Space-time SWAT

[The art director said: "Come to work tomorrow, Xiao Zhao will tell you the details."

Xiao Zhao is the young man who is always smiling.He told me the middle-aged man's name and said he was well known in the art world.I nodded and said yes, but I didn't remember it, my mind was like a cloud of fog.

Then he told me what to do and what to do.I have no objection, as long as I have a job first, I will talk about it when I get a foothold.

My parents were also very happy, and told me a lot. In addition to the principles of dealing with people, they also repeatedly warned me that I must be careful when entering that circle.I quickly nodded in agreement.

I started commuting to work, riding my bike through traffic every day, surrounded by gray streets and buildings.After entering the advertising company, all I could see were too colorful and bright colors, red, green, purple, blue, silver, gold...

I miss that blinding white. 】

After Li Shuyuan entered the Western Regions, he turned south, climbed one mountain after another, climbed to the roof of the world, walked through one pasture after another, saw countless wonderful scenery, but never heard about the white horse and the ice peak.

He was not in a hurry, driving on the endless plateau highway, the sky was high and the land was wide, the mountains and rivers were magnificent, and he just felt relaxed and happy.

Sometimes, when there is a car accident on the road or a nomadic herdsman is seriously injured, he will take the initiative to stop and rescue, send the injured or sick to the hospital, and then leave quietly.

Sometimes, when he passes through a village, he meets old people who have been suffering from chronic diseases for a long time, children on the verge of death, or women with dystocia. Their pain saved them from danger.

Those tribes would regard him as a living Bodhisattva, chant scriptures and pray around him, present him with khata and flowers, treat him to roast whole lamb, yak meat, barley wine and buttered tea.

Sometimes, he will encounter natural disasters such as avalanches, mudslides, landslides, flying rocks, landslides and other natural disasters on the way. The wheels will slip or get stuck in mud. People passing by on motorcycles or cars will turn around and soon bring a large number of people from nearby villages Come to the rescue.Armed with tools, they shoveled piles of stones and even mud with their bare hands, working together to lift his car to safety.

Sometimes, he couldn't reach the nomad settlement in time, so he had to spend the night in the wilderness.He pulled the modified rear seats apart to form a bed, and lay down on it to sleep peacefully.When he woke up in the morning, in the first light of morning, he would see the pack of wolves surrounding the car.He wouldn't panic, nor would he hurt them, but just released his mental power slightly to drive them away, and then drove away quickly.

He was born with mental power, and he knew how to use it without asking for advice, but he never told anyone, including his parents, relatives and friends.He was born with knowledge and intelligence, but he is kind-hearted, loves art, and he prefers to cure diseases and save lives.He lived as he wished, appreciating the world, enjoying a lonely life, calm and wise, and always felt that life should be like this.

Wherever he goes, he will always leave beautiful and deep memories for the local people and himself.

From the mouths of those old people, he gradually heard the rumors about the "Sacred Peak" of Wanshanzhishan.

[Most of my colleagues in the advertising company are easily mixed with others because they are out of character. Except for work, I rarely speak.Gradually, the men and women who started teasing me stopped making metaphorical jokes with me.They call me "silent little sister", they care about me very much, and they take the initiative to help me when they see that I am busy, but they no longer try to have physical contact with me, such as touching my hand or touching my shoulder. kind.

The art director, program producer, director, screenwriter, and planner invited me to dinner once, and told me that he wanted me to be the main supporting role in a feature-length TV series he was about to launch recently, and then asked me to accompany him to a certain hotel visit friend.I politely declined.I said that I have no intention of being public, I just like to do behind-the-scenes planning.He shook his head regretfully, then politely sent me home without forcing.

In the future, I often hear all kinds of rumors, gossip, and scandals about him, but I am not interested at all.

Everyone has their own way of life, as long as it doesn't hurt me and my relatives and friends, it has nothing to do with me.

Colleagues and clients have grown to like and respect me.Sometimes, they would joke with each other, "Let's protect this clean sky together."

I also laugh.In my heart, the sky has always been such a pure deep blue without a trace of cloud.

My eyes became darker and darker, and I began to feel that it was indeed just a dream, and the colors in the dream were getting farther and farther away from me.

Xiao Zhao asked me one day, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

I said, "No."

He patted me on the shoulder.Only him, I always feel that he treats me as a little sister, so I don't dislike his actions full of love.

He said: "You are very unhappy, why? You are so young and so beautiful."

I broke out a bright smile, "I'm not unhappy, I'm just looking for a dream."

He looked at me for a long time, sighed exaggeratedly, obviously relieved, "A little girl who loves fantasy is really enviable."

I am not young anymore.I think.Many of my classmates are married, and some have children.

In the past two years, I have participated in many weddings and children's full moon wine.The hustle and bustle and joy made me feel very warm.

My good friend Sang Jie, who lived in the same dormitory with me at the university, gave birth to a daughter and invited me to come when she was full moon.

I still go alone.

I know that Sang Jie's husband has often boasted to his single friends that his wife has a beautiful and innocent female classmate since the wedding, so many single heroes were seated at the full moon banquet this time.They chatted up and toasted me one after another, and I responded politely, feeling overwhelmed and wanting to retreat early.Sang Jie knew that I never dated boys, so she often came forward to fight for me, and finally moved out her husband to pick up the tricks.In fact, those are quite well-educated men, they are not stalking, they just look regretful.

After the banquet, Sang Jie said to me: "I used to think that you were so arrogant because of your beauty, so many good-looking boys asked you out and you didn't go. Now I know that you are not that kind of person. You are not Lily either. I haven't seen you dating a girl. I'm just wondering, what's going on with you? Celibacy?"

I smiled and shook my head.

I was just looking for a horse. 】

A month later, Li Shuyuan came back in a hurry.He was in a good mood and refreshed. After resting at home for two days, he returned to work in the Institute of Medicine.Under his leadership, the new subject stuck in a small bottleneck has advanced by leaps and bounds, and the rapid progress has surprised many people.

When autumn comes, his project has completed the research stage, and he no longer needs to sleep and forget food, work overtime day and night, and can rest for two days.

That night, he accepted the invitation of the editor-in-chief and chief planner of a fashion travel magazine who came all the way from Shanghai to have dinner with them.The two sides chatted very happily, and after eating, they went to the nearby Qing bar to sit for a while, and then the editor-in-chief and chief planner left contentedly.

Li Shuyuan didn't leave, and chatted for a while with the owner of Qing Bar who came here specially.The boss's mother suffered from a terminal illness two years ago, and was critically ill several times. Later, she asked someone to ask Li Shuyuan, and was rejuvenated by him, saving her life.Now his mother is not only free from illness, but also dances in the square every day, living a very happy life, which makes him very grateful to Li Shuyuan every time he sees her.But Li Shuyuan never accepts personal red envelopes, so he doesn't know how to thank him.Tonight, when the store manager called and told him that Li Shuyuan was here, he immediately interrupted the social gatherings outside, drove back, and expressed his thanks to Li Shuyuan repeatedly.

Li Shuyuan smiled and asked about his mother's situation, then waved his hand to indicate that there is no need to be polite, that's what a doctor should do.In order to get rid of the boss' chatter, he pointed to the grand piano in the middle of the store, "Can you play that one?"

The boss turned his head to look and nodded quickly, "Of course, of course, please, Master Li."

Li Shuyuan smiled slightly, got up and walked over, sat on the piano bench, opened the piano cover, tried a few notes, and then started playing casually.

[This evening, I worked overtime to finish a planning project, and planned to eat something on the street before going home.

There is a cleansing bar near the company. I often saw it when passing by, but I never went in.Somehow tonight, I involuntarily lifted my legs and walked in.

The bar is small and has a warm atmosphere.Under the dim light, three or two people gathered around the small round table and whispered.The melodious piano sound gently scattered throughout the space.

I prefer places like this.In the past, when gathering with colleagues in the company, I always went to noisy disco bars or KTVs.I just wanted to cover my ears from the beginning to the end, and felt that every cell from the brain to the body was extremely uncomfortable.

The waiter took me to a corner and sat down, and let me look at the simple wine list and menu pressed by the glass on the table.I took a look and ordered a chicken drumstick rice.

After the waiter left, I casually looked at the interior decoration.The sound of the piano became more and more beautiful, and I turned my head to look over.Under the orange light, the pianist closed his eyes slightly, intoxicated by the sound of his piano.

For some reason, I feel as if I've seen him somewhere, but I can't remember it.I couldn't help but stood up, walked to the piano, and looked at him raptly.

He seemed to feel it, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked at me.He didn't speak, and the sound of the piano still flowed out from under his flexible fingers.He looked at me with a look that was very familiar to me.

It's... the horse in my dream.

I stayed there immediately.

At the end of the song, he stopped, looked at me, and still didn't speak.

"Can you play "Moonlight"?" I asked softly.

He neither nodded nor shook his head, and gently put his hands on the keys, and the quiet and light music sounded.

I stood there, listening to the familiar melody, as if I was in the boundless wilderness again, running towards the distant mountains.

My eyes were glued to him uncontrollably all the time, and he kept looking at me quietly.The light fell on his white sweater, red, orange, green, blue, but they were just the colors themselves, passing by without staining his clothes.Under the colorful lights, his face was still pure and clean, his eyes were like clear springs, quietly flooding towards me.

I seemed to see the white horse come back to me.We ran to the distant mountains together.I felt immense happiness and peace in my heart.

As the last note drifted away, he withdrew his hand.

"Thank you." I stared at him, bowed slightly to him, and said softly, "Thank you."

I slowly retreated to my seat, sat down, and took a sip from my glass of water.He sent me back with his eyes, and started playing again.

I looked at him, suddenly a little dazed. 】