Chapter 89
Yael did not sleep all night.
The next morning, he cleaned up the remaining space from the previous night and put his belongings back into his bag.
Crunch——
The two door panels were put together, and Yael carefully fastened the old lock.
And as this clicking sound was rang out, all the memories seemed to be locked and well stored inside.
He took a few steps back and stared quietly at the old building in front of him.
This old house has been forgotten in the cracks of time for many years. Now the dust has finally been wiped off and it stands peacefully in the morning light.
Finally, Yael bowed deeply, then turned around and walked away step by step.
He probably won't come back.
…
The cemetery is further away in town and requires several bus transfers to get there.
Fortunately, many people came back to pay their respects, so it wasn't difficult to get a car to transport people to the town, though it was a little crowded.
Yael saw the young mother and daughter on the train again, and was somewhat surprised that they had the same destination.
"Mom, that brother looks so familiar, I seem to have seen him on the train..."
The little girl opposite me squinted her big round eyes and whispered to her mother.
Yael looked away somewhat awkwardly, looking at the scenery outside the window that was constantly receding.
After leaving the village, the road became much easier to drive on. The whole car went from stumbling to gradually becoming stable, and there were more people in the shops on both sides of the road.
This time I failed to touch the lamb again.
Yael looked at the street beside the road, thinking about his next plan and journey, and suddenly felt a little regretful.
"ah!"
The little girl opposite suddenly screamed in surprise, and the glass butterfly she was playing with slipped out of her hand.
As the glass was about to fall under the car and shatter into eight pieces, the space seemed to freeze for a moment.
The next second, the butterfly stood steadily on the ground.
The little girl exclaimed, picked up the butterfly from the ground, and held it in front of her mother, "It's not bad at all!"
Yael retracted his slightly moving fingers and was infected by the pure happiness. He couldn't help but smile.
After seeing the Heart of Vera that night, his mental strength recovered a little. Although it was completely incomparable to the original state, it was still incredible for a human being.
He could feel a thread coming from across the long and distant universe, with the other end tied to the little finger of his left hand, constantly pulling him.
As long as the right time comes, the way back will be reopened.
The car swayed slowly to the destination, and Yael opened the door, got out, and stepped into the bright sunshine.
This area is vast and sparsely populated, and because of an inexplicable belief, the people here are buried in cemeteries in the suburbs after they die. Every year during the Qingming Festival, a large number of wanderers return home to pay homage.
"The total is 198 yuan. Do you want to pay by scanning the QR code or paying in cash?"
Yael selected the offerings and white flowers, paid the money, and followed the crowd into the cemetery gate.
He walked slowly along the path in his memory, passed a large area of tombstones, and arrived at his own cemetery.
There are two rows of names carved on the tombstone in front of me, located on the left, and there seems to be an empty row waiting for the third person's name.
"Grandma, Mom."
Yael stared at the name on the tombstone for a long time, his expression gentle and with a hint of nostalgia.
"Long time no see, I'm back."
In this cemetery, the urns of my grandmother and mother are buried, and perhaps he will be buried there soon too.
This is the custom here. People believe that after death, they must have a place to be buried, otherwise they will not be at peace as ghosts. Also, if they are buried with their family, they will not be lonely, and they will be one family in the underworld.
If you are afraid of crowding, you can buy adjacent locations. If you don't mind this or don't have enough money, you can buy one location and can share a tombstone and everyone land.
After saying hello, fearing that they might complain, Yael explained softly again.
"I'm sorry, it's not that I forgot about you, but something unexpected happened in the past three years and I really couldn't come over."
I haven't been here for three years. A lot of dark green moss has grown here, and a thick layer of dust has accumulated. Even the red words are difficult to see clearly.
Fortunately, he had anticipated this situation and bought water, brushes and towels in advance.
"I'll clean this place first, and I'll talk to you guys while I'm cleaning."
The store outside has special cleaning agents that are very useful. Yael squatted on the steps, washing and brushing while talking about what happened during this period.
"…I did go on a long journey, so far that I even left the Earth (whispering). I couldn't find a way to come back, so I couldn't come to see you."
"I think it's a reward. I learned an alien language, got a well-paid job, and my status is relatively respected. I can support myself."
After wiping with the towel, the stone slab revealed its original appearance. Large pieces of moss were carefully brushed off, and dirty water flowed into the low places.
"The biggest reward is that I have found someone I like by chance."
Yeldon paused and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then he remembered to report Caesar's existence to his grandma and mom.
"We'll talk about this later. I'll introduce him to you formally then. Now just focus on worshiping him."
With the last splash of water, the tombstone, which had been corroded by time, finally revealed its original clean appearance.
He carefully soaked up the water with a towel, and under the bright sunlight, the wet water marks were quickly dried up.
The offerings were placed on it one by one, including sake and cakes, with incense burning and white flowers blooming. It finally looked like a worship ceremony.
"How have you been doing in the past three years?"
Yael sat cross-legged on the ground facing the tombstone. After thinking for a while, he felt that he had been very disrespectful just now.
We just met, so I should have asked the elders about their situation first, even though I wouldn't get a reply.
"I heard that if the souls down there are not doing well, they will appear in dreams to the people up there. I ask them to burn more paper money and incense."
He held up the side of his face, his expression calm, but a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.
"For all these years, you have never come to see me in my dreams. I guess you haven't encountered any difficulties."
Yael stared at the tombstone in front of him, still recalling the past aimlessly.
They didn't actually spend much time together, and there were many frictions and even resentments during that time, but life and death is a big hurdle that can dissolve many, many things.
Those memories have been beautified by time, or in other words, have grown and matured, shedding their unpleasant outer shells, leaving only the warmest core.
"That's good. Even if I'm not around anymore, it shouldn't be a problem."
He finally chuckled with relief, as if he had voluntarily overcome a hurdle in his heart and was no longer tormented by the memory.
"Here, here!"
More and more people came to worship around, some came alone and some came with their families, and it was very lively.
In order not to block the way, Yael sat on the steps of the cemetery, just one step lower than the offerings.
"Well, let's talk about your daughter-in-law."
He coughed a little embarrassedly, but after holding it in for a long time, he still didn't know where to start.
"She's called my daughter-in-law, but she's actually a man. No, that's not right. I guess I can't say that..."
Yael sighed, and realized belatedly that it seemed a little inappropriate for him to openly show his secrets in front of the tomb.
But the words had already been said, and stopping halfway would have kept people on suspense and been disrespectful to the deceased. He organized his words and continued.
"His name is Cize, he has white hair, golden eyes, deep brows and features, he is more handsome than an international superstar, but he is not a star."
Her appearance is easy to describe, but I get stuck when it comes to her identity.
"I don't know if I can say that he was originally a general in the military, and later became a marshal. He is a powerful figure who ordinary people can only see on TV."
If the spirits of his grandmother and mother were still here, they would definitely think that this child was crazy after hearing what he said.
No matter how you think about it, this matter seems so unreal. After all, he is just a poor boy with no power or influence. Maybe he just has a good-looking face.
Yael continued speaking, vaguely skipping over the part about the Zerg.
"Although he is a marshal, he is not very old. The average age in that place is over 200 years old. We are all young and strong."
"He's very big and strong, can kill an A-ranked monster with one punch, is invincible on the battlefield, and can sweep away anything with ease - and I'm not really talking about Ultraman."
"But don't worry, he really loves me and treats me well. He won't treat me like a monster."
Yael always felt that what he said was getting more and more outrageous. No parent would be comfortable with such an introduction!
In order to emphasize that he was neither kept nor forced upon, he thought for a moment and began to recount the story of their first meeting.
"It was very dramatic when I met him. He was about to die, and I happened to pass by there. My heart softened and I picked him up. It was quite similar to when I picked up the glutinous rice balls."
"I don't know why I felt so soft-hearted. Maybe he was too tragic and too strong, and his eyes were too bright and shining, which made me..."
Yerka paused for a moment, unable to continue. Recalling his feelings at that time, they were already very vague.
Maybe it was just a sudden thought, or just a whim.
Anyway, life is so long, how can one always be cautious and rational? The sudden feeling hit him, and then the next second, he made a decision.
Whatever the cause, the result has become an established fact, and that is enough.
"After I saved him, things were not going well for a while. There were all kinds of troubles and problems, but fortunately they were all solved in the end."
After picking up Xi Ze, their stagnant life began to stir. No matter whether they were brought together by sheer force or if there really was destiny in the dark -
"In short, we just fell in love with each other."
Yael joked in a light-hearted tone, but his expression was serious.
"It may sound strange, but we are in a normal relationship and are in the honeymoon phase right now."
"He came back so suddenly this time that I didn't even get to say goodbye to him properly. There must be something wrong with his health. He might be diagnosed as a parasite because he has been in a coma."
After thinking for a while, Yael added, "In short, we have to go back quickly, otherwise he will definitely cry."
These words inexplicably exude the sour smell of love. At first glance, one would think that he is having an explosion of love in his brain, rather than thinking that this is some kind of fairy-tale love.
Probably every elder who is concerned about their children's marriages would be unable to help but curl their lips and complain about these two people who are so silly, stupid and naive upon hearing this kind of cheesy love story.
Especially when one party has to travel far away with the other party, one becomes even more worried.
They couldn't reply, but they must have been worried about this. Yael didn't know what to say, so he could only offer some words of comfort.
"Don't worry, we have known each other for a long time and we know each other very well. He is a good person and has always been very nice to me."
"You might think he's scary just by hearing those intimidating names, but in fact he's very honest and gentle, and he does everything with patience and meticulousness."
He counted on his fingers, listing the good points of Cize one by one, trying to convince his grandmother and mother to like him as well.
"He remembers everything I like and dislike, all the trivial life habits including dietary taboos, etc. If he looks at something for a second, that thing will be delivered to me the next second... It's quite troubling sometimes."
Yael coughed softly, and the next second he couldn't help laughing. He felt like he was in Versailles.
Perhaps only those who are truly indulged and spoiled to the point of being lawless would have such troubles.
"He respects my wishes and ideas. He usually won't ask me a second time if I've rejected him. He has always protected me very well. Although he is very quiet most of the time, he will not hide many things from me."
"Normally..."
Yael kept talking about Caesar's good points, and he didn't finish talking for a long time.
"In short, he is a very good person. You can rest assured that I will not live a miserable life in a foreign country."
A breeze blew by, gently ruffling the hair on the forehead and bringing a special kind of coolness.
The leaves rustled slightly, and the petals of the white flowers were blown into the air, carried away by the wind to an unknown distance.
Yael slowly calmed down and stared at the endless sky in a daze.
"I just said so much, it was all messy, and I didn't really explain my own thoughts clearly."
He took a deep breath, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed when he thought that his grandmother and mother might be listening, but he still spoke clearly, enunciating each word.
"He loves me very much, and I love him too. I want to live with him and go on forever."
“I’m serious.”
“Very, very serious,” Yael stressed.
What he didn't notice was that the small white flowers wrapped behind him were blown by the wind, and the soft stems swayed up and down, as if nodding.
"If possible, I really want to bring him to meet you."
Meet him formally, introduce him formally, and then say goodbye properly.
Although the chance is slim, the future is always full of infinite possibilities, and there may be such an opportunity.
Yael was in a daze. He waited until the sunlight slanted and shifted, and people who were worshipping around him came and went, before he finally came to his senses.
He took out his cell phone, opened the memo, and typed two words in the title:
suicide note.
The last time he traveled through time and space, it was through his soul. Although the body he created looked exactly like his original self, it was undeniable that he still had a body here.
He couldn't guarantee what the situation would be like this time. There might really be nothing left, or there might still be a corpse left.
We need to take good care of the aftermath.
"First: If anyone finds my body, please don't be afraid, call the police and send my phone and body to the police station. Thank you very much."
"Second: Hello, I'm sorry for wasting police resources, but if possible, please help me contact the nearest hospital. I am willing to donate all the usable organs in my body. Please feel free to take them."
"Article 3: Regardless of whether it is the hospital or the police who are in charge of this body, if possible, please cremate me and bury my ashes under Tombstone No. 67 in XX Cemetery, XX Town, XX City."
“(ps: I still have some money in my card, which should be enough to cover all the expenses. If there is any money left, please donate it to the Hope Project or the Stray Animal Rescue Foundation. Thank you very much!)”
"Please do not tell the people in my address book about my death, because I have already told them that I will be going on a long trip. They are all very good people, but there is no need to add more sorrow to them."
"Article 5: ..."
When I wrote this, I paused for a moment, and couldn't think of anything else to say.
He has no particularly important ties, so even if he leaves, it won't affect anyone. He just needs to take care of this body and he can leave this world smoothly.
But he flipped through it again and still felt that it was not appropriate, as if it would cause too much trouble for the police... However, organ donation is something that can give back to the public, so it might as well be entrusted to the police.
Yael was stunned for a moment, then asked subconsciously, "What do you think?"
What should he do so as not to affect others and to properly settle himself, and then return to the tomb behind him and rest forever in the land beneath his feet?
The wind was blowing in the cemetery, the crowd had dispersed, and there were only tombstones standing quietly around him. No one could answer his questions.
But maybe no answer is the best answer.
After thinking for a while, Yael lowered his head and continued to delete and modify the memo, trying to perfect this will that had no legal effect.
“…The land where the old house was built belonged to my grandmother, but now no one lives there (no relatives or friends left). If the government wants to demolish it to build a road, it can be demolished directly without any problems.”
He wrote six or seven concise and clear messages, signed his name and identity information, then stopped and set his cell phone password to none.
The back of his neck seemed to feel a little cold, so Yael reached out and touched it, then he realized that his behavior was inappropriate.
If the spirits of his grandmother and mother were really reading the will he was writing at the grave, all his efforts would be in vain.
He quickly turned off the phone screen and explained repeatedly.
"Well, this really isn't a suicide for love, it's just that Xi Ze... well, he's actually an alien. If you want to be with him, you have to abandon this body and travel through time."
"Just like that - biu, I crossed the universe and reunited with him."
Yael explained to himself for a while until a child walked by and stared at him curiously.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
But before Yer could answer, an adult looked at him warily, picked up the child and walked away quickly.
"I'm sorry, the child is ignorant... let's go."
Maybe it's because I was talking to myself just now without paying attention to the people around me, I really looked like a madman.
When he realized this, his eyelashes trembled slightly and the expression on his face gradually faded.
"Feel sorry……"
Yael buried his face in his arms and spoke hoarsely after a long while.
After all, he actually has his own selfish motives.
He has had enough of living alone without any relatives or friends, and although he has adapted well, it does not mean that he will not feel sad and bored.
He had to handle everything on his own, and every time he returned to his rental house, it was cold and dark... All these made it increasingly difficult for him to endure the pain of depression, so that he spent all day in the laboratory and eventually died of sudden death.
He endured loneliness for so long before finally waiting for the warm light of home and the other half with whom he could walk through the rest of his life.
How could I bear to let go?
“I may not come here again.”
Yael closed his eyes tightly, with a look of guilt and reluctance hidden in his arms, but he still insisted on speaking softly.
"I have a new home now. It's too far away and I don't have a return ticket."
"It's not that I've made a choice, nor am I putting you on a scale to measure your weight. It's just that people can't always stay in the same place in their lives."
He opened his eyes and looked at the birds flapping their wings and flying high on the branches in the distance. A faint but tenacious light flashed in his eyes.
"It's time for me to start over."
"sorry."
As soon as Yael finished speaking, a strong gust of wind blew from a distance, blowing his hair and collar into disarray.
“Hmm…?”
A bit of sand and dust was blown into his eyes. He raised his hand to block it unexpectedly, and his body fell backward unconsciously, and his curled up body was exposed.
The wind brought countless flying petals, which covered him all over.
It's like a comforting hug.
Yael's pupils shrank slightly and he froze in place for a moment.
"……mother?"
He murmured in disbelief with a slight tremor in his voice.
The strange fragrance brought with it a sense of warmth, and in a trance it seemed like a leisurely afternoon.
The golden sunlight filled the living room. The toddler curled up in his mother's arms, smelling the incomparable comforting scent and falling asleep with each gentle pat.
Yael stood up in a daze, staggered forward a few steps, reached out to grab and opened his arms to hug.
...but there was no way to retain that fleeting miracle.
It took him a long while to come back to his senses. He sat back on the steps, covered his eyes, laughed intermittently, and wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand.
"You agree, don't you?"
Agree to let him leave here and pursue happiness ahead, even if he will never come back and we won't see each other for decades.
The pulling force from the little finger made the feeling of being sucked even stronger.
Knowing that the door was about to open, Yael stood up and reached out to straighten the white flowers that were tilting a little. On the white petals were two lines of beautiful red regular script.
Engraved on it are the two people he cares about the most and is most worried about.
He had stumbled out into the world from their arms, and now with their blessings, he was running towards a bright future.
"Mom, Grandma, I'm leaving."
Yael stood up, stared at the tombstone in front of him, and smiled gently.
"I will always miss you, and you should remember to miss me too."
"goodbye."
call--
A breeze swept past, blowing the little girl's bangs up, like a kitten with its fur standing on end.
But she didn't care about that at all. After seeing what was happening behind her, she jumped up and shook her mother's hand.
"Mom, that brother was standing there just now, but he suddenly disappeared!"
"With a flick of a switch, it disappeared without a trace!"
But the busy mother didn't care and reached out to touch her head.
"Be good, and mom will take you to eat candied hawks later."
The little girl said "oh" and stood still without moving around, but she still couldn't help looking around.
"Mom, when will spring come?"
The sun was shining, the birds were singing, everything was looking its best, and she picked up a small flower from the ground.
"Silly girl, spring has already come!"
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Recalling the foreshadowing of "that year"!
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