Fugue

Everything is false.

The protruding steps, the surging crowd, the reverberant reception hall, the piled and fallen white roses, the black curtain hanging on the wall, and the scattered seats all coincide with those of six years ago.Except for the poignant beauties and the three moles, they are real.Looking down from a height, the floating figure looks like the wakame sinking on the bottom of the sea.They vaguely show that they are dispensable, just like most of the people who pass by in life.

The sun shines into the hall, green smoke is flying, and the sound of footsteps back and forth is like waves hitting the rocks, making the place turbid.Crowds of people always come together in piles, and then sweep away like fleeing. When the rich are overwhelmed, the crowd is neglected when the poor are poor.Gan Luan avoided the crowd, but couldn't find Ye Li, so he had no way of knowing the answer about the three moles.As it approached noon, there were very few people coming. The polished marble floor was like a flat bowl of water. Occasionally people would make ripples, but they were all from our own people.There are no outsiders here, even Xiaomei is gone.Just when they thought no one would come in the morning, they walked in hand in hand, blocking the sunlight for a few moments.The leader with a briefcase in one hand and a white rose in the other, stepped forward to pay his respects in silence, and everyone behind followed suit.When they finished their set up, Gan Xian and others had already gathered together.

Gan Xian shook hands with the leader: "You are here."

"Yes, please forgive me." The visitor looked at his watch: "What a disturbance at this hour."

"Where."

The visitor looked around: "However, we waited until now on purpose."

Gan Luan straightened up from the railing on the second floor, he knew the leader.Many years ago, the funeral that was almost exactly the same as today, unexpectedly coincided again.The man in the lead changed from a young devil to a middle-aged devil. The documents he read back then made Gan Luan imprisoned. He also carries that briefcase today, but this time, he will not be Gan Luan's devil.This is Mr. Gan's lawyer team.There is always a deviation in the repeating track, but the retribution is conserved.

The briefcase devil's surname is Yun, and Gan Luan remembers his name, Yun Shuo.But most of the people who knew him called him Chuyi, and his office was also called Chuyi.Yun Shuo walked around for another week, seeming to be counting the number of people, and finally he said: "It happens that you are all present, and there are no outsiders. Let me briefly explain. When confirming Mr. Gan Xiao's belongings, the police found several important documents. We Its authenticity has been verified and the person involved has been found. Therefore, we need to restore a person’s household registration status as soon as possible and notify everyone.”

"A person? Identity?" Gan Xu crossed his arms, "Who are you talking about?"

Some people hide themselves in the shadows, while others rely on the reflection of bright light to see.Yun Shuo pushed his plain mirror: "Gan Xiu and Bian Zhiyue's second son, Gan Lan."

Gan Xian's rare expression was unstable, and Gan Xu was still cowering. Gan Xu looked around and found that Gan Luan was not there.Only Gan Xian spoke: "What?! What Gan Lan?! Please speak clearly!" The voice was so sharp that it would pierce the curtain.

Then they all started to look around the hall, no one found where Gan Luan was, and they couldn't even look up, because Gan Luan had already left the condescending railing and hid himself against the wall.Only when he walked to the edge of the hall and pressed his head against the wall, could he barely see Gan Luan's profile.These few people, no one would do such a foolish action-whether you can be found is actually related to the person looking for you.

There is a conference room on the second floor, and Gan Xu is always uneasy about the body on the first floor. She was the first to suggest: "Let's go up and talk."

The wooden stairs made a sound, the rhythm was anxious and steady, and there were some vain crumbling sounds.Gan Luan waited in place, trying to guess who those footsteps belonged to.He was standing at the end of the corner, no matter who came up, he could see him.He stood there, the casement behind him flooded with sunlight, blurring his outline and clouding his features.He let them pass one by one, he was obviously smiling, but everyone was terrified.Gan Xian was the first one. Seeing Gan Luan, he was a little surprised and frowned, but he didn't say anything. He was very busy.Gan Xu didn't look at him at all, as soon as his eyes touched Gan Luan's shoes, he withdrew them in shock.Gan Xian opened her mouth, and Gan Xu pushed the door in.Gan Xu took a deep look at him.The last one was Yun Shuo, he said to him, "You can come in too."

When Gan Luan entered, Gan Xu was grabbing Yun Shuo: "What's the matter? Where is Gan Lan?" Seeing him, his voice became softer: "You mean a living person?"

"Otherwise." Yun Shuo said "don't waste my time with nonsense".

Gan Xian said, "Sit down and talk about something." Gan Luan felt that his uncle was good at pretending.They were all calmer than Gan Luan at the beginning, even Gan Xian couldn't grasp the point subtly.Isn't the key point so difficult as "not admitting"?Whether he lives or dies, whether he doesn't know clearly, wouldn't it be the easiest to completely deny?But they didn't, none of them grasped the point, which made Gan Luan miss it.Everyone, every one of them used that name with no strangeness.Even Gan Luan himself, of course, maybe it's just because their names sound similar.But there is one thing that cannot be denied. At the beginning, Gan Lan was like a long-standing name. It was not brand new, and it had traces of dust.

Gan Xu said: "It's a joke. The dead can sing, what Gan Lan can he have? Gan Xiao is not named Gan." Gan Xian coughed heavily, but Gan Luan had heard it long ago.Isn't Gan Xiao's surname Gan?Isn't Gan Xiao's mole his?So Gan Xiao, who is that corpse?He wouldn't ask, because no one would answer him, just like no one told him how Gan Xiu died of illness and Bian Zhiyue's whereabouts.The road has to be walked by oneself, and the questions in the heart are all asked by oneself.The so-called understanding means that what is clear is the self, and what is white is the truth. All things can only be revealed by oneself, and the truth will not come spontaneously.

Yun Shuo didn't respond.He continued: "While restoring his household registration status, the will of the 'Son of Ganxiu' must also be changed."

"Changes?" Gan Xian thought for a while, "It's almost November." He was referring to Gan Luan's birthday, "So there is one more person to protect?" He propped his upper body on the table, and turned his head to Gan Xu: "Forget it." Come on, Gan Xiao is gone, don't worry about his troubles, let's send a few more people." The implication is that I don't want to get to the bottom of it.Could it be that they have to compromise?default?It's like a gust of wind blowing over a windmill, and the event turns in the direction of the wind without returning, and the speed is unbelievably fast.Gan Xu didn't speak.Yun Shuo asked his assistant to distribute the bound and copied documents, and Gan Luan also got a copy.After everyone got a copy, Yun Shuo took the time to look at Gan Luan.The corner of Gan Luan's mouth curled up, and Yun Shuo then said, "Then the effective time of inheritance distribution will be postponed for one year."

Gan Xian stood up, and he lost the scene words he was good at.Gan Xian shook off Gan Xu: "I don't admit it! This is too much nonsense! What kind of troublesome Gan Lan! Where did you come from?! What does it mean to delay for a year? There is no such thing in the will."

"This is obvious. Please take a closer look at the documents, especially the birth certificate." Yun Shuo replied.Gan Luan happened to stop on this page, his eyes fixed on Gan Lan's date of birth, this wonderful day happened to be exactly one year younger than him.What does it matter who Gan Lan is?He could just use Gan Lan to drag them down.Drag them into the deep sea where light cannot penetrate, and then use suffocation to force out the truth.Gan Luan thought: I am crazy about the truth, because that is what I mean.I live for it.

"Just one year younger?" Gan Xu actually smiled, "How is this possible?" She put down the document, her neck seemed to grow upwards: "I need to find someone to verify, I think this document has a wrong number." Gan Xian also said: "This is too fake."

Yun Shuo also did not object: "Since you have doubts about the effectiveness of our company, please investigate it yourself as soon as possible. It's just that all original documents need to be supervised by us, and cannot be passed on to others. If you want to authenticate, we need our personnel to be present. This is extra work The content, the last page of the file is related to our studio fees, please cooperate with payment."

Gan Xu suddenly said, "You guys decide, I have to leave first." She didn't look at anyone, just stared at the ground, she seemed to be frightened, like a dying fish, her dry mouth opened and closed slightly, and her breathing fluctuated obviously .

Gan Xu——Only Gan Xu was still sitting steadily: "Second Sister, this is a matter of the Gan family. The surname is neither Yun nor Ye. Where are you going? You leave it to them to decide our decision indistinctly." something?"

Gan Xu asked her and them: "Why, when he died, that child lived?" She closed her eyes tragically: "Haven't you ever thought that it is us who are ignorant? Big Brother, Big Sister, Third Sister, we I have been controlled by my father all the time, even after his death." From the beginning to the end, she only gave Gan Luan a look, right after she opened her eyes.She looked at Gan Luan, as if seeing a shadow through him: "I saw him."

Gan Luan leaned against the wall, wishing to be a quiet background, but Gan Xu wanted to focus on Gan Luan.They all suddenly realized that Gan Luan's overly calm face was as untrue as the news.Gan Luan cast his eyes on everyone present, like a god merciful to the world, like a forest without a storm, the gloomy eyes make people fall.

Gan Xu finally stood up, because Gan Luan was standing behind her. Seeing Gan Luan like this, she asked, "You know?" She thought about it again, she must have thought of Ye Jing, because she asked : "The Ye family told you?" Gan Luan didn't say a word about it.He had been waiting, and the sound of the knocking on the plank told him that the person he had been waiting for had finally come.The knock on the door came as expected, and Ye Jing walked in with a weird smile, holding a weird doll: that black and white mushroom head.Ye Jing nodded at Yunshuo maturely: "Uncle Chuyi, what are you talking about?"

"I'm done talking. They said they have to verify it themselves. You can discuss it, and call me for the final result. I will come again." Yun Shuo recruited someone to leave, and he didn't want to stay for a minute—it seemed like a waste of time.

Ye Jing flipped through the document left by Yun Shuo: "I'm also here to inform you today."

"The verification of Gan Lan's matter is related to the decision of the Ye family, so I participated in the whole process. You don't have to believe him or me, and then investigate. But my grandfather has nodded. I don't know what he knows. He Said that you know what's in your heart. He admits Gan Lan." He found out a rubber band out of nowhere, and stuck a skyrocket on Mushroom's head: "I'm sorry, I need to get along with everyone for another year."

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Because Ye Li disappeared, it was Ye Jing who relayed the story about the three moles.

Ye Li hugged the doll like an innocent child.The little beauties and Gan Xu didn't take him seriously. "As for his favorite, I don't dare to be it." Gan Luan got up and walked away, Gan Xu continued: "That was just a stupid imitation, for the person he couldn't love. Poor, he only loved that one person in his life You should look in the mirror and see the mole on your face, and you should understand, what else is there to cry for him?"

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When Ye Jing called, Gan Luan was moving a bunch of cabbages to the bed.He dismantled one before, the leaves are thick and soft, the tail can be glued, the curvature is just right, and peeling is very similar.On the whole, it looks like a soft pillow, and when you bury your face, it will bloom slightly like a flower.Stretch your hands in to warm your hands, and the slightly exposed gaps are also a good place to hide small items.When he returned to his room, he found his phone was vibrating. When he picked it up, Ye Jing said, "Your brother doesn't want to move it. I heard from Ah He that he can fly knives?"

"How is Ah He's injury?"

"Recovering well."

"Then you give Gan Lan the phone."

There was a gust of wind on the other end of the phone, and he suspected that the phone was flying over. "Gan Luan." Gan Lan's voice attracted her like a feather, brushing her ears like a feather, unwilling to leave.

"..." What I wanted to say suddenly disappeared.

He changed his tune.

"……I'll pick you up."

Before leaving, another package was delivered outside, seeing the package, Gan Luan understood what it was.

It was a cage with a cabbage in it. The railings were tight and there was no door. The cabbage could not escape unless it peeled off its own body piece by piece and became a broken corpse.Anyway, that's what he asked for.He didn't have time to look at it, so he locked it up.

He went to the hospital to pick up Gan Lan.

"You're here, where do you want to take me?" Gan Lan stood at the end of the corridor, backlit like Gan Luan that day.The outline gradually melts, and the eyebrows are far away.

He thought, he couldn't see Gan Lan clearly, but Gan Lan could see him clearly.He faces the sun and is not afraid of the sun.

"You should have remembered something, and you should know who I am."

Gan Lan left his side face to him, the tip of her nose was almost transparent: "I know, but do you know?"

"I made it a reality." Gan Luan thought, it doesn't matter if he knows it now, he always needs to know, it's like bringing back a plastic-covered book from a bookstore, it belongs to him, as long as it is well protected Yes, one day that layer of plastic will be removed and let him read it thoroughly.

"So you have to come with me." Gan Luan said, not refusing to refuse.

"Yes." Gan Lan closed her eyes: "I should be like this. Now I live for it."

No one came to visit Gan Lan. For those people, Gan Lan might be like a curse. Gan Luan was stuck in the old house like waiting for an exam, beware of them coming to tear his "book".Gan Lan has been sleeping, he thought the medicine given by Ye Jing was working.When Ye Jing handed it to him, he just said, "This will make him happier and quieter."Until one day, through the moonlight pouring through the crack of the door, he found Gan Lan's shadow lying by the window.

Gan Luan walked into his room, Gan Lan straightened up, leaning against the French window, with his back against the glass, raised his head slightly, and turned his face sideways.The moonlight made the room unobstructed, and Gan Lan was in the spotlight, which could be clearly described.His palms were tucked into his cuffs, his collarbone was full of stars, and his white sweater was loosely piled around his waist like wrinkled milk.The home pants do not cover the ankles, the curves of the bare feet can be traced, and the bones are beautiful.He is a lucid dream.His forehead hair almost covered his eyes, but the moonlight shone brightly in his eyes, making his gaze faint and slightly moving, as if his soul wanted to wander away.The gauze curtain fluttered gently, the water in the room was clear, the moonlight swayed, and he looked like a wandering monster.

Gan Luan suddenly realized that since returning to the old house, they had barely spoken.Gan Lan is like a fish kept in a water tank, waving its tail at the bottom of the water every day, walking among the aquatic plants, occasionally popping up two bubbles.Fish and people are so alienated.He suddenly couldn't grasp the knack of communicating with Gan Lan. At first, he was mischievous and cunning, then extreme and poignant, and finally turned into a monster full of absurd words.

He sat across from him, with his elbows resting on his raised knees, his wrists naturally bent inward, his four fingers resting on his face, and his head tilted slightly. "It's 02:30 in the morning," he said. "Cabbage is a night creature?"

Gan Lan looked directly at him: "Well, basking in the moonlight." Holding his coiled ankles with both hands, he smiled mysteriously.

Gan Luan inserted four fingers into his hair, his dark blue hair was enchanted by the moonlight: "Bask in the moonlight?"

"I am a monster." Gan Lan said, "I am a monster that lives under the moonlight." He picked up a cabbage and smoothed the leaves.The corner of his mouth was deep in shadow: "You humans need oxygen, and I need the moonlight. Is there anything wrong?"

Gan Luan's posture remained unchanged: "We humans need to eat, why do you need to eat?"

"Nonsense." He suddenly regained his cunning: "Since I live with human beings, of course I need to pretend."

... This guy breaks his merits with just a few words. Who is he showing his proficiency these days... He nodded: "Then I discovered your secret, what should I do?"

"You are different." Gan Lan crawled over like a four-legged animal, letting him and the moonlight in his eyes reflect each other, Gan Luan remained motionless.Their noses almost rubbed together: "You are different."

"I hope you can see me clearly, I am a monster." He sat back and smiled sadly: "If you say my name."

Gan Luan said, "Oh, Gan Lan."

"Ah." He was slightly stunned: "You humans are really unreasonable."

Hey hey hey, who is unreasonable?Gan Luan said, "Okay, Gan Lan."

Gan Lan blocked her ears.It was easy for Gan Luan to remove his hand, this is a strong man.He leaned close to his ear and let the temperature pass: "Gan Lan."

Gan Lan shook like an electric shock, and ran away like a startled cat.He squatted at the corner: "I hate moonlight!"

This time, Gan Luan was alone by the window, and he was still in the same position. The moonlight touched his chin, and he was lazy and careless: "Hate the moonlight? If you want to live by the moonlight, shouldn't you be afraid of the 'sunlight'? Or hate."

Gan Lan was touching her ankle again: "No, I will die without moonlight. Without sunlight, I..." He paused suspiciously: "The consequences are the same as human beings." Gan Luan's inspiration came suddenly: "So...you are In the setting of non-human beings, only Moonlight persists, and everyone else is the same as human beings?!" It was so outrageous that it caused people to collapse.Gan Lan didn't bother with the setting anymore.Once it doesn't make sense, the monster will change the subject.As expected of a monster living under the moonlight, the cortex is different from that of humans, and it should have accumulated a lot of thickness where humans can't see it.

"In other words, moonlight comes from sunlight."

"You fouled." This person's brain circuit will pass through, even if it is not a monster, it is probably an alien in human skin: "We have already talked about the level of monsters, and you are talking about science with me?"

Gan Lan has no shame, his radio waves are all normal: "Why can't science coexist with monsters? The era is scientific, but I am a monster. I hide myself. Regarding this point, I am still considerate of you humans."

"Yeah." What else could he do besides nodding? "So I'm being harsh?" The monster squatting in the corner looked at him without saying a word—but obviously thought so.

"It's not pure light." Gan Lan took the posture of explaining patiently, and he stood by the window: "It's the energy of the moon."

"Sunlight is reflected and turned into moonlight. I absorb moonlight, just like human beings absorb oxygen."

His fingertips were dangling from his cuffs, hanging in front of Gan Luan, as gentle as jade, Gan Luan couldn't help but grasp it.Gan Lan lowered his head, he put his fingertips in Gan Luan's palm, his broken hair covered the corners of his eyes, there were faint red marks, the room was full of moonlight, only his eyes were like the deep sea.

"My name is Gan Lan, the same as Yueguang's name is Yueguang." His fingertips were slightly cold, but Gan Luan was helpless.This guy is like an ice cube that can only be cold.

"Gan Lan is not me, the source of the moonlight is not the moon." They looked out of the window together, Gan Lan said: "The moonlight and I are both false." Gan Lan also sat down, and their hands became five fingers interlocked.The moonlight may be intoxicating, but they are not like themselves anymore. "Actually, I hate you."

"what?"

The palm was soft, and the words were soft: "Brother. If you don't want me, I will disappear."

He seemed to be bewitched by Gan Lan's mysterious insistence: "What does that mean?"

"If you don't want me, the moonlight will disappear. To be precise, the moon can no longer give moonlight. So I die, mummified or drowned."

Gan Luan thought for a while: "So, I am the moon?"

"How... how come you think that way." He said helplessly, "Are you kidding me, you are human."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot my setting." This person lives without reason, and he doesn't want to communicate with him!If he is the dust wandering in the sun, Gan Lan is the madman struggling under the moonlight, rejecting the madman during the day, the moonlight cannot fly ashes.

"Have you seen me clearly? I am a monster." He seemed to be a real monster: "There are weaknesses and contradictions that humans don't have. Of course, there is cruelty."

"I don't remember much about what happened in the hospital, but those people didn't dare to approach me. I'm in danger... Human eyes are very simple."

Gan Luan frowned.

"I live by the moonlight, but I hate it." They loosened their hands, and Gan Lan drew an empty circle on the glass: "What it makes me lose is more important than my existence."

"Look at me clearly, this is my last sobriety. Then," he pointed at Gan Luan's heart, "let me die."

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"Hmph, the only thing that can grow together in our hearts is the thought of 'you crazy'." Gan Luan took the piece of paper and looked at the beginning: To Luan.End: From Xiao Yuji.

Gan Lan said: "It's also possible that they killed each other. So, who is Xiao Yuji?"