After midnight

Wu Si was walking in the wilderness when a snowflake fell from the sky. At first, he didn't notice it, but within two minutes, the snow fell densely and long. The heavy snow came fiercely and soon occupied this empty and open wilderness. Wu Si stood alone in the sky and earth, and snowflakes passed by him one by one.

The snow was too heavy, so Wu Si decided not to act rashly. He found a big tree and spread out his newly packed luggage under it. He set up a small tent and went inside. Little did he know that when he woke up at four o'clock in the afternoon, the snow was still falling. He peeked out of the tent with sleepy eyes and was stunned.

This is a powerful and shocking beauty.

In the hazy clouds, heavy snow fell, and in the pure white world, everything was silent.

Wu Si got out of his sleeping bag, letting the snow cover his ankles, creaking and leaving a long trail of footprints. Wu Si stood in the snow for a while, walked for a while, and looked for a while, his heart filled with infinite joy. He spread out his hands, and a snowflake fell with a cold temperature and disappeared.

Is it snowing in Xindu? Where will Xu Xing and Bai Ming stand to watch the snow? Can they only see it through the narrow glass in the office? Or will they go to the park where children are playing? Or have they already gone to the highest point of Xindu to enjoy the snow together? He knows that there is the most beautiful scenery of Xindu there.

Wu Si raised his head and looked towards the distant east again.

The snow lasted almost the entire day. In the evening, the clouds dispersed, and the sky in the distance showed a very light blue. Later, the light gradually dimmed, and the clear blue disappeared. Only large flakes of snow were still falling sporadically.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the snow had almost stopped. Wu Si pulled his feet out of the snowdrift and walked forward panting. He had slept too much during the day, and now there was nothing to do except hurrying on. The snow at night was white, and the wind gradually stopped. The road was much easier to walk than when it was snowing.

He walked until three in the morning before going back to sleep.

Song Nan returned to the office and sat there all day, dealing with one letter after another. He read most of them once and threw them away. Only a small number of them did he write a reply. At six o'clock in the afternoon, when most of the letters were dealt with, Song Nan stretched and felt a little hungry.

He opened the door and was surprised to find that the world outside had changed.

The first snow of 2018 came suddenly and violently. He walked through the corridor to the largest courtyard of the Song Mansion and stopped. He slowly admired the snowy scene without thinking about anything.

After half an hour, he got tired of watching and went to the kitchen. Before he left, he dismissed all the servants. So now he had to do it himself and have enough food and clothing. But before he got to the kitchen, a reply letter arrived. The letter said that May Fourth had appeared in the North City.

Wu Si woke up around ten o'clock in the morning and continued walking north. The sun came out the day after the snow. It was hanging far above the horizon, cold and desolate. After a night of trekking, he looked north again and saw a small hill.

Two hours later, Wu Si was walking around the mountains. Suddenly, a wisp of smoke rose from the mountains. He had just come out of the North City and still had some dry food on him, but the wisp of smoke still attracted him to walk forward.

This was a run-down hut, with the door of the hut on two or three steps tightly shut. Wu Si hesitated for a long time before stepping over the clean and flat snow and knocking on the door. After knocking three times, it took a minute for the door to open. The one who opened the door was a little old woman with white hair and loose skin.

Wu Si scratched his head and said carefully: "Grandma, I passed by here..."

Unexpectedly, the old woman only listened to half of the sentence and turned around and walked away with difficulty. Wu Si looked at the half crack of the door and stepped in. The small room was dim, and the firewood on the stove was burning high. An iron pot was placed on the flames, and the aroma of rice filled the air.

The old lady went into the house, and Wu Si stood there waiting. After waiting for a while, the old lady came out from the inner room. She moved a small stool to the stove and motioned Wu Si to sit down.

Seeing the old woman tremblingly sitting down, Wu Si also sat down. Wu Si had not felt the temperature of fire for a long time, so he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, and the flames jumped, burning the air next to the stove warm.

"Have you eaten?" the old woman asked suddenly.

"I've eaten." Looking at the millet porridge in the pot that only covered the bottom, Wu Si said against his will.

"You should drink something to warm your stomach. It's not easy to snow so heavily outside."

"I'm really not hungry. I've already eaten. Grandma, you're the only one at home." Wu Si didn't expect that the old lady could still speak fluently despite her age.

"No, there's a dog."

The dog seemed to hear someone calling her, and it meowed and rushed out of the house and lay down under the stove. The dog in the old man's house turned out to be a yellow-brown cat. Wu Si stared at her with some curiosity.

"Grandma, I'm planning to go north. Is this place far from the North Sea?"

"It's far. We have to climb over several mountains. I went there when I was young. I don't know how it is now."

"I'll pass by here when I come back, and I'll tell you then."

"Really? You passed by here on your way back?" The old woman laughed, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were twisted into a ball.

"Yes, I came back and passed by here again."

"Okay, good. You can stay here tonight. The mountain is blocked by heavy snow and the road is difficult to travel."

"Thank you then." Wu Si wanted to refuse, but changed his mind and agreed. This place is so desolate, and the old lady probably doesn't see many people all year round.

The next morning, Wu Si woke up by the stove, went into the forest for five minutes, came back, put down a bundle of firewood, and set off again. He continued to go north. He planned to climb over the mountains as quickly as possible.

The heavy snow accumulated for a week before it completely melted away. When it completely disappeared from the streets and alleys of Xindu, Yin returned to Xindu wearing a black coat. He strode down the street and walked towards Impression East Coast.

"Brother? Are you back?" At eight o'clock in the evening, Yin saw Su Ziling.

"Yes, there has been some progress on the May Fourth Movement. Where's An Yan?"

"Inside the house." An Yan was sitting on the sofa and reading a book. Seeing Yin Lai, An Yan stood up.

"There is news about Wu Si. He is heading north and is currently in the Beiqi Mountains."

"Beiqi Mountains?" An Yan was a little surprised.

"Where is that?" Su Ziling asked.

"Further north from Beicheng, across a large area of ​​fields and wastelands, is the Beiqi Mountains. The Beiqi Mountains run from north to south, with a total of five high mountains. After crossing the Beiqi Mountains, you will reach the Beihai. The Beihai is by the sea, and I think Xiaowu must want to go there." Anyan said.

"Beihai Linhai?"

"Yes, Beihai is the northernmost city on this land, and the winter there is very long." Yin took over the conversation. He was also surprised that Wu Si could run to the Beiqi Mountains in just a few days. During this period, he must have been on the road, day and night. But now with the establishment of Xuanchuang Station, Wu Si can indeed run so far so quickly.

"According to what you said, I feel that the May Fourth Movement is not a journey at all, but a pilgrimage." Su Ziling sighed.

"It seems that Wu Si will not be back in the short term." He said it carelessly, but listened to it with care. An Yan thought that Wu Si must have decided to go to the farthest place by himself to say goodbye to the past, so he should stay in Beihai for a while. Unless, after he arrived in Beihai, he had someone he missed more.

"You're right, that's why I came back to Xindu."

"What do you mean?"

"Song Nan and Song Yu and his group have already headed north. I think their target is May Fourth."

"What?" Su Ziling was shocked.

"When did this happen?"

"I don't know, but according to the news I just got, they might have set off three or four days ago. Anyan, I wanted to do the same as you and wait until Wu Si came back to ask him. But now it seems... Wu Si should not have left Xindu, and you shouldn't have let him leave." Yin said.

An Yan opened his mouth, but no sound came out. At that time, he couldn't refuse May Fourth at all.

"Brother, now is not the time to talk about this, what should we do?"

"Write a letter to Wu Si, then go find Xu Xing and Bai Ming, and then we'll go north together."

"An Yan, what do you think?" Su Ziling turned his head and looked at An Yan.

"Let's do it this way." An Yan said.

Three hours later, a window-hanging plane drove into the navy blue sky of the north along the New North Line.

There, a tiny planet shone brightly.