Xin were the first to write, and their poems were respectively "The tower is beyond the present dynasty, the golden city is proud of the past", and "Take the chariot on the tower, the cloud shadow Kangjing River and the sky flow".

"What about you?" Qiu Shaohu was not surprised at all, with the temperament of those two people, they would write such poems.

"The thousand-year-old Kangjing is a shadow, and the Baizhang attic will eventually be empty." An Jin said in a calm tone, "This is my answer."

The poems that look at everything are empty, but there is a faint sadness, just like a person who has spent his whole life and still can't get the desired result, and can only choose to let go of everything.

"So," Qiu Shaohu understood, "in your eyes, this Chengyuan Pagoda is empty, Kangjing is empty, and even the entire Zhao Kingdom, and even the world, everything is empty."

"Yes." An Jin said lightly, "Because all of this can't give me the answer I want."

"It's magnificent." Qiu Shaohu couldn't help but chuckle.

He didn't laugh at the young man's somewhat "born" eyes, but had some expectations.

Because only such people are the most persistent.

"It's not that it's bold, it's just that in my eyes, the world is like this." An Jin seemed to feel a little sorry and said, "My life was originally exchanged for another life. For me, this world doesn't belong to me."

"But it will be born

The people whose lives are exchanged for you may not want you to see it that way. He will hope, perhaps, that you will take his place and see everything in this world. That way, maybe you'll feel different." Qiu Shaohu said.

"Everything in the world?" An Jin was puzzled.

Qiu Shaohu showed a feeling of remembrance and said: "When I was a child, the only place I could play was in front of and behind my house. But then, when I was fortunate enough to leave here and see everything in the world, I realized that everything was actually very small, and the Zhao Kingdom was also very small, and everything on the continent was very small, and even in the world that many people had in their hearts, it was only a small part."

"When you are on the earth, you naturally feel that the starry sky is high. But only above the stars, do you know that there is another side."

"And then?" An Jin asked.

"There's no afterthought." Unexpectedly, Qiu Shaohu shook his head and said, "No matter how far away I have seen, I still live for miles around me. Everything you have seen is to let you know what you are going to do, rather than forever chasing that kind of ethereal. The stars are twinkling, and if you can't see the light it shines on, it's meaningless. For example, if you have someone you want to find, then don't hold back, continue to follow in his footsteps, and find the direction you want. Even if it wasn't what you wanted, at least at the last minute, you didn't stop, didn't you?"

"Just like me, looking for traces of the present is also to never forget the past."

The moonlight was hazy, and when it was already past, the hazy light shone in through the window outside, like a white veil spread on the two of them.

Under the moonlight, Qiu Shaohu looked at the young man opposite, with a soft feeling.

But at this moment, a void shadow passed in front of them, and slowly stepped towards the side.

"Who?"

Both of them were shocked when they saw this shadow.