At night, for safety reasons, Lu Shu and I didn't stay too far apart.
He made a bed on the floor and I lay on it looking at the full moon.
"Lu Shu." I suddenly spoke.
“Yeah.” Lu Shu’s reply came from below, muffled.
"Zhai Xing's moon is not blue." I looked at the blue moon outside the window: "So the old world is not Zhai Xing, right?"
I still have regrets. If the shadows are going to destroy the old world, then I am witnessing the end of a civilization. With the experience of the ruined world, I began to fear the possibility of a parallel Zhaixing - this may be the [homeland] that I have never touched.
Lu Shu replied: “Yes.”
His words were always brief and firm, as if he didn't need to think for a long time and would just give me the answer I wanted.
So I covered myself with the quilt and fell asleep quickly. I didn't know if it was because someone was keeping watch, but I slept very soundly. I woke up at dawn and tiptoed around Lu Shu. The student dormitories on both sides were very quiet, and I didn't know where to go.
Away from the living area, I heard the sound of a piano, distant and desolate. I quietly approached the auditorium, and light shone through the crack in the door.
The woman in a white dress sat behind the piano, and Xia Jiawen, dressed in black, sat beside her. The two of them sat close to the piano stool, playing with four hands, their shadows almost overlapping. The light from the stage quietly shone on them, the notes were cold at the beginning and cheerful at the end. Tiny dust particles floated in the air, like stars floating in the cosmic clouds.
This scene was filled with a quiet beauty, as if all the sorrow outside the Netherworld had been isolated, leaving only the two people in the auditorium.
I stood in front of the crack in the door and listened to their voices.
"...After playing for a long time, I remembered that I haven't heard you play the piano for a long time." Xia Jiawen said.
"…I learned it when I was young, but then the world became more and more chaotic, so I didn't play the piano much." Yawen said: "Sometimes I think the art of music is really a great thing. Dozens of notes connected together can give people a deep feeling."
"…Once history is obliterated, nothing of earlier songs, paintings, and literature will remain in later generations. It would be nice if our reincarnations could remember these things."
"…It doesn't matter. No one will bother us for the next thousand years. Life is a hundred years, a long time, and we can spend it together."
"...Will you blame me? I proposed to you, but I can only bring you to play the piano. We don't have extra resources to hold a wedding, and we can't even get a marriage certificate. Due to the special nature of my job, we can't have children."
"...No, this kind of love is good...Didn't we meet through piano lessons? You were clumsy at that time, and you pressed the black keys and then the white keys. I remember that day the sunlight shone through the squares, and your face seemed to be divided into pieces of black and white keys..."
"...When the children in the Experimental City grow up, we will hand over the heavy workload to them and specialize in teaching piano ourselves."
"...Okay, when we reincarnate, maybe we'll become better and better pianists..."
They had been playing all night. The rhythm of the four-hand concerto was beautiful. Lin Yawen was more skilled, while Xia Jiawen was a little unfamiliar, so she would slow down her hands and let him try to keep up with her rhythm. The fine notes jumped out like distinct ice crystals.
I saw the morning glow.
The dream he and she described was extremely gentle, like a seed that was gradually sprouting. They did not look up at the window filled with rosy clouds, but stared at the black and white piano pieces at their fingertips, the clean and simple notes, and then smiled at each other.
I don't know why... Today's sun feels especially warm. Maybe it's because something I'm attached to is sprouting.
I quietly left the auditorium, thinking about their vision - as long as it is passed down from generation to generation, the rookie with unskilled skills will sooner or later become a great pianist. As long as they are reincarnated from generation to generation, even if their lifespans will continue to come to an end, they will always be a couple of gods who love each other from generation to generation.
The love is true and deep, it will last forever, from life to life, forever and ever.
In this plan spanning a thousand years, Jiuyou was neither involved in the core of the plan nor had access to many key figures, but this made me realize the beauty of this "isolation".
But I have never heard that Mr. Xia Jiawen can play the piano a thousand years later. And there is no Lin Yawen by his side.
Maybe the years are too long.
Let the piano be covered with dust.
…
Time passed quickly, and several months passed without any important milestones. Of course, only half a day of system time had passed.
Until noon one day, Jiuyou welcomed the most important link - a man covered in blood stumbled into Jiuyou.
"——General Qin! You are finally here!" Xia Jiawen immediately went to greet him.
I was shocked. The most crucial "General Qin" finally appeared.
The man's face was almost covered in blood and dust. He raised his hands solemnly and held the wooden box high in the air.
I have a thousand questions to ask this General Qin - who are you? Who will you be in a thousand years? What is the full picture of the Millennium Plan? But before I could open my mouth, Xia Jiawen solemnly took the wooden box from the man and sighed towards it: "... General Qin, you are finally here."
I was silent.
...General Qin actually turned into a wooden box.
No, this should be General Qin's life hard drive. In other words... General Qin is dead. I didn't expect General Qin to die so quickly.
I followed Xia Jiawen to the rooftop, and under the gaze of all the researchers, Xia Jiawen solemnly opened the wooden box and took out a talisman-like object - this is the "life hard drive". Although it is a scientific name, it actually involves emotions and soul.
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