The three-year itch, the seven-year luck

?Happiness comes a bit suddenly, I don't understand it very much.Dad had been gone for a long time before I got up to check out, but was told by the waiter that it was over.When I opened the door to go out, the waiter followed me and handed me the book: "Don't leave the one on your table."

I thanked it blankly, took it over and took a look, it was still sealed, as my father always did.I opened it, and I was amused—"Heidi's Sexology Report", he actually flipped through this kind of book, it seems that it is enough to keep pace with the times.Inside the book was a piece of paper with a password written on it.I was filled with emotion for a moment, like a child whose grievances were finally calmed down by their parents.

Dad agreed.But dad, you don't know, we broke up for more than two years.

Yes, we broke up for two years.Just thinking about it makes me sad.The ice of the family finally began to melt because of the father's love like a mountain, but the people around him were gone.

After that, I would go home every month.I never mentioned my current relationship status with them, just sat down and chatted.During the period, I said that I really had no intention of official career, and my mother complained for a while and didn't say anything.Besides, I didn't work in the field all the time, but mainly engaged in the study of ancient characters. She gradually got used to it, and began to pay attention to some professional books in this field, showing some interest.

Summer is here, and in the hot weather, I am rushing to school with a heavy notebook.Professor Zhang said there was an emergency meeting, and he called me to attend.When I arrived in a hurry, seven or eight people were already seated in the meeting room.As soon as I entered, Professor Zhang asked Xia Jin to open the PPT after a brief introduction.

Professor Zhang spoke briefly, probably because a "cavern" was discovered during construction.But this "cellar" is a little different from the ones found in the past. After opening it, there are no jade or gold wares at all, but a box full of it.When I opened the boxes, I saw that they were all made of bronze plates with neatly formatted inscriptions. There were twenty boxes.Judging from the pictures sent from the scene, the style of these words is actually unprecedented.Therefore, it is very difficult to decipher it. Professor Zhang has accepted the invitation and will take his own research team to the discovery site, together with the archaeological team, in order to jointly unlock the secret of the "Hide".

After Professor Zhang finished speaking, he said to us: "Although it is summer vacation, this opportunity is rare and should not be missed. You pack your luggage today, and we will gather at the train station tomorrow afternoon to go to Changcheng University."

I nodded first, then I was stunned: "Where?"

Professor Zhang glanced at me: "Changcheng, the place of discovery is in Dongze District of Changcheng City, we will work together with Changcheng University."

I swallowed, feeling like I wanted to die.

When I was standing in the teacher's dormitory provided by the university to our research group, I was relieved, and at the same time I felt some indescribable feelings.This is Xiaoyan's school, Xiaoyan's hometown, and the place where I lived for five years.I didn't expect to be in this way and have to come back again.Subconsciously, I always feel that it is impossible for me to set foot here again.

There are only two girls in the research group, and Xia Jin inevitably shared the dormitory with me. Seeing that my expression was not right at this moment, she asked me: "What's wrong? Yesterday when the professor mentioned Changcheng, you had a strange expression. My old lover is here? "

I groaned, and quickly shook my head: "Where, I'm tired from taking the train and a little sleepy." Then I thought about it, and said to her in a joking tone: "Besides, I have a problem with sleepwalking, which scares you not to be Your suitor packs up?"

She froze for a moment, then smiled: "I'm pretty brave, I have nothing to be afraid of. You go wash up first and go to bed early."

Most of our contacts in the past two years have been due to majors. She is the kind of student who works extremely hard, much better than me.I was really tired, so I didn't refuse. I finished washing as soon as possible, changed into shorts and short sleeves, and came out.In the past two years, my hair has grown very long, but I am still not used to using a hair dryer, so I just wipe it slowly with a towel.When she came out, I was lying on the bed in a daze.

"Zou Chen, you can't do this, get up and blow dry before going to bed." She was talking to me, but I turned around and ignored her.I vaguely remember that she said a few more words, but I don't have any memory.

When I got up the next day, Xia Jin really said a few words to me. I knew she was also kind, so I smiled and apologized and hit me, and it was over.After packing up, the group went to the excavation site according to the procedure.Professor Zhang said before that you can try to explore in other directions. Professor Zheng, who is in charge of the excavation, also thinks that you can try, but if you use large tools, you are afraid of damage, so the process is slow.

This is the first time I have been to an archaeological site, although I don't study archaeology.Work made me work hard to get rid of the messy thoughts in my head. I put on my gloves and followed Professor Zheng down.

It is in the shape of a rectangular overlying bucket, and the rammed earth layer has five-flowered soil. It is speculated that it was in the pre-Qin period, and the specifics need to be further verified.Only then did I understand why it was said to be a "cellar" because it turned out to be a form of tomb.Professor Zheng said as he walked, "I thought we would find the coffin, but when we got to the bottom floor, there were only those wooden boxes, all of which were well preserved. After opening, there were bronze plates with inscriptions all over them. We plan to explore further to the southeast to see if there are any new discoveries." .”

The place is not big, I probably looked around, and I had a strange feeling - if I had to describe it, I think I should do this in my life.It is time to explore the stories of those ancient people in the pile of old papers.Our nation is very pitiful now, many beautiful things are gradually withering, and many are even lost.Every time I think of this, I feel a kind of inexplicable sadness.When we go to Egypt to see the pyramids, go to Babylon to see the ruins, and go to India to admire those amazing objects and feel their spirit, in addition to our heartfelt admiration, we will also have an inexplicable pride in our bones.Because of these things, we have preserved them fairly well, and the writing has been passed on, and the culture has continued.But now?What about the future?

I think it is difficult for people of insight to answer this question.I can only keep my original heart, settle down, settle down again, and do some things, so that I am very satisfied.

Say hello, I'll go up first.Interlacing is like a mountain, I absolutely adhere to it.After going up, I waited for a while, and chatted with their archaeologists. I endured and endured, and I still asked, "Is Yang Zhiyan from the School of Economics and Management of your school still here?"

There was a Ph.D. student who wore glasses, looked gentle, and was a little older than me. He smiled and said, "You said Professor Yang, yes. The associate professor mentioned a few years ago is the most respected professor in our school. Young one. No one can let her go when she is released from the school, and now she is teaching while studying for a doctorate, and she is a famous person in the school. What, do you know?"

I looked around and said to him: "Can we know each other in this line of business? I heard that she is a great beauty. I wonder if she can be more beautiful than our Xia Jin?"

This buddy is honest, the old man blushed and said: "Xia Jin and her are not a kind of beauty, not a kind of beauty."

So under the raging flames and the sun, my heart first went to the sky, and then I fell down inexplicably.

It feels good.

This busy, I do not know the years.The two professors judged correctly, and they found a batch of bronze plates with inscriptions again. There were a total of 28 boxes in total, but after they tried to excavate the surrounding area again, they found nothing.The bronze plate of the inscription was also brought back to the Archeology and History Research Office of Changcheng University. We will work together to find a way to decipher the encrypted inscription.

It took some effort to integrate the modern Chinese characters corresponding to the inscription.But after permutation and combination, I don't know what was said in the original order.Each of us read two or three boxes of inscriptions for a full two months, but we didn't have a clue.After all, I have little experience, so I am a little impatient.Professor Zhang is open-minded and often tells us that this is the charm of text decryption - it often confuses you, but after a long time, you will get something in a flash of inspiration.

But the inspiration came too slowly.So most of the time every day, it becomes everyone sitting together and chatting, proposing various ideas, some of which are well-founded and brain-opening.It's been more than a month since school started like this.After school started, my life became two points and one line, the dormitory office, and I didn't go anywhere.They occasionally go to a hot pot restaurant outside the campus to serve meat, but I firmly refuse.So he got the nickname of a dead house to the end, and became famous in the research group.

It doesn't matter if the nickname is nice or not, I can't see her again.I dread seeing her.I miss her.

Sometimes I wonder if I met him in school by chance.I also imagined that if I saw her, I saw her slender fingers, wearing a precious wedding ring, and how I said my blessing would be more appropriate.

There is a novel that says: Looking back, it has been a hundred years.The protagonist in the novel has a long lifespan, so it feels sad to read it like this, but every time I think about goodbye, I just want to escape when I think that there will be no exceptions in the end.There is no vicissitudes, only pain.It is a scar that will never heal, and I don't even have the courage to forget it.

Looking back, the wind is sunny and the heart is full of dust.

It was late autumn, and the humidity of November was beginning to bring me into the previous winter.In the evening, I brought some food back to the dormitory, and I ate while watching the recently hit costume drama.After a while, Xia Jin came out of the shower, washed the fruits and put them on the big table, and I ate them together.

"I remember you used to work in Changcheng? Anyway, there is no progress in research, why don't you take me out to play? There are a few good things in the museum here." We have been together day and night these few months, and she also knows that I am a Stuffy gourd.But the research group is only the two of us girls, so the relationship is closer than before.

I gnawed on the sugar cane, it was still so sweet, and said vaguely: "I'm not familiar with you, don't you all know that I'm a dead house? Now that you know it, I'm too lazy to go out. You have to go by yourself and take pictures of me." , want high-definition."

Xia Jin was helpless, and after a while she asked me: "I had lost hope when I sent you a text message, but you replied back. After such a long time, what happened?"

I spit out the sugarcane and shook my head: "Nothing."

But it still made her sleepless at all.Turning on the small desk lamp, I was flipping through an idle book, but I couldn't quite read it.In fact, it wasn’t all because of her words that I didn’t feel sleepy. Two years ago today, I left with simple luggage.Xiaoyan didn't say a word the whole time.Finally, before going out, I called Lucky, rubbed its head, pinched its nose, and went out with my things.It seemed that I was thinking too much, the door was not locked, but I couldn't care less - I would collapse if I went back, so I had to lower my head and walk out quickly.His legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move at all.I stood at the gate of the community, the taxi was so powerful this time, it came quickly.There was a whine of a husky behind me, and I burst into tears. I got in the car and only told the driver to drive away.

There is only Lucky running in the rearview mirror, when did this stupid dog become bolder?I still thought about this question in my mind. After the car turned two corners, I stretched out my hand and gestured for it to go home, but I couldn't see it anymore.

Xiaoyan has been sitting on the sofa with her back straight and her face calm and composed.This is what she looked like to me in the end—and it's getting blurry now.

When I woke up the next day, I washed my face with panda eyes on my face, and I looked a little funny to myself.Xia Jin has the habit of running in the morning. After I finished washing and eating bread, she came back looking so good and took a shower.We went to the office together, and once again got silly thinking about these things.I'm really bored, and I'm not a very honest person, so I took out my mobile phone to read a novel, and it was an extremely boring romance novel.The male protagonist is very vulgar and takes the female protagonist to the top of the mountain to look at the stars and the moon, confess his love and kiss, it is very boring.I looked at it and felt a little sleepy.

With my arm under my pillow, I tilted my head and looked at "my" boards, a little confused.I was thinking about the stars and constellations in my mind.Constellation is still a bit imbecile. If you can tell the 28 constellations, that is your ability.Running a girl has to show some real skills, the current author doesn't know what's going on in his head.

I thought about it, and suddenly sat up straight. 28 constellations?None of us seem to have tried this level.Although there are 28 boxes, they were distributed in two piles when they were discovered, one pile of 28 boxes and one pile of eight boxes. They were not arranged according to the four images at all, and there were no symbols that are usually unique to these things on the bronze plate, so no one went here. Think about it.In a hurry, I checked the star map of the [-] constellations with my mobile phone. Facing my board, I picked up a pen to write and draw on the white paper.No one else looked over at all, after all, everyone has gone crazy like this several times.After trying a few times, I was a little bit depressed, and the sentence was still out of tune.

But the owner of this batch of hoards did not bury these things according to the stars, and it seems that he is also an old guy who does not follow common sense.I don't know if I slander you so much, will the old man jump out and hit me on the head if he finds out?I put down the pen casually, but raised my eyebrows again, and arranged the sentences that were just split out again. If it didn't work, I'll arrange it again!Back and forth upside down, when the last seven characters were left, I felt emotional: Damn!I, Zou Chen, got shit luck!

Professor Zhang was originally doing other things. He was so busy that it was impossible for him to focus on this one thing.But he probably saw that I was excited and depressed at first, and then smirked again, with a very strange expression change, so he asked me: "Zou Chen, what do you think?"

I sent the new words I spelled out, regardless of the sloppy handwriting, and said sillyly: "Professor, take a look, I think it makes sense, it is the meaning of an article."

At this time, everyone reacted. Professor Zhang took a picture of the table after watching it for a few minutes, and the old man was also excited.When he does this, all of us feel as if we have been beaten with chicken blood.I briefly talked about the process, and everyone is a sensible person. I found the other two bronze plates in twos and threes for an experiment, and came to a conclusion-I was really right. ?