Wu Xie is still there, still innocent

Chapter 97

Medog, Tibet, the Lama Temple among the snow-capped mountains, that is my destination.

When I was young, I had all kinds of whimsical thoughts, including if I was going to die soon, what would I want to do the most, who would I want to see the most, what would I want to eat the most, etc. Now Seems like a boring idea.No matter how old you are, you will feel that life and death are impermanent. People who have been ill for a long time may get better, and those who are healthy may encounter unexpected accidents. At that time, life and death are just a moment, so I don’t think much about it.

But now, I am really counting down the time like a countdown. I don't know why, but the last place I want to go is in the snow mountain, next to the patio with the stone statue of the oil bottle.

After trekking all the way, when I arrived at the lama temple, the first thing I saw was not the little lama, but a person I was surprised by, the Snake Ancestor.

He was holding a jar of wine, sitting on the top of the wall of the Lama Temple, in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, when he looked at the sky, his expression was very similar to that of Poker Bottle, I thought about it, and greeted him, "Hey, Snake Ancestor, what a coincidence."

Snake Ancestor seemed to wake up from a dream. After looking at me for a while, he finally came to his senses. He jumped down from the wall and nodded to me, "So it's you."

He didn't talk much, and I was not in the mood to talk. I walked in silently all the way. Snake Ancestor seemed to be familiar with this place, as if he was at home. After greeting the big lama, he took me to the courtyard. There is a stone statue of Poker Bottle in a jacket.A clean house was cleaned up there, which will be my next residence.

Life in the Lama Temple is very regular. When I wake up in the morning, I will sit by the stone statue and look at the sky. The air here is very good. Sometimes just breathing this air can make me feel dazed all day.I don't know what I'm thinking, and there's nothing else to think about.On the wall not far away, Snake Ancestor is also sitting, looking at the snow-capped mountains, he can sit for a day.

I am a little funny, we are like two people waiting for Godot, wanting to freeze ourselves at a moment, but unknowingly let the years mark ourselves.Until another morning, it was raining outside, pattering, I looked at the wall, the Snake Ancestor was not there, yes, I am not a fool, and what I got from meaningless drenching was just a disease.

I looked at the stone statue in the rain and felt a little distressed. I knew it was just a stone statue, but I still found an umbrella and stood over it.The umbrella was so big that it just covered me and the stone statue when it was propped up.I looked at the stone statue with a weeping expression on my chin, hesitated for a while, and leaned over, as if being hugged by an oil bottle.

There were footsteps behind me, Snake Zu walked up to me holding an umbrella, he said, "You should go soon." I smiled, "Yeah, there is no time." I looked at Snake Zu, this season he is wearing It's not thick, and there's nothing different about it, obviously the snake didn't follow him, "You're going to be here from now on?" Snake Ancestor nodded, "I have to stay with him."

I followed his gaze to look at Xueshan, "You are accompanied by..."

Snake Ancestor rarely smiled, and said half-jokingly, "Give me the one who gave me the surname."

I nodded, and suddenly remembered that Poker-Face had also come to this snow-capped mountain. There was an urn next to him, and his important friend was sleeping there, and now it seems to be Brother Zhang.As someone who is about to die, I really don't know how to say words of comfort at this time, but I don't think Snake Ancestor needs comfort either.

Snake Ancestor took out a notebook from his pocket. It was kept in the inside pocket of his coat. It was well protected. The words "Notes" were neatly written on the cover. No need to ask, it must be Brother Zhang's notes.

Snake Ancestor muttered to himself, "I have been with him for many years, and I worked for him. He likes to remember things. He said that although he has a good memory, he must leave something behind to prove that he is really alive. Passed." Opening the diary carefully, Snake Zu smiled, "I didn't think about it, it became the only thought I had left."

I turned my eyes away, looked at the stone statue again, and sighed in my heart, "Maybe he doesn't want you to be like this now. You gave up on the snake that has been with you for so long, so you don't plan to go out again in the future?"

Snake Ancestor's eyes were a little blurred, and he didn't know if it was because of drunkenness, so he said after a while, "I'm not going anywhere, he's in the depths of the snow-capped mountains, and I'll just guard like this until..." After a pause, he seemed relieved Laughing, "Until I can go with him."

Snake Ancestor didn't speak anymore, and neither did I. I thought about Snake Ancestor's words, and thought, if Poker-Face hadn't lost his memory, would he be like Snake Ancestor, guarding Changbai Mountain day after day? , Year after year, walking dead, few lives left.My heart throbbed again, I laughed at myself ever since I met Boyouping, I was like a person with a heart attack, I would feel the pain from time to time until I was powerless.

The rain got heavier little by little, and the umbrella couldn't stop the rain from coming in. After a while, my clothes became wet and a little chilly, but I didn't want to move.Snake Ancestor drank a pot of wine, stood up unsteadily, did not take the umbrella, and was about to leave.Before turning around, he looked down at me and glanced at the stone statue again, "Why do you torture yourself like this before facing the end."

I didn't answer, looked at his back until he disappeared, turned my head again, gently moved to the position of the stone statue's lips, pressed against the cold stone statue, smiled, and said to myself, "This is torture, I It's as sweet as it is."

Weiwei closed his eyes, and at some point, tears started to flow again. I am a big man, and since I can remember, I seldom cry like this again, but in the last few days, I cried all the tears I never cried , I no longer open an umbrella, stretch out my arms to hug the stone statue, the attachment in my heart can't hold any more, I never thought that one day I will be so reluctant to part with someone, the kind of feelings are so complicated and strong that I Unbearable, almost self-destruct.

For Poker Bottle, it is not something that can be simply classified as family, friendship and love. That kind of feeling goes deep to the bones and soul.

Until the rain stopped, I still kept snuggling up, watched the weather improve a little bit, finally took a deep look at the stone statue, then turned and went back to the house, I wanted to pack my luggage and start, but I looked around and found that nothing but money I didn't bring anything, including my mobile phone, and I didn't need to contact anyone. At the end, no one could accompany me and I could only go alone.

The moment I stepped out of the Lama Temple, I suddenly understood what Poker Fing felt when he said that sentence—you can imagine that there will be people like me, and if they disappear in this world, no one will find out.