The sky is already bright, the sun is not bright today, the clouds in the sky are a little thicker, and occasionally a few rays of sunlight penetrate the clouds and shine down, falling on the face of the boy suspended in the air.
Mut raised his head and stared at the sky, the black hair on his temples was lifted by the invisible air current, and the slender eyelashes trembled in the breeze.
He lowered his head and looked down at the green lawn below, as well as the familiar villa. He could see that the French windows of the villa near the garden were wide open, and light-colored tulle danced in it.
He lowered his eyes and quietly looked at everything familiar under his feet, and suddenly remembered the scene in the morning.
…
At that time, it was just dawn, and he was still lying on the bed, lying on his side, with his eyes slightly open, quietly looking at the person at the door.
The man stood at the door, the morning sun shone through the skylight, and fell on the Marshal's young and handsome side cheeks, the snow-white skin seemed to be shining through, making the scattered fine hair blacker and darker like the night.
The upright collar of the military uniform tightly hugged the man's slender neck, the lines embroidered with gold silk on the edge of the dark collar were slightly glowing, a bit of fine black hair seeped into the white neck, and there were traces of the cold thin lips pursed, It is obviously a very high sense of abstinence, but it gives people an indescribable allure. A light white cloak wraps around the shoulders, gold epaulettes and ornaments hang around the chest, and golden tassels hang down.
Just standing there, that person has indescribable beauty.
He watched as Marshal Troll buttoned the last dark gold button on his cuffs, turned around after getting dressed, and walked to the bedside.
He hurriedly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep at the moment when he turned around. The man came, leaned over, and pressed one hand on the edge of the bed. When it was unfolded, it blocked the sunlight slanting from the window, and cast a long shadow over him who was lying sideways and pretending to be sleeping.
His face was covered by shadows, and the change of light made him feel a little uncomfortable. He felt that he might have been seen through and pretended to be asleep, so he opened his eyes a little. From his half-opened eyes, he saw the marshal leaning over in front of him, and quickly smiled brightly at him. He kept squinting his eyes because he was pretending to be asleep, and he looked like he just woke up. He wondered if he looked a little silly when he smiled like this.
The marshal rubbed his black hair, which was a little messed up in sleep, and said, "I'm leaving."
The man's voice was always deep and cold, crisp and clear. After he finished speaking, he straightened up, intending to turn around and leave.
He still maintained the posture of lying sideways on the bed, with his eyes open, watching Troll leave.
At that moment, for unknown reasons, his breathing seemed to stop for a moment. He didn't seem to feel the trace of his own breathing, as if the oxygen he inhaled was tightly blocked and could not pass through his chest.
It seemed to be an instinct, his body made this instinct before his brain was functioning - when Troll turned around, he suddenly yelled.
"Major general."
The military boots that the Marshal was about to step out of after turning half of his body stopped for a moment, stopped, and turned his head while maintaining this sideways posture.
The man's back was facing the morning sun. In the backlight, he could only see the contours of his face, which was as beautiful as a sculpture. The shadow shrouded the man's face, making people unable to see clearly the expression in his eyes at this moment, and could only faintly feel the expression in his eyes. His eyes were silently watching the boy who called him.
He didn't expect that he would yell suddenly, he was a little dazed, but after a moment of daze, he came back to his senses. He took a deep breath, propped up his upper body and sat up on the bed.
He saw the marshal turn and come back, and take the hand he had extended to him.
He knelt on the edge of the bed and looked up at Troll. Under the slender and soft eyelashes, the young man's dark eyes shone slightly, like black pearls immersed in a clear spring, clear and bright, reflecting the shadow of the man standing in front of him in the backlight.
He stretched out his hands, held the sides of the marshal's head forward, and pulled the marshal slightly closer to him with a little force.
His eyes are slightly bent, looking at Troll's eyes are soft, full of attachment, and there are traces of love fused in the softness.
"The President of the Goddess of Victory is by your side."
He smiled and said softly with his eyes slightly bent, closed his eyes, leaned his head up, and kissed Troll's lips.
It was the purest kiss, pious, as if it was a belief under the gods.
"Major general."
He called the major general, gently held the marshal's cheek with both hands, and pressed his forehead lightly on the opponent.
The eyebrows touched, and through the soft black hair, the temperature of the skin was transmitted to each other.
"One day, you will stand on top of these thousands of stars."
he said softly.
As prophesied.
Like a prayer.
"One day, you will become the immortal of this universe."
...
……………
The memory ended here, and the sudden howling wind blew his hair and rolled up the corners of his clothes, awakening Mutt from his trance.
He heard the huge rustling sound of the branches and leaves when the dense canopy was shaking. He turned his head and saw countless falling red leaves were swept up by the gust of wind, flying towards him overwhelmingly, whistling past him.
Obviously there was no wind and sand, but his eyes seemed to be blinded by the wind and sand, slightly sore, he couldn't see anything clearly for a while, he could only see the overwhelming red leaves sprinkled all over the sky.
[One day, you will stand above these thousands of stars.]
One day, you will be king on this boundless sea of stars.
[One day, you will become the immortal of this universe.]
One day, you will become an immortal legend for thousands of generations.
It's just that I can't see that day coming.
Mutt's closed eyes opened, his eyes looked into the distance, the blue light in his eyes disappeared, and he resolutely looked at an invisible existence, only the color of determination remained in his eyes.
The blue light in his eyes became brighter, and the bluish light circles around his body became clear. His body soared into the sky and flew towards the boundless sky.
There was a loud bang like an electric shock, and sparks exploded in the seemingly empty sky. It was like a thunderbolt suddenly splitting in the air, and streamers splashed in all directions.
At the moment when the streamer exploded, the boy's figure flying into the sky was bounced back hard. The powerful invisible air pressure spewed out in all directions, and the terrible reaction force caused Mutt to fall from the sky suddenly and hit the ground heavily.
A large crater appeared on the green grass, and the dust was flying, making it hard to see clearly for a while.
After a while, the dust cleared away, and a faint blue light flickered in the pit. The boy lying on the bottom of the pit raised his head, his body and face were covered with sand. He propped his upper body up on the ground with his hands, coughed several times vigorously, his black hair stained with dust was messily scattered in front of his eyes, and his whole body looked dirty and embarrassed.
He raised his head to look at the sky, the place he hit in the sky was still sizzling, sparks and streams of light were flying, and the stream of light spread from that place to all directions, and a phantom gradually emerged in the air. After a while, a transparent mask can be vaguely seen emerging in the air. It presents a huge hemispherical shape, like the dome of the sky enveloping the entire villa.
Mute stared blankly at the mask that appeared in the air, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes.
He suddenly remembered that after the destruction of the Emperor Star, shortly after returning to Fana Star, this protective shield shrouded the villa. At that time, Robin said that it was done by the marshal, and that it was to prevent those ignorant people from running into the marshal's house without permission, and the general guards and protective equipment couldn't stop him, so he specially built this special room. Protective shield against Gal.
Specially guard against Ga...
Mute slowly stood up from the ground, and the dust stained on his body fell down. He stood there, looking up at the shield that appeared in the air, with a blank look in his eyes.
A bright light flashed past his eyes, he turned his head and saw that Da Da, who was ordered to rest by him not long ago, flew here at some time. The spherical intellectual brain floated opposite him, and the usually cute black triangular eyes turned into diamonds at this moment, flashing a shocking red light one after another.
"Da da… "
He murmured Bai Qiu's name, but Da Da, who would happily jump over and rub around him as soon as he yelled, seemed not to hear it at all, just suspended in the air quietly, Staring at him with those cold red eyes.
At this moment, Baiqiu Zhinao's usual funny and cute appearance disappeared completely, like an emotionless robot... Yes, the Zhinao that activated the special state was forcibly blocked from emotions. At this moment, it became It has the purest mechanical brain, executes the predetermined program, obeys the instructions set by its master, and monitors the human being in front of it.
Mutt clenched his hands tightly, and the bewilderment in his eyes gradually dissipated. Taking a deep breath, his pupils contracted forcefully, and blue light suddenly shone in his eyes.
He never looked at Da Da again, but soared up again. With a flash of teleportation, he appeared right in front of the transparent mask, and the light was still overflowing from the mask. He stretched out his hand, and the blue light in his pupils flickered violently. His hand touched the mask, and from the The powerful energy released from his hands collided fiercely with the mask.
The terrible thunder exploded with a bang in the air, and the entire mask shook violently twice, and then stabilized again. It enveloped the villa above, like a sky, motionless, only the current-like streamer covering it moved around. more hastily.
The energy that exploded when the two forces collided once again knocked Mutt's whole body from the sky, but this time he was ready, and his body stopped abruptly in the air halfway through the fall.
He hovered in mid-air, looked up at the contact point where the sparks were still flying, pursed his lips, and his heart sank.
not enough.
His strength is not enough, he can't destroy the mask.
He can't get out of here.
Just as he clenched his fists and looked at the sky, below him, the silver-white metal brain with red eyes flashing constantly stared at him, then flew up to him, making an emotionless mechanical sound.
"The monitored subject tried to escape again, and the second plan was activated."
Mutt trembled in his heart, and he turned his head abruptly.
Just before the mechanical voice of Baiqiu Zhinao fell, countless rays of light descended from the sky above Mutt's head, and countless strands of light hung down and gathered together, like a waterfall of light pouring down from the sky.
The waterfall of pouring light surrounds the circle, and the boy who will not be able to escape in the future will be surrounded by it.
Mutt was suspended in mid-air, surrounded by a huge light wall in the shape of a cylinder, and current-like streamers flashed on the light wall, swimming like countless thin snakes, countless filaments invisible to the naked eye Skim inside the light wall ring.
He felt that the power in his body was weakening little by little, being melted, and the blue light flickering in his pupils quickly weakened. Not to mention teleportation, he can barely maintain his suspension in the air now.
The young man was suspended in the ring of light in a daze, and after a long time, he slowly closed his eyes.
He didn't try to do anything, just stayed in the air quietly like this, staying in the halo that imprisoned him. The ends of the fine hair were stained with dust, and the tips of the hair messily pierced the corners of his eyes. He raised his head slightly, his face seemed calm, but the eyelashes of his closed eyes trembled uncontrollably.
Mutt closed his eyes and breathed lightly.
It wasn't until the man appeared on the grass and walked towards him step by step that he opened his eyes again and looked at the man who appeared.
He still maintained the posture of floating in the air, lowered his head slightly, and looked down.
The young Marshal, who was supposed to jump to the other side of the universe with Ishtar who left, stood still under the huge ring light wall, raised his head, and looked at the young man looking down at him for a moment.
The streamer of light traveling on the wall of light illuminated the cold face that couldn't show any expression at this moment.
Troll looked up at Mute in the beam of light, his dark blue pupils seemed to have sucked up all the light at this moment, they were astonishingly bright and frighteningly bright.
He looked at Mute, his frozen eyes seemed to have everything, but also seemed to have nothing.
The ferocious airflow roared in all directions, rolling up the snow-white cloak behind the shoulders of the marshal standing under the beam of light, almost as if an invisible big hand was violently tearing it to the sky. The golden ornaments around the shoulders of the cloak shook violently, colliding with each other, making a slight metal impact sound, and the golden tassels flew upwards, passing over the man's cold chin.
Looking at the man who was staring at him, the corners of Mute's lips twitched into a smile.
It looked like he was smiling, but the corners of the boy's lips were full of bitterness.
…
He thought he had concealed it, but it turned out that this man had already guessed everything from the very beginning.
Perhaps from the moment he told the major general everything about the past, the major general already knew what he wanted to do.
Knowing, but not saying anything, just watching him quietly, waiting for him to do it quietly.
The chest seemed to be blocked by something, and at this moment Mute suddenly felt unable to breathe.
He thought about this morning.
At that time, when the major general turned to leave, when this man turned around with his low voice as a major general... what was he thinking
At that time, in the shadow of the backlight in the morning, what kind of expression was on that face
...
After a long time, the marshal who stood there like a stone sculpture finally spoke.
He looked at Mutt, expressionless.
"You said you didn't see me as that person."
"I said."
"you are lying."
"I do not have."
He didn't lie, he never regarded the major general as anyone, and he never took his hatred for that person on the major general.
After a long silence, Troll whispered.
"... But you have to go."
His voice was very low and light, and he seemed to be at a loss.
"That's why you have been refusing to have spiritual contact with me?"
"I… "
Mute opened his lips, made a sound, and then stopped. His lips trembled, as if he was trying to suppress something, but he bit his teeth hard.
Troll spoke with questions, but with affirmative words. And Troll was right. He didn't dare to have any spiritual coordination with Troll this year because there was no way to hide any lies in the subconscious. In order not to be noticed, he could only avoid mental contact with the major general.
After a while, he let go of his teeth biting his lower lip, and let out a long breath.
He looked into the distance, as if looking at a distant place through his eyes.
"I used to hate him to the bone, and I used to think that there would never be a more hated existence than him... I always thought, if at that time, I didn't protect him, it would be fine; if at that time, I shot Just wear his heart—if I kill him before then, won't the earth be destroyed in his hands?"
"The more I think about it, the more I hate him and myself... I'm escaping from reality, I don't want to wake up from my deep sleep, and after living like this for too long... I really can't wake up."
Mutt said, looking into the distance, the expression on the boy's face was very calm at this moment.
"Now I understand, it's useless, even if I really killed him at that time, it's useless."
He said that every word was very clear.
"Without him, there are others, there are other humans who would press that button."
"The destruction of the earth is not the result of one person. It is the choice made by the entire human race. It is the consequence of all human beings choosing to give up the earth—that is the future that must exist regardless of whether that person exists or not."
"When I understood this, I didn't have much hatred for that person anymore. He was already in the past tens of thousands of years ago, but I'm still in the present, and I still have a future I want to go to"
"So, Major General, my departure has nothing to do with that person, I'm just going to the future I want—"
The teenager looked at Troll quietly.
"Going back to Earth, that's the future I want."
"I said."
The man stared at him, in his long and narrow phoenix eyes, there seemed to be traces of snow and ice flying.
"As I said, I will send you back to Earth."
His voice was very cold, every word was paused, like the frightening cracks of the ice above the sea.
A long time ago, when he first met the boy sleeping in the freezer, he made such a promise.
He said he would send him home, he would send him back to Earth.
But the child forgot, whether it was his promise or everything else, the child forgot all about it, abandoned him and chose to leave without hesitation.
He stood there, looking at Mutt's peaceful eyes. An invisible chill seemed to seep from his bones, freezing his flesh and blood bit by bit, including the beating existence in his chest. The shadows under his eyes sank deeply, sinking endlessly toward the dark abyss.
The boy didn't answer, he was suspended in the air, and the wall of flowing light surrounded him, imprisoning him in the narrow cylinder.
His lips were pressed so tightly that they were almost white.
... ... ...
[Back to me, I will give you the universe.]
he remembers.
He never forgot.
In the moment of despair, the heat of the man holding his hand.
This man has a heart big enough for the stars of the universe.
His heart is too narrow, so narrow that it can only accommodate the blue planet.
back to earth.
That was the direction that had been seared into his soul from the moment he woke up.
That blue planet is his home, the place where he was born, and where his relatives are.
He wants to go back and wake up the planet that has been sleeping for tens of thousands of years from its desolation and loneliness... That is his responsibility, it is passed down to him by his father, his mother, and all his lost companions responsibility.
On his shoulders are too many people's hopes and beliefs, and too many bloody memories left by his companions tens of thousands of years ago... He can't escape, and he never wanted to escape.
That was the only faith he had for the rest of his life, more than anything else.
...
“… ‘I was born in this world to meet you’… ‘I woke up from a deep sleep to meet you’…”
Mut, who had been silent for a long time with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, his voice seemed to be sighing.
"...if only that were the case."
He stared at Troll in a trance, and his voice was as ethereal as a bubble, as if it would dissipate in the air anytime, anywhere.
If that's the case, they only have each other, that's fine.
"But no."
He shook his head slightly, and he looked at Troll with pain marks in his eyes.
"I didn't wake up from a long slumber just to meet you... I woke up because of that dead will, it was 'it' that awakened me from a slumber of tens of thousands of years..."
"'It' wants me to go home," he said.
He couldn't resist the call of 'it'.
The planet that gave him his life and soul.
"If possible, I also want to be able to say goodbye to you well." Mutt said, his slender eyelashes drooped, and he didn't look at Troll. Ask, "But if I say so, will you let me go?"
"..."
Troll didn't answer, his eyes stared at Mutt, sharp and tough, like a beast staring at its prey.
His gaze was his answer.
After staring at Mute like this for a while, he lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and the ground fell silent again for a while.
The world was extremely quiet, except for the whistling wind.
The wind tore Marshal Troll's snow-white cloak, shook the dense canopy, blood-red fallen leaves rustled, were swept up, and flew past the side of the Marshal who stood silently.
There was a little silence among the colorful fallen leaves, but within a few minutes, the young marshal raised his head, stretched out his hand, and pointed in the direction of Mutt.
"come over."
He said, "I'll send you back to Earth."
Definitely, he said.
"Now."
The boy's pupils contracted violently, and he looked at the man who stretched out his hand with an indescribable gaze.
His breathing seemed to stop at this moment, and something came out from the bottom of his heart, sticky, soft, extremely sour, and painful.
His eyes ached so badly at this moment, and the water mist floated up, blurring his vision staring at Troll for a moment, so that he couldn't see anything clearly.
What does the major general's words mean.
He understands.
Compared to the thousands of stars at his fingertips, compared to the supreme future of controlling the entire universe—this man chose himself.
This man chose to give up everything and leave with him.
The blue light in Mute's eyes slowly dissipated, and he fell from the air and landed on the ground.
He held out his hand in the direction of the hand Marshal Troll held out to him.
His eyes were slightly bent, and his fingers were lightly placed on the light wall in front of him, pressing against the invisible barrier.
He smiled at Troll who was outside the barrier, and he looked at Troll with indescribable tenderness in his dark eyes.
"Major general."
His voice was as soft as his eyes on Troll.
He said, "I like you."
He smiled and said, "I like it so much... I will do it if I give up my life for you."
This is the first time, and perhaps the last time, that he has shown his love frankly in front of the person he loves.
He likes the Major General.
I don't know since when, this person has become like his life to him.
He smiled and looked at the man who was as important as his life.
"But we live in this world, there are always some things that are more important than life."
Life is alive.
There is always something more than life.
There is always a belief that you must do it even if you give up everything.
"I'm going back to Earth."
said the boy, looking at Troll tenderly.
A huge transparent wall of light stood between the two of them. They were clearly in front of each other, but they could no longer reach out.
He looked at Troll's hand stretched out to him, and the hand pressed against the light wall was clenched into a fist, and the clenched knuckles were almost white because of too much force.
He looked at Troll, the corners of his eyes were slightly red.
He and those blue eyes that seemed to have sunk into the dark night looked at each other firmly and decisively.
As gentle as his eyes are, so cruel are his words.
"You can't," he said.
Even if the major general is willing to give up everything, he can't.
…
That is its will.
That was the will that the blue planet passed on to its children at the last moment of its destruction.
So 20,000 years ago, the last leader of Jia chose to die with the ship that recorded the coordinates of the earth.
That person used his own life to destroy the human way back.
"You can't go back."
Mute shook his head slowly, looking at Troll with an indescribable sadness in his eyes.
He was looking at Troll, and he was looking at all human beings through the man in front of him.
"Humans cannot return to Earth," he said.
…
The interstellar swimmers who know nothing about their home planet can still follow their instincts and return to the planet that gave birth to them.
It is a kind of imprint and memory of the soul, it is the invisible bond between them and their planet, and the call of that planet leads them home.
If the entanglement of the soul is still there, there is no need to search hard, and you can go home by following your instinct.
But humans have spent tens of thousands of years, but have never found a way home.
...
Twenty thousand years ago, humans abandoned their home planet.
They don't know.
The moment they chose to abandon the earth, the earth also exiled human beings forever.