Mr. Chen's expression at this moment is quite unfamiliar to me. It can be said that in the past few years of contact, I have never seen him have such an expression. His expression cannot be said to be scary, but it made me involuntarily start to wonder.
, began to think deeply.
"Teacher..." I thought for a while, but couldn't figure out what happened to Mr. Chen: "What do you want to say?"
"It's nothing, Beifang, it's okay." Mr. Chen recovered quickly. After all, he is a person who has studied history and cultural relics all his life. He knows some truths better than normal people. He turned his face, and his previous expression was gone: "Put it away.
Take good care of the things I entrusted to you. You must take good care of them."
As he said that, Mr. Chen slowly stretched out his hand and took out a small box from under the thin quilt covering him. The box was very small and could not hold anything too big. I took a look and thought it might be written information.
items like that.
"You remember my words, I have researched these things, and although there are no results, I believe that what they hide is very important information." Mr. Chen handed the box to me slowly and solemnly, and said:
"I regard these as my life, I believe in you, and I hope you do the same."
"I will, teacher, don't worry."
The box is not locked, which shows that Mr. Chen does not shy away from me looking through the contents of the box in private. In fact, he can imagine it. Even if I look through it, it is impossible to see anything, just like an ordinary person
After looking at a series of encrypted messages for a lifetime, the messages are still the same as before. It has been almost thirty years since Dayanpo. Mr. Chen has mastered these things and will not fail to study them. But it is a pity that he is working somewhere.
In some professional attainments, he is not as good as his wife.
Thinking of this, I felt a burst of deep regret. To be honest, Mr. Chen’s account of the past events of Dayanpo was not detailed at all, but I was already deeply attracted. What is the hidden meaning of the bird’s beak inscription on the stone tripod?
What's in her mouth? Chen Lao's wife must have gained something, but she has already died in Dayanpo, and those gains will never be known to anyone again.
"There is one more thing left for you." Mr. Chen took out a smaller wooden box, as big as a cigarette box. The wooden box is very delicate, and the paint on it has been peeled off. It may have turned out to be a small wooden box.
The box used to hold cigars had a layer of lacquer on the seal. Mr. Chen took out the small wooden box, but he refused to hand it to me. He closed his eyes and stayed for a while, then looked at me and said: "People
Ah, no matter whether it takes fifty or a hundred years in this life, it is impossible to figure everything out clearly. I have made such mistakes and mistakes. I always feel that as long as I work hard, I will definitely find what I want to know.
s answer."
"As you said, be afraid of taking everything seriously."
"That's what they say, but it's not the case." Mr. Chen clutched the small wooden box tightly. I couldn't tell what his dim eyes wanted to express to me. Anyway, there was something strange about it that always made me feel
The breath: "Some things may be destined to have no answer from the beginning. I will spend my whole life pursuing it, but in the end it will be nothing. Instead of doing this, I would rather not know these things at all. Therefore, some things are still
It’s better not to know, that way you will feel much more relaxed.”
What Mr. Chen said was completely different from what he said when he taught me in the past. He always encouraged me to start from the surface of things, analyze them deeply, and work hard to find more things that have not yet been discovered.
Moreover, I have observed that although Mr. Chen said he would leave me this small wooden box, he seemed to be worried and undecided.
"No one can stop what is coming. After all, people cannot defy nature." After a while of silent consideration, Mr. Chen finally released his hand that was tightly holding the small wooden box and handed it to me: "Here you go.
, but there are a few words that you must keep in mind."
"I will remember."
"Beifang, you are very smart. I know you. You often give outsiders a sense of cynicism, but I know that you are strong and confident and will not waver in your heart. This is good." Mr. Chen's strange expression returned again.
Once he disappeared, he showed his familiar gentleness and kindness again, and said: "The things I want to leave you are in the box. The box has no lock. Even if there is a lock, you can open it at any time. Whether you want to open the box or not, you decide
The power is in your hands, but I suggest not to open it yet."
This ordinary small wooden box was suddenly shrouded in a layer of mystery by Mr. Chen's words. I felt that it might be very heavy, too heavy for me to carry. I didn't know what was in the box. After listening to Mr. Chen's words,
I felt very curious, but then a natural sense of resistance arose in my heart.
I don't want to accept this box, because Mr. Chen's words are the best explanation. Once I accept this box, I may be carrying a heavy burden.
"People grow up slowly. When I was young and inexperienced, I was not as good as you in many aspects." Mr. Chen held up the box with great effort and said, "I have thought about it for a long time and many times.
, I don’t know whether I should leave this to you. With your character and understanding of me, you must know my hesitation. If I die like this and hide things, you may not be affected by this in your life.
What kind of pressure and influence, but it is a kind of lack, or it is my deception and irresponsibility to you, so it is still left to you. North, I will give you one last piece of advice, which I have made with my life.
Advice, don't open it for the time being, otherwise, it will bring you pain. If one day, you feel that you are really mature and can bear all the things that you could not bear before, you can open this box. Here you go, this
I also got this thing in Dayanpo. It has been many years and no one else knows its existence except me. Take it."
Finally, this small wooden box was handed over from Mr. Chen's hand to mine. It was very light and weightless, but when I took it, it was like taking over a mountain.
When I got this small wooden box, I didn't know why, but I suddenly felt that Mr. Chen in front of me suddenly seemed strange. In the past few years of life and work, I had quite frequent contact with him, and he never mentioned this thing.
I know about the wooden box. If he hadn't felt that he could no longer live this time, I don't know how long the wooden box would have been hidden.
What is in this wooden box? The moment I took the wooden box, I had a strong urge to open it immediately. Because Mr. Chen’s words were like a catalyst, igniting all the knowledge in my heart*
* Everything was lit, and I eagerly wanted to know what was in this small wooden box.
But my sanity still exists. Mr. Chen had no choice but to hand the things over to me, so he couldn't guarantee whether I would open the box in private, which is why he gave such solemn advice. No matter what, I still trust him. He doesn't
I hope if I open the box, then there must be a reason for it.
I believed that he would not harm me. I slowly suppressed the impulse in my heart. The environment in which I lived since childhood forced me to be more mature and tough than other people of the same age. Otherwise, my character would be affected by various problems at an early age.
The reason is twisted. Therefore, my self-control ability is stronger than others, so that I can grow up healthily. This ability has always been with me. After the impulse in my heart calmed down, I have silently followed Mr. Chen's advice. This box,
It won't be opened for now.
Actually, I still have some questions in my mind, but I don't plan to ask them anymore, because Mr. Chen obviously doesn't want me to know too many things. He feels that it will put me in many dangers.
"North, I won't last long. If I really die, then you will have to face everything that may happen in the future alone." Mr. Chen pointed to the small door behind me and said, "This person can be trusted.
, he will help you if necessary."
As soon as I turned around, I saw the old magician who had brought me in quietly standing outside the door at some point.
"He has a lot of problems, I don't know if you can bear it." Mr. Chen then added. As expected, the old magic stick was as shameless as the city wall. He didn't care about Mr. Chen's comments and squatted outside the door to smoke.
.
I don’t have much fondness for the old magic stick, but when he occasionally turned his head while smoking, my impression of him instantly changed. Because he looked at Mr. Chen lying on the bed, with that wretched face, and unintentionally
He twitched a few times, and there was deep pity in his eyes, and maybe a kind of reluctance. It was like an old friend who had been with him for decades was about to pass away.
That kind of reluctance cannot be fully understood by those who are not involved. But I understand that it is really painful. For people of their age, the tears may have been shed long ago, and they can only use this silent expression.
Silently, come to mourn those who are about to pass away.
"Old man." The old magic stick exhaled a puff of smoke, smacked his lips bitterly, and said, "Take a rest for a while, you are tired enough."
"If I could rest, I would have rested long ago. I didn't have to wait until now. I am very tired, very tired. Fortunately, everything is coming to an end soon." Mr. Chen shook his head at the old magic stick, looked at me again, and said, "Dayanpo
Was Wu Shengli the first to tell you about the incident?"
"Yes, he took the initiative to say it."
There was also deep confusion in Mr. Chen's eyes. The Dayanpo incident was very secretive, and not many people knew about it. Moreover, every participant must have been severely warned like Mr. Chen and did not dare to leak the news.
"Can you let me see him?"
"Teacher, this may be difficult." I felt embarrassed. Wu Shengli's condition was not much better than that of Mr. Chen. He had almost lost his ability to move. If Hou Jinheng and those people had really noticed me, and I was at this juncture,
If you go out with Wu Shengli and then come here, you will take a big risk.
"I know, I know..." Mr. Chen nodded slightly, thought for a moment, and then said, "If I can't see him, can you let me have a call with him?"
"That should be okay." I agreed. I could see that my doubts about Wu Shengli were also bothering Mr. Chen. We didn't understand why someone like Wu Shengli knew so much about the Dayanpo incident a long time ago.