Let’s drink wine and talk for a long time, raise a glass to the moon and ask the sky
Song Wan looked at the old man in front of her quietly without saying a word. Thirty years ago, she met this old man here. For her, it was only a short hundred days ago, but a mortal has already
She couldn't help but sigh as she spent most of her life in a hurry.
"Old man, do you still remember me?" Song Wan saw the old man accidentally tripping over the clothes hanger next to him when he turned around. She almost fell, but she ducked and helped the old man, and asked with hope in her eyes.
"The girl is..." Although the old man's body and appearance have aged badly, the clarity in his eyes is something that many young people don't have. Song Wan thought, this is probably what people often say, ordinary people are determined to learn.
At thirty you stand firm, at forty you are not confused, at fifty you know your destiny, at sixty your ears are attuned, at seventy you follow your heart's desires.
Today's old people must be a hundred years old, and they have already seen through all the changes in life, and the clarity in their eyes represents wit, or great wisdom and foolishness.
"Thirty years ago, my master and I came here together and bought a red coat made of batik fabric from my husband." Song Wan took out the piece of clothing and handed it to the old man.
"It turns out it's this dress. More than thirty years have passed, and the girl has still preserved it so well." A strange light flashed in the old man's eyes, "It turns out you are that clever little girl. After so many years, you have still preserved it so well."
You look so graceful." After the old man finished speaking, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then looked at Song Wan with horror in his eyes.
"Don't be afraid, old man. I won't hurt anyone. I came here just to ask the old man to make another one for me. I want the same one." Song Wan carefully took the clothes from the old man's hands, as if she was afraid.
Dirty and damaged.
"How to make clothes for people who can no longer see clearly? I haven't made clothes for more than 20 years. This dress is also very special to me. At that time, my wife
Because of her short stature, which is what you often call dwarfism, I specially made a lot of smaller clothes for her, but she never wore this dress and kept it there. I asked her why not
Wear it, she said, she herself has worn it
I am too old to wear these clothes, so I might as well sell them, or give them directly to someone who is more suitable for this dress. After my wife passed away, I put this dress on display, hoping to meet someone who truly appreciates it and likes it.
If someone with this piece of clothing meets her, I would rather give it to that person." The old man's eyes were filled with tears, and his hands that were so old that they were covered with wrinkles and age spots gently rubbed the clothes in his hands, as if the clothes in his hands contained all his love and affection for his wife.
miss.
"That dress had been there for a long time and no one had touched it until you came and saw it at first sight. I noticed the love and nostalgia in your eyes. I knew you really liked it, so I sold it to you.
I have made you, this is unique in the world. After that, I have never made this kind of clothes again, and I have never even made this style of clothes again." The old man gently let go of the dress, a little
He turned back melancholy and continued to sort out his clothes.
Songwan and others tried for a long time, but failed to convince the old man to make another one for her. Songwan decided to stay one night at the old man's home, but the old man had no objection.
"Old man, aren't you still asleep?" Song Wan looked at the full moon in the sky and walked down the steps slowly.
"This man is old. As he gets older, he sleeps less and is always prone to random thoughts." The old man sighed.
"Can't the old man really do something for me? I think the old man has already made some guesses about my identity. I don't understand love, but I know that the feelings in this world are the most helpless. I have never had a lover.
, but there are people I can’t let go of, and this dress also represents everything I have to him and everything he has to me.” Song Wan took out the one that had been neatly folded and put it into the purple jade letter.
clothing.
"Human, there are always some things in this life that are unique. Come back, girl. Decades ago, my wife left, and more than ten years ago, our only daughter also left. At that time, I felt that I had no chance to survive.
motivation, but I still survived. I know that they definitely don’t want me to be decadent and sad, and they want me to live well.
My eyes can no longer see these things clearly, and I can no longer make clothes." The old man looked at the full moon and said, without looking down at Song Wan from the beginning to the end.
"This is also a gift from Master. I like it very much, but now I can no longer wear it. Master has left. I don't know if I can see him again in this life. In order to keep Master safe, I compromised with the bad guys.
, I finally escaped, but faced greater challenges and threats. This time I came back to the world and revisited my old place, which made me understand what is most important to me." Song Wan's voice was a little choked.
.
"Old man, I'm sorry to disturb you. I will leave with my two brothers during the day tomorrow. Thank you for your advice." Song Wan was really about to give up. She stood up and gave a big salute to the old man and turned around to go back.
house.
"Girl, I see that you are a good person. Let me remind you, old man, that you should not be too persistent in your life. Just let go of what you should let go of. Carrying so much is very tiring. These pressures will only make you hunched over along the way. Let go.
Come on, raise your head, and you will see how beautiful the scenery along the way is." The old man still maintained his original posture.
"The scenery along the way? Old man, I have seen too many scenery along the way from thousands of years ago. Now, I just want to lower my head and see the distance under my feet and the direction my toes are pointing.
In this life, there must always be something to think about, and there must always be something and someone that is worthy of persistence. Otherwise, what is the meaning of living in this life?" Song Wan smiled, and at this moment, there was something in her smile.
There is no bitterness, it is all satisfaction and hope.
"Maybe, I was once young and persistent, but now that this person is old, he has lost sight of many things. Although his eyes are blind, there are some things that he can see clearly in his heart."
He said pointedly.
"Old man, the life of a mortal is very short and cannot be spent all the time chasing. My statement is very long. I can spend ten thousand years waiting for an encounter. I can also spend tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, eternity.
Time will protect a chance encounter. I don’t want to be perfect. I’m not that greedy. I just want to protect you.
If you want, just watch silently." Song Wan turned around, sat next to the old man, and took out a bottle of good wine from Dongfang Mingxuan, refining the essence in it and leaving only a little fairy spirit.
, handed it to the old man, hoping to use this glass of wine to prolong the old man's late life.
"Old man, I'm not polite. I haven't had a drink in more than ten years. After my daughter left, I sent the white-haired person to the black-haired person. After drinking old wine for several years, I finally figured it out. Since then,
, I have never had a drop of wine, and now that I think about it, I am really greedy." The old man did not refuse the drink that Song Wan handed over, and accepted it happily. He naturally knew that what Song Wan gave him would definitely not be ordinary.
"Does the girl really understand the emotions in this world? There is no emotion that is not selfish. People are all selfish, especially when it comes to relationships. Maybe you feel that you don't care now, but when we are together every day, our feelings are increasing day by day.
You will become greedy and hope for more. It is easy to be satisfied, but it is also difficult to be satisfied. The more you say you can let go, the harder it is to let go." The old man said, pouring it into his mouth.
A sip of wine.
"Oh, it's a good wine, strong but not strong, refreshing and sweet. But, what if you can't let it go? No matter how much you can't let it go, it will slowly be bleached over time, lose its color, become dull and uniform, and in the end nothing will be left.
, You must learn to let go of what you can't let go, and what you can't live with has become the past after all." The wrinkles on the old man's face slowly opened, revealing an extremely ugly smile, but Song Wan could see that the old man was smiling bitterly.
"Since you can't let go, why do you have to let it go? Some things are just good as they come naturally. Don't force it, and you can't force it. Regardless of whether you can let it go or whether it has become a thing of the past, it is an experience in life. What you don't like can be
Just forget it, don’t forget it, it is also an experience. If you like it, remember it forever, or bury it in your heart. Human life
In a lifetime, just a few decades, the most precious thing, that is, that little bit of experience, if you don’t bring it with you in life, if you don’t take it with you in death, after crossing the Naihe Bridge, with a drop of Meng Po soup, everything will become blank, and no one can
Escape, unless you achieve the great road." Song Wan looked at the old man and said seriously, not feeling that the old man was ugly or old at all.
"Detachment? Easier said than done. Throughout the ages, those who have achieved greatness have all cut off the inextricable connections in this world. But if people have no emotions, are they still people?" The old man took another sip of wine and looked up.
Mingyue seemed to be talking to himself or to Songwan, but Songwan always felt like he was asking the sky.
"So, they are called immortals. In fact, immortals are not without emotions and desires. At the very least, the immortals I have seen are not as good as humans. Immortals are also made by mortals. Wherever there are people, there will be fights. This is eternal.
The truth is, the immortals I have seen may not be as good as humans, at least, there are very few who can compare with you, old man." Song Wan teased.
"Girl, you are joking." The old man tilted his head and glanced at Song Wan, feeling more relieved and appreciative. "Girl, you should go back to bed early. I, the old man, will sit alone for a while."
"It's frosty and cold outside, old man, please rest early." Song Wan got up, picked up her skirt, and went upstairs. She didn't notice that from the time she arrived in the courtyard until she left, the upstairs opposite was full of people.
There is a dark shadow watching.
"Young master, please go back to sleep." The old man said softly. Song Wan had already returned to the room. Naturally, she didn't deliberately listen to what the people around her were doing, so she didn't hear the old man's last words.
"Old man, please rest early." There was a hint of awe in the cold voice, and the black figure bowed lightly and left.