you come from the sky

The time was about the same as Bian Yu estimated. When he arrived at the 431 forest farm, it was already past three in the afternoon. It was time to work, and the entire forest farm was empty, and half of the people could not be seen.

The road to the forest farm was difficult. After walking for a long time, blood blisters appeared on Bian Yu's feet. He took off his shoes and put on a pair of cloth shoes in his bag.Enduring the pain in his feet, he walked for a few more miles, but fortunately, he met three or four people on the road, and after some inquiries, he found the forest farm office.

"Hello, I want to find Fang Haochen." Bian Yu knocked on the door and said skillfully.

"Who are you looking for?" The staff member was playing cards, and when he saw Bian Yu approaching, he raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Fang Haochen." Bian Yu repeated again.

"Who, I haven't heard of it." He counted the cards in his hand and muttered, "This card really stinks..."

Bian Yu walked over, stood behind the staff member, looked at it, ignored the person, and directly drew the cards from his hand.

"Q, no one wants it."

"Yes, 10, no one wants it."

Then Bian Yu divided a hand of cards into several pieces and laid them out: "Let's go."

These people were dumbfounded all of a sudden, and they all leaned over to look at the cards that Bian Yu laid out. At first, their faces were full of doubts, and then they turned into shock of sudden realization. The staff who had just ignored him also looked up. him. "Awesome." He exclaimed.

"Okay, tell me, who are you looking for?"

"Fang Haochen." Bian Yu repeated again.

"Wait, I'll find the roster for you." He got up from the card table, took a bunch of keys from his belt, opened a cabinet door on the inside, and took out a book bound in octavo. thick booklet.

Flipping backwards, to about one-third of the position, stroked from beginning to end, muttering words while stroked, and turned to the next page after finishing one page.

"No."

"It's impossible." Bian Yu subconsciously said, "I heard that he is here."

"Why is this impossible?" The staff handed the roster to Bian Yu to see, "If there is nothing on the roster, it means it is not."

"No?" Bian Yu was stunned, and leaned over to look at the roster. Indeed, among the surnames starting with F, there was no Fang Haochen's name.

"Ah yes." After thinking for a while, Bian Yu replied, "He may not be here now, but he came here three years ago. He looks very energetic, thin, half a head shorter than me."

"I told you that if you don't have it, you don't have it." The staff was a little impatient, "Let's not talk about three years, even those who came five or ten years ago have been recorded."

"Go back quickly and look for another place."

change place?Easier said than done?

Bian Yu's heart sank to the bottom of the lake all at once, and his clues were broken...

In other words, he should be thankful that his clues were not broken until now.

For a long time, Bian Yu has been chasing this clue like a gossamer. In this era of inconvenient transportation and communication, he has traveled all over the country. He has been to cities and villages. He has gone through winter and experienced Over the summer, he found many people and heard many things, but this clue was finally broken in this 431 forest farm.

After breaking up, what can he do?He can only go to the newspaper to publish a missing person notice, but that is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack. It will take ten years, or 20 years?How much hardship will Fang Haochen suffer in these years?How tired are you?

Bian Yu didn't dare to think about it.

"Hey, by the way," another poker player said at this time, "don't we still have a booklet?"

"What brochure?"

"That's it, don't you remember?" the man said, "There was a small forest farm back then, we asked us to help, we rowed a group of people there, look at the brochure, maybe there will be."

"It seems that there is such a thing..." He muttered, and said to Bian Yu, "You wait here for a while."

"okay!"

Bian Yu didn't know how long he waited, maybe it was only 10 minutes, but in Bian Yu's view, it was longer than a year.Finally, outside the office of the forest farm, footsteps sounded.

"Fang Haochen, right?" The voice of the staff followed, and he held the thin booklet without raising his head.

"Yes!" Bian Yu asked anxiously, "Is he there?"

"Yes." The man said and handed the booklet to Bian Yu, on which three characters were neatly written - "Fang Haochen".

Just looking at these three words, seeing these three words appear in the employee roster, Bian Yu saw his fingers trembling with excitement.

"I don't know if they have the same name and surname. Go and have a look." The man said, "Go around the forest farm and walk two miles to get there. There is a row of cabins there, where the loggers and their families should be. You should be able to see it as soon as you go.”

Bian Yu trotted and walked quickly along the way, afraid that if he was late, he would miss him again.

But when he really got to the cabin, Bian Yu dared not enter again.

This row of wooden houses were basically locked with padlocks from the outside, but the wooden house of Fang Haochen pointed out to him by the worker did not have a lock.

Is there anyone at home?

But shouldn't Fang Haochen be working at this time?

Could it be... his family...

Holding the word in his hands, Bian Yu smiled wryly.

He suddenly remembered what someone said to him from time to time during this period of time.

They said, can you really find him?When you find him, will he still be what you imagined?

They said that during the past six years, Fang Haochen traveled to so many places. He fell from the academic paradise and was forced to be tainted with the breath of the world. Reality is always the best grinder, which can grind away all the edges and corners of people unrealistic.

They said that in the past six years, Fang Haochen has been getting farther and farther away from academics and research, and closer and closer to daily necessities. If he really marries a woman at this time and lives an ordinary but practical life, you still have to bother him. him?

They said, Bian Yu, don't waste your life on such illusory things.

In this case, Bian Yu once said it, and he was the one who said it to Fang Haochen.

But if it was Fang Haochen, what would he say?

Standing in front of the cabin, Bian Yu clenched his fists, the letter Fang Haochen left for him soaked his body temperature.

"Don't think about anything else, just follow your heart."

"Don't think about anything else, just follow your heart."

Bian Yu followed suit silently, and then, he took two deep breaths, gritted his teeth, turned around, closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate, and gently pushed open the door.

He recognized everything in that cabin, Fang Haochen's family members, even his "sister-in-law", he recognized everything.

However, after pushing open the door, Bian Yu was stunned——

There was no one in the cabin.

But he will never admit his mistake, this is Fang Haochen's room.

There is no misremembered person, and there is no such thing as the same name and surname.

In this small and dark wooden house, every inch of the wall was covered with calculation manuscript paper.

Bian Yu walked slowly into the wooden house with those excitements and unspeakable things in his hands, his fingers resting on those calculation papers.

Those handwritings look like Fang Haochen's, but those handwritings don't look like Fang Haochen's.

Fang Haochen's handwriting is always so clean and tidy, just like him.

The words here are neat in front, but the back is getting more and more crooked, like a weak person who is seriously ill.

Bian Yu choked up a little.

Bian Yu recognized those calculations.

That is the calculation that Bian Yu is familiar with.

These equations, these equations, were all written by Bian Yu.

It was he who wrote to Fang Haochen when he was in 201.

That was a calculation that Bian Yu was not familiar with.

Beside many equations, there are traces of modification.

That was Fang Haochen's revision of the calculation formula written by Bian Yu.

There were changes on top of those changes, and it was Fang Haochen's continuous improvement of these calculations during the past six years.

He never gave up.

He went to school to teach because it was the most convenient place to buy books.

He went to the noodle shop as an accountant because he could hear the researcher's discussion there.

Even if he came to the forest farm farthest away from academics, even if he had to cut logs every day, the vibration of the chain saw made him tremble uncontrollably when he was not working. He was still thinking, calculating, and still thinking. writing.

Every night after working all day, Fang Haochen would sit in front of that table, light the dim oil lamp, try hard to control his trembling hands, and write down a series of calculations.

Write down the equation for the unified field.

At this time, this small wooden house seemed to become the most sacred palace of truth, Fang Haochen never stopped.

Even though he was forced to leave academic and research work again and again during these six years, even if he had to do the job he was least good at to make ends meet, he never gave up.

Because he is a fool.

Because he is a fool who will never give up when he is convinced of one thing.

Bian Yu walked to Fang Haochen's desk.

On Fang Haochen's table, under the piece of glass, at the very center, was a painting.

In that place that Fang Haochen would see every day, there is a painting that Bian Yu drew for Fang Haochen.

The painting was preserved so well that it didn't even leave any traces of time, and didn't leave any traces of tossing and turning due to life.

There are 201 in that painting, there are spring scenery, leaves, and Fang Haochen. He looks at Bian Yu who came to look for him and smiles brightly.

There are two completely different handwritings in that painting.

"I, the star from the sky, the rain."

Finally, Bian Yu's tears couldn't stop anymore, they fell drop by drop on the glass surface, and scattered into lotus flowers.

His fingers stroked the word "I" for a long time.

It turned out that he loved him.

It turned out that his love was not wishful thinking.

It turned out that the young princess woke up a long time ago. She knew who the young man was, and she was willing to sacrifice everything for him.

Fang Haochen loves him.

Fang Haochen loves Bian Yu, loves him like he loves physics, loves him like he loves truth.

He never gave up physics, never gave up on truth, and never for a moment did he not love him.

The door of the cabin opened at this moment.

Bian Yu turned his head, and it was Fang Haochen standing outside, his appearance was no different from what Bian Yu remembered.

He was smiling at him like that in the painting.

He smiled at him too, just like when they first met.

"Fang Haochen, I found you." Bian Yu said.

He opened his eyes.

At this time, the whole world turned into a sky full of stars, only he and Fang Haochen were walking in this universe.

The author says:

The last sentence is not a metaphor