Sixty Years of Spring Breeze (Part 2)
Lu Yinche said that ascension was the end of this world. Transcendence did not make a cultivator a true god. At least as far as this world was concerned, that person ceased to exist, leaving behind only fragments of words and traces of their presence.
Just like when mortals face death, they will feel the fear of forgetting their past and not knowing where to go.
"Do you want to ascend?" Yan Yanshu asked him.
"Do you want to?" Lu Yinche asked back.
Yan Yanshu didn't answer, but watched Lu Yinche fold a blade of grass, and a silly little deer jumped out from his fingertips.
"Everyone aims to ascend, to seek God, to escape this world, to reach a higher realm."
"But this is false. The upper realm only has Gangqi. Gangqi, formed from the emptiness of all things, is the end of everything and the beginning of a cycle. It is an external air bag. What we have learned throughout our lives, those so-called beliefs passed down from ancient times, are just lies, false hope."
"But this is also true hope. Ultimately, people only want a destination to reach. If they reach the upper realm, they'll have to start all over again. There's always a path ahead, there's hope. Hope that can never be reached is the true hope. If it's truly realized, people will regret it and have to look for new hope."
He looked at Yan Yanshu, his eyes smiling. "I don't ask for this hope. I just move forward. This is what I want to do. Being with you and moving forward together is my hope."
Then why don’t you stay where you are?
In order to deceive the Heavenly Dao and return to the past, many people paid an immeasurable price. It was just a desperate gamble. Fortunately, Lu Yinche succeeded, but such a gamble cannot be copied. This is the limit of what the four secret treasures can reach.
Time is moving forward, progress is inevitable, and separation is inevitable.
Lu Yinche said, "I'll tell you a secret. In fact, besides ascending to the upper realm, there is a wider world. Although we can't become gods, we can still be together."
Yan Yanshu felt that he was just empty talk.
He had long been accustomed to Lu Yinche's mouth, which talked about everything. He needed to pick out what he could listen to and remember what he didn't want to hear.
When people reach the upper realm, they turn into罡气, all things come to an end, and everything becomes mixed together. What future is there? What's the point of talking about the vast world? All consciousness disappears and becomes integrated. Then you can really go anywhere. You are in me and I am in you. Isn't this just empty talk?
But Lu Yinche just smiled and didn't explain.
"You promised me that you would keep moving forward, keep moving forward with me."
I promise you.
Even if you lied to me.
Blue clouds rise and the sky and earth change color.
The power of heaven and earth surged and converged like a tidal wave. Above the heavens, vortices of cloud suddenly formed, and the rays of radiant light lasted only a few brief breaths before being replaced by a bottomless void. There was no celestial music recorded in ancient texts, only absolute silence.
The wind stopped, the water stagnated, and even the passage of time seemed to become sticky.
Yan Yanshu's figure gradually became blurred and transparent in the blue clouds.
He did not resist, but just turned around, his gaze penetrating the barriers of space and falling accurately on the figure that might be standing somewhere or perhaps only existed in his heart.
His body began to transform into the purest point of light, like a star flowing upstream, and cast into the depths of the sky.
Every bit of spiritual power and every wisp of soul that constituted his existence were decomposed and sublimated under the guidance of the Heavenly Dao, returning to the original qi of heaven and earth.
This is not extinction, but an assimilation, a return, and an inevitable process of individual consciousness integrating into the grand rules.
Just before his figure was about to completely disappear, a very light, yet extremely clear thought came from the bottom of his heart, like a final whisper, transcending the boundaries of life and death and rules, and quietly fell:
Ache, will you wait for me in front?
Immediately, the brilliance faded, the clouds subsided, and the world returned to tranquility, as if nothing had happened. Only the words in books, the gossip of the world, and the sighs of the past remained, remembering that a powerful being had once achieved harmony with the Tao here and ascended to heaven in broad daylight.
Several eras later, Somekawa City.
The news is reporting that a cold wave is coming. For the citizens in the north, this is a completely unchanged event year after year. Every household has heating, and even when walking on the streets of the city, there is a protective device like the sky above your head, so you will not feel cold.
Lu Yinche is from Nanjun, but he is not afraid of the cold by nature.
He was queuing up to buy the latest issue of a fiction magazine. If it weren't for die-hard readers like him (plural), the magazine would have probably gone bankrupt long ago. In this day and age, they still insist on selling only offline print media. How old-fashioned.
Before it was his turn, he heard the people in front of him complaining, "Why is there another world-ending crisis? The author wrote it this way in the last book, and it's the same in this one. If they can't take revenge on society in reality, they'll take revenge on the world in the novel, right?"
Lu Yinche raised his eyebrows, knowing which article in the magazine it was. The author's name was "Let's Eat Braised Pork Today", and he would post different photos of braised pork on his personal media every day without fail.
Really, words and deeds are consistent...
Lu Yinche bought a magazine, but he only had time to flip through the catalog before he had to catch the bus. Yes, he was still a hard-working student with a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. At this time, he should be working as a laborer at a construction site outside the city. No, he should be doing an internship.
Fortunately, it was a cold wave, not scorching sun, but even so, several of Lu Yinche's roommates had become shameless and sighed all day long, saying that it was too unlucky for Lu Yinche to be a civil engineer with a face like that. He could have been a popular guy, but now, dealing with construction sites every day, he would become a useless person two years after graduation.
Lu Yinche only sneered in response: "Why would I want to be a popular guy? What's the point of having a fair complexion?"
"Is it because she looks fair? Is it just fair? It's the important criterion to distinguish whether she is a person or a man, okay?" The roommate just failed in his confession and roared angrily.
Lu, a fan of heavy fiction who is popular with both men and women and a true virgin, Yin Che, expressed his complete lack of empathy. He consoled his roommate, saying, "There are still ways for dark-skinned people, but for unkempt, rough-hewn people, it's much harder."
My roommate cursed and went to shave.
Lu Yinche got on the car. The light rail out of the city was very fast and it only took fifteen minutes to reach the construction site. He didn't have time to finish flipping through the latest magazine in his hand. He closed it and ran into the site. It seemed that someone from the client was coming to inspect today.
This project is part of the development of a sub-city center, expanding the boundaries of Somekawa's urban area. The location is quite good, offering a view of Somekawa's famous twilight scenery. The planning is also sound, encompassing everything from commercial centers to residential areas. Only a portion of the first phase has been completed, but one can already imagine what the future will look like.
Lu Yinche's family is well-off and he plans to buy a house here to settle down. He has already marked a property he likes. It is still in the foundation stage, so it is a good opportunity for him to go and take a look.
The robotic arm was working, and the workers were doing their jobs, but the materials on the ground were a bit messy. Lu Yinche frowned. This was not a good thing. Wasn't the client's inspection today? But he was just an intern, so he couldn't care less -
He saw a strange man standing not far away, with a reinforced concrete roof frame behind him. A worker on the scaffolding was casually throwing down his breakfast garbage.
"Damn it!" Lu Yinche cursed and rushed forward, not caring about the magazine in his hand, and pulled the man away. The garbage fell to the ground, and the remaining liquid splashed everywhere. Fortunately, it didn't get on him and didn't cause any injuries.
"Falling objects from high places, how dare you throw them around? Where did this temporary worker come from? Didn't he get his safety education?" Lu Yinche cursed and turned to the man, "Are you okay?"
He saw the man's face, and it was indeed someone he didn't recognize. He was very young, probably around his own age, and it was obvious he wasn't from the same profession. He exuded the aura of an elite—yes, an elite.
However, this elite seemed to be extremely frightened by the accident just now. His eyes stared at Lu Yinche without blinking, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and extremely lethal power. Lu Yinche almost thought that this person had some unfinished karma with him in the previous life.
"You..." Lu Yinche hesitated and didn't know what to continue.
He didn't hit anything. How could such a handsome man be so frightened? Is he stupid?
Of course not.
The person in front of him finally moved, lowered his eyelashes slightly, and seemed to think for a moment, then said to Lu Yinche: "You saved me, don't you want me to repay you in any way?"
Good fellow, repaying his life-saving grace with his own body. Lu Yinche knew this plot, but looking at the well-dressed and handsome man in front of him, he always felt that he could not connect him with the plot of such a cheesy novel.
No, it's just some garbage, mainly plastic products. If you get hit, you won't need to go to the ICU. What's the point of saying whether you can save it or not? This is not a short drama...
If it was a man who didn't look to his liking, he could have said a few words skillfully, so it would be better not to report it.
Facing him, Lu Yinche just opened his mouth: "Well, well, what's your name?"
"Yan Yanshu." He said, smiling at him.
Lu Yinche nearly fainted. What was the scariest thing in the world? Of course, it was a cold-faced handsome man smiling sincerely. It was like ice and snow melting and a hundred flowers blooming.
Lu Yinche prided himself on being a bit handsome, and had received many love letters since he was a child. To round it off a little, he could even be said to be loved by everyone. But compared with the handsome guy in front of him, he was simply unworthy of his title of "freshman heartthrob" on the school forum!
"Well, my name is Lu Yinche, and I'm a student at a university nearby." He introduced himself.
"Yes, Ache." Yan Yanshu held his outstretched hand with a smile on his face.
Lu Yinche felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.
What's going on? Why are you suddenly calling me so intimately?
But he didn't hate this name at all.
It’s as if the depths of my soul have been called out like this many times.
So he also smiled: "Nice to meet you. If you want to repay me, do you want to marry me?"
"Is it okay?" Yan Yanshu asked him back, with only Lu Yinche's reflection left in his eyes.
Lu Yinche did not answer immediately, but went to pick up the spiritual food he had dropped a few steps away. The forgotten magazine was shivering in the cold wind. He quickly flipped to the latest chapter of "Let's Eat Braised Pork Today", which was eight black words occupying a line.
【Year after year, we share the spring breeze】
Even the Somekawa River, which is ravaged by cold waves, will eventually embrace a bright spring.
He turned around.
"Although it's a bit fast and a bit surprising, it's okay." Lu Yinche said, "After all, I'm a popular person."
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