Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen The Other Side of the Sky Blue

Chapter Thirteen The Other Side of the Sky Blue She walked very slowly and looked very sad—the sadness of "Whoa!", the sadness of old man Stan looking for his dog, the sadness expressed by Arthur's back. 74 Kind of like going up an escalator, or more like surfing.It's just that you're not going downhill, you're going uphill, but at that speed, it's really dizzying.That's what it's like to be on a rainbow, it's all about flying over a rainbow.When I reached the apex of the big arch bridge called Rainbow, I entered a long, dark tunnel, which was completely dark, but still full of stars.The next thing I knew, I was back in "another world". I stood at the end of a long line of people, and the "clerk's desk" was at the front of the line.

"Excuse me," I said, "please step aside." Most of the people in line are twice my height, and they are generally over fifty years old.One look at their faces shows that they are getting impatient.They may feel that they have endured a lifetime of traffic jams when they were alive, and then they will have to wait forever after they die. "Oh!" "where are you going?" "Hey, look! Someone blocked." I slipped into the crowd, pushed my way, sometimes even slipped under their legs, and stirred up the whole procession.I thought I could squeeze to the front, but I was wrong.It's so strange, I can clearly pass through any solid body, but I just can't walk through the ghosts.

"Hey! Go to the end of the line and wait for you!" A big woman yelled at me. She tried to grab me, but I managed to dodge. Not everyone really wants to stop me, they just want to express their displeasure. "There are no rules," they said, "the children of today have no rules at all, they jostle around and come out of order." Some even yelled after me: "Hey! You're dead, why worry! Kid." But I feel like, I don't have time to explain.Besides, I have said everything I should have said, and I don't want to talk nonsense. "Excuse me!" I said, "excuse me!" I pushed forward and said, "I'm not Gasser, I'm dead long ago, I'm already registered. I'm already registered."

"Register? Register for what?" asked a newcomer. I keep squeezing.A person is calling me. "Hey, that-kid!" he said. "What's in front of the line? Is anybody in charge here? I want to tell the man in charge that there must be something wrong here, and I don't deserve to die." But I'm too busy to talk to him. "I don't deserve to die either," I heard another voice, "I still have water on my stove, it's time to turn it on, I have to go back and turn it off." "What about me?" another grumbled. "I'm supposed to be on vacation at the beach right now. I've been saving up for it for a year and here it is!"

I also heard a thin old man's voice: "I mean, I'm not going back. I've had a long, good life. At the end of the day, I've had enough and all my friends have died I'm happy to be here now and relieved." I ignored their argument. "Excuse me," I said, "please let me pass. Sorry to disturb you." Victory is in sight, and the big desk is in front of you.There are a few people in front of me, "Excuse me! I am not Gasser, I have registered." "Then why are you still in the team?" a lady asked me. I just pushed forward, I don't feel the need to answer these questions.And I have another question to ask myself.Like what happens if you reach that far horizon, where the sun is always setting?And what is "the other side of the sky blue"?

I'm going to the desk now.It was the same person, sitting behind the desk, busy in front of the computer. "Next person!" "arrive." "Name!" The whole team then moved one step forward. I was crowded in the line, and he didn't see me.At this time, I took advantage of his not paying attention and jumped over the desk.He was looking up to enter data into the computer when he spotted me and burst out laughing. "Ha! It's you!" he cried. "I know you! Where have you been? You've gone back to the world of the living? It's against the rules. I gotta let you know, you're against the rules. Hey, stop! Hey, come back!"

He stood up like he was about to get out of his seat and grab me, but he didn't move a step.Everyone is waiting for him to register, and he can't leave even one step.I ran away without looking back. 75 Now I have finally entered "another world", the place where it is always dusk.there's no other way now Well, just go where the sun goes down.Going to "the other side of the sky", there is nothing I need to do except this matter. I keep walking.I don't feel bad.I am not sad, nor happy, I have no emotion, just a touch.I don't feel alive, and I don't feel dead.I don't feel alone, and I don't feel not alone.I can think of Yadan, my father, my mother, but I no longer feel sad about it.I mean, I'm sad, but not like I was before I didn't say goodbye to them.

I think it is very important to be able to say goodbye and make things more complete.Really, Kaoru will feel good after you say goodbye to everyone.You will feel like you have everything taken care of and arranged. I kept walking, not very slowly, but not very fast either.I don't complain at all, though I don't know any of you who have gone your way.I figured I could just find someone and talk to them as I walked, but it seemed a little too late to make new friends now.I hope to run into an acquaintance. I walked for a while, and at a corner, I saw Mr. "Ugh", the caveman.He hasn't changed since the last time I saw him, still bumping around in "another world" looking for something or someone.Maybe it was looking for his long-dead pet dinosaur, maybe a saber-toothed tiger he had seen, maybe a woolly mammoth.Or maybe he had a pet, the long-extinct dodo.Or maybe he was looking for someone, Mrs. Woohoo, or Grandma Woohoo, or Baby Woohoo.Of course, these "woo vomit" babies are definitely not babies now, they should have turned into strong cave masters long ago, and they themselves should have been dead for tens of thousands of years.

He should have been looking for it for a long, long time, tens of thousands of years. Mr. "Ugh" ran up to me, as if he wanted my help. "Ugh!" he said.He also kept waving his arms.And he said, "Whoa! whoa! whoa!" But I can't understand anything.Saying "woof" to me is useless, to me "woof" is just "woof" and doesn't mean anything.But I'm sure Mr. "Whoooo" has his meaning when he says "oohoo". "I'm sorry," I said, "I wish I could help you, but I can't. I don't understand you."

In order for him to understand, I try to imitate the tone of "whoop" when I speak, and I talk like a series of "whoops".I wish I could speak woohoo fluently, I wish I had ever taught woohoo in our school.But they didn't teach it, and I couldn't understand it at all, and couldn't say it. "I'm sorry, Mr. Woohoo," I said. "I really wish I could help you. And I hope you find what you're looking for or who you're looking for sooner." He looked at me sadly and expectantly, finally shook his head, and left, continuing to search for his loss and finish what he hadn't finished yet.He went on and on, and I went on and on.

76 The place where the sun sets is getting closer and closer.I don't think I need to hurry too much.I mean, once you're dead, time pretty much doesn't exist for you. Turning a corner, I continued walking forward.I thought about Arthur, wondering if he found his mother, if I'd ever see him again, if he was back on earth, if he had slipped off the rainbow, if he thought he should drop everything, Ben To the "blue sky". Or he decided to go to Stan again and sit with him all day long on a lamppost looking for the dog named Winston. Well, I saw him.He is not far in front of me.He still looked listless, moving forward.His hat was still crooked as before, and his hands were in his pockets.Although I couldn't see his face, I could tell from his back that he was still depressed. "A——" I was about to call his name when the sight in front of me made me shut up immediately.Arthur stopped too.A very young and beautiful lady came up to him, she was wearing an old-fashioned dress with a pannier under her skirt, the kind of dress you only see on TV in "Sissi". She walked very slowly and looked very sad—the sadness of "Whoa!", the sadness of old man Stan looking for his dog, the sadness expressed by Arthur's back.It seems like she has things that she can never seem to get through. She saw Arthur and she stopped.There she stopped, and Arthur and I stopped too.Neither of them noticed me, and I dared not move.I just stood there like a statue. Arthur began to fumble in his coat, rummaging through the pockets, looking anxious as if he had lost what he was looking for. I know what he's looking for.He is looking for the button.A ghostly button, the one he had had when he was a baby.That one was probably a button that fell off her mother's dress.And his mother died when he was born, and they never met.Arthur was still desperately looking for the button.While he was looking, I saw, that young and beautiful lady, she had a row of pearl buttons on her blouse, not real pearl buttons, but pearl-like buttons, like the ones that used to be embroidered on the clothes of kings and queens kinds of buttons. I saw a button was missing, the top one was missing, and her neck was pinned down with a pin. Arthur stopped rummaging, he found it.He found the button, and he hid it in the deepest crevice of his pocket.He laid the buttons flat in his palm, looked at the buttons on the lady, and at the buttons in his palm.They are exactly the same, exactly the same.He took the button and took a step forward, and he showed the lady the button. "Mom?" he said, "Mom, is that you?" The lady came up to him too, and took the button from his upraised palm, and compared it with the buttons on her dress.Exactly the same, exactly the same.I knew they had finally met each other after all these years of wandering the "other world".They have so much to say. After I waited for a while and coughed lightly, they finally noticed me.Arthur called me over and introduced me to his mother.He is very proud and happy to have such a mother, and he is even proud and proud that she can lose a button.I'm kind of jealous of him that he has his mom with him and I don't.I also wanted to introduce my mother.But soon realized that if Mom was allowed to come here, she must be dead too.I didn't want that, so I dismissed the idea. I asked Arthur and his mother where they wanted to go when they met.They said that they too should go to "the other side of the sky", and never want to be like those lonely ghosts, wandering in "another world".So I told them that I would also like to go to "the other side of the sky blue", if you don't mind, we can go together.They said they would be happy to keep me company.This is exactly what I was hoping for. So we hit the road, toward the eternal sunset, whose afterglow is never bright or dark. 77 Now, there are many people on the road, all walking in one direction, all kinds of people, people of all ages and clothes. None of them looked sad, but neither were they happy.They are all at peace.It was as if their minds had already gone to sleep. I asked some of them where we were headed, what the hell "beyond the azure" was.But they also don't know much.But Arthur's mother told me that there, you will become a part of life again.I asked her what that meant. "Like a leaf, Harry," she said, "a leaf in the forest. You know what? A bud falls. What does it mean to a leaf when it falls?" "Death, I think." "Yes, that's it," she said, "and it died, but it wasn't really dead. Because it became part of the earth again, a part of life, and new trees grew, new leaves. The fallen leaves returned to their roots, We're like that." After hearing this, I was very excited. "You mean, I'll be born again?" I said. "You mean, I'll live again? Come back as a new leaf—I mean another Harry?" She gave me a smile and shook her head. "No, not quite that, Harry. You'll come back, but not as you are now. More than that, uh, you'll be like the leaves, the soil, the nourishment—you'll be in every life. Like You have a part of everyone you've ever been." "Really?" I felt a little mysterious. "Yes," she said, "I think so." Z goodbye, mom.goodbye, dad.Goodbye, Yadan.I miss you all.I love you all.I love all of you.I love you very, very, very much.Love you guys more than I can tell. 78 Here we are.I don't know how to put it into words, really.We reached the end of the "sky-blue other shore" and saw the colorful sunset. The sun fell on the sky-blue sea. I have never seen such a clear and vast sea. We are standing on the shore, below is the sea.But it is not the real sea, nothing like the sea you saw when you were alive.Not water, but just a force, how should I put it, the great ocean of life—I think. I stood for a while, thinking about what Arthur's mother had just said.I'm going to be born again.I am no longer a ghost.I'm going to be born again.I have lived in people's minds and memories, everything I did, every word I said stayed in people's hearts.But now that I'm reborn, it's not radically different, but if it's different, it doesn't matter much. I'm wading in the water, becoming part of the azure ocean, I'm not me anymore, I'm going to be born again, new thoughts, new people, part of them. I thought, maybe that's not such a bad thing. I thought of my father and mother.Remembering what Dad said to Mom in the kitchen, he hoped for another child.I thought maybe they could do that. So, maybe - I'm part of the azure ocean now - a part of me goes into that newborn too.Of course that kid must be himself, but he might be a little bit like me, just a little bit of me, with a little bit of Harry added. you know what i thinkI think that little boy (or a little girl) will grow up with his father, mother and Yadan.I think that when this little baby is a little older, he will start to crawl, walk, and talk.That's when Mom turned around and said to Dad, "Hey, you're right. I thought so too. He made me miss Harry so much." When he's older and understands things, they'll tell him he has an older brother he hasn't met.They'd say, "You're going to like him, and he's going to like you. You're just as interesting as he is, you two. Yes, you're going to like your brother Harry. You sure are." he will. I will too. Arthur and his mother had disappeared. 79 I can hear the waves, but I can't see anything, maybe it's just my hallucination. I thought, I just heard Arthur say goodbye to his mother.I think I even waved at them just now.My memories and thoughts are passing away, they are disappearing in the "blue sky", like birds flying to the vast sky. Here I am, standing on the shore, looking at that deep and beautiful sky blue. I stand here thinking hard, as hard as I was moving the pencil around Yadan's room.I think about everything I can think of, and I want to send it all out, like a radio broadcast sends out a signal, and I want everyone to receive my airwaves, so they can all know what I think. I want to tell my story to other people.Not everyone does that, really.Not most normal people do that.People live and die, and no one tells their own stories.They don't do it because they feel that they are ordinary and that others will not be interested in it.But I don't think so.I want everyone to know my story. Now, it's time for me to say goodbye.Goodbye, each of you.If you ride a bicycle on a busy road, you have to be careful, right?Be as careful as possible.Before you look down to check your shoelaces, be sure to get out of the car. Accidents can happen at any time. It's true. Well, it's time for me to say goodbye.Goodbye, Papa, Mama, and Jardin, and that cat, Art.I've had a good life.I know it's short, but don't feel sorry for me.I'm very good.I just feel sorry for the people who survived my death because my death made them so sad. But, listen, there's one more thing, you know, you must not be afraid—death.You should know it by looking at me. Although I am really uncomfortable sometimes, it is really nothing in general.Honestly, there is nothing to worry about.One thing has already happened, what are you afraid of doing?So don't be afraid.It's okay, don't be afraid.Don't feel sorry for our dead, we're all fine.When you join us, you don't have to worry, because everything is fine and it doesn't matter. Goodbye.Thank you for reading.Even if my story has been told by now, it will be over soon.I'm going to be gone now, in "the blue beyond," as Mother Arthur said, leaves turn to dust.I'll be born again, but I won't be Harry anymore.But that doesn't mean you won't see me.I'm still in school, in the square, in the football field - in all the photos and memories. Well, I've melted down, like I used to dive off the deck and submerge my whole body in the water.I'm leaving. OK. OK. 80 Right now, right now.I'm gone, blending into "the other side of the sky blue".goodbye, mom.goodbye, dad.Goodbye, Yadan.I miss you all.I love you all.I love all of you.I love you very, very, very much.Love you guys more than I can tell. Then I went.I went.The azure coastline is just below me. I went. I'm going now, and I'm really going this time. Look at me, look at me now.I'm going any minute. Remember, don't be afraid.It doesn't matter.We'll all be fine. I'm gone. I'm leaving right now. I really went. I went. I. went over there. Wish me luck. --Finish--