[I'm crazy about you.]
[… And you?]
...
……………
Snow-white hair fluttered in front of his forehead, and Noah stood, surrounded by a layer of light blue light. An invisible air current surged around him, lifting the corners of his clothes and causing the cloak behind him to fly high.
The blue filaments spread out, penetrated into the soft yet tough film, and wrapped around the neck of the black-haired boy immersed in the transparent solution. The dark-haired boy, who seemed to be sleeping, closed his eyes, and his slender eyelashes moved in the liquid with the swaying of the water. The thread of blue light wrapped around his neck and penetrated into his skin, connecting him with Noah's spirit.
It's just that the silk thread of light looks too thin and fragile, as if it would break if the wind blows lightly.
Noah looked at Mutt immersed in the transparent liquid, frowning slightly. The moment he noticed that the human marshal's mental fluctuations had disappeared, he decisively deployed his mental power and connected with Mute.
If a person's spiritual power disappears, then that person's subconscious spiritual world will also collapse. He must bring Mutt's spiritual power out of the human spiritual world before that, otherwise...
Exhaling lightly, Noah slowly closed his eyes, the blue light around him lit up, and even the silk thread extending from him to wrap around Mutt's light was also brighter. His face was not relaxed, there were faint traces of sweat on his forehead, and the hands beside him were clenched into fists, tightly clenched.
He tensed up all his spirit, and he had already burned his strength to the limit. Looking from the side, it seemed that his whole body was burning in the blue flame.
Not so much.
he thought, holding his breath. He could already feel the mental fluctuations of the child, he carefully wrapped his own mental power around it, gently wrapped it, and slowly brought it out.
His frowning brow softened a little, and he relaxed a little.
It's all right, he'll be able to bring the kid back to them soon...
Suddenly, Noah trembled violently. The dozens of blue light filaments connecting him and Mutt seemed to be overwhelmed by this tremor, and all of them were actually broken.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and the snow-white hair on his forehead that was fluttering because of the invisible air current around his body fell down all at once, scattered messily in front of the violently contracted pupils.
Noah stood there with his eyes open, motionless, his purple pupils staring straight at the dark-haired boy in the instrument in front of him who seemed to be sleeping surrounded by a transparent solution, his eyes were full of disbelief. The blue flame-like light around him has disappeared completely, the invisible airflow surrounding him has disappeared out of thin air, and the flying cloak has fallen softly on his body.
Noah didn't move, but the clenched fingers on his side shook uncontrollably. He didn't speak, but his eyes staring at Mutt in the solution showed traces of pain little by little.
"Noah!"
Noah's unusual demeanor made everyone around him tense, and Canaan subconsciously shouted his name.
"What's the matter, Noah?"
The white-haired boy didn't answer, he was still just silently watching Mutt who was sleeping in the instrument, but his powerful mental power had spread his emotions in the whole space, making everyone feel that he was at this moment. Unspeakable grief.
The pain that was so powerful and contagious that it made his chest feel depressed made the hearts of all Jia who felt his thoughts ache.
At the same time, it also made Canaan, Sarah and others panic.
"What happened, Noah?"
Sarah rushed over in panic and held Noah's arm tightly. She raised her head and almost looked at Noah with pleading eyes.
"You said you'd bring Mutte back, you said it'd be okay, you said he'd come back to us, Noah, Noah—"
She shouted Noah's name aloud, almost crying. In her heart, Noah is the most powerful and omnipotent, as long as it is what Noah said, she can definitely do it.
Noah said it was fine, Noah said he would bring Mute back.
Sarah kept repeating it in her heart, but the fingers she held onto Noah's arm were trembling uncontrollably.
"Noah..."
Noah closed his eyes slowly, and the drooping eyelashes covered the pain in his eyes.
He didn't answer immediately, but just breathed lightly, as if he was adjusting his disordered emotions through breathing. After a long time, he spoke softly.
"... Mut severed the connection with my spirit."
"what!"
"how come!"
Canaan's pupils contracted forcefully.
"No... this... this will..."
His words were a little incoherent, and then he looked up at Noah with a look of determination.
"Noah, let me try it, maybe I can-"
Even if he knows that this is very dangerous, even if he knows that his strength is not as good as Noah's, even if he knows that this will not only fail to save people but may put himself in it, he doesn't want to just watch that boy disappear in front of his eyes like this , no matter what, he wants to give it a try!
When Canaan said this, the others couldn't hold back.
"I, let me come, I can too!"
"I'll give it a try too—"
"Maybe everyone can be together!"
Noah opened his eyes, and his lavender eyes slowly swept across the anxious companions in front of him. There was deep sadness in his eyes. And the sadness in his eyes made Sarah's chest tighten, and they couldn't speak for a while, they could only stare at Noah in a daze.
There is no need for words at this moment, as long as they see Noah's gaze and the thoughts coming from Noah, they understand something in a trance.
useless.
Noah told his companion so with his eyes, and then he turned his head and stared at the peacefully sleeping boy. He could feel the pain in his chest at this moment, which was a pain that he rarely felt that made it hard to breathe, and the thick and thick feelings accumulated deep in his heart, making him feel unprecedentedly uncomfortable.
He remembered that when he was on the planet Noah's Ark, he felt for the first time that the most vivid spiritual power penetrated half of the universe, it was like an electric shock, and it was intense in his mind. exploded.
He remembered the first time they met, the child was standing on the ground, looking up at him, his bright black eyes were the color of the night sky.
At that time, he could feel the child's clean and soft spiritual power slowly blending with him, and he felt that vast and incomparably warm soul.
…
At this moment, he looked at the boy immersed in the transparent liquid. The boy closed his eyes, and with the flow of the water waves, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he would open his eyes in the next second.
But Noah knew that those eyes could never be opened again.
"Noah..."
Sarah's crying voice came from her ear, and Noah slowly closed her eyes again.
He opened his mouth, trying to suppress the unsteady breath in his voice every word he said.
"There's no chance," he said.
There is only one chance, if you miss it, you will never look back.
Noah sighed silently, remembering the thoughts he had felt from Mutt in those last moments.
At that moment, Mute resolutely and without hesitation cut off the connection between him and him.
Noah said calmly: "He made a choice."
The child finally left himself and all the companions who were waiting for him to return, and selfishly chose to stay with that human being.
That kid who's been trying so hard to live up to his responsibilities... has been selfish for a while, at the end.
... ... ...
… … … … … … …
[I'm crazy about you.]
[… And you?]
All along, in the boy's world, there are too many things that he values.
Those things that he couldn't let go of, things that he had to protect, things that he had to bear, stood between him and Troll.
…
In the world of broken night, that faint beam of light breaks. The rift in the darkness closed, and the only escape was gone, along with the ray of light.
The boy slowly closed his eyes in the world that was about to collapse, and the darkness embraced him bit by bit.
Dots of fluorescent lights surrounded him, illuminating his face, and his brows and eyes were stretched, calm and serene.
[… And you?]
I will choose you.
In the last moment.
... ... ...
…………………
It was a dark world, shrouded in darkness, boundless, with no end in sight.
A faint light flickered in the darkness, it was the shimmer of countless tiny fluorescent lights.
In the darkness, a sleeping boy floated in the air. He closed his eyes, his soft hair seemed to melt into the night. He bent his knees, curled up his body, leaned his cheeks on his knees, and his whole body was nestled into a small ball, just like the posture of a baby curled up quietly in the warm arms of its mother.
No one knows how long the teenager stayed here, no one knows how long he slept. He has been sleeping, eyes closed, sleeping quietly in the dark.
Hundreds of fluorescent spots surrounded him, fluttering, and traces of faint light traced one after another across the young man's body.
For as long as the boy had been sleeping in the dark, these fluorescent lights had surrounded him for as long. They were always floating in the place closest to the boy, as if they were unwilling to leave.
…
It's time to disappear.
Somewhere, there seemed to be a will telling them this.
Inexplicably, in the darkness, gusts of hurricanes blew, tearing away the bits of fluorescent light, trying to blow them away and blow them into the boundless darkness.
Fluorescent dots are flickering, like candlelight in the wind, flickering with difficulty, and will be extinguished at any time. Their light bodies shook violently in the hurricane, as if they would be blown into the darkness in the next second.
They flickered with difficulty, but they always surrounded the sleeping boy. Even if they were occasionally blown away by the hurricane, they flickered and floated back again and again, persistently refusing to leave.
The wind lifted the boy's forehead hair, revealing the boy's smooth forehead. Dots of fluorescent light circled up, gently touching the boy's forehead, the corners of his eyes, and the long and slender eyelashes that fell down.
The movement of the fluorescent light touch seems to be extremely gentle, and the traces that fall down are like the touch of a very light kiss.
The wind was extremely strong, with a violent howling sound like a knife tearing something apart, every time it whizzed past, the fluorescence seemed to tremble in pain, and the luster dimmed instantly.
But when the hurricane left, the countless fluorescent lights quickly returned to their initial brightness.
In the whistling wind, they have always stubbornly maintained the original light, never dimmed in the slightest.
... ... ...
A long time passed.
Year by year.
The black-haired boy was still sleeping curled up in the darkness, but his figure gradually became lighter.
The whistling hurricane was still there, sharpening and tearing away the dots of fluorescent light surrounding the young man.
But the fluorescent light is still there, unfailingly extinguished, softly surrounding the young man.
...
One hundred years, another hundreds of years.
Only a faint shadow remained of the sleeping boy, almost transparent.
Dots of fluorescent light flitted across the transparent figure, as if the transparent figure was glowing.
With the passage of time, the figure of the boy disappeared little by little.
The fluorescent lights are still there, as bright as before, never dimmed at all, they stubbornly pass by the figure that is about to disappear, as if they want to touch the last bit of temperature of that body.
……………
Thousands of years, and thousands of years.
At some point, the boy's figure disappeared into the darkness without even a trace left.
But that bit of fluorescence is still there.
disappear.
Somewhere that will is telling them.
The child is gone.
You should disappear.
The fluorescent lights would not answer, they were still floating quietly in the darkness, at the place where the boy's figure disappeared.
Those fluorescent lights flashed over that place again and again, as if they wanted to feel a little bit of breath that might still be left in that cold place.
Thousands of years, and then thousands of years.
Tens of thousands of years, and then tens of thousands of years.
It was an unimaginably long time, a terrible time long enough to erase everything.
But the fluorescence is dotted, not extinguished.
…
This is meaningless.
... disappear.
...
It's hard to tell how long it has been, maybe it's just a moment, or maybe hundreds of millions of years have passed.
Hundreds of millions of years, that is a long time even for a planet.
Something is sighing, a long sigh, that sigh sweeps through this crumbling world, the already dilapidated world of night is shaking, as if it will collapse in the next second.
But the fluorescence is still there, and the fragments of memory are still there.
So, this crumbling broken world is still there.
One hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years, hundreds of millions of years, it exists stubbornly and refuses to disappear.
There was another long sigh, and it was unclear where it came from. After that sigh, suddenly, a hurricane swept in, and wherever the hurricane went, the darkness shattered.
The wind roared, obliterating all the fluorescence in the sound of the wind.
The hurricane is raging and devastating. This world that has stubbornly held on for hundreds of millions of years collapses at this moment. Everything is shattered and annihilated in this sweeping hurricane——
...
... ... ...
Over 20,000 years, a boy and a man meet.
That may be accidental, or it may be inevitable, and some people call it the so-called fate.
The thread of unseen destiny in the dark is implicated in the lives of two people from different time and space, allowing them to meet.
A man exiled from the earth.
A child loved by the earth.
Humans who destroyed the earth.
Gar who protects the earth.
extreme opposites.
Water and fire are incompatible.
If beauty is a kind of destiny, then cruelty is also the necessity of destiny.
If their encounter is a kind of fate, then their ending has been doomed by fate from the moment they met.
So, this is the end.
Fate ends here.
everything is over.
…
ended
Do not.
it's not finished yet.
And that's not the end.
— Fate may be cruel, but it is not without miracles —
...
Curled up with his knees bent, the boy who had been asleep for an unknown amount of time opened his eyes, and he saw the endless starry sky.
He had forgotten when he lost consciousness.
How much time has passed, he no longer remembers.
He was floating in the universe, looking at the thousands of stars flickering in the dark starry sky, he seemed to be able to see a Milky Way flowing with starlight passing through the boundless starry sky.
The boy turned around, his pupils contracted slightly.
In front of him, in the dark starry sky, a dark blue planet surrounded by white clouds slowly rotated in the starry sky.
That touch of beautiful blueness, in the darkness, is serene and quiet.
Earth.
Mutt stretched out his hand in a trance, towards the blue planet in the distance.
He heard a silent calling from the planet that gave birth to his life, making him stretch out his hand towards that planet unconsciously.
And at the moment when he stretched out his hand, suddenly, a gust of wind howled, his forehead swept across his eyes, and the wind seemed to be piercing into his eyes, causing him to close his eyes involuntarily.
When he opened his eyes again, he stood on the ground.
The turquoise land is boundless, and the green velvet grass spreads, dotted with sporadic flowers. Looking away, you can see the undulating shadows of the distant mountains.
The young man stepped on the green grass with his bare feet, and the soft grass gently wrapped his bare feet. In the blue sky, the snow-white clouds spread softly, and the bright sun shone down on the earth.
He stood on the ground, and the gentle breeze passed over his cheeks, lifting his black hair, and he seemed to be able to smell the fresh breath in the breeze.
He stood there, looking blankly at everything around him.
Between heaven and earth, he is the only one here, standing here alone.
Something seemed to move under his feet, as if something was poking the soles of his feet, itching. Mute subconsciously took a step back and looked down.
His eyes widened slightly, and on the piece of grass he had just stepped on, a young bud broke through the black soil and arched out, unfolding its emerald green leaves one by one.
It grew rapidly before Mute's eyes at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the originally tender green stem quickly turned into a strong dark brown trunk.
Mut took a few steps back again, because the originally slender trunk was rapidly becoming thicker, expanding like a sponge that had absorbed water. From the beginning, it could be held by one hand, but it quickly became impossible for dozens of people to hold it. embrace.
The towering giant tree rises from the ground, it is so huge, it stands on the ground, as if standing upright. Its dense and huge canopy covers the sky and the earth, and the stretched branches and leaves almost cover the land.
The wind swept in, blowing the dense canopy, making it rustle, and making the countless leaves fall down and spread all over the sky.
The boy under the tree raised his head. He stared at the towering tree. He had already recognized it. It was the giant tree in the center of [Paradise]. Planted trees.
But why is it here...
The dense canopy was shaking and rustling, as if someone was whispering, as if someone was speaking to him gently. When the wind blows, the branches and leaves shake, and something falls from them.
Mutt looked up, and he saw countless fluorescent lights falling from the swaying emerald green branches, like a drizzle of light spots.
He saw countless fluorescent lights flying in the air in front of his eyes, slowly merging together.
The boy's pupils trembled violently, and he saw that the countless dots of fluorescent light fused together and slowly formed a figure, a figure that he was extremely familiar with.
"Major General..."
He called out that address with a trembling voice, and he watched countless tiny light spots converge on that figure, making the man he thought he would never see again appear before his eyes again.
A green leaf fell from the sky, wrapped around the sleeping man's body, and then disappeared into the air together with that figure.
Mut stood there, watching Troll from appearing to disappearing.
He raised his head, and the bright sunlight shone through the dense tree canopy, casting colorful light spots on his face and in his dark pupils, which seemed to be fluctuating with water.
The young man walked forward and reached the foot of the towering tree, and gently pressed his outstretched hand on the rough brown trunk.
He looked up at the big tree, the canopy was shaking slightly, rustling, and when the wind passed by, the green leaves fell, and a piece of it floated over, fluttering from the forehead of the boy who raised his head. rubbed on.
... It seemed to be the touch of an invisible hand gently caressing his forehead.
Tears oozed from the corners of Mutt's eyes, his face was pressed against the big tree, his eyes were closed, and the tears rolling down from his wet eyelashes soaked the rough tree trunk.
Dad... Mom...
The black-haired boy leaned against the big tree, as if he was nestled in the arms of those two people who were familiar with him a long time ago.
Green leaves rustled down from his side, and the drooping breeze surrounded him, as if invisible arms were embracing him tenderly.
dad…
… Mother… … …
...
……………
The hurricane rolled up, the wind was strong, and it roared across the night sky. The crown of the towering giant tree in the center of the quiet [Paradise] in the dark night shook violently, its branches and leaves trembled, making rustling noises.
The earth was shaking gently, extremely slight, as if it was a sigh-like vibration coming from the depths of the earth.
The wind blew up, and thousands of stars in the night sky were shining, twinkling in the wind. When the wind swept over, it was as if the flickering starlight was swept in the wind.
The wind whizzed over, brushed over the trembling lake surface, and gently shook the earth, rolling up long water ripples on the lake surface. It whistled, and blew towards the transparent instrument suspended above the lake, whirling in the air, driving the ripples of the lake below, whirling in the center.
There was a click, the sound of something breaking apart.
The whirlwind was like a sharp blade. After whistling around the instrument, countless cracks appeared on the flexible film, and the cracks spread out, like the traces of a spider web.
Another whirlwind swirled around, and with a snort, the glass instrument below was cracked, the film above was torn, and the water-like transparent solution splashed out from the cobweb-like gaps, like splashes of water, all splashed on the ground. The water ripples on the surface of the lake.
The whirlwind rolled up the lake water, and the waves set off high on the lake surface, scattering the water all over the body of the person in the instrument.
In the dark night, amidst the splashing water, the wet eyelashes moved slightly in the wind and unfolded.
The light of thousands of stars seemed to fall into those opened eyes.
The edge of the iris of the pupil glows with a faint blue shimmer, like an aurora glowing on the edge of the arc of the blue planet North Pole in the dark cosmic starry sky.
Above the long and narrow phoenix eyes, the wet black hair was blown by the howling wind, and spots of water slowly flowed down from the snow-white cheeks and seeped into the neck.
Splashing water droplets fell on the water surface in the night sky, and the invisible air current stirred the lake surface. Troll opened his eyes and turned his head. The whistling wind and invisible air current surrounded him, making him suspended in the air.
The moment he turned his head, in the darkness, the man's ice-blue pupils shimmering with a faint blue shimmer contracted forcefully.
At the place he was looking at, the boy who should have been by his side was not there. The instrument had just been shattered, and the flexible membrane had just been torn, but the boy who was supposed to be immersed in it disappeared without a trace.
Under the night sky, only Troll was alone.
He was suspended in the air, staring straight at the empty place with gloomy blue eyes, deep in his pupils there seemed to be empty traces of wind and snow raging past, it seemed that the next second would It suddenly skyrocketed.
A gust of wind whizzed in, and from a distant place, countless light yellow fallen leaves blew past Troll.
It was as if there was a voice coming from the wind.
Troll turned his head suddenly, and the countless yellow leaves covered the sky, whistling past his cheeks and sides.
The man's long and narrow phoenix eyes suddenly widened.
He saw a towering giant tree standing in the night in the distance, and the wind rolled up its fallen leaves and flew past him.
He also saw the young man sitting at the foot of the tree and leaning against the tree, who seemed to be sleeping under the towering tree.
The man's figure suddenly disappeared into the night and above the lake, and the next second, Troll appeared under the towering giant tree.
A thick layer of light yellow fallen leaves covered the ground under the tree, like a light yellow carpet.
Troll's feet stepped on the light yellow fallen leaves on the ground. He was soaked in water, and his whole body was wet. Every time he took a step forward, he left a wet footprint on the light yellow fallen leaves carpet.
Mut, leaning against the foot of the huge tree trunk, was sleeping, with his head tilted slightly, his light black hair scattered on the drooping eyelashes.
Stepping on the thick layer of light yellow fallen leaves, Troll approached the sleeping boy step by step. The wet clothes were stuck to his body, and the wet jet-black hair was tightly stuck to his snow-white cheeks. As he walked forward, water droplets kept dripping from his body and landed on the fallen leaves on the ground.
Troll's footsteps were very light, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping boy under the tree.
When he came to the foot of the tree and came to Mutt's side, he stopped.
The man bent his knees and landed slowly on one knee.
He knelt down on one knee in front of the sleeping boy, and stretched out his hand. His hand was also wet, and when he stretched out his hand, there were drops of water dripping from his fingers.
Troll looked at Mute who was close in front of him. There was a faint blue shimmer on the edge of his iris, which seemed to melt with the blue and black of his pupils, making his eyes look like they were flowing. blue gemstone.
He knelt there on one knee, the water dripping from his wet black hair gathered at the corners of his eyes, and then slid down his cheeks to his chin. At first glance, it looked like water marks oozing from the corners of his eyes.
He stared at the young man in front of him, his eyes were a bottomless abyss.
As if he was afraid of scaring the other party, he stretched out his fingers at a very slow speed.
A drop of water dripped from the man's chin onto the pale yellow leaves on the ground.
The moment the man's fingertips touched the boy's cheek, the sleeping boy's eyelashes seemed to move suddenly, like the wings of a butterfly, poking lightly deep in the man's heart. It made his heart tremble violently.
His fingers that were about to touch the other's cheek froze in the air.
Mute opened his eyes and met Troll's eyes.
The bright black eyes reflected the starlight and glowed with water, like pitch-black pearls immersed in spring water under the night sky. At this moment, the shadow of Trol was clearly reflected in front of him.
"… too slow."
The teenager who woke up said that his voice had a nasal tone that he was trying to suppress.
In that voice, there was a bit of grievance, a bit of forbearance, it was small, it seemed a little crying, and there was a hint of coquettishness.
"I've been waiting for a long time."
From early morning until late at night, he sat here waiting for him to wake up, for a long, long time.
Troll didn't answer, his hand that had stopped in mid-air moved again and held Mutt's hand, his eyes were quietly fixed on Mutt's.
"I remember," he said.
[Major General... No, Troll, you must remember.]
Troll knelt on the light yellow fallen leaves on one knee, holding the hand of the boy sitting at the foot of the tree.
As the breeze passed by, the branches and leaves of the towering tree shook and made a rustling sound, and the fallen leaves were swept up by the wind, whistling past the two people at the foot of the tree.
Among the countless fallen leaves passing by, Troll lowered his head, his wet eyelashes drooped, and water droplets rolled from the tip of his hair to the corners of his eyes, and then slipped from the corners of his eyes.
He lowered his head and kissed the hand that was tightly held in his palm.
"I remember."
He says.
The stars in the universe, the thousands of stars, are not as good as the extremely gentle and delicate luster flashing in the depths of the blue eyes at this moment.
"I am the person you love the most."
You said that I am your favorite person.
I remember.
... ... ...
The night was silent and silent, only the rustling sound of the branches and leaves shaking when the wind passed by, the leaves fell rustlingly, and the distant lake surface was wrinkled by the wind.
Mutt stretched out his hand, and lifted the wet black hair on Troll's forehead with his fingers, and the water drops from the tip of the hair dripped between his fingers. The man's jet-black hair was wetly attached to his snow-white skin, and water droplets continuously flowed down his forehead, gathered at the corners of his long and narrow phoenix eyes, and then flowed down his cheeks from the corners of his eyes.
I can't tell whether it's water marks that slipped from the corners of the man's eyes... or something else.
Mute leaned over, and he kissed the corner of Troll's phoenix eyes.
A little water seeped into his lips.
It was supposed to be a colorless and tasteless drop of water, but when it dipped into the tip of his tongue, he tasted a very faint trace of bitterness.
The boy didn't say a word, he turned his head slightly, and put his outstretched arms around the man's neck, rubbing his ears and temples, his hair tangling, and his skin touching.
He snuggled into the man's arms, put his lips next to the man's ear, and called out softly.
"Major general."
"… … Um."
That was the call that never changed from the beginning to the end.
—[End of text]—
The author has something to say:
[End at the end of 2017]
In 2017, I finished writing this article.
Congratulations to the major general for passing the final test of mother-in-law and embracing his lover.
Happy New Years Eve everyone.