Still, Wait For Me

As the excavation work deepened, the painting stone appeared, accompanied the burial jade apparatus appeared, the most powerful evidence of the excavation certification work in previous life, the inscription "Wei Wu Wang“ appeared...

As a result, some decent collections have finally been made available in the previously established repository, and a special group of security personnel, burial entrances, etc. have been welcomed, and security has begun to prevail.

The local public security organs took advantage of this opportunity to seize political achievements and performance in front of the people of the country, and carried out a special operation to capture 14 “tomb thieves" … Xu Tingsheng remembered the figures from his previous life, approaching 40.

At the same time, the Archaeological Team, at the request of the National Antiquities Service, held its first press conference since the excavations began.

Yan Zhenyu gave a detailed account of the exhumation work, including the current progress, discoveries and certification of the identity of the tomb owner, and was interviewed by the relevant media.

It was his turn over, but the rumble was unexpected.

Voices emanating from online questioning are negligible, most of which are emotional outbursts of unmet expectations, truly poignant and unaffordable voices from the historical community.

There are also a number of voices questioned by the historical community in the past, and the response strategy of the archaeological team is baseless, either simply ignoring it or responding to it in general terms - “The challenges of non-archaeological professionals are unprofessional, outsiders are experts, and academic issues are entertaining. ”

This logic first strictly distinguishes the historical community from the archaeological profession, and then it even splits, and then the meaning is probably... You don't understand, I'm too lazy to tell you.

Xu Tiansheng took this as a suggestion to Yan Zhenyu, and felt that this would actually pass. However, Yan Zhenyu refused, the old man was very determined, so to speak plainly, he decided to positively “Yi”.

The questioners, the archaeological team also have their own team strength and supportive scholars, the argument process is fierce.

In the meantime, some questioners recall old events, citing acts and speech during the year of the severe revitalization of Yo, as well as some so-called writings, that they are simply a person who has betrayed the academic spirit, and such people are not worthy of trust.

This is already the level of physical assault, which is said not to be in the spirit of discussing things, but… the general public likes to listen and believe that this is what it is, and it is easy to orgasm collectively.

This is the case in the cyber environment, where vigorous rejuvenation is at a disadvantage and archaeological teams need stronger evidence to fight back.

The excavation process began to accelerate, professional archaeological staff increased, and Xu Tiansheng was able to do less and less. Although he had issued a laissez-passer, he barely entered the palace because he could not get involved.

Besides, there's one other thing he can't tell anyone, which is -- he doesn't know if it's Cao Cao's grave. In other words, Xu Tiansheng is not a challenger, but he is not a strong supporter, simply because of his previous lively enthusiasm.

This made Xu Tiansheng very upset.

He entered a new modus operandi, usually waking up in the morning, holding morning meetings via video and star related departments, then resting all morning, going to the scene after lunch, and wandering around only to prevent any situation requiring him to coordinate, while following the progress of the excavation.

…………

Cultural relics storeroom is not allowed in, extremely boring, Xu Tiansheng sits on a dirt slope and plays with the sunlight to give his warring bronze mirror.

Holding the mirror in the palm of his hand, he reflected the sunset in all directions with the mirror. Xu Tiansheng suddenly became infantile. Like a child playing the game of mirror, he looked at it and said in his mouth: “Monster, show yourself... monster, where to escape. ”

The beam suddenly shined on the girl's face, and Xu Tiansheng was a little embarrassed.

Wu Yuewi raised his hand and blocked the beam of light shining into his eyes, put it down, and then looked at the rarely naughty gardener, and asked with a smile: "Senior, is it out? What am I, a monster? ”

Xu Tiansheng smiled embarrassingly and said, "You are not a monster. ”

“Maybe in my last life, I did a lot of bad things. ”

“Nor in your last life, when you were as good as you are now. ”

“Hmm?” Wu Yuewi lifted up the camera and took a picture of Xu Tiansheng, using the rough slope behind him and the village as a backdrop. He continued with a smile: “Have you seen my past life? We knew each other then? ”

I'm, like, your senior. ”Xu Tiansheng said.

“Do I like you the same way in my last life? ”

Xu Tingsheng did not answer. Wu Yuewi approached him and said: "Tomorrow I will go back to Yanjing and change to another team member... I don't think I will come back according to the progress of the excavation...”

“… hmm. ”

“It was like high school this time," Wu Yuewi said looking at the sunset in the distance, "we met occasionally in one place, talking, mostly doing our thing. It's just that, but I kind of like it for a while. Because I don't feel as tired as I did later. ”

“I understand what Senior said the other day. It's the last thing you can do, right? Time flies by, it's a very cheerful word, but you have to accept it. ”

“I have thought about it, I want to study, I want to go abroad... so next time I see you, maybe it will be the wedding of Senior and Xiang Zheng”, Wu Yuewi said, "Senior, why don't you walk with me today? ”

Xu Tiansheng nodded. “Okay. ”

Two people walked away to the desert slope, and Wu Yuewi occasionally lifted up his camera to take pictures of the scenery, smiling gently and quietly in the sunset.

An accidental thought moved Xu Tiansheng proactively continued the conversation and said: “The question you just asked… you seem to have liked me in your last life. ”

“Hmm?”

“I had a dream," Xu Tiansheng said, "the timeline of that dream has been longer than this life, my life is on another track, so I took it as a previous life...”

Wu Yuewi stood still and looked at him, "Is that the same result in your dream? ”

Xu Tinsheng did not say the result and said: “Everything was the same in my dreams until I went to senior year. ”

Wu Yue Wei revealed his memories, “So you still only liked me for a second? You regret it? ”

“No, actually, I think it's just the age we met, the time you were the best and the time I should treasure the most... I don't know yet. And then..."

“And then you got it?” Wu Yuewi's eyes have the colour of hope, even if it is only a dream, or a distant, irrecoverable story.

“Perhaps, but things have changed, people have gathered... and we haven't seen each other again for many years. And I... once lost direction and hope in my life. Seems like you've heard about me in a while. ”

“Haven't we met?” Wu Yuewei seems to have taken it seriously too, some unbelievers.

Xu Tiansheng hesitated for a moment, "seeing you again is already your wedding. I didn't know the bride was you until I was there. You've only occasionally noticed... that I'm there. You called me Senior, toasted me a drink alone. ”

“… and then? ”

“Then you get drunk," Xu Tiansheng said easily, “You don't drink. ”

“Oh...” Wu Yuewi said, "but I don't like the story at all. ”