cyclical life is like a Mobius ring, but in this continuous closed structure, there seems to be a hidden turning point, and memory leaves clues inadvertently waiting to be discovered. The novel advances from the protagonist Gong's recollection of his deceased father. Through the pursuit of profound memory fragments, he gradually deepens his cognition of his secrets that no one knows. The appearance of the father's alien siblings shatters the appearance of "everyone is an island", and a firm but secret bond between the three emerges. February continued to cycle as usual, but Ann's mood was like a cut ring, opening the originally vast border. The atmosphere of the novel is delicately portrayed, full of temperature and humidity, and the whole is filled with a moving emotion of mystery, sentimentality, and relief.
It was almost the end of January, the rain had been falling for a whole week, and now it seemed that it was going to fall into February. Scholars of the "flat earth theory" believe that the world is a fish tank with floating plastic fish and artificial aquatic plants. When An Zhao looked out the window, although he lived on the seventeenth floor, he still couldn't help thinking that if one day rain flooded his window, what would happen to him? what will happen. They say this: out of the twelve months of the year, February is the most unstable month in the world. If it rained from the beginning of February until February 28, the world would not be on the right track to March 1. All of humanity will be trapped in that false February forever, starting a never-ending cycle, at a point where computing power collapses and the world is destroyed. When she started the car in the afternoon, some ominous omens jumped out in her heart. While stepping on the accelerator, she saw her face pale and floating on the stagnant water an hour later, like the milk froth on the top layer of coffee, slowly. Dissolves in water and loses its shape. When she went out, she did bring a cup of coffee that was not very good. She wrinkled the top layer of latte and saw that the apple-shaped latte turned into a white line of traces of her own body at the scene of the car accident, and then drank it in one breath. , the body is a little warmer. The water-washed pavement looked like a dry, shallow creek with only river pebbles, and the slime left by the crawling of the African giant snail. In a trance, she saw around the corner, a creature that had been extinct in the Cretaceous period beckoning to her for a taxi. But the next second the green light turned red, and she saw that it was just a puppet at the door of the milk tea shop soliciting business, and she was already too full, thinking that the trace of the corpse should be rowing in her stomach . Turning on the wipers and the radio, the host of FM30.8 said: "The following old song is covered by Wang Fangmei, a famous singer in the 1980s. Wang Fangmei was once named the greatest female singer of the last century. In the 1970s and 1980s, Wang Fangmei It was a huge hit. It's a pity that all of Wang Fangmei's records and tapes were destroyed due to the turmoil that followed, and the audio and video materials about her no longer exist in the world. Some people questioned the existence of Wang Fangmei. It's just a collective hallucination. But for more fans of Wang Fangmei, she will always live in their hearts."
When my father was alive, I liked Wang Fangmei's songs the most. He always said, what's so good about the songs now? If you lived at that time and listened to Wang Fangmei's songs, you would know what real music was. As he spoke, he hummed, and the melody was different from the last time and the last time. Halfway through the humming, he forgot the words, and he started to say that he also owned Wang Fangmei's record before, but unfortunately his mother lost it when he moved. "Your mother has always refused to admit that she threw away the record. She even said that there is no such person as Wang Fangmei in the world." He was emotional, "your mother is always fussy when she organizes things, she almost took ours The marriage certificate was also thrown away in the waste paper pile, you know? You didn't know, you were young at that time. If she really threw the marriage certificate away, what else could prove that my mother and I were married? ?" An looked at his father with a vague understanding, not understanding why he was so obsessed with the death of a singer who might not exist at all, as well as the half-note that he always held tightly to him, fearing that if he lost the voucher, the world would be destroyed. Immediately forget yourself. No one can understand him, not even mom. According to her: "Your father's family has a history of hereditary mental illness. His second aunt was sent to a mental hospital by his family when he was in his thirties. No one told me when we were introduced. It was too much. He When I was young, I liked to talk to myself, but I never thought about it at the time." What about Wang Fangmei? "What, what?" Mom left this world ten years earlier than Dad. After she left, the man's spiritual world was so empty that there was nothing left, only the rocky world of rockery. He is always silent and has a lot on his mind, but has no social needs. Sometimes an unreliable flash: His past is like an uncharted sea of reefs and hurricanes, signaling dangerous traps on the one hand, and slaughtering ships trying to get inside. But he has only followed the boring life of three points and one line in his life, and there are no more myths and legends interspersed in the short rest time. After retirement, he has more leisure time, and he devoted himself to the same thing without hesitation. Whenever Dad needs to think about things, he will come here to climb the mountain, and he can stare at the mountain for a whole day. He seems to be convinced that he has a conjoined brother on the planet Deva.
Ann parked the car in the parking lot at the foot of the mountain, where magma erupted more than four million years ago, but now the volcano is dead. Along with the dead are all the creatures that lived here more than four million years ago, reduced to ashes by the deadly heat of the magma. She stopped the car and looked around, as if a partial apocalypse had just happened, and there wasn't a single person or car left behind. There were no stone steps on the mountain, so she climbed up along the winding path of the mountain. The rain had wet her hat and coat, and it was an exceptionally cold January. In the extremely desolate mountain road, apart from the trees in the distance, only the reeds in the vicinity can be seen, growing beside the turbid green pond. The rain has not stopped, soaked in the bitter rain, such a boring world. The more she crawled, the more she felt that the world was too quiet. Maybe a partial end of the world had just happened. When the doll in the milk tea shop beckoned to her, it was not a doll, but a Cretaceous creature. , The world has undergone tremendous changes, but silently, but quietly. The fog lingered, locking the highest point of the mountain, and stopping far away, the bare hills in the distance were more visible because of the mysterious color. Looking down at the foot of the mountain, the lifeless dwellings are also shrouded in rain clouds. Really boring mountain view. Whenever An misses her father, she will climb to this abandoned extinct volcano and experience the same cold, desolate and useless emptiness as her father's spiritual world. However, such a boring synaesthesia can give her spiritual comfort, as if she is not drifting in this big and unreasonable world alone, there are still people who are in harmony with her in places that cannot be seen.
I should go and collect it to see if I can find Wang Fangmei's record. She thought so as she descended the mountain. Maybe she really exists, maybe she really doesn't exist, it's all uncertain. Dad is right, without the evidence of this world, human life becomes very short. Just as we won't remember the creatures that died here more than four million years ago, no one will remember us more than four million years from now. In mourning them is mourning ourselves.
On the way back, she saw the tall, half-dead reeds, half taller than her, even though their branches and leaves drooped mournfully. When the wind blew, the reeds rustled like a revival, and it was a quartet of men. If you distinguish carefully, you can hear the lyrics, as if it were a small poem: "No one knows about the flowers that withered in the past, and there is no mercy for the new flowers now. .I don't count whether the extension of life has an end, I only fantasize that it can bloom and wither in your arms."
Is that so, is that so?
From the reeds, from the turbid green pond, something gray and ochre seemed to climb out, arched the reeds, followed the edge of the pond, climbed to the shore, and stepped onto the driveway.
At first the animal was far away from her, but Ann judged from its size that it was a wild boar on the mountain. But as it crawled closer, An Cai realized that the creature had no wild boar's head and eyes at all. She could only call the moving projection that was facing her the head. This is not a wild boar at all, it is more like the water bear under the magnifying glass in the textbook, but it really has the appearance of a little brown bear.
An and the giant tardigrade looked at each other like this, not knowing what to say.
It was the gigantic, water bear-like creature that first introduced itself: its name is Li, it came from the extremely distant planet of Deva, and it was the conjoined brother of Ann's father.
It doesn't speak Chinese, and it doesn't even have a vocal organ. But its protuberance is rhythmically rhythmic, and Ann's mind catches its signal, which seems to be an innate talent, she can convert this signal into language that humans can understand, and use it in her own language. It is played in the brain as a synthetic vocal. It is the voice of the host of FM30.8.
Ann said: "My father introduced you. He once said that he had a conjoined brother on the planet Deva. But I didn't know it was you."
"Yes. He has talked to many people about it, But they don't believe it. Neither do I. When we are young we wonder about what's going on in ourselves, we wonder why we're different, we ask for help, and in the end they don't understand it , and they all laughed at us. Later we knew that we could only rely on each other, because we are conjoined brothers."
"But you..."
"We are different species, do you want to say that? Or are our bodies not connected? None of this matters. The most important thing is that our spiritual world is connected. From birth, our spirit The world is connected. Every minute and every second we live is not just our own life, but the superposition of two lives. I have experienced all of your father's life, and he has experienced almost all of mine. Life. You may find it complicated to go through two states at the same time, but we've grown accustomed to it. It was when your father was seven or eight, and I realized later that the world wasn't a conscious connection like ours. Each person has their own independent perception."
"My father..." Ann shook his head regretfully, "Never told me such a thing happened to him."
"Because they can't understand us." Li said , "We tend to close ourselves after being disappointed too many times. But that's not deliberate deception, it's just that we know what the world is supposed to be like, and we're the outliers in it. We don't want to interfere with this. Our life."
You speak, always with "us"?
"Most of the time we feel that we are one. Sometimes we also have conflicts, but more like 'contradictions' that normal people can understand. It was like this in your country more than 2,000 years ago. Case, at that time, there was a man in the Warring States period who became a conscious connection with a butterfly, but he couldn't understand such a thing, he thought it was the butterfly who dreamed of himself, and he dreamed of the butterfly. But it's not, he is a butterfly, a butterfly It's him. Just like us, for sixty years, I was your father, and your father was Li. We were each other."
"Sorry, it's a little hard to accept."
"Sorry, it's me who should apologize. , no one can accept this kind of thing suddenly. I shouldn't appear in front of you like this. We swear not to affect the life of the family." Li said, "But I really need to see you, because I'm dying ."
The tardigrade's body seemed to be more shriveled and wrinkled than before. It props itself up to reluctantly express:
"After one of the conjoined twins dies, the other can't live too long. After your father died, I knew that time was running out. After much deliberation, I decided to see you, Even if I knew you couldn't accept this, you wouldn't think I was your father. But individuals are selfish, and the thought of dying makes me desperate to see you before I die, Ann."
There is no way for the worm to express pain from its limbs, and the tardigrade lacks the basic function of emotional expression.
"Ann, you don't know how much your father loves you. You don't know how much I love you." Li said, "I have many children, but they are more like my clones, and there is no love between us. But you are different. You are my child. I have watched you grow up for more than 20 years. Even now, I can still clearly recall your appearance when you were a child. Do you remember, Ann, when we were young, we and Your mother often takes you to the park, do you remember? I really want to go to the park with you again now, but this transfer has used up all my remaining energy. I'm really dying."
Li hurriedly concluded: "I love you so much."
"I know. Thank you. I love you so much. Thank you so much for having the opportunity to say this to you. My father left so suddenly that I couldn't tell him anything. "
We left too suddenly." Li repeated sadly, "Ann, come over a little, please? Let me touch you. Just like this, thank you, don't move anymore."
After Ann approached, Li rested his head on the on her knees. Without even feeling any touch, the gray-brown body of the scorpion scorpion began to gradually become transparent, as if it had evaporated out of thin air. It freezes like a translucent statue, doesn't make any sound, and doesn't move. The sudden sadness made An lose control of her body, and when she came back to her senses, Li's body was no longer visible to the naked eye. She still wanted to reach out to catch it, but she grabbed it empty and couldn't catch anything. Li is really gone.
Later, I went down the mountain and went to the nearest shopping mall in order to confirm that the end of the world did not happen. More than a dozen middle-aged and elderly people gathered around the door to buy promotional items. She asked for a trolley, didn't buy anything, just made sure to count the people in the mall one by one. After counting to the hundredth, she finally began to feel relieved that she was not the only survivor of the eruption.
Ann had never told anyone that he had seen a water bear-like intelligence from the planet Deva one day. She later emptied her own warehouse and found Wang Fangmei's record at 7:15 pm on February 28th, but she failed to make the discovery public. Because the rainy season that year lasted until the 28th of February, after which humans began the February cycle, like a never-ending flip in a front-loading washing machine.
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