Bamboo Horse Pianist III

Chapter 19 Afterword
I finished writing this book in mid-March in Beijing, the season of warm spring and flowers blooming. As soon as I go out, I can see the big sun and the sea of ​​flowers illuminated by the warm sun.In such warm air, I closed my eyes, and for the first time, I desperately hoped that the warmer season would come sooner.

When I look back, what impresses me the most is the bottleneck period.

When I first wrote "Bamboo Horse Pianist III", it was always not smooth. One story after another was overturned, the beginning of one after another was deleted, and finally all the 18 words of the completed first version were overthrown and rewritten.

During that time, my whole state was like a cold and smoggy winter in Beijing, depressed, frustrated, confused and invisible
This is a state that I have never encountered in writing before.

I think it was probably during that time that I separated from Mr. Y.

Very early on, I always said to Y: "Being by your side, I am always full of inspiration."

Yes, at that time, I recorded the things between us one by one and turned them into the storyline in the novel.

Every time Y heard it, he laughed and said, "In that case, stay by my side forever."

Forever is too long a time, let alone forever, I'm afraid we can't even predict what will happen in the next second.

In January, I went to Changsha, met many authors, and chatted with editors a lot. I suddenly felt that everyone is working so hard, but what right do I have to stagnate?
I still remember the original intention of writing this book because of that sentence: "Because of you, I will become an excellent person."

This is what Y said to me countless times, he said: "If you want me to like you, you must become very good."

It's a pity that the speaker is no longer with me, so on the flight from Changsha to Beijing, I wrote down the sentence at the beginning of the whole book: "Sometimes the process of love turning into hate may be, in the place where I love you the most time, but you weren't by my side."

And at the end of this book, maybe many people will hate me, why did Mo Wang leave at such a young age.

I want to say that when I wrote every plot of Mo Wang, I was very heartbroken, that kind of feeling of heart throbbing and pain, and I cried many times while writing.

But what is the reason?There is no reason, probably because life is inherently imperfect.

Just like everyone envies the love between Liu Nian and Yang Chumo, but the process from the beginning to the present is also so difficult.

Just like Xia Tu almost knew Zhou Bai's confession, but she chose to accompany Su Ye who didn't love her all her life.

It's like Luo Zijia didn't stay with the one he loves, but chooses a woman who suits him.

Just like Mo Li, even though he finally became Mo Wang's girlfriend, he saw him leave.

It's like the love of the rest of my life has never been said, just like Lu Youjing has done so much, but in the end she still can't get the fleeting time.

Just like many people in life who love each other but can't be together.

This world is inherently imperfect.

And in such imperfection, everyone in the story is connected, no matter whether Chu and Mo meet Moli on the plane, or meet Yan Xiaoshi in H City, you will find that they are similar to Chu in the story. There was only one person between them.

The theory of six degrees of separation says: "There are no more than five people between you and any stranger, that is to say, you can know any stranger through at most five people." According to this theory, you and any stranger There are only five people between any person in the world, no matter what country, race, or skin color the other person is in.

In my story, there is only one person between them, and there is only one person who interprets various versions of stories of happiness or tears.

At first, when I was writing the "Postscript", I hesitated to start writing. It seemed that as soon as I finished writing the "Postscript", I would really say goodbye to the people in the story.

But then I thought, the story is just a short end here.I always believe that in a certain parallel time and space, they are still carrying out their own lives and stories, just like the weddings written about fleeting years and the beginning and end of the year, as if they were right in front of my eyes, smiling at me happily; as if seeing a wedding invitation Their names are written on it: Mu Liunian, Yang Chumo, as if these two names came from

life, we should be together.

They are all fresh and alive. I think, no matter how much time passes, you will never forget the dark and deep feelings of the fleeting years, the hard work and persistence at the beginning and the end, and the little prince Mo who likes apples.

Whenever I think of them, there will always be a smile on the corner of my mouth...

Muzi Meow Meow
Nov. 2015, 4

(End of this chapter)