we are just monsters

Chapter 113 Born Like a Mayfly
That glance at Shanan Railway Station became a lingering memory for Zhou Muqing.

It's just that after that, she didn't find the slightest trace, that short but profound moment, it was like a dream, and it seemed like she was in a trance, remembering the past.

That was the answer sheet she finally got after decades of work.

Her aging body could no longer sustain the journey, and the world was developing in full swing. She was left behind by the times, and was eliminated together with the missing person notices published in newspapers when she was young.

At that time, Zhou Xiaotian had inherited everything about her and grown into a young man of the new era.

From the small courtyard in the old society to the high-rise building in 2021, only two masters and apprentices are needed to complete the inheritance of these two eras.

The master's glorious years can no longer be traced, and Zhou Xiaotian took over her mantle.

The last hexagram was Zhou Xiaotian who helped Zhou Mu settle the matter.

Zhou Xiaotian spread out the big yellow cloth that belonged to his master, the cloth surface was already dilapidated, full of traces left over from decades of years, showing a sense of shabby, just like Zhou Muqing himself.

The first hexagram of this successful young man's career is also the last hexagram asked by Zhou Muqing who taught her to raise her and brought her up.

"Looking for someone."

Zhou Muqing looked at the young apprentice and said with a smile.

Zhou Xiaotian lowered his head and shook the copper coin, and the three Qianlong Tongbao were scattered on the yellow cloth on the ground, making a crisp sound when they collided together.

"Master, let's go to Baicheng."

Zhou Xiaotian pointed to the north.

At the end of 2021, when the master and apprentice arrived in Baicheng, Zhou Muqing chose a closed antique shop on the old street, took it down and rearranged it. She was afraid that Zhou Xiaotian would have no fixed place to live in the future.

The hexagram was to find someone, but she didn't look for them anymore. In the last days of her life, Zhou Muqing used all of them to decorate the shop and the place where she lived. Her half-life savings were enough for these, as well as the dowry for Zhou Xiaotian.

This year, Zhou Xiaotian was 26 years old, the age when he should get married, and also the age when Zhou Muqing left Yicheng.

like a cycle.

In a daze, Zhou Muqing seemed to have returned to decades ago, when she was still young, the same age as Zhou Xiaotian, and so energetic.

If she hadn't left Yicheng at that time, would her whole life have been different?
In the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, Zhou Muqing was getting older, but her memory became clearer. She would always think of the small courtyard back then, and that was the most worry-free time in her life.

When she was living on the street, that person took her home, taught her to read and write, and her aunt helped her weave clothes...

This is people.

Zhou Muqing thought, for a lifetime, he passed away in a daze.

After all, she didn't survive this winter, and she couldn't hold on before the end of the year.

In the last time, Zhou Muqing remembered that her master had made a fortune teller for her, and half her life was in turmoil.

She thought it was her original fate, not being picked up by the master, she has been wandering outside, living in no fixed place, and it will be gone after meeting the master.

Who knows, it will still be this way in the end.

She is also a layman.

Zhou Muqing laughed at himself.

"Silly girl, don't imitate your master, you can't be a layman."

"Master, your life..." Zhou Xiaotian held Master's hand, "Do you regret it?"

Zhou Muqing smiled and shook his head. If he regretted it, he would regret it even more if he stayed in Yicheng. He would only think about why he didn't do that in the first place.

Now there is only a little regret, after all, it is the path she chose.

"Xiao Tian, ​​you have to be good."

"Well, I'll be fine." Zhou Xiaotian said.

A few days later, he helped Zhou Muqing deal with the funeral and fulfilled his last wish. Zhou Xiaotian remained calm all the time.

Life and death are very important things in life, and they are also unavoidable. She knew that such a day would come when she was in Yangjiang.

Master can finally rest.

Zhou Xiaotian thought, he could finally stop walking after wandering for half his life, but Zhou Muqing asked not to erect a monument to build a tomb, and sprinkle it in the river over there after his death.

She did so, leaving only a portrait in a nearby hut.

"If you die, you won't be honest." Zhou Xiaotian muttered by the river. Seeing so many fishermen, she rented a boat and went to the middle of the river. She didn't want anyone to disturb her master.

When Zhou Xiaotian helped Zhou Muqing sort out her belongings, she found that she didn't have many things.

Except for a few clothes and a mobile phone, they are the tools used to set up a stall in the past, simple and simple.

"Master..."

Zhou Xiaotian also found a piece of pieced together paper in the drawer, which was torn to shreds. It was the news of looking for the baby girl in Ruzhou. When Zhou Muqing showed it to her a few years ago, Zhou Xiaotian took it and tore it up. Knowing when it was put together again by Zhou Muqing, he glued it up with tape and kept it for her.

Zhou Xiaotian held it and looked at it for a long time, dazed in a daze.

In fact, Master also hated her.

The paper was thrown into the copper basin by Zhou Xiaotian and burned together. She has only one relative in this world.

In the early spring of the next year, a black cat ran into the shop, and Zhou Xiaotian was reluctant to keep it at first. It was said that the black cat could see the soul of the dead, and she was afraid of scaring her master.

But the black cat kept rubbing this way, and Zhou Xiaotian finally left it behind.

The days seem to be the same, she still manages the shop quietly and alone, the master helped her secure the customer source in the early days, and she also carefully put away the business cards that had been sitting for a while, and replaced them with her own business cards.

Years of life have already polished her mental toughness, but in fact she is very ruthless.

Zhou Xiaotian thought, he is a ruthless person.

It's just that when I go home and face the empty house, I always feel empty in my heart.

When I woke up in the middle of the night, I would feel that the master was still there, just beside me, as long as I called out, she would respond, and then scolded me for staying up late at night.

Occasionally there was the faint sound of cars outside, and the water flowed from the bathroom upstairs.

Zhou Xiaotian looked up at the ceiling and shouted in the dark, but no one responded to her.

She raised her voice, still no response.

She remembered that 20 years ago, the master and the apprentice were lying together and talking at night.

At that time, Zhou Muqing was not old, she hadn't grown up yet.

'Master, they say I don't have parents. '

'There is no master, what's the matter, you ask if they have a master? '

'they do not. '

'That's enough. '

Zhou Xiaotian closed his eyes, two lines of tears rolled down his face and wet the pillow.

Now she has no master, only herself.

Zhou Xiaotian tightly covered his mouth and curled up into a ball.

She didn't cry when Zhou Muqing left, nor did she cry when helping Zhou Muqing with his funeral.

Three months after Zhou Muqing passed away, Zhou Xiaotian cried bitterly in the middle of the night alone.

She really doesn't have a master anymore.

It turned out that it took a long time for her to realize this. From then on, no one touched her hair or spoke softly to her for the rest of her life.

Its life is like floating, its death is like resting.

The woman with her straight body and firm steps was no longer visible.

(End of this chapter)