don't call me singer

Chapter 2024 Well, I won't hide it, I'm a traveler

When playing in the ice park, Yan Xuexin's biggest feeling is the sense of separation in time and space.

Judging from the distribution of buildings in the entire ice park, the entire ice park is seamlessly glued together by buildings from several eras, forming a sense of time and space.

It is said that countless people who study ancient architecture are crazy about the buildings in the entire ice park, and even some research groups have settled in the ice park as a whole.

On the Internet, there are already detailed researches on each building.

The same is true for the story line of the entire ice park. Stories from different eras are mixed together, but there is no feeling of Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong, because they are multi-line parallel with each other, and there is very little crossover.

When you cut from one story line to another, there is a strong illusion of traveling through time and space.

This feeling fascinated Yan Xuexin.

And Yan Xuexin has done too many tasks, and found that although the tasks of each era are parallel to each other, they are not completely discrete. When you advance the story line layer by layer, you find that there is a person in the center of all the story lines.

This person has never been seen before and has a completely different identity and background.

But his likes, practices, style, even his name...

All made Yan Xuexin strongly think of a person.

noob!

But this is normal, because this is Gu Xiaobai's industry in the first place, but in fact, all areas correspond to Gu Xiaobai's MV one by one.

Building a paradise with yourself as the protagonist is just money and willfulness.

The others are all kinds of technical bonuses, because the park has done so well, so I let myself have this ridiculous feeling.

Yes, this is normal!

At least that's how Yan Xuexin persuaded himself before, letting him ignore all kinds of doubts.

But now, these doubts came up together, and Yan Xuexin could no longer ignore them.

This is normal ass!

If there is the same person at different time points in the ice park, what is the ice park?
Yan Xuexin felt that his knowledge could not give a reasonable explanation for this kind of thing.

Could it be that in fact, I am not traveling through different story lines, but traveling through different time and space?

No no no, impossible.

This is absolutely impossible.

However, how should the person in front of him explain this?
Usually at this time, Yan Xuexin would follow the "Occam's Razor" theory to find the simplest explanation.

Then I used reason to convince myself that my inspiration flashed.

But now, his rationality and his instincts were so contradictory that he couldn't ignore them at all.

Facing the old swordsmith, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Old man, may I ask... How long has it been since we last met?"

"How long has it been? It's been a long time..." The old man frowned, counted silently with his fingers, and said, "Oh, it's been 32 years before I knew it... No, when I saw you last time, It was July, it’s almost July now, so it’s been 33 years.”

It's March.

Yan Xuexin really wanted to correct this point, but he forced himself to accept a concept, that is, it is very possible that in the Sea Dragon Palace, everyone's time is actually different.

For him, it only took him more than an hour to escape from Wen Xiaowen's clutches, and then take a boat to Eastern China to arrive here, but for the old man in front of him, 33 years have passed.

Is this ridiculous?

No.

If he did this task first, and then went to the northern ice field, he would still be able to meet the young swordsmith from 33 years ago in an hour.

"Young man, it's rare to meet again. You are the first old person I've seen in so many years. I have wine here. Do you want to hear me tell a story? A story I didn't finish last time."

By accident, Yan Xuexin nodded: "Okay."

This time, Yan Xuexin is not for the task, but for the story itself.

He really wanted to know what happened to this swordsmith.

"That was almost 40 years ago. In that year, Peter the Great led the army to the Baltic Sea and began to attack Riga..."

In the somewhat stuffy blacksmith shop, under the gradually setting sun, a young man and an old man sat there quietly.

"...In this way, this young swordsmith and swordsman, who yearned for a legendary figure from the bottom of his heart, took over this mission. At that time, he didn't know that this was a mission that was doomed to be impossible..."

"Since that day, he has been following in the footsteps of this legendary figure, following his legend, his traces, visiting countless of his admirers, his supporters and his misses, watching countless People are fascinated by him, sleepless day and night because of him, worry about him, but he... never shows up."

"Ten years have passed in a flash, and his footsteps have spread all over the west. Whether it is the ice fields in the north or the beaches in the south, he is everywhere. But the person he is looking for has disappeared. Later, he heard that the person he was looking for He went to the far east, so he also followed his footsteps... Along the way, he encountered robbers, mountain torrents, and storms. It can be said that he narrowly escaped death. Many times, he didn't know How did I survive, maybe his mission is too important, there is still a force watching him and protecting him."

"Finally, he came to this eastern continent, but found that there was no trace of that person ever existed on this continent."

"At that moment, he was desperate, and it took several years for him to regain his composure. He felt that no matter anyone, in this world, there will eventually be a place to stay, and there will always be a corner. Even if he is dead—there will be bones after all, not to mention, he himself is not dead yet, so how could such a legendary figure die in an unknown corner?"

"After decades of searching, he finally gave up, and even had the idea of ​​dying here, so he bought a small blacksmith shop and became a blacksmith."

"Sometimes, he wonders why he took on such a task. His parents are old. The girl he fell in love with at the beginning is probably old and gray in the distance. His whole life is just to convey a sentence to someone. words, but this person is a ghost that does not exist."

"He has gone through so much, just to... pass on a word?" Yan Xuexin asked.

If this was a novel, Yan Xuexin might complain that the plot is unreasonable at all, but now the facts are in front of him.

"Yes, just to convey a word, a young man's life was ruined." The old swordsmith said: "Perhaps, not only for a word, but also for the illusory royal honor, and a promise from the emperor. The splendor and wealth it brought... But later, these are not important anymore."

"This is a mission, but it has finally surpassed the mission itself and become an obsession. Once you start some things, you don't want to give up. And some people, the more you pursue, the more you want to see him, See if everything you have done is worth it. If you can't see him, then everything you have paid before will be in vain."

"You don't want everything to be in vain, so you will keep pursuing until you die..."

Having said that, the swordsmith looked up at Yan Xuexin and asked, "Young man, have you ever pursued a goal that you will never be able to achieve?"

Yan Xuexin thought about it seriously, and said, "Actually, I have been pursuing a goal that I may never be able to achieve all my life."

In this world, everyone's goal seems to be impossible to achieve forever.

It's just that they are always optimistic that they can achieve it, or they are unwilling to admit that they will never be able to achieve it.

Yan Xuexin himself is not like this?
For example, defeating Gu Xiaobai in the school song competition; for example, surpassing Gu Xiaobai in music; for example, in technology, in academics, in any place...

Either way seems impossible now.

The swordsmith said: "Then you don't want to be a coward like me."

Yan Xuexin had mixed feelings in his heart.

To the swordsmith, that Tonyabai who will never be able to catch up is a phantom.

And for him, what he is chasing is also a phantom?

But will he stop looking?

I'm afraid not.

Never will.

At this moment, Yan Xuexin had a feeling that he was not doing a task, he was pursuing his own heart.

"Old man, in fact, I can help you find the person you want to find." Yan Xuexin looked at the old man and said.

"Actually, I have found the person I was looking for."

"Found it?" Yan Xuexin was stunned.

"Yes, after 300 years." The old man showed a smile, "After 300 years, it will reach the person where it belongs, and I will eventually return to my hometown and be buried in my hometown... "

"Actually, I miss my hometown all the time. I dream of going back there. Although things have changed there, I really want to go back...but I'm afraid. I really want to go back there. What if I die on the road? What if he comes back after I leave? What if I am doomed to miss him? Is my life meaningless? Why so many…”

"But now, I'm not afraid anymore. Because I won't miss it after all, because I will definitely be able to go back, because I have already met the person I want to see..."

"What does he look like?" Yan Xuexin asked.

"He's the same as you. He hasn't changed at all for so many years." The old man said.

"If one day, can I visit you?" Yan Xuexin asked.

"If there was a day, I would return to Kizlyar's hometown, buried on a hill full of abandoned ore, overlooking my ancient family, I would be on the cliff facing southeast , my epitaph...Young man, what do you hope to see on my epitaph?"

"A person who never gives up." Yan Xuexin said without hesitation.

"Hahaha, good, good!"

The old man laughed loudly, then choked on the wine and coughed violently.

"I will always be there waiting for you, my friend." He stretched out his hand, patted Yan Xuexin's shoulder hard a few times, then he stood up and said, "Okay, my story is over, I It's time to go too...Young man, this blacksmith shop and everything here are all given to you."

"Ah? Let's go now?"

"I came alone, and naturally I will go alone...why bring anything? Maybe...before I go back to my hometown, I should go to more places. Is there any place in this world that I can't go to? ?”

Looking at the hopeful face of the old man, Yan Xuexin was suddenly touched for some reason.

Is his self-confidence because he has no last worries, or is he knowing that he will eventually reach his hometown?
Yan Xuexin didn't know.

"My friend, if you want to do something, I only hope that you will never give up." Before leaving, the old man turned his head and said to Yan Xue.

Then, he walked out of the blacksmith shop and walked forward step by step.

As he stepped forward step by step, his figure gradually faded, Yan Xuexin watched his back slowly hunched down, his hair became whiter and whiter, finally, Yan Xuexin saw a cliff, on the cliff, There are no flowers, no vegetation, only pieces of discarded ore. His tombstone is also a piece of ore. There is no name engraved on it, only a line of words.

"A man who never gave up, is here waiting for his friends."

Yan Xuexin didn't care about how to unlock the next mission.

He caught the last flight from Sea Dragon Palace to Russia.

A day later, Yan Xuexin came to Kizlyar. After inquiring all the way, he came to the ancient stone house, and then looked at the opposite side of the stone house. On a cliff, there was a tomb, mixed in a large number of In abandoned ore.

Yan Xuexin wanted to go up the mountain, but was stopped by someone.

"Sorry, this mountain is our family's property, what are you doing here?" The young man who stopped him looked at him vigilantly.

"I have an agreement with a very old friend of mine."

"Agreement? When was the agreement?"

"Uh... 300 years ago?"

young people:"……"

This guy is crazy.

"Well, what's his name?"

"I don't know his name, I just know that on his tombstone it says 'A man who never gave up, here awaits his friends.'."

The young man's mouth opened as wide as possible.

"I always thought that this incident was a family legend..." When the young man took Yan Xuexin up to the ore mountain, he turned around and asked Yan Xuexin, "Did you come to fulfill the contract for your ancestors?"

What can Yan Xuexin say?

He could only keep silent.

"Here, here it is." The young man led him to the unnamed tombstone, "Did you bring any wine?"

"Bring it." Yan Xue said, "If I'm drunk, can you take me down the mountain?"

The young man spread his arms and sat down beside him.

Yan Xuexin turned around and sat down. There were piles of rocks on the mountain, and the grass and trees below the mountain were withered and yellow.

At that moment, Yan Xuexin felt that the world was so absurd, yet so desolate.

When Yan Xuexin got off the plane, he was still hungover and his head was still in pain.

He strode to the door of Gu Xiaobai's laboratory, pushed the door in without knocking, and grabbed Gu Xiaobai.

"Xiaobai, tell me the truth, are you a time traveler!"

"Yes." Gu Xiaobai said.

Hey? ? ? ?

Yan Xuexin sobered up.

(End of this chapter)