[Tuyan] Yimu

#after many years#

During these 12 years, Zhihe oracle disappeared without a trace.Shen Tu has not disappeared, even I don't know whether I still believe that he is still alive or that he is dead.

After Lao Zhang was buried, Fat Brother moved abroad. According to him, he was going to retire, but I think he actually wanted to change his mind to relax.Every year during the Ching Ming Festival, the three of us travel thousands of miles back to Yanping to gather for a meal, and then, as usual, each person has two bundles of piss to meet old friends at the cemetery.

Fat Brother and Jiang Xiaozhu always chattered a lot, and they seemed to vent their pent-up words, angry words, and funny words at this time.I usually talk less at this time, because I'm not used to talking while other people are around.

When I came to see Shen Tu, I always talked about what I was doing recently, his wife and daughter still hadn't heard from him, and there were other big and small things that could be read for a long time.Then when there is no one around, always tell him that being alone is boring and I miss him very much.Every time, I never forget to tell Lao Zhang who is listening by the side not to tell Fat Brother during Ching Ming Festival, or he will be scolded by Old Man Wang.

In this way, 12 years have passed, and I am already over fifty years old.

He is not married and has no children. He lives alone in the house that he has lived in for nearly 30 years.Sometimes, there will be some newcomers who have been brought before, and young people who are still following me on some private tasks to visit the house.Only then will there be a little smoke in the house.

"Boss An Yan, I brought you something delicious!" A young girl newly recruited by the Optimist School, 25 or six years old, named Meng Fu, likes to borrow some old gadgets from me every now and then to study.According to the usual practice, when I opened the door, she must start with this sentence, but today she just smiled and entered the door dragging a huge suitcase.

"What do you want to borrow again today?" I poured her a glass of juice, and took a sip of the hot tea on the coffee table myself.

She put the box next to her, sat down on the sofa properly, and said, "Long time no see, Uncle An."

I was so shocked that I almost knocked over the teacup and burned my hands.She quickly came to help me, and seeing that I looked at her in disbelief, she continued: "I have many troubles in Guangling, and I can't come in person, so I have to use this way to see you. I didn't say hello, a little It's too abrupt, and I hope you don't get angry."

"You...?" The bearing of this kind of conversation has been dusted in the memory for so long that the name that was about to come out stuck in his throat.The nerves that had been sluggish for a long time tensed up instantly, and the veil between him and the truth was about to be lifted.

"I haven't contacted you since I left. It's normal if you can't remember it. Take this as a reminder, I think you should remember it." She said, taking out one thing from the outer layer of the box, one It seems to be taken out from somewhere in my memory, patted on the dust, and slowly wiped clean to reveal the original color.

I know the name of this short sword.The light it emits is the light that shines in my memory and can last a lifetime.

"Awakening of Insects." I said.At this moment, I have completely calmed down. Although I don't know how she did it, I can confirm that the person in front of me is not Meng Fu.

"You are the oracle."