Invitation

Archaeology pays attention to the double evidence method, and the investigation is the same. The unearthed cultural relics and historical records are mutually verified. So far, a water ghost has been unearthed in cultural relics. After roughly clarifying the historical line, I began to look up the written records of this period.I first searched for the list of the victims of the Heyin Incident, but the time is too long, the number of the dead is thousands, but most of the names are scattered, only a few hundred survived, no cloud jade was found, and nothing was found in the history books So I started to look up the local chronicles of various places, starting with Pingcheng and Luoyang, the two capitals of the Northern Dynasties.

But to be honest, historical records that lack literature in local chronicles are really boring. I often fall asleep while watching them. Once I actually fell asleep on the sofa and woke up after squinting for more than half an hour. When I woke up, I found that I was pillowed on Yunyu's lap, and there was a small quilt covering my body. Yunyu laid one leg flat on my pillow, bent the other leg, put her elbow on it, and held the book I didn't know. I flipped through the finished local chronicles page by page. I moved, and he touched my face: "Are you awake? I thought I'd put you in the bedroom to sleep in a while."

I hummed in a daze, squinted by the ceiling light in the living room, and pinched a strand of his hair in a daze.

I looked at him for a while and sighed, "Your silhouette is so beautiful, you don't even have a double chin from this angle."

He smiled, lowered his head and kissed me on the chin: "You haven't either."

I turned over and put my arms around his waist: "I'll be with you in a few years, I think I'm getting fatter and fatter as you feed me."

He shook his head, and reached out to touch my eye sockets: "You've been too tired recently, you've lost so much weight, and your eyes are dark blue," he said, and began to shave my eye sockets by pressing my temple chakra, stroking them coolly with his fingers, It was so comfortable that I squinted my eyes and started to feel sleepy again. I heard the melodious music of eye exercises in my ears, and I heard him say, "You have a good rest. I can watch these things."

I said: "It's okay, you now, just keep your emotions stable, okay, just leave the rest to me, come and give me the book."

I took the book, lay on his lap and continued to read, holding the book while reading: ""Luoyang County Chronicle", "Luoyang Chronicle", "Gathering a group of sages outside the Golden Horse Gate, on Tongtuo Street... ouch, hello." !"

I missed one of them, and the book fell and hit me in the face.

Yunyu is a good comrade, she didn't make fun of my "Hey on Tongtuo Street", but hurriedly opened the book and looked at my nose bridge and eye sockets, I rubbed my smashed eyes , Push him: "You go to play somewhere else, you are here to disturb my study."

Yunyu pursed her lips, looking at her expression, she wanted to roll her eyes, but good upbringing prevented him from doing that. He moved his legs and said, "Your head is pressing on my legs, you sit up."

I said, "No."

he:"……"

As I said that, I still sat up, walked to the bedroom with the book in my arms, sat at the desk and began to read the book seriously, drawing with a pen while reading, Yunyu asked in the living room: "Do you still drink tea?"

I said, "Don't drink."

Yunyu laughed out loud in the living room.

... I take back the sentence "Yunyu is a good comrade".

Yes, I had to drink tea when I read the book yesterday, to get back the feeling of the third year of high school. I read the book for two hours and drank three pots of Pu-erh. Almost fucking pee on the kang...

While reading a book, I thought about some messy things in my mind. I glanced over an article, and suddenly saw a word "cloud" on this page, so I habitually circled it with a pen, and after I finished the circle, I took a closer look——

My blood was instantly cold, and it seemed to be boiling instantly, as if it was frozen and solidified and stopped flowing, and it seemed to rush from the head to the soles of the feet suddenly.

Luoyang Yunshi.

I stood there in a daze for a while, and glanced at ten lines hastily, as if I was afraid that I might make a mistake, so I read it first and made a draft.

Yundi, styled Muzhi...

It was different from what I imagined, Yunyu's father was a military officer, inherited some ancestral shadows, fought south and north, and was named a general.

My hands shook.

Zhongzi Yunyu, with Biru characters, beauty instrument, elegant demeanor, less rich diction, good at writing... filial piety and integrity... Order Cao to serve as Yushi...

In the first year of Wutai, he died in the disaster of Heyin.

I was stunned for a while with the pen between my fingers, and read this short text several times over and over again. All kinds of messy and complicated feelings in my heart were unspeakable, and finally intertwined into a daze.

Luoyang Yunshi.

Master Qin Feng is right, he is indeed from the Northern Dynasty.

As I thought, he died in the Heyin Incident.

Yunyu's father was not a high-ranking official, and Yunyu died on the way before he had time to travel thousands of miles, so he was not recorded in the annals of history, but only a few strokes in the local chronicles.

When the disaster in Heyin happened, Yunyu's father, Yun Muzhi, had just become an official and escaped the catastrophe. After Yunyu's death, Yun Muzhi was disheartened and took his wife and young son to live in seclusion.

From the roots of the imperial city, the family is well-off, the eloquence is outstanding, and he is filial and honest. After being awarded the censor, there should be "qian", "right-qian", "lei-qian"... He should have such a bright future.

There are only a few words about Yunyu.

I stared at the book in a daze for a while, and called out weakly: "Yun."

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I felt that my throat was dry and tight, and my voice was squeezed out of my throat. I cleared my throat and yelled loudly: "Yunyu!"

He responded to me, walked to the bedroom, saw me turn my head to stare at him, and frowned: "What's wrong, you look so bad?"

I grinned, my heart beating like a drum: "You, you remember your name, why did you forget your words?"

He looked at me inexplicably, and I called him: "Bi Ru."

His face changed instantly, but he remained motionless, standing at the door and saying, "Have you found it?"

I nodded.

He paused, took three steps forward, scanned the book ten lines at a time, looked at me helplessly and excitedly, then bent down, and read each word carefully.

He read that short paragraph of text for a long time before he slowly straightened up. We both stared at each other silently, and there were some strange things flickering in our eyes that had never appeared before.

Yunyu read in a low voice: "Bi Ru..."

I touched his back and said, "Do you have any impression of your father?"

He shook his head very slowly.

I thought about it and said, "It's okay. We'll go to Luoyang this weekend. If we can't find out in two days, we'll go next weekend. At worst, we'll commute before we find out."

He was still staring at the book, wondering what he was thinking, and replied: "Okay."

I laughed: "Why, shouldn't you be happy that the archaeological work has made great progress? I want to stand up and dance for a while."

He turned his back to me and sat on the corner of the bed, picked up the remaining few books, and whispered: "I'll see if there is any mention of Yun."

I quite understand his complicated and eager mood, that is where he came from before he was alive, and he kept flipping through books for the next night, and I booked a ticket to Luoyang.It wasn't until one o'clock in the morning that he said, "You should rest."

I said: "I can't sleep, don't worry about me, did you find anything else?"

He shook his head, his expression was quite calm, he probably had a pre-judgment, but he was a little disappointed, he raised his hand and turned off the light, leaving only a small desk lamp, and said: "Don't read it today, it's too late, go to sleep .”

I rolled around on the bed, rolled to him and hugged his waist: "I can't sleep, I'm excited, aren't you excited?"

He said: "I'm... a stranger."

me?"

He unconsciously tugged a strand of my hair around - we're really alike at this point, we both like to play with each other's hair when we're in a daze thinking about something, he said as he messed up my bangs : "Was I originally such a person?"

I smiled: "Yes, Biru, the beauty instrument, elegant and graceful... Oh, yes, my mother bought a beauty instrument a few days ago, the one with purple light on the whole face, mine My God, when the lights are turned off at night, it looks like Magneto, and my dad's blood pressure is so scared."

Yunyu: "..."

I said, "Hey, tell me, how did the two of us know each other?"

He thought about it, and honestly said: "I can't imagine it."

I thought happily: "You, civil servant, me, general! One day you see me, ouch, with long tassels in hand, singing triumphantly, so loud that there is no edge, you love me to the marrow of love I can’t find the north, do you think it’s possible?”

He didn't speak, just smiled and said, "Maybe"

Me: "... Forget it, I'm too shameless. Actually... oh, Yunyu, don't rub my bangs. In fact, today, remembering the past life is not only your obsession, but also mine. "I turned over and closed my eyes, "I also really want to know how we met, how we fell in love in the previous life...and how we separated, life or death."

I want to know everything about you, what wronged you in the previous life, I will double compensate you in this life.

He lay down and hugged me from behind without a word.

After a while, he said: "I have always been very fortunate, my obsession is you."

My heart warmed up and I gradually fell asleep.

Maybe it's because I'm thinking about it, I'm dreaming again.In spring and Jingming, there are lingling waters passing between the lush forests and bamboos. I seem to be standing in the dark, silently watching a group of literati in wide robes and sleeves wandering in the water, flying flowers and chasing poems. Beside the desks by the stream, a jade-like man in a moon-white robe was holding a pen and frowning, as if pondering an article. I made a ball of paper and threw it over with a whooping sound, hitting his face very precisely. hair crown.

He was awakened suddenly, looked around blankly, and finally saw me hiding in the dark, suddenly became happy, smiled at me with bright eyes, and waved to me.

When he got closer, he was still laughing: "You always recruit me like this, without saying anything first."

I said, "Did you miss me just now? As soon as you missed me, I came."

The author has something to say: Luoyang Yunshi was edited by me, there is no such thing in history.