After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

Xie Dingyuan: "If there is more trouble, get off the bus."

Shen Qiannan was quiet.

"Let's go, old man."

"Eh!"

After a long while of silence, Xie Dingyuan closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Suddenly, "Old Xie, after thinking about it, I still don't think it's right."

Xie Dingyuan didn't open his eyes and asked calmly, "When did you feel right?"

"...I'm not kidding you. Uncle Ming's coming back this time is so strange..."

Xie Dingyuan suddenly opened his eyes.

Shen Qiannan: "It is obvious that he is required to sit in the Tingzhou test area and the launch center, but it is totally unreasonable for him to show up in the imperial capital before the red 7 test explosion!"

Ming Yu had already left early half an hour ago. According to Zeng Chuan, he was going back to rest.

"...But I don't think the car's driving direction is back to the city, but to the suburbs. What is he going to do in the suburbs at this time?"

Xie Dingyuan's eyes flickered, is it the suburbs?

Sure enough, I came back to see that person.

"Old Xie? What are you stunned when I ask you something?"

"...you ask me, who do I ask?"

"But I see you being so secretive, it's not like you don't know anything."

Shen Qiannan's personality is a bit flamboyant, but his brain is not stupid, and he is not lacking in the ability to observe words.

"What's the situation?"

Xie Dingyuan: "Actually, I don't know much. After Mingyu and his family had a falling out, he went to the Northwest Research Institute in a fit of rage and applied for permanent residence. Every year, there are only Mid-Autumn Festival, New Year's Eve and December 7th. The imperial capital, but never half a step into the Ming family."

"It's the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, and Red 7 was scheduled to have a test explosion on that day. He couldn't get out of the way, so he came back early."

Shen Qiannan was puzzled: "What is so important that it is worth his return to the imperial capital at this time?"

"If I'm not mistaken, he should be on his way to the cemetery by now."

"Cemetery?!" Shen Qiannan was shocked, "Who is he offering sacrifice to?"

Xie Dingyuan was stunned, and after a while he slowly said, "...a legend that no one has surpassed so far."

Shen Qiannan is not a member of the Eight Great Clan, and he knows very little about their internal situation. Hearing this, he is at a loss: "What legend?"

Xie Dingyuan didn't speak anymore, and looked straight out of the car window, where a bright moon hung high.

...

Outskirts, Rose Cemetery.

"Ma'am, a bunch of daisies, a bunch of red roses."

The woman raised her eyes in surprise, and the familiar peaked cap came into view. She couldn't see the true face hidden by the brim of the hat, but the exposed jaw was smooth and lustrous, white as snow: "It's you again, girl?"

She also came to buy red roses last time.

"Well." Jiang Fuyue nodded slightly.

As soon as the results of the competition come out tomorrow, she probably won't come back for a long time, so I just took a taxi to check it out when I was free today.

As for Zhong Ziang and the three of them, Jiang Fuyue went for a walk and finished eating, and then went back to the dormitory on the pretext of running away. By now, they had probably all returned to their respective homes.

The proprietress moved quickly, wrapped the flowers in three or two and handed them over: "The last bouquet of red roses today, I wish you good luck."

"Borrow the auspicious words." Jiang Fuyue gave the money, took the flowers, and turned to leave.

The proprietress looked at her back as she walked away, and couldn't help sighing.

"What's the matter with you?" The boss came out from behind, holding a bundle of stumps in his hand, "Sighing, unhappy?"

"The girl who bought red roses into the cemetery before is here again. As soon as I saw her, I remembered another one twenty years ago..."

"It's alright, it's been a long time, and you're still talking about it? Maybe now they have both children and a happy family, and they have long since come out of the shadow of losing their relatives."

"That's right. When I saw her back then, I didn't think she was like an ordinary person. Her temperament and eyes were absolutely incredible!"

"Are you all packed? Ready to close."

"Eh! Immediately!"

...

Jiang Fuyue entered the cemetery, climbed the steps all the way, and stopped in front of two tombstones.

He threw down the little daisy, turned his head but carefully brushed off the dust on Zhao Chuxiu's monument, then bent down, put down the red rose, and adjusted the angle of inclination.

Different treatment, not too obvious.

It is more exposed and heavy, and the wind passes without a trace.

Standing in front of the monument, Jiang Fuyue seemed to be one with black: "Mom, I have found Master Shi."

"His body is tough, but his hair is so white that he almost didn't recognize him."

"It's still the same as before, I love to play games, team up with elementary school students, and every time I lose, I tell people to study hard."

"I wanted him to stay and live with Niu Rui, but the old man seemed reluctant and left with a small schoolbag on his back."

"Ah, by the way, I suddenly remembered yesterday that you gave him that schoolbag back then. No wonder I've been reluctant to change it."

"Although the old man didn't say anything, I know that he misses you very much. I'll bring him here when I have a chance next time, okay?"

Jiang Fuyue looked at the smiling woman in the photo, "Don't worry, I will try my best to give him a home so that he can enjoy his old age in peace."

"Oh, and I have to supervise him to change his bad habit of staying up late. What if he goes bald?"

"He even gave himself the WeChat name [World's No. 1 Old Coach Ratio], which is narcissistic and stinky, but every time he calls me Little Moon, he is gentle and kind..."

Jiang Fuyue said a lot, all about the night lead machine.

She knew that Zhao Chuxiu wanted to hear it.

As for herself...

Jiang Fuyue: "I won't say it. Anyway, as you know, no matter where I am or what my status is, as long as I am still alive, I will definitely live a good life."

So don't worry, mom...

After saying what should be said, Jiang Fuyue didn't stay any longer.

When I went down, I happened to encounter two figures walking up, carrying something in their hands.

When passing by, she glanced lightly, only to realize that the two of them were actually carrying a wheelchair, and a man was sitting on the wheelchair.

The lights were too dim, the night was too dark, and before I could see the face clearly, I had already passed by.

She didn't stop, she left the cemetery and took a taxi to leave.

...

"Professor Ming, here we are."

The two assistants put down the wheelchair, and the man stretched out his hand to touch the tombstone in front of him with a pair of blue-gray pupils.

Slowly descending from the top, his hands were covered with dust, but he didn't notice it until he touched the word "lou", and a smile appeared on his indifferent face.

Then down, there is the word "Ming", and his smile is even deeper.

Finally, the fingertips brushed the "moon" and traced the engraved lines like nostalgia, back and forth, over and over again, I don't know what to recall, the man's eyes slowly showed tenderness, as if stroking his lover's cheek.

Eyes and brows are all nostalgic.

"Mingyue...I'm coming to see you..." The hoarse and slightly choked voice looked particularly sad in the quiet night.

The two assistants looked at each other and backed away consciously until they could no longer hear a sound.

Three times a year, for 20 consecutive years, rain or shine, they have always accompanied Professor Ming.

"You said, why is it necessary for us to teach? People have been away for 20 years, and he still remembers it."

"What is this? You didn't see it when Professor Ming had a falling out with his family back then. It was earth-shattering. It's no exaggeration to say that he declared war on the world."

"Ah? I don't know about that. Brother, please tell me."

"It's all in the past, so what's there to talk about? You can imagine the tension between our professor and the Ming family by looking at the relationship between us now."

"But isn't the old head of Ming Ming dead? The father and son have no feud overnight, not to mention that the death of a person is like a lamp, so what can't be forgiven?"

"Don't try to persuade others to be kind. Our professors are heartbroken and will never let go..."

Unless the woman comes alive, but how is that possible?

After all, it's a dead end.

"Then... is the teacher buried in the tomb?"

"I don't know. But I heard the professor touch the name on the monument one year and say... If you would nod your head back then, then we will be very happy now. Even if it's not a husband and wife, we should be lovers, right?"

"That's the prospective mistress... But why did she die?"

"It's not clear. I only know that she is of noble birth and amazing talent. The professor has said more than once that if that person is still there, there is no place for him in the physics world."

"Hey! The prospective teacher is so powerful? No wonder the professor is still alone for her sake."

No wife, no home, no children, no daughters.

"I really want to see with my own eyes how graceful the prospective mistress is, and the professor can't forget it. Hey, brother, do you call this 'Bai Yueguang'?"

His heart is full of the bright moon, and he can no longer see other rays of light, no matter whether he is the sun or the stars, the sky or the Milky Way.

One update, three thousand words.

White Moonlight is coming...

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