One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi.

Although life is short, life is as vast as a sea of ​​stars.

When I was a child, I heard a fairy tale.

At the end of the story, every creature in this world, after their death, its soul will turn into stars in the sky.

Whenever night falls, they will secretly look down at the world and silently protect the person they love most during their lifetime.

Lu Huaiqiu always remembers that story.

It was one night when I was five years old, and my father was flipping through a thick collection of fairy tales, imitating the voice of the host of the Children's Channel.

If fairy tales are not lying, then there should be another star in the world now, right?

...

"Dad."

"I'll come to see you."

Haicheng People's Cemetery.

Lu Huaiqiu knelt gently in front of the monument and said slowly.

On the smooth white marble tombstone, several correct regular fonts are carved.

——Father, Lu Xingran’s Tomb.

I've been a little busy these days recently. Lu Huaiqiu hasn't seen this man for a long time.

He took out a bottle of Lafite and a bottle opener, pulled out the bottle plug with a clumsy technique, and poured it into the decanter.

——Dad likes to drink red wine.

Lu Huaiqiu doesn't drink much, so these basic things were learned when he was a child by his father.

This man who has been riding the wind and waves throughout his life likes to add some mood to his life.

When he was in a residential school, he would set up a small candlelight dinner party for his mother every weekend.

Candles, red wine, add a small sour plum to the cup.

Finally, you have to fill the constant temperature bathtub with about 40 degrees of water and sprinkle a layer of rose petals...

I can only say that my dad is worthy of being a city man and really knows how to play.

After sobering up, Lu Huaiqiu poured two glasses of Lafite.

One cup was held in his hand and the other cup was placed in front of his father's grave.

"There are so many things that have happened in the past few months. I won't describe them to you for a while."

"all in all……"

"I am the one you now."

As he said that, Lu Huaiqiu reached out and clinked with the wine glass placed in front of the monument.

Then drink it all in one gulp.

"The shadow is gone, too."

"It did not disappoint your expectations, it fulfilled its mission."

“…It seems like it misses you very much.”

Lu Huaiqiu was talking nonsense.

Tell me about the interesting people he has met these days, Teacher Tang with breasts and legs, the weird cat is not white, the tired middle-aged man Wei Gang, the three-no girl in summer solstice...

And his life wheel - the sapling that looks ordinary but inexplicably seems to have great potential.

Until now, Lu Huaiqiu still didn't know exactly what his sapling would grow.

After all, it's still small now.

If it really grows in reality, it would probably be just able to get on Lu Huaiqiu's waist.

The only thing that can be known is that it is the destiny of the Lu family.

As for why it is a tree...

Then there is no way to know.

As Lu Huaiqiu's narration was heard, time passed by inadvertently.

The morning sun has shone on the cemetery.

People in black formal attire came one after another, holding a bouquet of white flowers to pay homage to their relatives.

"It's time for me to leave, dad."

Lu Huaiqiu murmured, "Son has something very important to do today, and I can't chat with you more."

"Remember to take care of yourself and drink less wine when you are there alone."

"Although we are hunters, our livers are not iron."

While speaking, Lu Huaiqiu gently dusted off the thin layer of dust from the inscription.

I saw that behind the dust was a line of inconspicuous epitaphs:

——【A scroll of resurrection.】

Lu Huaiqiu was not very surprised by his father's epitaph, but continued to dust off the dust calmly.

Even when he first saw it, it was the same.

Dad has never been a person who plays according to routines, and he doesn't find it strange at all.

After all the dust was wiped clean, the second sentence of the epitaph also appeared in front of Lu Huaiqiu.

——【If you don’t have it, forget it.】

Looking at the words that were not sure whether it was sad or laughing, Lu Huaiqiu sighed lightly.

The end of the epitaph records the birth and death of my father.

And his own signature - [Star].

When my father was still alive, code names were not very popular among hunters.

So a very small number of people know that the code name of this man is called [Star].

"Dad."

"I think I know why you like Stars so much."

Lu Huaiqiu murmured.

He poured his last glass of wine and drank it all in one go.

After getting up and staring at the inscription for a long time, he turned around and left.

At the bottom of the epitaph, there is also a very inconspicuous line of small words written:

[My wish is - harmony of life and peace in the world.]

…

…

"Haha, it's very punctual, Master."

In front of the gate of Haicheng Cemetery.

On the side of the highway, Uncle Deng’s classic car has been parked here.

But Uncle Deng didn't wait long before he met the head of the Pangshi Lu family who had just stepped out of the gate.

"Um."

Lu Huaiqiu got into the car and nodded calmly, "After all, it's a very important thing."

"hehe."

Uncle Deng smiled slightly, raised his hand to start the car, and the classic car drove into the traffic:

"Young Master, how sure are you?"

"If you asked me yesterday, it would probably be less than 20%. "Lu Huaiqiu said, "But now, it should be 50%.

"It's definitely okay." Uncle Deng was not surprised, "After all, you are like the master, and you always create miracles for no reason."

Lu Huaiqiu smiled slightly: "Thank you, Uncle Deng."

Yes.

Of course Uncle Deng knew that he was going to make a bet today.

Tang Ran.

As for why, his confidence has changed from 20% to 50%...
To be continued...