Pray for the daughter of the Nile, and may the sky be a companion on the bank of the Red River.

( 1)

1999,65438+February 3 1, Paris.

At the dawn of the new millennium.

Tong Xi, an art student at the University of Paris, strolled alone on the Seine.

There are carnival crowds everywhere, and she is the only one, a stranger with strong homesickness.

There is a moving melody of French chansons floating here, filled with the charming aroma of wine. Elegant, charming and beautiful. Paris.

She stood alone in the cold wind at the end of the year, wearing a thin graffiti T-shirt and jeans and a wide bohemian shawl.

The city is full of strangers, and the world is full of strangers.

When you are young, everyone has a romantic and arrogant heart, but when you are old, this mood will become ridiculous. Tong Xi, life is plain and concrete.

Parents said, is this true?

She still chooses art and dreams of becoming a real artist with an independent soul.

"I am a wayward child. I have never had any extravagant demands in my life, I just want to do what I like. "

Traveling through Eurasia, almost all famous historical sites and museums left her with photo clips on her back.

It was Christmas in Europe, and everyone went home for the holidays, leaving only her as an oriental who didn't believe in Jesus.

Going home? She has no home. She has a father and a mother. They all love her, and they also love their homes.

Homesickness. Strong homesickness. But there is no nostalgia for candied haws and firecrackers. It seems that there is a real hometown waiting for her in a more distant place. She doesn't know where it is.

The museum was about to close, but Tong Xi bought a ticket for the Louvre.

She won't feel lonely in front of those still and gloomy paintings and sculptures.

Like a lonely soul, I walked into the huge glass pyramid, into the library and onto the second floor. Having been to the Louvre for a hundred times, she didn't know where she was going for the first time, and she was attracted by an inexplicable force for the first time. That kind of feeling, just like where there is an old lover waiting for her.

The goddess Hatto guards SETI I.

Tong Xi quietly sat in front of the relief, opened the picture folder, like possessed, my mind was blank, only my hands were drawing. Painting and painting, I burst into tears for no reason. For an instant, I seem to remember everything, and I seem to forget the whole world. That terrible feeling is like facing the person you love the most.

"Son, it's closing." An old man, wearing a fine cashmere coat and holding a crutch in his hand.

"It's so beautiful. Isn't it? " Tongxi is still sitting there, his eyes can't leave for a long time.

"Yes, it's beautiful and dazzling." The old man said kindly.

"This was the glory of the New Kingdom."

"Yes, it is the work of the first 19 dynasty in Egypt. The dynasty of Ramsey the Great. " The old man smiled at the girl with gray eyes, as if he had found a bosom friend. "When I was young, I was fascinated by ancient Egyptian and Greek civilizations. I am fascinated. I want to go back to that ancient time and have a look. So I have been doing this all my life. "

Tong Xi's eyes widened. What does that mean?

"I have studied superpsychology all my life for all my dreams when I was young. Look at Venus' broken arm and Cleopatra's nose. Son, don't look at me like that. Why do you know everything? Many things in the world are unknown to science. "

"For example ..."

"I like art and love."

But you didn't come back, did you? After all, this is absurd for Tong Xi.

"Son, I don't belong there. How can we talk back? " The old man said very lonely.

"No one belongs there now." Tong Xi still can't agree.

"That's not necessarily, everyone has their own destiny, bound in an unknown time and space. It's just that the fate of ordinary people always conforms to the arrangement of time. Just like me, just like ... you ... you ... "The old man's words froze when he looked into Tong Xi's eyes, and there seemed to be an undercurrent in her pupils, which was very strange against her fresh and pure face.

"Give me your hand." The friendly tone turned into an irresistible command.

"What are you doing? Who the hell are you? " Tong Xi was startled by his sudden indifference.

"Call me Professor Franz. I am an expert in paranormal research. " Professor Franz took Tong Xi's hand and looked at it with an incredible expression.

"God, there really are people like you on earth." Professor Franz low shout. "You just don't belong in this world."

"What are you talking about?"

"As God is my witness, there is nothing more serious than this. The reason why you are attracted by this relief is because your fate has crossed time and space and waited for you three thousand years ago. " Professor Franz said almost ecstatic. Looking for half a life, it turns out that there really is such a person. He looked at Tong Xi doubtfully, as if he had met a rare treasure.

"You are crazy!" Tong Xi was startled by him. He quickly packed up his painting tools and stumbled towards the exit.

"Son, you can't go. Tonight just crosses the Millennium. You will go to the wrong time and space! " The professor ran after him with a cane.

Tong Xi screamed at him and shouted, "Don't follow me!"

Where can he catch up?

The entrance to the glass pyramid.

The lights of the nearby Orsay Museum, the Paris Tower and the Champs Elysé es are reflected on the Seine, which is her time and space.

That's right, that's right.

Three thousand years ago, to hell with fate and to hell with old lunatics.

In winter nights, the sky is full of stars, but today, the night in Paris makes Tong Xi feel cold. She suspected that it was an illusion. The blue night sky is like a river covered with brilliance, flowing slowly and brewing the tide. Before I could look up carefully, the sky suddenly shed dazzling silver, and the waves generally came to her side. Brightness more beautiful than starlight, fell on her and suddenly turned into a rosy color brighter than morning light.

Professor Franz felt that he was pushed to the entrance of the glass pyramid by a strong airflow. He was surprised to see that the unknown silver light gradually turned into a bright rose, wrapped in layers on the girl's thin body. ...

(2)

Egypt, the end of the 18th dynasty. The mouth of the Nile.

"General, the sacrifice is ready."

"I see." The man shook his head to sober himself up and opened his eyes lazily.

Ramsey. General. Favourite servant of Pharaoh Horunxib. After Queen Nefertiti abdicated, the Western Taiwan War ended and he was stationed in the fertile land at the mouth of the Nile. Today is the day when he returned to Thebes. Before leaving, it is customary to go to the nearby Sun Temple to offer sacrifices in order to have a safe journey.

The team set out before dawn.

When he came to the long steps in front of the tower, the waiter suddenly shouted, "General, look ..."

The sun rises slowly in front of the temple. The first ray of the rising sun can actually pass through the inner hall of the temple and illuminate the shrine of the darkest temple. Far away, I saw a man and a woman lying on the altar, curled up, bathed in the morning light, like lying on the stamen of a golden lotus.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up. The bright morning light fell on her short black hair and ivory skin, blending into a rosy glow.

"evening pear!" Ramsey, a voice shouted, ran quickly to the altar and raised the girl's face.

No, she's not Celie. She just has hair, eyes and skin the same color as Celie. She is wearing strange clothes and carrying something he can't name.

Ramsey's loss only flashed in his eyes and instantly turned into cynicism. Throw away the girl's face and ask coldly, "Who are you?"

Tong Xi was shocked. The light stung her eyes and made her sleepy. I woke up on a cold stone. Her whole body ached and her skin was slightly burned by hot air. What surprised her even more was that she could understand the unknown language spoken by this man word for word.

"I ... where is this?" Her hoarse voice subconsciously answers in this language, which is more natural than speaking English and French, and even more natural than speaking Chinese.

Ramsey raised his eyebrows and looked at her. Her black hair is as short as a boy, but under the odds and ends of bangs, she has extremely delicate facial features, high eyebrows, straight nose and some blue skin, but her big eyes, which are confused and at a loss, exude a shining aura and unruly, showing an aggressive beauty.

Tong Xi has understood that from this man's clothing, from temple buildings, from furnishings and sculptures, high flyers of Paris University has seen that this is Egypt three thousand years ago. Eighteenth or nineteenth dynasties, the so-called new kingdom period in history.

The hot weather, the wind with the smell of sand and stone, the faint sound of the river in the distance ... everything is so familiar, as if it had been experienced in a previous life.

However, God, this is the bronze age, and it is also the age of slavery. How backward and barbaric. Tong Xi's back can't help getting cold.

"Who the hell are you?" Looking up suddenly, she almost forgot that there was a man standing beside her.

"Tong Xi."

"What a strange name. Not so good. Where are you from? " Eyes like a slave, eyebrows and eyes are chic and frivolous, and deep voices spread in the dark tower door.

Tong Xi jumped off the altar and looked Ramsey in the eye, trying not to panic. She hated the man's supercilious look and almost gnashed her teeth and said, "Paris, I'm from Paris, a city you'll never know, but I'm from China. My name is no stranger in oriental culture that you can't even understand-sunrise means morning sunshine. "

Ramsey leaned back slightly, narrowed his eyes and looked at it for a long time, as if looking at a delicate porcelain, so that Xi Tong's blush reached his ears. Finally, there was a malicious smile on his lips. Suddenly, he took Tong Xi by the waist, held her in his arms, buried his face around her neck and whispered, "What a strange perfume, not frankincense or essential oil. Where did you get it? " Very rare. "

Tong Xi suddenly felt something on his back, gasped, and his heart stopped beating: "Yes ... this is Issey Miyake's perfume."

"Ah, someone I don't know." Ramsey smiled and let her go. At this time, Tong Caixi found that all he had was a whip.

"Silly boy, there are many things you don't know."

Say that finish, he picked up Tong Xi and walked down the steps of the temple. Ignore Tong Xi's scream completely.

"General, where are you taking her?"

"What do you say?" It seems that the answer is self-evident.

"What about the sacrifice?"

"What about love?"

"She may be a spy. She looks too much like the Queen Mother. May be ... "

Ramsey stopped, and Tong Xi felt his hand tighten. Then he smiled disdainfully, frowned and said in a playful tone, "Fool, don't you have long eyes?" She is much more beautiful than Princess Sita. "

(3)

She said she came from three thousand years later.

A sense of foreboding hung over Ramsey. This girl shouldn't be a spy. She really lacks the coolness of a spy and the humility of a slave.

She is still a wayward child. Ramsey thought. But it made him more confused and uneasy. Her strange clothes and unknown origin reminded him of Xili, who came from another time and space and was summoned by the blood curse. If so, who is it?

Who's planning it?

The only thing he can do now is to stay with the girl and wait and see.

He told people around him not to leak the news, and asked the female officers to dress Tong Xi in Egyptian clothes. After all, her original clothes were too conspicuous.

Tong Xi was also taken to the ship bound for Thebes. Even though she appeared in an ordinary white robe, she still stood out. Anyway, her delicate face and clear breath are so unique. That is a delicate and uninhibited person, different from every woman he has ever seen.

The ancient Egypt described in the book is luxurious. Ramsey is not extravagant, but the fleet extending on the Nile still surprises Tong Xi. She was sitting on Ramsey's boat, and there were only two of them under the canopy. Ramsey opened her picture folder.

"What are these paintings?"

"Egyptian Art in the Syrian Pavilion of the Louvre."

"Why doesn't Nefertis have a nose?"

"For more than 3,000 years, what won't wear out?"

Ramsey looked at her and her sharp eyes softened. After a long time, he said, "I believe you." Hey. "

"Thank you, General." TongXi don't face, lightly answer.

"If you want to thank me," Ramsey said flatly, bending Tong Xi's face and putting it in her ear. "Then, be my woman."

"impossible." Three words are absolute. Tong Xi shook off his hand in disgust. At first, she hated this man inexplicably. The first time we met, we took her for another woman. After discovering that she was not, her indifference was as disgusting as embarrassing humiliation. Being his woman is just seeking comfort from another woman. This feeling makes her sick.

"Noble general, don't you lack a warm bed? Why do you have a crush on a woman you can't have? What's even more ridiculous is that you want me to be her body double? General, I am a man after 3,000 years, not a slave of Egypt. I am so grateful that I shed tears before I get your favor. "

Ramsey was shocked. For three years, no one mentioned the late pear in front of him. Today, the girl opened his scar for her ridiculous self-esteem. Be his woman, just to live under his protection until the plot is over. Does she really think someone has a crush on her?

"Don't you think your pride is cheap? What capital do you have to live here besides health? You have nothing, so you are a slave and have no proud capital. " Ramsey spoke lightly of his bold revenge. "Tonight, I want to see you in bed and watch the sunrise. Or, would you rather be a military prostitute? " Say that finish, eyes inadvertently swept TongXi body.

The eyes like a gourd ladle of cold water poured on Tong Xi's face. She bit her lip and watched him get up and drink the wine in the cup. With a vicious smile on her face, she turned away.

God, is this my destiny? I went through three thousand years to meet my destiny. And my destiny is the beginning of my career as a comedian?

The rushing Nile, the sunset glow rushes to the horizon with the rushing water, turning into an inexplicable sadness. White sails can be seen in the distance among the white reeds. Everything is like Monet's painting. Tong Xi had never seen such a beautiful light shadow except those impressionist paintings in the Musee d 'Orsay. It was so beautiful that she couldn't help crying.

Parisians once told her that when a person is sad, he always likes to watch the sunset glow.

Paris, within 24 hours, became out of reach. Her sculptures, her dreams and even everything have been separated from her for three thousand years. This man, for the first time let Tong Xi feel so humiliated, so fragile, so helpless.

(4)

Ramsey then studied the papyrus paper received a day ago by candlelight, which was covered with the exquisite seal of the new Pharaoh Horunxib. Those words gradually emerged from the darkness.

"Ramsey, my most trusted friend, I hope you can return to Thebes as soon as possible to attend my coronation ceremony. I'm alone now, and I need you ... "

Ramsey's hand brushed the letter carefully, just like a blind man reading words with his hand. He tried to recall the fragments about Huolun Sibu bit by bit and pieced them together into a complete story. But all I can think about is his handsome face and gentle and reserved smile.

Many, many years ago, when they were both small infantry captains, they had become close friends. Make contributions step by step and bring them closer to the dazzling power center. And Ramsey, remember, when the powerful ministers talked about the four seas in court, he was the only one who kept silent and just looked at the distance quietly. Others will never discover the secret in his heart. He is always gentle and quiet, not even like a soldier.

When all the courtiers left, they smiled at each other.

One day, he said to Ramsey, "Go ahead and don't stay in Thebes for the time being." At this time, Ramsey didn't speak, just looked at him with an eyebrow.

Three days later, Ramsey left, knowing that all dreams were flying under the quiet face of Huolunxib.

Later, Prince Senasha of Xitai was stabbed.

Although it was later proved to be a conspiracy by the Western Pacific royal family, the Queen Mother Nefertiti of Egypt showed an unexpected smile, and the back of Huolun Xibu was even more mysterious. But Ramsey found that the dream of spreading your wings and flying has gradually lost its dazzling light.

Three years ago, the Queen Mother Nefertiti stepped down, and the war between Egypt and West Pacific ended. It was Horunxib who recommended a priest named Ai Ye.

After the coronation, he said to Ramsey, "Go ahead and don't stay in Thebes for the time being."

That time, Ramsey left and never looked back. He can't see the purity and tranquility on Holenshib's face, and the world is always full of infinite mystery.

Ramsey's heart is like a high sky, but he doesn't want to gradually put his face in a deeper and darker shadow like Heron Hib. The ruler of Egypt, the son of the sun god Amon, should be the son of light.

I remember the last time I saw Horen Hib. In the tall and empty Thebes Palace, he slowly walked out from behind the Pharaoh's throne, and a faint ray of sunshine slipped down his smooth forehead, like the last bitter tear in the awakened memory.

"Ramsey, my ... friend."

"Goodbye, when I come back, maybe I should call you-your majesty."

The tone of the two people is even colder than the dawn sunshine.

"Why, you ..." With a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Yes, I love Egypt too. I hope to make her the capital of the world with my hands. But I can't stand the temptation to fall, because I can't resist the condemnation of my conscience. " Ramsey said quietly.

"Politics, never believe in innocence."

"Maybe. But I hate a golden palace floating on the sea of blood from the bottom of my heart. "

Holenshib.

The past slowly faded from the memory, and the bloody memory was filled with the smell of evil.

For three years, Ramsey occasionally thinks of him, his familiar and unfamiliar face, and often wants to ask him how to face the night and the future. ...

And in front of his eyes, it will always be the back of Huolun Xibu's thin clothes, standing in the sunset like blood, and his words are as light as the wind:

"Politics, never believe in innocence."

The cool breeze blows at first, and the Nile in the sunset is so sad.

"Don't, I am also a child?" Ramsey asked himself deeply.

(5)

At night, on the Nile.

The river covered with stars is like the dark blue night sky in Paris last night.

Eighteen years old, actually experienced a lot of changes. Three thousand years of vicissitudes.

The Nile water reflects Tong Xi's face. Even in the beautiful Paris, she can make the photographer's film freeze endlessly on her face. Today, this will be the capital for her to live. Such a humiliating life is worse than death.

You don't want to die, do you? A pair of powerful arms suddenly caught her.

Tongxi turned around, trying to make a cold ao however as if to compete with Ramsay, holding three mocking smiles.

"Where do you want to go. The water in the Nile is too cold. "

Even in the dark, the girl still carefully put away all her weaknesses and stubbornly defended her dignity with the only remaining courage.

"How could I commit suicide for a dirty man? You want my body, I will give it to you. But remember, my heart will never be offered with both hands. If you really think that everything can be conquered by strength, then you are too poor, and you will never feel the happiness of a real conqueror. "

The joy of a true conqueror? Ramsey was shocked, and the sealed memory flashed in front of him-the open palace door, the bloody sunset on the horizon, the erosion of blood and tears, the baptism of hatred and hatred, the soul full of desire, and the almost abnormal mind. ...

What is real conquest?

Who knows?

His wrist was shaking. She's really, really scared. In a strange place, facing an unintentional man, her eyes clearly told him: there are some things that you can't take away at all!

Suddenly found something, Ramsey suddenly woke up: "Why do you have so many thin cocoons and scars on your hands?" A cold expression crossed his face. "I told you, don't try to cheat me." With pride, a pair of hands should be pampered.

"The original guests also picky hand? Let you down. Cocoons are ground with a carving knife, and scars are also scratched when making sculptures. I even carved granite when I was most short of money. "

Under the starlight, the water waves of the Nile River are gently reflected on Tong Xi's pale face, but something as transparent and sharp as a diamond can't cover it. It flashed faintly in the corner of her eye. The girl is determined not to compromise anything, let alone be bent by it.

"You have angered me. Are you afraid that I will kill you?"

"Excuse me, which law did I break? If it is an offence to the nobility, then general, I would say that your behavior really violates your reputation and your family! "

Ramsey is really confused. He deliberately avoided thinking for three years, collapsed at the moment he received a letter from Holland Hibb, and a lasting struggle between desire and belief plagued him all the time. My old friend became a Pharaoh, and his vicious means were despised by himself. However, what Lu sofa threw him when he left Egypt echoed in his ears like a spell.

"According to you, when you become a Pharaoh, you should be an old man."

Just then, the slim girl in front loudly asked him what real conquest was. She is desperately fighting for luxury pride and guarding the territory that will never fall in her heart. That awe-inspiring look is like a miracle of the end of the world. At this moment, Ramsey's chest is only a strong and inexplicable sadness. She just wants to hold her in her arms, like a little sister, or hold a belief that she once insisted on, so that this fragile girl can cry in her arms.

But he didn't. He just sighed. Xitong will never cry in front of him.

"You really offended me, Cersei. From now on, you will be my maid. When things are clear, I will definitely drive you back to Paris. "

It's Tong Xi's turn this time. Unbelievable. She said: "The matter is very clear." In an instant, she understood everything: "You don't doubt that I look a little ..."

"Very clever, son." Ramsey knocked on Tong Xi's forehead. "However, to give you the first lesson, know something is enough. Don't say it. "

Tong Xi frowned, pushed Ramsey's hand away, and deliberately added, "Now I'm just a chess piece with unknown functions. For other people's chess pieces, you took the safest way, that is, to keep her away from her master, right? In addition, don't call me a child! "

"Do you have to say it? You are absolutely right. So you can go back to sleep. Also, you are a child, I won't touch you, I don't play with children. " Ramsey gave her a cross look, and when he turned to leave, he looked at her noncommittal eyes again. He said angrily, "Look at your hair, it's as short as a man's. It can't be interesting! "

Listening to this strange sentence, Tong Xi began to look at the general who looked like a pervert and watched him leave. She smiled happily for the first time and said loudly with interest, "General, I'm sorry."

Ramsey stopped and looked Tong Xi up and down. She sat on the bow with her knees in her arms, and seemed to be sincerely shouting in a higher voice:

"I mean, I'm sorry, I shouldn't mention that to you again, throwing-abandoning-you-woman-person-"

God, that hateful, innocent expression is obviously fake. Ramsey could only grit his teeth, gasped and cursed secretly. Do we have to shout it out?

"Her name is evening pear? Is she beautiful? " Tong Xi just smiled. Ramsey only thought that she was aggressive and joking, but his nameless anger came from nowhere. A girl's willfulness can be so natural. He can do, only reluctantly shook his head and responded loudly in a nonchalant tone:

"No, she is not as beautiful as you, but I love her."

(6)

The fleet sailed for Thebes day by day. Tong Xi changed into men's clothes, sat quietly in the bow every day, opened the picture folder and painted the afterglow of dawn and sunset on the Nile. She never asked Ramsey's name, never asked about right or wrong here. Ramsey found that from the moment she picked up the charcoal pen, she became very withdrawn, pretending not to understand Egyptian and ignoring anyone. However, when the slaves collected the scattered papers and charcoal pens for her, her face showed an unpretentious smile, innocent and pure, like a spring breeze.

No one accosted her, but everyone liked her quiet and focused smile when she painted.

From that night on, Tong Xi smiled gently and frankly at Ramsey, reflecting the warm river and turning it into a naive charm. Although sometimes she reminds Ramsey of the fox, elegant, clever and cunning, standing in the snow of the forest, always judging, with "what do you want to do to me?" Asking questions, ready to escape, but every time I look at Ramsey carefully, Tong Xi will smile brightly, even the shadow in his brow is fresh.

She didn't say much, but told him about the rosy life in Paris, wine, coffee, chocolate, Rodin's marble, Monet's water lily ... with warm sadness.

At sunset, she told Ramsey, "I lost Paris, I lost my love and dreams."

Ramsey stroked her hair like a good brother and said to her, "Silly boy, you will find it."

This confident tone gave her a little comfort when she was most lonely.

She said that when she returned to Thebes, she hoped Ramsey could cast a meat cleaver for her, and she wanted to make a statue for him.

"Your face skeleton is very special, and high cheekbones are rare in men. You still have a straight nose, deep eyes, a knife-like chin and tough but smooth lines. It should be like a soldier's strength, but it is so beautiful and meticulous, away from roughness. Originally, I was unruly, but I always showed indifference and laziness that only belonged to my family. " As she spoke, she touched his cheek critically with her hands covered with charcoal shavings. "Temperaments are so opposite and so harmonious, which is the most unique face I have ever seen."

Ramsey wiped the crumbs from his face and said humorously, "You sound like a fortune teller. Well, if you can guess my name, I will promise you. "

She comes from far away, will she have the same wisdom?

The bodyguard stepped forward: "General, it has been raining in Thebes recently, but just received news that Marshal Hohenshib still wants to see you in person."

"I see." Ramsey waved.

At the moment when the guard stepped down, Tong Xi smiled proudly: "Ramsey. General, your name is Ramsey. "

Ramsey picked up his arms, raised his chin and looked at her straight.

"This still use to calculate? I am good at history. Horensib, stationed at the mouth of the Nile, general. This is not Ramsey. Who else could it be? What's more, it just confirms my guess. You have told me the answer yourself. Artists should learn to capture people's most distinctive features. Do you think I only see a golden eye and a black eye? "

As he spoke, Tong Xi walked step by step to Ramsey's side and stuck it to his ear, but his voice was far away: "The look in his eyes is so mysterious, like heavy gold. These are the eyes of the emperor. "

Ramsey Mo grabbed her chin and stared at her eyes.

Tong Xi slowly pushed his hand away and met the doubts in his eyes: "Because what I see in your eyes is not only ambition, but also compassion."

Her bright black eyes sparkled in the bright Nile water.

…

It's too long, and the rest is in the journal of my space.