Li Shengruo looked at the moon-white spear that he had been staring at since he was a child. His breath, which was originally a little excited, could not help but calm down. He had stared at it countless times, whether it was sad or sad, whether he was a child or now a grown-up. Adult.
When he was young and naughty, he tried to pull it out countless times, but it never moved. When he became an adult, he also tried to hold it again, but this time the feeling was more obvious. The root of the gun seemed to be connected to the entire mountain range. , did not move at all.
"Huiming..."
Li Shengruo quietly reached out his hand again and gently held the barrel of the gun. The feeling in his hand was as cold as steel, but there was also a slight warmth.
"I'm going."
He turned his head, took one last deep look at the spear named Huiming, and turned away without any nostalgia.
When Li Shengruo's footsteps left the hall, his right hand suddenly sank. Huiming, the spear he had stared at countless times and tried to pull out countless times for countless years, was just taken by him quietly and without any abnormality. In hand.
"...."
Li Shengruo was a little absent-minded. He looked at the spear shaft in his hand that seemed to intercept a section of moonlight. He opened his lips and hesitated to speak, but quickly shook his head and simply wrapped the spear named Huiming with the sheets in his luggage. He got up, grabbed the suitcase with his other hand and rushed out of the house.
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For a long time, the huge wooden cabinet that had lost Huiming's spear stood quietly on the spot. The moonlight fell a little lonely in its cabinet. An old lady with silver hair did not know when she had been with this empty cabinet for a long time. Looking at each other.
"Huiming, is this what you want to tell me?"
Although she was old and had black hair on her head, her beautiful face could still be seen in her eyebrows. The old lady silently looked at the moonlight outside the window.
"Qing Yue, Sheng Ruo, like Ming Ting back then, has to go down the same old path again. Is this fate?"
No one could answer her, only the lonely moonlight shed clear light.
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"Anyway, we've arrived... Bincheng..."
Wei Zeshu arrived at the airport at the time specified on the ticket, and was in a hurry to apply for a boarding pass for the first time.
As for his original dormitory in the orphanage, there was nothing left behind, and he had nothing to take with him. He only had a few clothes and high school uniforms, and he could pack them all away in a second-hand suitcase.
When Wei Zeshu arrived at the airport, he only had these clothes and a few books in his suitcase, as well as the Northern Admission Notice with a bright red ribbon in his arms. As for the high school textbooks, they were all left to his younger siblings in the orphanage. them.
His many years of mathematics, physics, chemistry, and biology notes were given to the boss's wife's child. He was about to enter high school and came in handy. In the days before he left, he had been busy revising and deleting these study notes.
"If you come back in the future, this room will still be reserved for you."
The dean of the welfare home, who had no feelings for Wei Curcuma but was very fond of him, shook his hand symbolically, and Wei Curcuma politely thanked him back.
There is a student in the orphanage who has been admitted to the top five universities in the country. Naturally, he deserves some preferential treatment. After all, this is included in the dean's work performance.
Instead, it was the owner and his wife of the coffee shop where Wei Zeshu had been working. When they learned that he was leaving, they insisted on driving him to the airport. The wife helped him get a boarding pass, and before leaving, the boss secretly gave him a The big red envelope was more than 2,000 yuan, which was as much as his monthly part-time income.
"You can come to our house to stay when you return to Beicheng in the future, don't be embarrassed."
The proprietress touched her child's head and said this to Wei Curcuma. The latter had always admired Wei Curcuma and felt that he was his boss because he didn't need to take out his ID card to join him in the Internet cafe.
"Brother, without you in the future, whose ID card should I use to go online?"
"Stop worrying about that game of yours. Please read the notes I left for you. It won't be a problem to be ranked first in the school. I will go to Qingbei in the future."
Wei Zeshu reached out and pressed his head, rubbing it. Sometimes this kid in junior high school really only plays with reality.
"Then, brother, can we still play Tomorrow's Porridge together?"
"Don't worry about your second-dimensional mobile game!"
Wei Zeshu waved his hand at him, dumbfounded, and walked into the terminal lightly.
"Xiao Wei is such a good boy. He works quickly and has a good character when he is working. He was also admitted to the Northern University of Technology."
"Well, this kid looks promising at first sight. It would be great if our child's academic performance was half as good as his."
The boss and his wife felt quite emotional for a while, feeling as if they were missing out on sending their children to college.
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Wei Curcuma, who was sitting in the first class cabin of the plane, remained silent.
After boarding the plane, he was naturally unfamiliar and wary of such luxurious scenes, just like a little mouse who had been living in the sewers seeing the city for the first time.
He put his hands on his knees and sat upright in an extremely reserved manner. This made him very conspicuous among the first-class passengers, but Wei Curcuma didn't pay attention to the others around him.
As the plane took off, Wei Zeshu was able to watch through the window that the city beneath him quickly became smaller, and then passed through the clouds. The city at night was a bit strange.
He also liked to climb to the highest rooftop of the orphanage late at night to see the busy traffic downstairs, but the height of the tenth floor was still too low. Even if the young Wei Zeshu tried his best to see, he could only see It’s just these streets where I live.
At this moment, he was sitting in a luxurious seat in the first class cabin. The small table in front of him was covered with exquisite snacks and fruits. Some of the precious fruits from the south were even varieties he had never heard of.
He had never sat on such a soft and comfortable chair, and he had never heard of a space to lie down and rest completely on an airplane. In fact, he had never experienced anything.
Even if he encounters an anomaly, even if he faces such horrors, even if he encounters an unfortunate situation like a graduation ceremony, even if he fights with monsters like that, he is actually just a student who has just graduated from high school.
He has experienced nothing, no travel worth mentioning, and no entertainment other than studying and working.
He couldn't help but keep looking out the window, looking at the city in the dark night with fascination. He had never heard that the world could be seen from this angle.
The first half of his life was in the small city outside the window. Whether it was elementary school, middle school or high school, he encountered countless anomalies and experienced countless events. Will he leave in the end?
The lights kept flickering. The lights of every car and the lights of every home shrank into light spots. Wei Zeshu looked at the city getting farther and farther away. For some reason, he suddenly felt that he was far away from his past. It was getting farther and farther away, but he didn't miss it.
"Mr. Wei Zeshu, this is a gift entrusted to you by your school principal from our flight crew."
The stewardess with exquisite makeup brought a tulip cup to Wei Curcuma.
The crystal tall tulip cup was clean and crystal clear, and the warm yellow-orange champagne with a faint silver color was poured into it. The ice-cold body of the wine caused fine condensed water droplets to seep out from the wall of the cup. You can see the champagne inside. Lots of bubbles.
"The signer is Principal Lu Fusu. He said..."
The stewardess opened the delicate envelope with some subtlety. This was a letter that the airport director specially told them to send to the distinguished guests before the flight departed.
"Classmate Wei Zeshu, you are welcome in the north. Please work hard and survive."
"..."
Looking at the city from a high altitude, it is easy for people to have the illusion that they are omniscient and omnipotent, but in fact, it is not until you step into it that you will understand how beautiful and difficult life is.
"Northern Territory...?"
Wei Curcuma looked at the admission notice in his arms again, as if there was a door hidden behind it. Wei Curcuma looked out the window again, but the night view could not be seen through the aircraft portholes that had broken through the clouds. The distance is a little too far.
"Of course I want to live."
Wei Curcuma, who had always seemed calm about everything, took a deep breath and closed his eyes slightly to calm his inner emotions. He said this to himself and clenched his hands unconsciously.
When he opened his eyes again, he took the glass of champagne in front of him and drank it in one gulp.
It’s August, the end of summer and the beginning of autumn.
The green leaves have not withered yet, but the veins of the leaves are faintly turning red, just like the cool summer breeze.
Countless people with different pasts and different lives gathered in the North.
