During the night, the fierce cold wind stirred up the wind and snow. Under the thick clouds, the stars were hidden and invisible, and there were faint planes passing by like jackdaws.
Su Ming'an was thirty meters above the ground. Dozens of searchlights were projected high from the ground, leaving a white circle on the reflective transparent building. All the lights stayed on the two people moving up the glass pillar.
It’s eleven o’clock at midnight, only one hour before the New Year’s bell rings. The barrage has begun to congratulate each other, and various charades are emerging one after another. The lively and warm atmosphere contrasts sharply with Caius Tower's dangerous final moments.
"Teacher, Lin Guang is at his most vulnerable now. He is sleeping in the recovery cabin. If we want to seize the nuclear operating system, we must rob him of his administrator identity, that is, drive him away or kill him." Rhettia said.
"Kill him." Su Mingan said without hesitation.
Now he can't move most of his body, and there are still pinch marks on his neck, all of which are caused by Lin Guang. He even talked about the white-haired joke in the barrage from morning to night, and he had no idea how this rumor spread.
Tredia looked up and saw a row of red warning lights flashing high on the almost vertical glass surface.
"I have infiltrated the building system before, and Lin Guang is most likely on the 107th floor. Teacher, if you can kill him, you will be the founder of a new era." Tredia said: "No... you already are."
"My killing him has nothing to do with merit, he must die." Su Mingan said.
No matter whether that person is Lin Guang or Lu Shu, there is no possibility of looking back when he reaches his current situation.
"I will help you," Tretia said.
She hugged him and jumped to a higher floor, as if she wanted to break through the silent night and penetrate into the dark clouds.
"... No matter who succeeds me in the future, when the vitality of my body ends, please consider me dead and don't think about me.
"...I know, you want to ask me why I want to save mankind. There is no reason. You don't need a reason to save a world.
"...I feel a little tired..."
Lin Guang had a dream.
He dreamed that he was pushing the wheelchair of an old man with gray hair, and the old man was talking sentence by sentence. The sky is blue, the white clouds are as soft as cotton candy, and the air is filled with the warmth of spring - this is the time just after the catastrophe of the century.
Since Lin Guang's memory began to recover, he often had this kind of dream recalling the past.
"Spring is here..." The white-haired old man stared at the garden: "Lin Guang, stay with me until evening."
Lin Guang didn't remember who the old man was in his dream, but he didn't refuse. The old man gave him a strong sense of intimacy.
He pushed the old man for a walk in the garden, where flowers of various seasons bloomed simultaneously. White lilies are the most common, followed by roses. The wind mixed the fragrance of the flowers together and blew them into the distant distance.
Lin Guang felt very peaceful staying beside the old man.
Although he didn't know where this place was or who planted the flowerbed, the white lilies were beautiful and the butterflies were also beautiful, like flames.
If it would make him feel relaxed, then live through this dream.
Although the old man was very frail, there were not many wrinkles on his face, and his bloodshot eyes were still full of energy, allowing people to see clearly the light in his eyes, which was extremely bright, as if there was a small halo of light buried inside.
"Wow!" The spring breeze blew by, and the flowers danced freely in the air. Some ungrown green leaves grew rapidly, and the flower buds spread out loosely.
The old man stopped his wheelchair and sat quietly in the sea of flowers. A piece of red rose fell on his silver hair, like a bright drop of blood in the sea of snow.
"Lin Guang, I want to eat sweets." The old man suddenly said.
"I'll do it for you." Even though he didn't know who the old man in the dream was, Lin Guang still answered subconsciously.
Half an hour later, he came out of the kitchen carrying a strawberry cake.
The hour hand moved towards twelve noon, and the time in the dream passed extremely quickly.
——The old man leaned quietly on the wheelchair, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep. The sunlight on the flower bed shone brightly on his gray hair. For a moment, the old man's pale eyelashes seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light that was about to fall.
"Click", Lin Guang placed the strawberry cake on the table, making almost no sound. He vaguely felt that he should not disturb the old man's sleep. The old man seemed to be tired all his life.
However, with just a soft sound, the old man woke up instantly and subconsciously sat up straight, like a vigilant hedgehog. There was a faint bright white light swaying around the old man.
Seeing Lin Guang in front of him, the old man's guard gradually faded away.
"Chocolate strawberry cake?" The old man glanced at the cake placed on the white table in the flower garden: "I don't like chocolate."
Lin Guang looked confused. He didn't know that the old man didn't like chocolate.
"Forget it, actually chocolate is also very good." The old man laughed and stretched out his hand——
"Crack-!!"
A violent collision sounded. Lin Guang stepped forward to help the old man who suddenly vomited blood. The table had been knocked over.
The old man's blood was cold, like unmelted ice and snow.
Lin Guang's clothes were stained with the blood. Intense sadness surged out inexplicably. Seeing this scene, he suddenly felt so painful that he couldn't breathe. The old man seemed to be dying and was so weak that he couldn't even sit still.
He still couldn't remember who the old man was, but he felt that the death of this man would make him extremely sad, as if all his soul had been taken away from him.
"Why, am I so sad?" Lin Guang asked.
The old man's skinny fingers clenched his sleeve tightly.
"Because of 'love', do you understand?" the old man said softly.
"'Love'." Lin Guang said: "What is 'Love'?"
The old man shook his head without explaining the word.
After a while, the old man sat up straight, his gray eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of hazy smoke.
Old man: "After I leave. Lin Guang, you no longer need to call yourself a light chaser, you are also the light yourself."
Lin Guang: "What...what?"
He doesn't understand, what do you call yourself?
The old man: "The Dawn system has been turned on. Tredia and the others have been in there for a few days. You should go in as soon as possible. Thank you for spending these last days with me.
There is no need to be sad, death is just rest for me, I have wanted to rest for a long time...
I don't love everyone in this world. Some people waste their lives and attack heroes head-on, which is why the world has fallen into this situation. But I love most of them. The wisdom of civilization, the flash of humanity...these are all worth loving. And while you are alive and chasing the future, you are thousands of times more beautiful and powerful than those other-dimensional creatures that are eyeing you...
'Live towards death' - I hope you remember this sentence and protect this world from being invaded by those higher-dimensional creatures. "
"And..." The old man said this, hesitated for a moment, and then added:
"There is no need to tell people that I am dead, and there is no need to tell people that 'I' will be just a bionic body in the future. If a bionic body can make everyone confident and always have light in their eyes - then I will always be a tower for them to keep." A spiritual sculpture of determination.”
After hearing these words, a flood of memories suddenly poured into Lin Guang's brain.
The memory revived at this moment, and he suddenly remembered——
The time of this memory is the first year after the catastrophe of the century. At that time, the internal fighting among humans had not yet intensified, and there was not even a free camp or a god camp.
This year, the old man was about to die of illness. This remote garden villa was where he spent his last days with the old man.
The white lilies in the garden bloomed so well because of the seeds he brought back.
He caught the butterflies in the garden one by one with his own hands. He liked the color red, and the butterflies flew like burning flames.
The white round table on which the cake was placed was picked up from the ruins a few days ago. He and the old man repaired the broken table legs. The old man also praised him for his talent in carpentry.
The old people like black and white, so the cabinets in the kitchen are all black, and they seem to have cats...
During the festival a few days ago, he wrote a blessing to the old man, and the old man praised his beautiful handwriting. He makes tea for the old man every day. The tea is clear, and the green leaves are spinning around on the tea liquid, like a scarlet butterfly kissing the petals. The color of the tea does not have a trace of scarlet.
The old man said that he was his best friend.
The old man's name is...
"Don't be sad, thank you for staying with me until the end." The old man said.
The old man's expression became calmer and calmer, and his pair of deep eyes looked up at the blue sky, seeming to have such a beautiful spring day firmly engraved in his eyes.
He would never see such a beautiful spring day again.
"Spring will come." The old man murmured to himself.
"Spring?" Lin Guang repeated: "Is it coming? Will it come?"
Why can't he see spring at all after decades?
"Click", "click", "click", the wall clock made a light sound.
Four o'clock, five o'clock, six o'clock...
"Wow!" The night wind suddenly picked up, and the flower buds that were waiting to bloom bloomed simultaneously at this moment. Thousands of petals woke up from the deathly silence, and stretched and bloomed warmly against the sunset.
"You don't want to die, okay?" Lin Guang said.
He vaguely felt that he was about to lose again, and the pain of loss was like lingering moisture.
The old man smiled for a moment and suddenly said softly:
"Actually, I don't want to die either..."
"I also want to go on with you. I also want to see the real Haruhi. I want to live for a long, long time. I want to drive the enemy out with my own hands..."
"But I don't have a better ending..."
"Click," "click," "click."
The clock is ticking, seven o'clock, eight o'clock, nine o'clock in the evening...
The green leaves on the branches grew rapidly. In the next moment, they turned from green to gold, and were dyed into a brilliant golden yellow - it was a ginkgo tree like a golden butterfly. The golden color was like a crack tearing through the night, like another rising sun. Newborn.
Ten o'clock.
Eleven o'clock.
This day was like a rehearsal for the jump from spring to winter. Lin Guang didn't even have time to brush away the ginkgo leaves on the old man's shoulders.
Time in dreams is passing by accelerating "tick tock", and no one can stand in the long river of time forever.
"You..." Lin Guang whispered.
However, no one responded.
"..." Lin Guang remained motionless.
The drooping silver thread swept over the flying butterflies, and the old man's head dropped weakly. The light in his eyes did not dim until his death, until his eyelids closed.
He left under the ginkgo tree, the rose petals in his hair withered.
Lin Guang still brushed the ginkgo leaves for the old man and froze in place.
Until he completely lost his strength and knelt down beside the old man. At this moment, he suddenly felt intense grief, and his throat was as dry as a desert.
This day is the first year of the disaster, December 31, at twelve o'clock in the morning.
——The Dawn system is turned on, the password is "L-I-G-H-T". A world enters a new century.
The dead old man's name was "Asa Akto".
He died of infusing the source of the world into the Dawn system and his vitality was exhausted. He was only twenty years old.
"Meow".
A cat meows.
Lin Guang turned his head sideways in a daze, his vision blurred, and through the tears, he saw a small black cat walking towards him.
This is an old man’s cat.
The black cat held a piece of letter paper with several small characters written on it, "To Linguang". He knew the font by heart.
He slowly opened the letter.
Lin Guang, after I die, don't rush to die yet.
This is the line of words that catches the eye.
Lin Guang put down the cake knife he just took in his hand.
With a "bang" sound, he lost strength and collapsed on the ground.
I have wanted to tell you many things, but never had the chance, and eventually you became more and more paranoid. I want to tell you that it is not your fault that has brought the world to this desperate state, it is mine.
In the past time, I tried everything to the best of my ability, but I didn't get a happy ending. I know that you will definitely choose to commit suicide after I die. Even if you are forced to live in this world, every second will be torture for you. I respect all your choices.
However, before you die, please arrange the prerequisites of the Dawn system. The Dawn System is our only hope to protect the world.
You are a good person and there is no need to feel guilty.
I have never disliked you, you are my best friend.
Finally, I will write you a poem that I have read.
"I want to live forever."
"I want to become a star."
"Let my love shine in the sky,"
"Let my soul float in the universe."
"I want to live forever,"
"I want to become a giant tree and let everyone in the world see my existence."
"Let the moon shine for me when night falls..."
alright.
Although it is very young, although it is regrettable, it is over.
bye, good night.
Lin Guang clutched the letter tightly.
In front of his eyes, the brilliant ginkgo trees were flying like butterflies, as beautiful as a dream, like a golden storm.
At night, the ginkgo trees rustled, as if a young man in a white coat was standing among the ginkgo leaves, watching the world for a moment, and then left with a smile.
Lin Guang woke up suddenly.
He was panting violently in the recovery cabin, his eyes were moist, and the dazzling indoor lights pierced his eyes. This memory dream had a great impact on him.
He was about to stand up when he suddenly saw Luvis' figure outside the door of the room.
As soon as he saw Lewis, he felt happy.
——Wait, why is Lewis here?
Before he could react, he heard a violent explosion, and the fire instantly engulfed the room.
"boom--!!!"
