Chapter 269 There is a night that brings the stars and the moon
"Yuheng refers to Mengdong, so why are the stars so clear?"
Yuheng is the first star of the Big Dipper, and Mengdong refers to the first month of winter. The anonymous work "Nineteen Ancient Poems Part 3" from the Han Dynasty depicts the twinkling stars in the night sky at that time.
Although his attainments in Chinese studies are far inferior to those of Weng Huaijing, Yan Qing, who has been planning a romantic escape by starlight with his sweetheart for a long time, definitely has more say when it comes to the glittering eyes of silver men in the sky. After all, his sketch of a major project that was planned was almost delayed.
He painted it alone, and then secretly contacted the construction company through Mao Zhiyuan. Finally, he worked overtime and overtime regardless of the cost. A total of 28,215 LED lamp beads were placed on the ceiling of GMC, which was perfectly restored.
Each horoscope from 2014 to 2019 is unique in the early morning of November 9th.
It's night, the North Star hangs high at the top of the celestial palace, daring to compete with the bright moon. The five blue giant stars β, α, γ, δ, and ε in Cassiopeia tilt toward the east from the northern zenith in an M shape, forming the famous Pegasus quadrilateral.
The stars hang upside down on the western skyline, Fomalhaut is shining brightly at the bottom corner of the southern sky, and the Big Dipper sinks to the west of the horizon: Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kai
Yang, Yaoguang…
Framed by these high-magnitude shining stars, with gentle breeze and waves, the fairy king, fairy queen, fairies, immortals, Pegasus, whales and other constellations scattered all over the river together form a brilliant royal constellation.
, they shine together with the metal, fire, wood, earth and other planets in the cool and intoxicating moonlight of Yanqi Lake at night.
"It's still so beautiful here, wait... I shouldn't have to close my eyes, he didn't say, wow~"
Stars immersed in the bottom of the lake, thin waves surged up to the Milky Way, and the light mist spread between the water and the sky, blurring the moonlight for a while, but it did not in any way damage the bright light reflected in Weng Huaijing's loving eyes at this moment.
There was no other reason. After the group arrived at their destination, the nanny car parked on the vast expanse of lake embankment on the south shore of Yanqi Lake. Although Yan Qing was nervous, he did not forget to set the automatic doors on both sides of the passenger cabin to be fully open.
, so she, who had been very obedient along the way, felt how shining the stars and the moon were when she got out of the car, which was locked behind the car by her lover.
"The stars are writing poems in the sky, so romantic that they are unrestrained~ He is indeed implicitly cueing me to this song! You are so stupid, I told you everything is ready before setting off, how can I give you a hint..."
Looking away from the stunning triple starlight, Weng Huaijing twirled the loose black hair on her temples. From the corner of her eye, she just caught a glimpse of Yan Qing behind her, who had a nervous look on her face and was mumbling something, as if she was anxiously rehearsing something. She couldn't help but feel
Cursing someone's incomprehensible charm, Professor Weng raised his wrist and glanced at the watch he borrowed from Su Meng during dinner. Professor Weng lowered his head to break the silence: "It's only half past eleven, is it too early?
With his mind full of thoughts about how to express his love innocently and bravely, Yan Qing stuttered a little as he spoke hastily. Fortunately, after taking two deep breaths, his body returned to peace, and his gentle eyes passed through the quiet and quiet rosemary fragrance.
Weng Huaijing slowly opened his arms: "I would rather hug you first, is that okay?"
"Now? Oh, you have saved five times~ Come on then..."
The eyebrows slightly furrowed, and President Weng was a little surprised, but in a very good mood, she still met her depositor's needs. After shyly closing her eyes and being hugged tightly by Yan Qing, she left behind her remaining reserve, and Weng Huai's heart was full of love.
Narrowing her narrow peach blossom eyes, she said softly: "I often like to retreat to the mountains and rivers, and one night I bring the stars and the moon with me, leaning on Sa~ I like this gift very much, even though it arrived a little early~"
"It's just the beginning. I don't have a helicopter, and I can't pick up the stars in the sky. If only these more than 20,000 planets were belatedly arrived..."
Holding the fragrant Weng Huaijing in his arms, Yan Qing was innocent. In other words, at least he had gathered enough courage. He struggled to distract some of his attention towards the artificial starry sky on the roof of the car. He estimated that he would be close to the set time.
Continuing to organize the words: "It will definitely not make up for the five years of love and moon that my Kapok girl stayed alone. After all, that was your most..."
"Life is full of love and obsession, this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon..."
She couldn't understand her lover's obsession and guilt, because the waiting from Weng Huaijing's perspective had always been a two-way street. A faint irrelevant word blocked Yan Qing's follow-up, and she, who was nestled in her lover's arms, slowly raised her head and asked instead.
He asked a certain string of numbers that he had heard on the way here: "You haven't told me yet, why is the number twenty-eight thousand two hundred and fifteen?"
"The average age of Chinese people is about 77.3 years old, which is approximately 28,215 days..."
His sweetheart had no intention of breaking away, so Yan Qing was shameless and refused to let go. His eyes were constantly glancing at the changing trends of the moon phase and the star path on the roof of the car. He replied fluently: "I thought it would be like a white rose, and I would send it in one day."
You have one..."
"Glib tongue again..."
Professor Weng, who was filled with joy, swung his waist and launched a weak back-up singles attempt. However, he never expected that Yan Qing actually helped him complete the turning movement, and inexplicably slipped half a circle into his lover's chest, driven by shame.
Weng Huaijing took a slight step forward, and finally broke free from Kaideng's embrace. Only then did she notice that the artificial moon in the car had unknowingly returned to perfection.
"Huh? It's a full moon..."
Upon closer inspection, Weng Huaijing discovered that the stars that made up the royal constellation were quietly changing their trajectories with the changing of the moon phases. Facing the evening breeze passing through the crew cabin, she couldn't help but take a few steps closer to confirm that those stars were changing.
The strange yet familiar starlight is not an illusion: "Why do I feel that the stars are also flowing with the moon..."
"I want to make up for your birthday five times, but of course I have to trouble them back to the night sky of Manhattan on November 9, 2014. Wait a minute, I'll get the other half of the gift..."
Stepping on the door step in two steps at a time, Yan Qing had already picked up a black suitcase from the car while he was talking. Because he had deliberately sorted all the items in a preset order last night, he opened the combination lock and took it out straight away.
The first postcard above was handed to Weng Huaijing, and there was a mysterious glass bottle hidden in the other hand: "This is a long overdue love letter. Happy 22nd birthday, Weng Xiaoge~"
"The juilliard school? Someone is really obsessed with this angle..."
After receiving the postcard, Weng Huaijing's first sight fell on the cover photo - the night view of Lincoln Center. The main subject is the unique podium of Juilliard School from an upward perspective. The tempered glass facade clearly reflects the dazzling Upper West Side.
The lights and stars are bright, and the bottom column is also eye-catchingly marked with the logos of the two joint issuers: New York Postal Service (usps)/lincoln center for the performing arts.
Similar to the song "Happy Birthday" that was smashed by Weng Huaijing last Saturday, these five love letters from the past that Yan Qing secretly prepared were also interspersed and written in two different identities. Originally, they were all planned to be written under the name of Deng Yingling.
I asked for postcards from Emperor Dance everywhere, but I happened to pass by Zhang Yameng’s office on Wednesday night when I was practicing. By chance, I happened to see a few blank limited edition postcards stacked on the desk. He was very happy to see Zhang Yameng casually.
I got the most suitable one from Lao Zhang.
"Well, I just feel that it is too much like that big ship riding the wind and waves. It is buzzing and buzzing. The moon is about to melt. We have to make up four more games. Look at the writing on the back. Only New York had special weather that day, so
I only brought a small bottle of catkins for snowflakes..."
The artificial starry sky on the roof of the car has been programmed in advance and operates strictly according to the rule of changing every four minutes. Yan Qing was slightly startled by Weng Huaijing's words about the appearance of the college, but he saw that the stars gradually returned to the imperial capital.
Seeing the trend around him, he had no time to think too much and had to open the bottle cap, pour out a handful of catkins and throw them over his head.
"On the 17th day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar, the full moon was slightly waxing. It was the first snow of winter in New York that day. Yes, there was also...a west wind of level 3."
The catkins were flying and falling all over the sky, which was actually a bit like snowfall. As he spoke, Yan Qing walked quickly to the left side of Weng Huaijing, and like a magic trick, he took out a folding fan. He worked hard to fan Professor Weng who was smiling and looking down at his love letter.
…?
If the new snow falls
Full moon in the sky
The above is covered with bright shadows
Bright silver flows underneath
And you came to me with a smile
Between moonlight and snow
Princess is the third kind of stunning beauty
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Congratulations
Weng Huaijing
__?__
sweetheart
Year of Jiawu
Happy 22nd birthday
——issac.yen
…
There were only a few words, but Weng Huaijing read them over and over again, such as "first snow", "full moon", "the third stunning color between moonlight and snow" which corresponded to the third level of wind direction...everything highlighted the lover's good intentions.
, the ?-shaped pattern and the three bold words at the end just below the name made Professor Weng's slender swan neck flush with blush, and even the crystal earlobes were tinged with light pink, waiting for her to savor it.
After that, when I raised my head again, the full moon on the roof of the car had long disappeared, replaced by a pretty moon bud in the northwest corner with its face facing east.
"Some people's hearts are too ugly~ Okay..."
Although she was speaking with angry words, Weng Huai's peach-blossom-stained smiling eyes showed the same shape of a moon bud. She looked at the artificial sea of stars that gradually resembled the outline of the zenith. She looked at it with a smile.
To Yan Qing, who had returned to the suitcase: "Now we are back to the Imperial Capital in 2015."
"I'm also ready. The second letter is a little more solemn. It's the waning moon of the 28th day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar, the imperial capital on a sunny day, the north wind is level four..."
Hearing the urging of his sweetheart, Yan Qing handed the second postcard to Weng Huaijing along with a thick stack of storyboards. This romantic escape that he carefully planned was not only full of surprises. Every time he tried to express his true self, he was faced with it again and again.
The tragic experience of losing control of his body gave Yan a new perspective. With the gift full of metaphors, he cleverly wrote the words he wanted to say but couldn't get out of his mouth into a love letter this time.
…
What can I do to keep you?
thin street
despair sunset
The moon in the wilderness
Or the sadness of a person who has stared at the waning moon for a long time
Give you the core of myself that I managed to preserve
Don't make sentences with words, don't make deals with dreams
A core untouched by time, space, joy and adversity
i will give you
My loneliness, darkness, shame and hunger
I will try to impress you with weakness, confusion, meanness, hypocrisy
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Congratulations
Weng Huaijing
__??__
close lover
Year Yiwei
Happy 23rd birthday
——issac.yen
…
After reading the love letter filled with bitterness and despair, Weng Huaijing casually flipped through the stack of storyboards. This is an animated film that Kapok Pictures is scheduled to produce simultaneously with "The Queen in Lust" - "Spirited Away".
, she has heard Shao Qing introduce the outline of the content. In fact, Yan Qing also made some foreshadowing in the video link last night, saying that "always with me" will be used as an interlude. Simply put, the movie is about
A relatively absurd story: a river that has lost its memory due to dryness and a girl with memory and courage reunited across time and space.
…
Thinking hard about the riddle: "The poem deleted from Herbers refers to his situation at that time, but what about the storyboard? Yi Sa wants to tell me that he really lost a certain memory..."
You can't say it clearly, "You can lose control of this. Fortunately, the symptoms are not too severe, but what should I do with the next three pictures that are more straightforward? I have an arrow on the string, so I'll die..."
…
Four or five minutes was not enough time for Professor Weng to fully understand this obscure metaphor. Looking at the waning moon on the roof of the car slowly rising to the westward-facing moon state, Yan Qing, who had once again experienced the pain of testing the rules, regained his basic composure.
After gaining the ability to move, he stuffed all the remaining postcards into Weng Huaijing's arms in advance with the idea of completing the battle. Then he took out a tied flute and leaned against the nanny car to silently play the song from the director's cut version of the biographical movie "Li Yu" (
Autumn thoughts on the dressing table).
"Come on, Weng Huaijing, today you are facing Yan Qing, who most likely has two different souls. What choice will you make in the end?"
The style of the next three love letters highlights the word "reckless" and is filled with a lot of innocent and brave self-analysis. Yan Qing, who is worried that he will be unable to continue at any time, is obviously not as good at controlling the tied flute as the performance that was inadvertently recorded by the crew's camera four years ago.
, the violent ups and downs of his chest caused the tone to be sometimes low, sometimes too high-pitched. He combined his initial uneasiness and caution, the guilt and emotion in the middle, and the tossing and turning and deep affection at the end into the sad and whimpering flute sound.
"Hey, Yan Yisa! After reading this, let me think about it..."
The original song is 5 minutes and 33 seconds long, but Yan Qing, who completely revealed his darkest side in front of his sweetheart, played it for nearly ten minutes. Instead of waiting for the punishment of the law of cause and effect that he thought he was destined to escape, a beautiful and melodious female voice awakened him.
He struggled to open his misty eyes. Yan Yisa, who was deeply trapped in the persona of "the lover who awaits trial" and couldn't extricate himself, met Professor Weng who was smiling in tears. He raised the kapok girl in his eyes and raised the wad of paper in his hand.
The postcard teased coyly: "Seriously, I didn't expect you to be so severely divided before?"
"What? Nothing happened! Who did you choose? Do you want to think about it again? And what does "I was severely divided before" mean?"
He had speculated on countless responses from Weng Huaijing, but they did not include the current options. Yan Qing instinctively felt that something was wrong. His well-trained acting muscles tried to hide the surprise on his face, but he was interrupted by a spasm.
Determined to completely take off his disguise, he gave the most heartfelt response: "I got the postcard from School Deng last week. The content was all written by me just a few days ago. In fact, it is the same as what the song "Happy Birthday" wanted to express.
It means the same thing, but I couldn't say it last week..."
"How is that possible? This one was issued in a limited edition to commemorate the centenary of Julia's birth, and they all have the postmark of that time on them..."
Qiushui flashed, Weng Huai's nose wrinkled slightly, he raised his pointed chin and followed to the nanny's car and looked at Yan Qing. She was obviously more arrogant than unhappy and curled her lips and said: "How about you make it up again?
?After all, the address bar is indeed empty."
"Big boat? I got it from Lao Zhang's desk. She said it was a gift from a new foreign friend she met. Wait..."
Suffering the eyes of his sweetheart, combined with the fact that he had not been retaliated by, Yan Qing came up with an absurd guess like lightning and thunder in his head. After lowering his head and checking the intact suitcase and password lock, he tentatively put his hand
He reached out to Weng Huaijing and said, "Can you give me another look? Buzz buzz~"
"I just made it up, you seem to have that serious illness..."
Feeling disgusted, Weng Huaijing still lent the five neatly coded postcards to Yan Qing for a moment, then turned to look at the real starry sky on the zenith.
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lcpa
2014.11.09
new york upper west side
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Yan Qing took a closer look and saw that not a single word in the text had been changed. The blank address bar of the big ship postcard that had been placed on the top floor was indeed stamped with two postmarks as Weng Huaijing said. The first one was from Lincoln Center in the Upper West Side of New York, and the other one was from Lincoln Center in the Upper West Side of New York.
The mailing stamp is clearly printed with the post office of the Qing Dynasty in the imperial capital of Shichahai, Yandai Xiejie.
…?
Bureau Post and other capitals, Imperial Qing University
09.11.1892
In the 72nd year of Xuguang's reign, Xuguang began
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"Only I know the password, so it must have been her. Tsk, you have to read the postmark backwards. A love letter was mailed to a distant place a hundred years before Princess was born. How could I not have thought of such a romantic trick...
"
After confirming that the postcard had indeed been tampered with by some supernatural force, another thought welling up in Yan Qing's mind was surprise. Then he looked at the second love letter containing personal goods. Unsurprisingly, as Weng Huaijing's story unfolded on the timeline,
After returning home, the postmark was changed to the commemorative postmark of the Imperial Dance Academy on Wanshou Temple Road, Xicheng, Imperial Capital, and the postmark was transferred to Kaifeng, southern Henan, where the 2015 movie "Li Yu" was filmed. After clicking my tongue, I continued to turn to the next page.
However, this postcard from 2016 made him dumbfounded.
…?
Wednesday, November 9, 2016
The tenth day of the tenth lunar month, a hazy day
Imperial City, northwest wind level 3, first quarter moon
.
Three Thousand Floating Worlds
I have three loves
sun, moon, kapok
day to day
The moon is twilight
Kapok is morning and evening
——A hopeless oak tree that is out of reach
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Congratulations
Weng Huaijing
__?__
sweetheart
Bingshen year
Happy 25th birthday
——issac.yim
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"Forget about the silence spell, but also bring someone who can directly replace a raccoon cat with a prince? Even my handwriting is copied so perfectly. It's such a big deal. If I adopt a more radical method, wouldn't the consequences be disastrous? Wait! This
There’s a big problem with the postage…”
Yan Qing felt a little frightened when he saw that his essay had been replaced with sweet words. When he glanced at the postmark in the address bar, he immediately shivered with horror.
…
East Guangdong·Pengcheng
2016.11.09
Nanshan·Qianhai Road
…
Pengcheng·Nanshan·Qianhai Road is where Yan Qing's "pre-travel" residence was located. The appearance of such a postmark out of thin air was like a thunderbolt for him who had carefully lived in the parallel world for three months as a "traveler".
"Fuck...no way, right? Elaine alone definitely couldn't have done this. Could it be that before I acted as "I" to provide a surprise for Weng Hong's birthday, "I" also secretly prepared a set of love letters, so I even
The formats are so similar..."
As her mind raced, Yan Qing hurriedly read the last two postcards.