Cloud Chaser Cemetery

On the eighth day of April, the weather was fine. In the dense clouds that Tang Yuhui had become accustomed to, he seemed to see the blue of the first day in Ganzi.

The sky was so bright that he couldn't speak, and it was so blue that he felt small, clean and carefree.

Both Kang's father and Kang's mother went out early, and it was difficult for Kang Zhe to get up early even on this day. It was almost noon before he drove Tang Yuhui out of the house.

Under the boundless blue sky, Tang Yuhui seemed to be infected by the meaning of this festival and became bright and clear.

He gently hugged Kang Zhe's waist, remembering that when he was in the third grade, Yu Zhengzheng began to test his junior high school mathematics. He had to do a test paper every weekend, and rarely had free activities like other children. time.

In Tang Rui's bookcase, there is a set of obsolete and somewhat old encyclopedias, which are filled with dense adult handwriting, and it can be seen that the owner of the book has devoted time to it.

The handwriting was Tang Rui's, and the book belonged to his sister, which Tang Yuhui didn't know until a long time later.

There are three study rooms in Yu's family, one for Yu Zhengze, one for Tang Rui, and one for general use. When Tang Yuhui grows up, he will be allocated this encyclopedia. corner.

Tang Yuhui didn’t know why when she was a child, but she relied on her intuition smartly and didn’t tell her mother that she found this corner. When Yu Zhengzheng and Tang Rui were away, she often sneaked in and read this encyclopedia for hours with relish. .

He hates doing math problems given to him by Yu Zhengze, and also hates physics that he doesn't understand.It's hard, if he can't, mom and dad won't be happy.

In contrast, the world in the encyclopedia is so simple and interesting. Polar bears are furry and cute, DNA has a beautiful double helix structure, and the huge earth we live in is just an inconspicuous little star in the universe.

The encyclopedia is very large and thick, and Tang Yuhui read it many times before Tang Rui discovered it.

Before entering junior high school, Xiao Tang Yuhui, who was not much taller than the table, was able to proudly recite a lot of omniscient knowledge. He defined what he was best at. For example, a rainbow is an optical phenomenon, and the essence of redox reactions is the gain and loss of electrons. Or the offset of shared electron pairs, and the clouds in the atmosphere are just a beautiful, floating mixture of water vapor that forms when it cools.

Even though Tang Yuhui has seen many spectacular and original weather maps in various teaching materials, exhibitions, and even instruments, he can clearly recite the original concept explanations in that set of encyclopedias:

——"The water vapor in the atmosphere is liquefied into small water droplets or condensed into small ice crystals, and the visible polymer floating in the air is composed of the mixture."

"What did you say?" Kang Zhe turned his head and asked Tang Yuhui through the helmet.

Tang Yuhui didn't know that he actually recited the sound. He laughed so hard that he narrowed his eyes and shouted, "I told you to drive faster, or you won't be able to catch up!"

Kang Zhe asked inexplicably, "What are you chasing after?"

Tang Yuhui didn't make a sound, but silently shouted in his heart, you, you.

He thought, if the cloud knew, it must have heard Tang Yuhui himself liked Kang Zhe, maybe fell in love with Kang Zhe's declaration, like a group of oversaturated water vapor clinging around condensation nuclei-he loves his physical meaning and humanism Emotions, they are also so light and beautiful, he has long been admiring and loving, this is almost a natural law.Being so nostalgic for the sea of ​​clouds, he is destined to be immersed in this kind of freedom of random torrential and random sunny.

By the time Kang Zhe rushed to the foot of the mountain with Tang Yuhui, the mountain sacrifice activities had already begun, and the ceremony had already begun in earnest.

Panting, Tang Yuhui and Kang Zhe climbed to the top of the mountain, and saw many local Tibetans gathered together.A simple altar was piled up on the top of the mountain—a stone pestle piled up with stones and arrows. Kang Zhe said that this is called "Laze" in Tibetan, but it is actually what is called "Arrow Stack" or "Shrine".

Tang Yuhui said in a low voice, "Does this have any meaning?"

Kang Zhe said: "This is the palace attached to by the gods."

I can't explain why, but as soon as Kang Zhe's words fell, Tang Yuhui's heart felt a huge shock - he looked at the silent stone stone in front of him, as if the silent and solemn air flowed through his heart and lungs, and recited scriptures The voice was suddenly amplified very loudly, almost like the sigh of the mountains.

The sky is clear and upright, and the sunlight becomes a kind of gentle blunt instrument, silently cutting people's thoughts and emotions.

Suddenly, Tang Yuhui and the old man dressed as a monk in plain clothes standing in the center of Laze met their eyes——

Those are a pair of eyes of wisdom and compassion, which have been polished by life for a long time to have a soft light like fraternity.Tang Yuhui was stared at by such light, and suddenly felt a kind of silent and strong grief.

Maybe the old man didn't look at him very long, but the noise of his soul became louder.

In the middle surrounded by the crowd, the ignited pine branches lingered a languid white smoke, which was illuminated by the plateau sun into a golden band of light, like a river rising to the clouds.

Kang Zhe told Tang Yuhui in advance yesterday that this ceremony is called simmering mulberry, and the branches and leaves of pines and cypresses can burn smoke to wash away bad luck, and in the foggy confusion, the gods will come.

The sad chants that almost jumped on the eardrum resonated with the lingering smoke, which Tang Yuhui could not understand. He closed his eyes, and the blurred face of Kang Zhe, who had appeared in dreams countless times, came to his mind Li, looking at him with a smile, said softly: "I don't want you to remember me."

Tang Yuhui looked back across the vast expanse, thinking quietly why the gods must come down in this misty cloud, if he turned into a grass and tree in the next life, he would see the moment he burned his body to pray for when it withered into ashes. that ray of light?

Thinking of this, the thin layer of gray smoke took on a familiar color like cold water, forming islands in the sky.Tang Yuhui understands that this is not his religion, or even a short-lived belief he stole, but he will probably follow this chanting and chase that blue light all his life.

After the solemn sacrificial ceremony, Kang Zhe took Tang Yuhui down the mountain.

Tang Yuhui was immersed in the huge emotion just now and couldn't calm down. He said blankly: "The old monk who presided over the ceremony..."

Kang Zhe said, "It's my grandfather."

Tang Yuhui turned his head and looked at him in shock.Kang Zhe said indifferently: "My grandfather has been living in the temple all year round since my grandmother passed away, and I don't see him very often."

"Oh... that's it..." Tang Yuhui said slowly.

Kang Zhe rubbed his hair, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Tang Yuhui shook his head, "I don't know why, but I feel a strange sadness when I see him."

Kang Che smiled, "He's very strict, but he might like a kid like you very much."

Kang Zhe took Tang Yuhui away from the crowd after the mountain sacrifice ceremony. They walked down the hillside with the sun, and it was almost dusk.

Although Kang Zhe's emotional expression had never been obvious, Tang Yuhui felt that he was in a surprisingly good mood today.

Kang Zhe parked the motorcycle at the foot of the sacrifice mountain, and asked Tang Yuhui, "Would you like to go?"

Tang Yuhui nodded, and followed Kang Zhe quietly on the almost empty national highway.

The absurd feeling of the wind passing through the grasslands and roads is taken out of another space by them, which almost makes people forget the passage of time.

The dusk on the plateau was equally hot, and the sun burned Tang Yuhui's skin almost painfully. He felt that his five senses were losing connection with the outside world, and said softly, "I feel like I heard a call today."

This strange and hypocritical statement did not arouse Kang Che's laughter. He was walking in front of Tang Yuhui. At this moment, he turned his head, glanced at him, and said lightly, "Really? What are you calling for?"

"I don't know," Tang Yuhui replied softly, "but I always feel that it has something to do with you."

——He originally wanted to say that he had never believed in these things before, but he accidentally revealed the truth.

In Tang Yuhui's view, concepts that are too metaphysical were once absurd, but perhaps reality has always been absurd.

"By the way," the next words suddenly became very natural, Tang Yuhui stopped, looked at Kang Zhe's back and said, "I found a job as a teaching support here, and a primary school replied to me today .”

The absurdity was suspended, and maybe it would never be unclear again. Tang Yuhui was clearly convinced that he saw the light around Kang Zhe dimming rapidly, and a cloud floated from the other side of the hillside, framing Kang Zhe In the indifferent shadows.

The person in the shadow looked vague, but his voice sounded calm, "Why?"

"You should know I don't want that."

Tang Yuhui quietly hid in the cage of the sun, far away from the shadow, "But I want to be like this."

"Don't change for me, sacrifice for me." Kang Zhe said, "I hate choices, and it's the same for being chosen. You should understand, don't put effort on me, it's too tiring, I don't want it."

"But I will only stay until the summer vacation. I will definitely go back before summer." Tang Yuhui said slowly, "I didn't ask you for anything in return, it's what I want to do willingly."

Kang Zhe looked at him quietly, and smiled after a long time: "Liar."

Tang Yuhui lifted his foot and stepped into the shadow. It was so far away, like the dark side that the sun couldn't bend and shine no matter how hard it tried.

He hugged the quiet and lonely shadow in front of him, "Yes, I'm a liar, I like you, I like you so much, what do you want me to do?"

Kang Zhe stood silently for a while, then reached out to wrap his arms around him, and kissed his hair lightly, "I don't know, your meaning didn't appear violently, but I might not recognize miracles in the first place."

That day they walked back to the inn along the road, until the night fell and the stars were silent and brilliant.

Tang Yuhui's cheeks were sore from the sun at first, and then shivered from the wind after it was dark.

Kang Zhe walked up to him, stood side by side with him, and asked, "Is it cold?"

Tang Yuhui didn't want to talk to him, the important thing was that he didn't know what to say, so he just shook his head.

The stars are cumbersome and bright, they fall into the well of the universe, and they are not happy because of any one; the black and blue night will always be diluted by the morning light, but the starry sky is always watching them silently and peacefully.

Kang Zhe walked side by side with Tang Yuhui for a short distance in silence, then stopped suddenly.

Standing under the stars, he looked at Tang Yuhui silently for a while, and then said, "Come here."

Tang Yuhui turned his head and looked at him with a little doubt.

Kang Zhe found a branch from the grass beside the road, and without saying a word, drew a long line along the cross section of the road.

He stood on the other end of the line, looking at the vague, specious miracle in front of him, hoping he wouldn't be too dimly extinguished.

Kang Zhe repeated quietly: "Come here."