The sky of nebula, Lun Zheng the Zheng observe the lightning flash of dark cloud deep place, the ear resounds repeatedly and since then of thunder, can not help again words of thinking of Maya:"I don't care you why will join fresh breeze, also ignoring your true identity is what ……"
Recall that hard serious facial expression in Maya, the Lun led long a corner of mouth and secretly asked oneself 1:"To, I why exactly joined fresh breeze ……"
Habitually for an use vacant come to anaesthetize his/her own person to say, suddenly ask to oneself why, regardless this problem is what, all divide outside headache, the Lun is no exception, he is lightly wrinkly to knit the brows, looking at the water bead of heavy drop heavy drop from the sky but decline, feels this rain-storm's imitating a Buddha is beating at him of in the heart lake,fake oakleys, concuss to have one and other ripple, listen rain voice of Ba, the current of thought imitates a Buddha and recoils in those early years the day of arriving at the fresh breeze plain.
At that time, he parts on bad terms with Nu wave and leaves windstorm mountain range, solitary of westwards square bum but go to.
The left bank in blue river, but always the drum don't rise courage to go up north and return to that slice of numerous home towns of merriments of once bringing hims, he finally chose another contrary direction and went toward south but go, arrive at a fresh breeze plain.
That day, be the highland that he steps enough the fresh breeze household headquarters neighborhood, can not help a burst of soul breaking absolute being wound, here is on hoping limitless light green lawn, Cang diffused Mang, be like the green Tan of floss Rong to spread toward the horizon, the light light breeze delivers moist grass joss-stick.Water in the lawn rose at this time, a very shallow pond inset between the green lawn like the sparkling silver chain, the large groups horse stroll is on the green grass and add to put on one to work properly …… the Lun realize that his/her own eye socket is unexpectedly getting moister in the unconscious, the whole everythings here, all be like pole the edge tribe of in a dream, that makes he the dream soul concern about of home town ……
He very foolish station the officer way in the neighborhood of fresh breeze headquarters up, the Zheng Zheng looking at at present like the lovely view of painting book sort, an act act in the memory also imitates the Buddha slowly pours book but returns at this time, that childhood that is full of mirth, that terrible of fly desert dragon's night, that ice in the windstorm mountain range is cold, that acquaints with unfamiliar things of the past appearance of but again ……
The Lun have been silently standing till dead hour, regardless officer way up have how much pedestrian the wagon pass by, he also Hun however don't feel, heart deep place that weak matchless soul already at this slice of once acquainted with of sob in the land, but he face the top remain is one face Ping-ho, helpless, this can not cover up a his eyes in profound of vacant.
That night, the sky is also a dark cloud to like this spread densely, lightning flashes roll of thunder, in the pouring rain, the pedestrian on all sides gradually disappeared completely and in the whole world imitated Buddha to leave that fresh breeze fort in distance, and zero zero 1 people of oneself Gu, gradually soak through along with the whole body, the Lun slowly squat down at ground up, water bead continuesly from slide of his face, his also canning not distinguishing that is exactly the tears that a raindrop or oneself represses already a long time ……
He slowly squatted down down and hid a head deeply under the knee, shoulder have no taking out of rhythm, this kind of resembles a Huang helpless sense of frustration and deeply torment him weak of soul, he suddenly and pretty much hates his own cowardice and insisted on farewell in those early years east emperor sky, east emperor although the sky didn't ask him reason,he knew very clearly by himself, he really thought again returned to home town to see, see there kind people, listenned to there gentle and soft breeze, felt for a while there simple people's customs ……
But along fly desert dragon but descend, his but again makes a detour but goes and from a distance rounded to open an edge while arriving edge tribe quickly, have been dazing of arrive at windstorm mountain range ……
Arrive lately, in the blue river left bank, he again changed his own original intention, didn't dare to go up north to return to an edge, but change a way to arrive at fresh breeze, his heart was having a to condemn voice his cowardice:Why matchlessly remember fondly, does the but again evade again and again?
He that weak soul answer criticism in Ai, even if can return to, the whole everythings there, already the thing is a person not ……
That is another a voice but use quiet to cold of euphonic say, you root be lack courage, don't dare to face face to face own of past ……
In storm, the body of Lun violently shiver, a way huge lightning flash splits to stay overnight empty, a burst of the thunder vibration for bellowing at on all sides, in this a moment, the Lun matchlessly doubt oneself exists of value, doubt own life ……
1 row brands the car brigade of fresh breeze household marking since another direction of officer's way drove, though in storm, the whole railroad train brigade is still to line up into a straight line and the slightest disappears fluster, it is thus clear that resist to superbly resist Ma Ji.
The wise man once said that at the multitudes in, the interpersonal acquaintanceship was a kind of predestination, at under the special environment, is also can with the occurrence of catalyst this kind of predestination.
At that time fresh breeze chief, Bo Lie Ao, woulded be so, he depended by the side of the window of the wagon and conjectured the youth of wayside this abjection and upsurged a burst of Ce in the heart concealed, imitated a Buddha to remind many year agos, that depressed oneselfs, he called to stop wagon, at many attendants under the eying of surprised Cha, he beat an umbrella and headed for in storm Lun.
Two different souls gradually close to in the rains and winds.
"Is young people, carefully catch cold."One is dignity of the voice accompany with a rains and winds voice, response at the ear side of Lun.
The Lun still hide a head under the knee and unconsciously shake and fall off a string of string water bead, don't know as well unimportant for the sake of the expression, still keep making Bo Lie Ao go away.
Bo Lie Ao looks at the together huge lightning flash of horizon, sighed tone and said:"Is young people, the on the travel of life, usually appear to be like now so violent storm, you can want stand live."
Lun heartstring's imitating a Buddha be stired up for a while, he slowly raise a head and conjectured in front with a pair of eye Chu of dim moonlights this outlooking dominant middle age, a few huge lightning flash the serial flash across night sky , in this moment, shine on the whole world of utter darkness feel like daytime, Bo Lie Ao also saw pure at this time the face of Lun, not from must praise highly a way:"Is young people to grow a very handsome face ……"
When the thunder that bombs Long Long soon ring out, he is to recall to have what, and then add to say:"…… Looked exactly alike in those early years with me, in addition to the color of hair was a little bit different."
Lun not from must lead long the next corner of mouth, this is inside year of big uncle's face is really thick ……
Bo Lie Ao looking at the air variety of Lun, also the smiling of self-ridicule smiles, equanimity of say:"Young man, if you don't abandon, join our fresh breeze mercenary soldier regiment."
He looking at the Lun didn't make any reaction and neither noded nor shook head, he is tiny tiny on smiling, once turned round, walked to return to own car brigade in, say to the attendant order:"Is young people this to bring back headquarters, arrange a good work to him."
"Is, chief ……"
Hence, Lun at boundless however medium, drive a flock of big fellow that wears raincoat ascended wagon, drove into fresh breeze fort.
Probably, oneself is to just join fresh breeze like this of ……
On a land of looking like edge, live a muddle-minded day ……
Bo Lie Ao probably has already forgotten this matter, but oneself more or less still remembered him to once support the friendship of umbrella for himself.
The Lun sighed tone and slowly sat from the bed and looked at more and more violent rain power outside the window, could not help kneading to knead between the eyebrows, lightly of regrets wear, the teacher cans say that again, the recollection of things of the past, be really a chase heavy fetter ……
Section 11
He turned a head to conjecture three rommates, they had already completely fallen asleep, storm in, thinking necessarily will make their dreams sweeter and more beautiful, world be so, is more bad weather, the person is usually to more and easily fallen asleep, the dream is also usually also sweeter ……see like this, reality and dream are in fact a set of antonym.
The vision of Lun settle at Feng Ya Ling that face that is pure to have no time up, her eyebrows is lightly wrinkly, exactly at slowly changed to make one silk again sweet under the eying of Lun sweetly smile an idea, for this, the Lun lightly smiled to smile and at the right moment saw Feng Ya Ling
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