doll city

"Recently, the news has become more and more outrageous. Your 50-year-old aunt built a castle with her bare hands, and this...a cartoonist signed and painted hundreds of daily autographs on the spot. He really made up all kinds of rumors for the sake of blog traffic."

"Mom, stop watching short videos while recovering from illness."

"Otherwise, like you, you hold your phone and watch your professional league all day long?"

"If you don't understand, don't nag. This is the first time our division has reached the World Finals. This rookie is like a monster..."

The TV in the ward was tuned to several channels, and the news that Fuhua Real Estate was ordered to suspend business for investigation by the securities regulatory authority was continuously broadcast.

The head nurse walked in, took down the medical record card of "schizophrenia" next to the bedside, and greeted the young man who was packing up with a smile.

"It's not a big problem. Remember to take medicine regularly after you leave the hospital and keep yourself in a good mood."

"I will obey the doctor's orders." Yan Ge packed up his things and when he walked out of the ward, the head nurse stopped him again.

"By the way, Xiaoyan, the little girls in our nurse's station asked me to ask you who you want to talk to?" The head nurse smiled kindly, "Do you want to add a contact information to chat?"

Yan Ge shook his head lightly, as if unresponsive, and said, "No, thank you."

It has been half a month since he returned to Ciling from "Ciling". Like other "patients", they all have different degrees of mental problems. The difference is that they quickly forgot the story of that place. , only he forgot very slowly, very slowly.

He called everyone within the allowed range, and the other party suspected that he had made a mistake.

To them, he was just a stranger.

When Yan Xuechao went through the discharge procedures for him, Yan Ge sat in the waiting area, looking at the watch on his wrist that stopped time.

A slight singing sound came into his ears, Yan Ge turned his eyes to the little girl sitting beside him playing with her mobile phone,

"Whose song are you listening to?"

The little girl didn't really want to talk to anyone, so she turned her head to meet Shang Yange's eyes, sat up straight immediately, took off her earphones and replied, "L2's, are you his fan too?"

"..." Yan Ge nodded blankly, but then said, "I'm not."

Seeing that he looked away, the little girl secretly glanced at him again. She felt that it was really seductive, and she took the initiative to say: "Tomorrow L2 will hold a concert at the Ciling Arena. This is a rare opportunity. You can go and listen to it, otherwise we will join the concert." a contact?"

Just as Yan Ge was about to speak, Yan Xuechao had already completed the formalities and came back.

"Let's go, go to the Third Hospital to see your grandma."

"Ah."

After saying sorry to the disappointed little girl, Yan Ge left the hospital with his father.

The father and son didn't say much on the road. When they passed the traffic lights, Yan Xuechao said:

"...I won't repeat any unnecessary words. The whole incident has important research value, and the news will be suppressed. You still go to school and work normally, and I will do the rest."

Yan Ge looked at the busy traffic outside the car window, and responded softly: "Dad, I want to stay in Ciling for a while longer before returning to Beining."

"Okay, I will have a video conference with Dean An in a while, you go up to see your grandma first." Yan Xuechao took out another small object from the car and stuffed it into Yan Ge's arms. "This is your grandma's, remember to take it with you."

Yan Ge looked down and saw that it was the beckoning cat.

After leaving the doll city, it turned back into an ordinary porcelain cat, and its agile appearance seemed to be just a dream.

Yan Xuechao said that when he was found unconscious on the bridge, he was holding the porcelain cat in his arms. When he asked if he still had a violin, they all said they didn't see it.

In the end, he had nothing left.

During the few seconds of silence, Yan Xuechao seemed to see something, sighed, let Yan Ge get out of the car, and made a phone call.

There are people coming and going in the Third Hospital, and the traffic on the South Bridge not far from the window is endless. Everything is so normal that it makes people uncomfortable.

With a ding, the elevator door opened, and Yan Ge walked out, just in time to bump into the pale third uncle.

"Gege, you're back." The third uncle looked flustered, and glanced behind Yan Ge, but he didn't see Yan Xuechao, so he felt relieved, "Your father...has he returned to Beining?"

Yan Ge looked at him quietly, the third uncle was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but take two steps back. For a moment, he felt that there was another person in Yan Ge's eyes.

"What, what's wrong?"

"Is Luo Jiankun dead?" Yan Ge asked bluntly.

The third uncle's face paled instantly, his eyes flustered and he said: "Yes, your father told you?"

Luo Jiankun died, not because he was arrested, but because he was beaten to death by debt collectors. It is said that he is related to the gang of the recently bankrupt Fuhua Group.After his death, the third uncle finally woke up from the dream of getting rich, and now he can't wait to hide from his family every day.

Yan Ge pinched his earlobe and said, "I guess."

There is still a serious remnant of the slave's ability in him, as long as he thinks, he can still hear the clues in some people's hearts like Luca.

Bypassing the third uncle who was covered in cold sweat, Yan Ge relaxed his expression, opened the door and walked into the ward full of afternoon sunshine.

"...In the end, Juliet took the poison and fell on the dead Romeo. The parents of the two families finally realized how stupid the fight is. So far, the two families have resolved their grudges and established a golden forge for the two of them. statue."

In front of Gu Yueyuan's hospital bed, there were several children in the children's ward next door lying on their stomachs. They surrounded the old man and listened attentively to her storytelling.

After a story ended, some children burst into tears, and some children begged their grandma to tell another one. After a short while, they were all taken away by nurses who heard the sound and took away to take medicine.

Yan Ge put the flowers in his arms into a glass bottle and placed them on the window sill. The sunlight shone on the drops of water on the petals, as if a layer of fine pearls had been sprinkled on them.

"Didn't you say that the leg injury is fine?" Gu Yueyuan closed the fairy tale book, looked at Yan Ge worriedly, and stroked the broken hair on his forehead. "Why are you so sad?"

Yan Ge shook his head, Gu Yueyuan asked him with a pillow on the side of the bed, patted his back lightly, and asked with a gentle smile.

"Ge Ge, you've never been like this before, you must be broken in love."

"Grandma." Yan Ge asked for the first time in his life, "What is love?"

Gu Yueyuan froze for a moment, and after reacting for a long time, she judged that what Yan Ge said was not a joke.

She didn't fool around casually, and asked softly.

"Then what do you think it is?"

"I've always thought that's just something that brings in contradictions, that's the source of most misfortunes, that's what writers, artists eat."

But when he wanted to describe it, his mind went blank.

It was like an invisible thorn, whenever Yan Ge tried to catch it and keep it, he was stabbed bloody by the poisonous thorn.

But it happened to exist so sharply and truly.

"Grandma, have you ever loved anyone?" Yan Ge asked.

The thin sunlight outside the window refracted in from the water droplets on the flowers, and fell on Gu Yueyuan's frosty eyebrows. She closed her eyes gently, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Yes, of course."

"Who is he? Or, what is he like?"

"He is..." Gu Yueyuan slowly revealed an expression of reminiscence, "He is an actor, as long as he is on the stage, he will always attract everyone's attention, and the heroine who plays with him is also so glamorous. And I, But the clumsiest one in the family."

"Grandma had a lot of dreams about him at that time. In the dream, he took me to many places. On the streets he visited, dolls, big and small, sang for him."

"We've been to the pier at sunset, the circus in full swing, the bell tower at midnight."

"In the rest of my life, I will never have that kind of time again... It is strange to say that I only spent such a short time together, but it takes a lifetime to think about it."

Yan Ge raised his head. At this moment, what he seemed to see was not a late old man, but a young girl waiting to be married.

She replied softly: "This is love. Love is something that makes people learn to be sad, but it is also... something that you will not regret after you have it. Ge Ge, if you encounter it, take courage Look for it, and you will find that the world is full of wonders, and love is one of them."

Miracle?

It's hard for Yan Ge to believe that there are any miracles in this world, which goes against reason.

But at this moment, he wanted to let himself believe it once.

"I see, I will try." Yan Ge stood up, walked out of the ward, and looked back at Gu Yueyuan, "Did you stay in Ciling for so many years because you were waiting for that 'miracle'?"

Gu Yueyuan looked like she was being questioned, paused, and then said, "This is grandma's secret."

——Mom, why did you stay in Ciling?What's good here?

What's so good about it?

Nothing seemed good, she lost her home here, and her memory was full of its scorched earth.

But... Gu Yueyuan has a promise.

Here is the soil where he was born, they were born in the same land, and this is where her bones will eventually be buried.

They will eventually embrace each other under the soil of this hometown.

"... Fifteenth, I raised my eyebrows, wishing to be with dust and ashes."

Gu Yueyuan gently stroked the little porcelain cat on her lap, and murmured in a half-dream and half-awake state——

"You say yes...Luka."

The shadow of the flowers in front of the window fell on the eyes of the little porcelain cat.

Where no one was looking, it blinked, rubbed lightly, and fell asleep peacefully in Gu Yueyuan's arms.

……

It was almost dusk when we went downstairs, Yan Xuechao was on the phone downstairs, when he saw Yan Gelai, he put down his phone and handed him a ticket.

"Dad?" Yan Ge took the ticket, dumbfounded for a moment.

"The double annual leave was exchanged with a colleague." Yan Xuechao's expression was as indifferent as ever, "After this, I hope you will go back to school as soon as possible."

Yan Ge clenched the ticket in his hand and nodded heavily.

Yan Xuechao glanced at the phone, and casually reminded: "There is a traffic jam in the city center, and proper exercise is good for rehabilitation."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Ge's back disappeared outside the hospital.

"Tsk." Papa Yan raised his brows in dissatisfaction. He rarely opened the search engine and searched for the topic "How to effectively stop your son's puppy love".

……

Tonight is a clear night.

In the slightly cold wind, pedestrians on the street looked at the neon lights in the center of the city from time to time.

In the square near the Ciling Arena, the elderly and children who usually play here rarely stopped to listen to the music coming from the venue.

The symphony blares out bewildering whispers, reflecting people's hearts in various poses and with different expressions.

In the surging fluorescent sea in the venue, incandescent light beams shine on the center from all sides of the stage, and as the ambient sound symbolizing the climax hits, dazzling fireworks rush into the night sky, covering up the light of the stars together.

In front of the white piano, the performer looks up at the night sky.

Although the audience couldn't hear it, the band members knew that his performance tonight was unusual. Sure enough, with the irregular movement of the notes, he began to improvise.

"I dreamed..."

"I dreamed that the stars fell on the peaks of the snowy night, and the distant echoes stirred in the sleepless night...

I see grotesque clowns at midnight, poets drunken before Cupid...

Who is the shadow I am looking for, and can I see it by breaking the mirror? "

"I can hear the footsteps of 1 people, but I can't describe your appearance."

"Hello, the stranger I most want to meet..."

Among the tens of thousands of mesmerized voices, in a dark corner, Yan Ge was the only one who listened to the whole process with his eyes closed.

From the noise of the crowd to the extinguishment of the lights, he just sat quietly in the corner.

The strength of the slave made him sit there like an invisible man, no one saw him, until the last light in the venue went out, and only the starlight fell on his shoulders.

The person on the stage was a stranger, maybe their actual memories overlapped, but he was not the Li Ya who had a bond of life and death.

Yan Ge walked through the empty venue step by step and onto the stage.

He sat by the stage, his eyes reflected the real world.

He has an intuition, if his Li Ya is here, even if tens of thousands of people scream, he will know where he is.

But he didn't come, the miracle didn't happen.

Only he was still immersed in that dream, and now, it was time to wake up from this dream.

Yan Ge took off his watch and put it on the stage.

"Goodbye."

He was talking, and at this moment, he heard a "tick".

That is the sound of the second hand passing by one frame.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, when Cinderella was about to wake up from her dream, the watch that had been stopped for a long time started to move.

Yan Ge's eyes widened slightly. He grabbed the watch, but at some point, a hand behind him tightly grasped his wrist.

Under the soft light of the stars and the moon, he met a pair of familiar, smiling glazed eyes.

"1 people said those three words to me tonight, but I only want to respond to one person."

"Excuse me, do I have the honor to make you this person?"

At this moment, Yan Ge heard their heartbeats in sync.

This is the miracle.

——Fin.

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The author has something to say:

As the clock strikes midnight, the fairy tale continues

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This is a story that "love" can transcend time and space

I seldom describe the feeling of "love" positively from many angles. Most of what I write is saccharine or feelings. This article is special.

Throughout the article, I used a lot of complex and abstract words to pile up and interpret "love". There is something between people and between people and things. It is a disaster and a salvation.

Thank you for your long waiting and companionship. I hope this fantastic adventure will appear in your dreams in the future.

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Finally, um, rub my literary mask and throw it into the trash can. In the second half of the year, I will order sand sculptures, the kind of Saigao you hi iron duck

Xinkeng ancient romance "Detective Concubine Xia" is ready to start high! ! !

Be the one, be the one.

There is a Xiayan King in Dali Temple, who is loved by the people to solve the case;

The real appearance shocked the emperor, Qingtian was originally a beautiful lady;

The mediocre officials are busy in the well, and the people are waiting for exile in the sky prison;

A piece of imperial decree shook the sky, and Xia Lang became a concubine from then on.

I cringe in Gongdou, scold the emperor and strike hard

adults are upright

Being an official has two sleeves

Three flowers gather at the top of the case

love is empty