He Tianran disappeared again, so suddenly and silently.
In the octagonal pavilion in the mountains, only Wen Liang was left alone, with tears streaming down her face.
She knelt down weakly in the pavilion, thinking carefully about everything He Tianran had said to her just now, and what the young man meant by saying "I said I love you thirteen years ago."
The sadness of parting did not stop her from thinking, a thought kept rising in her mind.
Subconsciously, she thought of Cao Aiqing and the beautiful but fragile face of the bride when she left.
That young man He Tianran disappeared because he didn't belong to this world yet. He had to go back to the beginning and accept his original fate. And only in this way could he stand in front of himself and honestly say all the words about forgiveness.
Because only after experiencing everything can we truly let go and forgive.
This is something that the young self cannot do no matter what.
"Let's get acquainted again."
Wen Liang has been waiting for this sentence for many years.
At this moment, the shackles that she had been carrying in her heart were finally broken open by the person she had always liked, and she found such relief as joy.
But, what should Cao Aiqing do?
Did he save himself, but harm another person?
No, based on Wen Liang's understanding of He Tianran, if he had gone through all this, he would definitely think of a way to make up for Cao Aiqing.
And this method was the reason why Cao Aiqing couldn't help but roared that Wen Liang and He Tianran should just end their grudge!
The young man He Tianran must have told Cao Aiqing about another September story, so she didn't tell herself what the boy who disappeared yesterday had said to her...
Wen Liang quickly came to a conclusion. Thinking of this, she slowly stood up from the ground. Just now He Tianran said that there would only be one him in this world, so he did not disappear, but...
She took out her mobile phone and gingerly dialed He Tianran's thirteen-year-old phone number...
The wind in the mountains seemed a bit noisy.
On the other end of the phone, after a brief period of blind tone, the call was miraculously connected!
A familiar but unfamiliar voice rang from the phone receiver: "Hello, hello, who are you?"
For a moment, Wen Liang's mood surged, and she asked cautiously: "Is it... He Tianran?"
"Well, it's me, you?"
"I...I am...Wenliang."
When the woman said her name, she fully expected that the "He Tianran" opposite would react when hearing the name. However, she did not expect that the other person paused for a while and then said:
"Wen Liang? This name sounds familiar... Do we know each other?"
For a moment, Wen Liang felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and she murmured:
"I...we were classmates in high school. You...you should still remember me, right? When I was a senior in high school, our school's welcome party..."
Having said this, the other party obviously thought about it, and his tone was filled with disbelief after a long separation:
"Ah! I remembered, it's you! I heard, Wen Liang, that you became a star after graduation. We discussed it among our high school classmates for a while, but there is no news about you on the Internet these years... I heard that you...ahem...I'm sorry...it was the first time I received a call from a celebrity, and I was a little excited..."
Wen Liang was silent for a long time after hearing this. The information revealed in the other party's words already showed that He Tianran had a very strange relationship with him and had not even been in contact with him for a long time.
Wen Liang knew the embarrassment in his words. If he hadn't helped her turn around in reality, she might still be hidden by the company, or she might have quit the entertainment industry long ago.
But these are no longer important to her.
"You...how are you doing now?" Wen Liang asked softly.
"Huh? It's not bad. Didn't I do well in the college entrance examination? I also studied finance in college, which is a popular major. Now I am working in an investment bank. I just bought a house not long ago..."
Wen Liang was originally happy when she heard about his changed life, but the next words made her heart tremble and her eyes were dizzy. She only heard the person on the phone say happily:
"Oh, by the way, I'm getting married tomorrow. Would you like to come over and have a couple of wedding drinks? We high school classmates will be happy to see you!"
"marry?"
"Yes, you also know my lover, Cao Aiqing! Hahaha, I'm a little embarrassed to mention this, but I still want to thank you. If you hadn't taken the initiative to say a few words to me back then, there would have been no gossip in the class. Flying around made the jealous little girl in my family get jealous and approach me in a hurry. Maybe she and I wouldn't have had this affair. Now that I think about it, I was really lucky. When I was in high school, I actually had an affair with two school beauties. ...Hahaha, just kidding, don’t mind.”
"He Tianran" on the other end of the phone spoke sweetly, and his happiness and joy were palpable, but the warmth and coolness on the other end made his heart feel like falling into an ice cave, as if the soul in his body was covered with a layer of frost-like coldness.
"Congratulations... Congratulations... Naturally." The insincere congratulations came out of her mouth, and there was a chill in the sadness.
"Ha, thank you, thank you, Wen Liang, please look at your time. Come over when you are free. If you are not free, don't force it. Just come when the blessing comes. Anyway, whether you come or not, I will save a seat for you. If not I almost forgot when I received your call today, you can be regarded as the matchmaker between me and Ai Qing!"
"……okay."
She did not refuse as always, hung up the phone, and looked into the distance with her warm eyes.
It seems that the prank that year was stopped by Cao Aiqing in time.
He successfully rewrote all stories and saved everyone.
He was finally able to be with the person he loved most.
This was originally a happy event worthy of blessing.
However, he has also become an insignificant passer-by in his life, a memory that he can brag about many years later. He is a person who comes when he is free and does not force himself when he is free.
She put her warm hands on her chest, and her tears couldn't stop dripping to the ground. She breathed heavily, but every breath was accompanied by labor pains.
In fact, I should be happy...
This was a knot that he had spent countless efforts to untie.
You should be happy...
But why do I still have so many regrets and sorrows, and why do I remember all this...
Wen Liang washed his face with tears and kept asking himself questions, but there was only one sentence that echoed repeatedly in his heart -
They have not yet begun to get to know each other again.
If there is such a thing as time travel in this world, then where the story ends is not the most important. What is important is that she was in the story.
A thought arises, a leap takes place.
A figure fell straight into the sea of clouds.
The sorrow in the mountains is like the wind, but no matter what, it can't blow away a person's tears.
In the mountain path, an old man in monk's clothes walked slowly. After stopping outside the pavilion for a long time, he sighed deeply at the already empty pavilion.
"Resentments and hatreds are met, love is separated, and desires are not available. In this way, the origin and destruction of fate have no beginning and no end."
…
…
Wen Liang woke up from coma, his vision was hazy.
In front of me, the candlelight flickered dimly.
In the Buddhist hall, an old monk sat in front of the Buddha.
Outside the palace, the sky was dark.
"Female donor, are you awake?" the monk said in a gentle tone.
Wen Liang gradually regained consciousness, and the frightening moment was still in front of her eyes. She was a little panicked: "Master... I... haven't I already..."
"When I saw you crying and fainting in the pavilion outside the mountain, I felt pity and asked someone to carry you back."
After hearing the explanation, Wen Liang's mood slowly calmed down. She regretted her previous impulsive thoughts, but fortunately, all those were probably hallucinations after coma. She stood up from the ground, looked at the old monk gratefully, and said:
"Master, thank you, but I still have some urgent things to do now. I will definitely visit you in the future to express my gratitude and donate incense to express my gratitude."
After saying that, she was about to leave when she heard the old monk slowly smile and say:
"Female donor, why are you so anxious about something? You might as well talk to me and I can help you out."
"I……"
Wen Liang was not sure whether what happened to her could be answered by the mage in front of her, and now she only wanted to see He Tianran immediately.
"Female donor, there are no armors in the mountains, and the vicissitudes of life are like floating clouds. It is okay for the donor to go, but the mountain road is rugged. The donor may forget all the things he asked for as he goes down."
As soon as the old monk spoke, Wen Liang had a clear understanding in his heart.
It's not unreasonable for He Tianran to choose this place to meet.
Wen Liang looked back and was stunned, and the next moment, she knelt devoutly in front of the monk, with a sad and sad look on her face.
"Mage, what should I do..."
The old monk clasped his hands together and said, "Go down to the mountain and forget all your troubles. Donor, what do you wish?"
Wen Liang shook his head: "I don't want to."
The old monk asked again: "Is the donor willing to stay in the mountains and be confined to all the joyful things?"
Wen Liang shook his head again: "I don't want to."
"Then... escape into reincarnation, spend one day and one night, die thousands of lives, and pray that you will not be able to stay for a while. Only when the karma is exhausted can you be reborn. This will continue, what is the donor's wish?"
Wen Liang, who had been shaking his head repeatedly before, faced this cruelest choice and answered decisively:
"I do."
The old monk looked at the woman firmly and resolutely. Her expression flickered in and out under the dim light of the candle. The old monk sighed:
"When you reach the point of infatuation and the conditions of origin and condition disappear, I have three precepts. If the donor is willing to uphold them, just go to the Buddha and light a lamp..."
The old monk stood up from the futon, turning the beads in his hand, and slowly came to Wen Liang's body.
"You will live your entire life without any evil or delusion. Can you hold on to it now?"
This sentence talks about Wen Liang's various evil deeds before.
"Can hold on."
"It will last until the end of your life, but the momentum will not come close. Can you hold on now?"
The situation cannot be exhausted, the words cannot be exhausted, everything is too overwhelming, and fate will inevitably end early. This sentence is to let Wenliang not be too persistent, and know how to be restrained and self-sustained.
Wen Liang hesitated for a moment, but still replied firmly: "I can hold it."
"You will live your entire life without being surprised by separation, without being happy with love or hate. Can you hold on to it now?"
As soon as he heard the words, Wen Liang's body trembled slightly, and he struggled repeatedly in his heart, unable to speak for a long time.
She couldn't give an answer, or rather, she didn't want to.
Knowing that she was resisting, the old monk comforted her: "Female donor, there are nine out of ten things that are not what you want in this world, so why can't you let go of it for so long?"
Wen Liang raised his head and asked:
"Master, if I have a clear conscience, why should I let it go?"
The old monk closed his eyes, chanted the Buddha's name, and stopped admonishing.
"Let's light the lamp."
Wen Liang stood up, walked to the lamp in front of the Buddha, and slowly lit a candle.
Warm yellow flames illuminated her face.
In the dancing firelight, she seemed to see many past events...
As a story unfolds, it can have countless endings, but it can only have one beginning.
No one can raise a phoenix, but the phoenix flies to the phoenix tree.
No one can restrain the moonlight, but the moonlight shines on the sky and the earth.
Since everyone has a place to go,
Then let the story
continue.
: There may be one last chapter tonight, and the third volume will be completed.
(End of chapter)
