And then, I saw you kneeling in despair at the foot of the mountain washed away by the mudslide, with your only relative in this world in front of you, but she could no longer say "be braver" to you. Your godless eyes in the heavy rain are distressing.
Suddenly I thought, if the one who found you is not Nuyi, if Nuyi is not a bug master, will your life become simple and stable. Travel for a living, and when you are at the right age, have the right woman for your company, for a lifetime. But life never assumes.
The woman in white clothes and white hair brought you a bowl of unpleasant medicine, and then looked at you meaningfully with one eye that was not covered by her hair when she opened the curtain, and when she put down the curtain, she issued an order to evict you. I don't know how you feel when you see those unwavering green eyes, but the sound of your cough choking on the medicine echoes in the room.
When you wake up in the morning and think of the old things, you can't help crying, but the voice that rings in your ear makes you wipe away the tears and decide to face life again.
Nui said there was nothing to fear.
This is the courage of a child. When no one can be your strong backing, you must learn to force yourself to grow up.
You and Nuyi went into the mountains to look for ingredients, but were teased by Nuyi and tasted spicy fungi; because of curiosity, you smoked Nuyi's cigarettes, but they kept coughing because of the smoke, Nuyi was amused by you. Turns out she would laugh too.
You learned about Nuyi's life experience, the reason for the white hair and green eyes, you saw the fish with one eye, the eternal darkness in the river, and the silver gu living in the eternal darkness.
Also, those fish with one eye will eventually lose the other eye, be swallowed by the silver gu, and then disappear completely.
Then, Nui's ending is also like this.
Even though Nuyi's harsh words made her cry, she still couldn't bear to let her leave, because if she leaves, you will face the world alone again.
You saw Nuyi passing by, desperately shouting "Don't go".
After all, it is still the nature of children, how can I bear to let go of the little real warmth I just held in my hands.
No matter what the bad ending, I don't want you to leave.
When the darkness spreads rapidly along your arm, when Nuyi's cold hand pulls you forward slowly, her words are like the silver light radiating from her body, with the temperature of your palm.
Yes, the time with you was fun, but the rest of the road you have to walk on your own.
Give one eye to Silver Gu, in exchange for you to see the light again.
Nuyi still disappeared, and then, you saw the silver Gu inhabiting the eternal darkness. What a wonderful and eerie sight, such a perfect interweaving of light and darkness, that those who see it must pay the price. The equivalent exchange in the world is nothing but this.
After wandering in the dark woods where you can only see the moon for an unknown number of days, you finally felt the temperature of the sun between your fingers. Nostalgic. Nostalgic.
The woodcutter took you in and kept you in the village with good intentions, but one day, after returning home, he disappeared, and he went out and shouted your name loudly, and the voice echoed in the valleys. Silver ancient, silver ancient.
You have no memory of the past, but you have given yourself a name.
Silver Ancient. Silver Gu.
Nui said that those who come out alive will forget everything, and only by giving themselves a name can they see the sun again. So, you found the name by memory, but couldn't remember the reason.
but I know. That's the name of something that changes your life, it's already in your veins and you never know it.
In the reflection of the water tank, you have white hair, green eyes on one side, and a dark void that can never be filled on the other. There is no expression on your face, no ups and downs in your voice, your subconscious tells you not to stay in the same place for too long, so you leave. left.
You seem to grow up overnight, start to wander, start to know the bugs that have been gathering around you, start to walk on the edge of this strange world, until you become a traveler with a cigarette and a big wooden box. At this moment, you are very much like Nuyi.
Sometimes, inadvertent habits are the highest tribute to the deceased.
And I always think of that black-haired boy, so intensely I want him to be happy and be happy all the time.
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