If line: Shen Continue from above: Wen Yan held the lamp, and there was another world inside the caught my eye was a slender big hand, with distinct joints hanging a lantern on the tree. That lamp was exactly the same as the one she was holding in her hands at this moment. Wen Yan felt extremely shocked, but at the same time she felt a little expectant. Is this the lamp Shen Jingxiu made for himself? Is that his hand? Does this mean she can return to that world again? ! If it is really possible, then God is so kind! But how can I go back? Wen Yan held the lamp and looked left and right, but couldn't find any mechanism at all. Finally, she decided to go all out and just walked into the water. The strange thing is that in this cold winter, the water in the lake is warm, not cold at all! When she realized this, Wen Yan couldn't help but laugh. Because she knew that going back was a done deal! Sure enough, a strong light soon appeared in front of her eyes! This time, not only was she conscious, her entire body was sucked into a whirlpool! When she regained consciousness, Wen Yan felt something sticky on her face, as if something was licking her.

This feeling is not pleasant! Her eyes shot open. What I saw was a really big and long tongue! Don't dare to move, don't dare to move! Facing this big tongue, Wen Yan dared not move. Although it was just one horse, Wen Yan was also afraid of a stampede. But she decided to quietly cover her face with her hands. Just as she was peeking at the world through her fingers, a human voice suddenly rang out. "Forty-six~Forty-six, what are you doing?" The voice sounded like an old man, and he seemed to be walking towards this side. But there seemed to be no one else around. Wen Yan was puzzled, so she was transformed into a person named Forty-Six? But why would someone have such a name? But soon, Wen Yan found that she was overthinking. The one she was calling was the horse that was licking her. After the horse was called away, Wen Yan finally got up. "Are you okay?" The horse's owner slowly came over and asked Wen Yan with concern, "Where did you come from? Why didn't I see you just now?" "Oh, I'm fine." Wen Yan pointed casually, "Then, that's where I came from." After taking a look at herself, Wen Yan found that she was wearing clothes from her original world. There happened to be a pack of tissue in her pocket, so she quickly took out the tissue and wiped her face. After wiping her face, she looked at the old man in front of her. He is tall and thin, with thick gray hair.

Although the years have left traces on his skin and figure, it is not difficult to see that he must have been a handsome guy when he was young. And she still has temperament even when she is old. And he seems pretty easygoing, too. Wen Yan decided to ask him about the current situation. "Old man, can I ask you something?" "You ask." "It's like this. I was on a road trip with my friend, but I had an argument with her on the road. Yes, I had an argument with her, and then she left me on the road. Excuse me, where is this place?" "You mean us? We are in Lan County." "Lan County?" Wen Yan was very familiar with this place name. This was the place she had to pass through when she went to Pit 46! It turned out that she had traveled directly here. Looking back again, I saw a big tree full of wind chime lanterns behind me. She then asked: "This tree is so beautiful, do you know who put up these lights?" "Me, I'm here to hang up. I come here to hang up every day." "you?" Hearing this answer, Wen Yan felt a little disappointed, and after the disappointment came horror. Could it be that she had traveled to another unknown world? ! There are no Shen family members here? She continued to ask: "Grandpa, then I would like to ask if you know Shen Jinghe, a famous movie actor! Or Wen Yan?" The old man shook his head. "Then do you know Shen's Group?" The old man still shook his head. Wen Yan suddenly felt unwell. But then she thought again, she was in her seventies or eighties, so it was normal that she didn't know movie stars and some companies. It's just a pity that the cell phone in her pocket that she brought with her had no signal or network at all, so it was completely unusable. She had no choice but to ask the old man: "Do you have a cell phone? I want to call my friend." She still knows her family's cell phone numbers. Unfortunately, the old man still shook his head: "I don't have the thing you are talking about." After saying that, he walked to a large rock nearby and sat down facing the big tree. Wen Yan looked around and found that there was no one nearby, so she had to run towards the old man again. "Grandpa, where do you live?" "here."

"Ah? Yes, I know it's here. I mean, is it far from here? Did you come here on horseback?" "Yes. It's not far on horseback." "That's great! But isn't it unsafe for you to ride a horse alone at your age? What about your family? Do they know that you are out on horseback?" "know." "I knew that and still let you ride?" "Yes, do you want to ride it? I'll give it to you." The old man said as he handed the reins to Wen Yan. Wen Yan quickly refused: "No, no, I'm not very skilled, and I'm not familiar with your horse either." "Are you afraid of him? Forty-Six is ​​very docile." "A little bit, haha. By the way, grandpa, when are you coming home? Can you take me with you when you go home? I want to borrow someone's cell phone from you." "Okay, but I'm not going back now. Forty-six hasn't eaten enough." "That's no problem. I can wait until he's full." "You are so young." "what?" "I also have two young men like you with me." "Oh~ That should be your family, right?" "do not know." "??have no idea?" "She was young like you, then she got old, and then she had a daughter, and the daughter was young like you." "??? Are you talking about your wife and daughter?" How could someone describe his wife and daughter like this? Wen Yan began to feel that something was wrong. She felt that the old man might not be in a good mental state or brain. Maybe I'm a little confused because I'm old. Sure enough, the old man began to speak incoherently. "I don't have a wife, but my brother has a wife and children. I have been with this tree for fifty years. Who can tell me the answer?" "Who can tell me the answer?" "Who can tell me the answer?" When the old man looked into the distance and began to repeat the question as if no one was around, Wen Yan almost concluded that he must be sick.

She didn't know how to respond. The old man also stood up at this time. As he stood up, there was a dull thud. Wen Yan looked in the direction of the voice. OK! A smartphone. The old man just said he didn't have a cell phone. It seems that he is really getting old and confused. Wen Yan shook her head and picked up the old man's phone. As soon as she straightened up, Wen Yan saw the old man picking up a lamp from the ground. She quickly took two steps forward to stop him: "No, Grandpa, that should be mine." That should be the one she picked from the water and brought into this world. The position of the lamp was where she was lying when she woke up. The old man seemed not to hear Wen Yan's voice. He walked towards the big tree hung with wind chime lanterns with the lantern in his hand. Wen Yan did not stop him, for fear of scaring the old man. At worst, I can remember where he hung the lamp and then find a time to get it back. Under Wen Yan's gaze, the old man slowly raised his hand and hung up the lamp. When a gust of wind blew, they made clear and ethereal sounds. Wen Yan was also blinded by the dust on the ground. As her vision blurred, the old man's hand holding up the lantern actually overlapped with the slender young hand she saw in the lamp. But when I rubbed my eyes and opened them again, I saw it was clearly an old, wrinkled hand. Wen Yan sighed, not knowing where she was now... Just as I was feeling depressed, a young and loud female voice suddenly sounded not far behind me. "Mr. Shen! Mr. Shen~" Mr. Shen? 沈？ Wen Yan turned back subconsciously. Then I saw a young woman in her twenties running towards this side. She ran very fast. She had a healthy complexion and long black hair that was braided into a braid and hung in front of her chest. She looked like a local. When she saw Wen Yan, she smiled widely and spoke Mandarin with an accent. "Are you a tourist? Are you here for fun?" Wen Yan nodded and repeated to the young girl the reason she had given to the old man before. The young girl looked kind and honest. She did not doubt Wen Yan's words at all, and even offered to take Wen Yan to their village to call contacts.

Wen Yan thanked her and asked, "Are you here to see that old man?" The young girl nodded: "Yes. Mr. Shen is old and has Alzheimer's disease. Sometimes he often forgets to go back for dinner. I came to call him back for dinner." Wen Yan glanced at the old man. He had already hung up the lamp and was standing under the big tree looking at something. No one knew what he was looking at or what he was thinking. Wen Yan pursed her lips and said after some hesitation: "He was sick, why didn't you take good care of him? The grassland here is so big, and he has a horse. He told me that he came here on horseback. He is so old, what if he falls off the horse or runs away?" The young girl was a little surprised: "He told you he came here on horseback?? That was just a joke. He's not very clear here now." The girl pointed to her head and continued: "He was reluctant to ride Forty-Six, and he always led him back and forth. You know, Forty-Six is ​​a long-lived horse. He is fifty years old this year!" "Fifty! Does a horse live that long?" "No, usually only about 30 years, but Forty-Six has been with Mr. Shen for nearly fifty years. Isn't that amazing? But that's because Mr. Shen took good care of him. He never let Forty-Six carry anything." Wen Yan nodded: "Then he must be a very kind and gentle person, I can see that." "Gentle? By the way, Mr. Shen talked to you a lot just now, right?" "Yeah, what's wrong? You seem surprised." "Yes, Mr. Shen usually doesn't talk to strangers. Besides, this is Mr. Shen's place, he usually doesn't allow others to get close to here." "Here? This place is so big!" Wen Yan looked around, "Are you talking about this big tree?" "Yes." "Even if it's me, I can't disturb him now, otherwise he will curse. I can only wait until he sees me, then he will follow me back obediently." "Well, can you tell me the story of this tree? I think this tree must have a story." "Mr. Shen has been here since I was born. He is not a local. In fact, Mr. Shen came here when my mother was my age. My mother said that there were no trees here before, and this tree was transplanted by Mr. Shen. It seems that this place used to be a research institute or something, but later, I don’t know if there was a natural disaster or something else, and the research institute disappeared overnight. Mr. Shen planted a tree on the ruins here. I heard that he is very rich, but he did not enjoy life in the big city, but guarded this tree here. This kind of lamp is made by him. I don’t know if you have seen it carefully. It is solar-powered. You can’t see it now. It will glow when it gets dark, and there is a wind chime hanging under the lamp. Whenever there is wind, a very nice wind chime sound will be heard. That is the sound of nature, and we all like to listen to it. Mr. Shen comes here every day to hang a lamp, regardless of wind or rain. Because he was missing someone, or waiting for someone. It's just that I don't know who this person is. Some say it's his sister, and some say it's his lover. For fifty years, neither my mother nor I have seen the person Mr. Shen was waiting for. When Mr. Shen got Alzheimer's disease, I thought he would never come again. However, he forgot a lot of things, but he didn't forget to hang lanterns, no, he was waiting for people. Mr. Shen is a very respectable person. When he was young, he did a lot for the development of my hometown. Everyone here likes Mr. Shen very much. Even if he gets lost, others will send him back, but he rarely leaves here. Sometimes I also feel that Mr. Shen is very pitiful. He has been waiting for someone for fifty years. I think that person is really hateful. Did she forget the agreement with Mr. Shen? Why didn't she ever look at Mr. Shen? Mr. Shen is already eighty years old. How many more lanterns can he hang!" The young girl was filled with indignation when she said this. But when I looked back, I found that Wen Yan was already in tears. This frightened the young girl: "What's wrong with you? Are you very touched? You are so touched. I have paper, oh, I forgot to bring it, what should I do? Stop crying." But Wen Yan couldn't stop crying. She began to realize that maybe she was not in the wrong place. It's just... I came at the wrong time. "The old man's surname is Shen, so is his name Shen Jingxiu?" "Yes! How did you know? Did Mr. Shen tell you? It's incredible. He has long forgotten his name. I remember a few years ago..." Wen Yan could no longer hear what the young girl said next. The wind blew past my ears, deafening. She walked towards the old man in front of her step by step, separated by fifty years of time.

With every step I take, it seems as if part of the memories and images in my mind are collapsing. It's been fifty years since we last met. The elder brother in my memory was so young and stunning. Fifty years had passed since I last saw him, so when he appeared in front of me again as an old man, I didn't recognize him at all. He has become so old. Is Mother Su still there? Is Father Shen still there? Where are the others? Wen Yan felt like she was standing on broken ruins, and every step she took was so difficult. It was not until he looked back in his old age that Wen Yan raised her hand to wipe away her tears. "Hi, brother." She was just like she was when she first appeared in front of Shen Jingxiu fifty years ago, forcing a smile and raising her hand to greet him. The difference was that at that time she was holding a glass of orange juice with added ingredients in her hand. For her, returning to her original world would only take a few short years. When we met again, everything had changed. The sick Shen Jingxiu could not recognize the person in front of him, and was indifferent when Wen Yan called him "big brother". But he still remembered the agreement he made with Wen Yan more than ten minutes ago. "Oh, my pick-up person is here. I'll take you to my house and you can call your friend." "Okay." Wen Yan looked at Shen Jingxiu, whose face was full of wrinkles, and pain suddenly exploded from a certain point in her heart. The pain instantly filled her entire chest, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. She tried hard not to cry and asked for his opinion: "Then can I help you?" He shook his head in refusal and walked slowly towards his horse: "I'm leading Forty-Six, Forty-Six must follow me." The young girl walked quickly to Wen Yan's side and said, "Mr. Shen and Forty-Six both walk slowly. Every time I come to see Mr. Shen to go back for dinner, I just take it as a walk. Look how beautiful the scenery is here." "Yes." "You look unhappy all of a sudden. What's wrong with you?" "Fifty years is too long." "Oh, you're talking about Mr. Shen. Yes, it's been too long." "What about Mr. Shen's family? Apart from the sister you said he might be waiting for, where are his other family members? Haven't they come to see him or persuade him to leave here?" "I have. I have also met Mr. Shen's nephews and nieces. They are all big businessmen. And Mr. Shen's brothers and sisters. They have all advised Mr. Shen, but Mr. Shen simply doesn't listen to them. But they are all very busy and don't visit Mr. Shen very often. And it seems that some of them have settled abroad." "What about his parents?" "You're talking about Mr. Shen's parents. Mr. Shen is so old, and his parents seem to have passed away more than 20 years ago. I was probably not born yet, or I was very young at that time, so I never saw them, but my mother should have seen them. But I heard that Mr. Shen's mother is very beautiful, and his family has a special feeling for this tree. Everyone who comes here will come to see the tree." In fact, Wen Yan had already expected this answer.

But when she was sure that Su Yang and Shen Yuan had died more than 20 years ago, Wen Yan still felt very uncomfortable, as if there was a ball of cotton stuck in her throat, which she could neither swallow nor spit out. She didn't know what to say and could only remain silent. But at this moment, Shen Jingxiu suddenly touched Wen Yan's arm gently. Wen Yan turned to look at him, and he handed his cell phone to Wen Yan. "Here, call." Wen Yan's eyes were blurred with tears and she subconsciously reached out to take it. The young girl said, "Mr. Shen, you forgot to turn on your phone, so you can't make calls. You have to use your fingerprint to unlock the phone." However, Shen Jingxiu seemed to have completely ignored what the young girl said and continued to walk forward with Forty-Six. Wen Yan took the phone and skillfully pressed a string of numbers. With a "whoosh" sound, Shen Jingxiu's phone was unlocked. The young girl was stunned: "How did you open Mr. Shen's phone? He told you that? He still remembers his password??" Wen Yan didn't reply. Shen Jingxiu told her the power-on password a long time ago. No, it should be said that in her timeline, he told her a few years ago. But in his timeline, this happened fifty years ago. Wen Yan opened the photo album, and apart from a large number of photos of 'wind chime trees' and a few landscape photos, there was no image of himself at all. Further back, there were photos of him and himself taken fifty years ago, as well as family photos in which she participated or were taken by her. Some of them watched fireworks together, some had barbecues together, and some went on vacation to the beach together. Fifty years later, apart from these memories and the tree, he seemed to have left no trace of himself. But now he doesn't remember anything. Wen Yan wanted to ask God, what exactly were the past fifty years? Why did she appear at this time? The young girl was even more shocked: "You look a lot like the girl in the photo. Too much like her. Are you her daughter? Are you her and Mr. Shen's daughter?" Wen Yan couldn't say that she was the woman in the photo. She nodded, walked over and hugged Shen Jingxiu. Elderly Shen Jingxiu was stunned for a moment, but did not refuse. Wen Yan still remembers Shen Jingcheng's number. He had said before that this number would never change and would be on 24 hours a day. So Wen Yan dialed the number immediately. The call was quickly answered. The voice that answered the phone was a middle-aged woman's: "Uncle?"

Wen Yan immediately understood when she heard this name. The person who answered the phone should be Shen Jingcheng's daughter. She opened her mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment. Until the other party shouted again. She finally spoke: "I, I'm not him." The other party was obviously stunned, and it was several seconds later before he spoke again. I could tell the other person was very excited: "Are you Aunt Wen Yan?" Wen Yan was also stunned for a moment. But she quickly responded: "Did your father tell you about me?" "Yes, it's my fault that I didn't react at first. Before my father passed away, he specifically told me that this number must be used forever and cannot be suspended or cancelled. He said that one day you might call me, even if you are in another time and space, but this number only exists for you. It's a pity that my father didn't receive your call when he was alive." Wen Yan broke down in tears again. "You said Shen Jingcheng is gone too? How did he leave?" "Cancer. But Dad died peacefully." "Can we meet?" "Where are you? Look at me, I'm confused again. You're using uncle's phone. I'll book a flight over now!" - Wen Yan, who was only in her twenties, met her nephew and niece who were in their forties this year. She learned everything she wanted to know from Shen Jingcheng's two children. Su Yang and Shen Yuan died of old age. Shen Jinghe adopted a child. When he was young, he traveled around the world. When he got old and could not walk anymore, he chose to settle down in a beautiful island country. He has always liked cats and dogs, and after settling down, he raised many small animals. Shen Jingchuan later rejoined the car race, but because of his age, he was injured and lost the race. He was ridiculed, so angry that he changed his career to fly a plane and run civil aviation. Later, he got tired of flying a plane and wanted to drive a tank. He never stopped all his life, and still refuses to admit that he is old and wants to go to the moon. He has had several girlfriends, but unfortunately he has not found a like-minded one who can't accompany him in his "madness" After Wen Yan left, Qin Yulong did a great job with the show "Traveling Through Time with the Whole Family", and every show she did after that was a benchmark of the highest level in the industry. She later devoted herself to charity work for poor and distressed women. She was a firm non-marriageist and had been free all her life. She was only taken in by her nephews and grandchildren of the Qin family for a small gathering last year. Wen Yan had no chance to participate in their lives, as they were summed up by her nephews and nieces in just a few sentences. Wen Yan felt very sorry. It was even more regrettable than when she had decided to leave. Why must it be at this time? Even though she is in her seventies or eighties now. It was like a poisonous knife, stabbing into her heart, so that every beat of her heart brought with it the pain of corroding flesh and blood. - On the third day that Wen Yan stayed, Shen Jingxiu suddenly disappeared. Everyone looked for him in all the places he might have gone to, but there was no sign of him. We worked from day to night and didn't rest until after three in the morning. Seeing that everyone was exhausted, someone called the police. Although it had been less than 24 hours since Shen Jingxiu disappeared, the police still accepted the case in view of his great contribution to local development.

After searching for a whole day, people can finally go back and rest with some peace of mind. But Wen Yan couldn't sleep. She couldn't sleep because she couldn't find Shen Jingxiu. Forty-six are still there. Wen Yan didn't believe that Shen Jingxiu would leave this old friend alone and leave. She thought he must be nearby. She still has to go out and look for it. Wen Yan gently stroked Forty-Six's head and gently leaned her face against the big guy. "Forty-six, you know where he is, right? Take me to find him, okay? I have a lot to say to him and them. I didn't know that fifty years have passed since I came here. Please take me to find him, Forty-six, just like you brought me here and take me away. Okay?" Forty-six is ​​a horse. It can't speak. But it lifted its feet. Wen Yan opened the gate of the stable and let it lead her away. They walked slowly on the grassland at three o'clock in the morning. Wen Yan heard the sound of wind chimes from a distance. Looking ahead, it was the huge tree that was glowing. Fifty years and two days, eighteen thousand two hundred and fifty-two lamps. Each lamp taken alone can only emit a tiny amount of light. But when 18,252 lights are gathered together, they become a bright lighthouse that guides the direction in the grassland. Lead Wen Yan in that direction. But Wen Yan had just returned from there. But she was unwilling to give up any opportunity. The closer she got, the clearer Wen Yan could see. There really was a figure under that lantern tree, as tall and straight as ever, and so familiar. "Shen Jingxiu!" Wen Yan shouted excitedly and ran towards the figure quickly. But as he ran, that slender figure became hunched and old. It was the elderly Shen Jingxiu. But no matter what kind of person Shen Jingxiu was, Wen Yan did not stop.

"Shen Jingxiu, where have you been all day? Do you know that we are all very worried about you? We have been looking for you for a whole day and we have called the police." The old man just glanced at Wen Yan and turned around quickly. He reached out, tremblingly took a lamp from the tree, slowly turned around and handed it to Wen Yan. "Take it back, it's your lamp." Wen Yan shook her head: "Just hang on. I'll wait for that person with you. When you see her one day, we won't hang on anymore." "There are 18,252 lights. I didn't hang any today, but there are 18,253 lights on the tree. This light is not mine. You can take it back." Wen Yan chuckled: "You stubborn old man, there are so many lights, can you count them one by one? Can you count them all?" The old man also laughed: "Why should I count? Each of my lamps has a number. This one doesn't have one. Although it looks exactly like my lamp, it is definitely not my lamp. I know it doesn't belong to this world. You can go back, Wen Yan." "As expected of you, so..." Wen Yan wanted to say, "As expected of you, Shen Jingxiu, so smart." But her brain suddenly reacted and realized that she had just heard him calling her Wen Yan. "What did you call me?" Wen Yan looked at the old man, tears instantly bursting out, "You recognized me, right? You remembered me?" Shen Jingxiu's face was already in tears. At the age of eighty, his eyes were already full of wrinkles, but his eyes, washed by water, were still bright and lively when he looked at his beloved girl, yet mixed with reluctance and inferiority. "Go away. You don't belong to this world. Go back to where you were and live the life you were supposed to live. After all, we are not from the same world." "But I'm back. You waited for me for 18,252 days, wasn't it just for this day?" "I once thought that I was living for this day, or even every day after this day. But when I really thought of you and saw you right in front of me, I realized that just the moment I saw you was enough for me. I know you will definitely stay and even take care of me, but I can't be so selfish. You are still young, you are only in your twenties, you are so beautiful and lively, and you have a wonderful future." "No, don't tell me this, I don't want to hear it! If you say that, then what are the past fifty years? That's fifty years! More than eighteen thousand days!!! Not fifty hours! Not fifty days! Since I'm here, since we've met again, I won't leave!" Shen Jingxiu shook his head slowly: "Yanyan, we are standing on different timelines. My life has entered the countdown. My parents have been gone for decades, and the second, third, fourth, and Yulong brothers are all old. There is no point in you staying. It will only make me feel guilty when I die. So go back. I will be satisfied if I can see you again." "By the way," Shen Jingxiu asked again, "That Fatty and Xiao Meng, they were the ones who had the car accident with you, are they okay?" "it is good." "So how have you been these years? Pit 46 collapsed after you left, and we thought you might never come back." "Then why are you still waiting for me here?" "Because I love someone, I have blind expectations. But you must not feel burdened. I am just an old man who is about to die, and I may forget everything at any time. I have been willing to spend these fifty years. You don't have to pity me. Yanyan, you go back." "What if I say that sometimes, I don't really regard you as my brother." "Then I will die without regrets." "I want to stay." "No, I want you to leave." “But I may not be able to leave.” "I have a strong feeling that this is the night. You have to go."

"So I came back just to say goodbye to you again? That would be too cruel of fate to me." "But fate has blessed me. I can see my beloved again in my lifetime. Take it, this is your lamp." "I do not want." "Please." Wen Yan burst into tears. Fifty years ago, she was leaving, and he, who never asked for help, said, "Please don't leave." Fifty years later she wanted to stay, but he begged her to leave. He hugged her one last trembling moment and pressed the unnumbered lamp into her hands. Her tears dripped onto the lights, and at that moment, almost all the lights on the tree went out, and the sound of the wind chimes also stopped abruptly. It seemed that all the light was absorbed by the lamp in her hand. Once again, Wen Yan felt herself being sucked into a powerful vortex. (End of this chapter)