from Xingyuan

Chapter 732 437. The Big Wave
The planet on which civilization is born is always rotating, and no matter how cold and long the night is, the sun will always rise.

Fight, corrupt, fight, corrupt.

These self-proclaimed idealists have been fighting.

They are slaves, untouchables, and despised low-level people. They could have lived a short life indifferently and alone. They are insignificant and submerged in the long river of history. They are not as worth remembering as a cold technology.

But they kept fighting.

History crushed them mercilessly several times, and then rose from the ashes.

The fire called ideal, no matter how many versions it has changed, will always rekindle at some point.

really weird.

This level of fire is not enough to illuminate the universe.

The embers are mere embers, but they can't be extinguished no matter what.

Ephemeral, angry, sad, stupid, and indestructible.

'History is always rolling forward, it seems that the old days are reappearing, but it is already a new poem. '

When I realized this, I was raising young children in the land of Dragon Moon, clearing the void with mass rain.

I am not an existence that is good at fighting. Among the primordial species, I am also the youngest and the shortest in qualifications.

But it seems that because of my youth, I am closer to the world than any primordial species.

When I realized that the ideal is the only belief in the struggle of all things, I have already started to do the same things as them.

But I also know.

People with ideals will always be destroyed by reality.

I will be like them, destined to be defeated and destroyed under the attack of the void.

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The broken plate of the island was pushed to nowhere by the tide, and the low-hanging stars alternated with the day.A gust of sea breeze blew by, bringing the fragrance of spring flowers. This ignorant and warm signal seemed extraordinarily wonderful at this moment.

The clamor of seabirds awakened Li Aoz. He sat up from a field of flowers, picked up a coat from the side and put it on, exposing his beautiful chest and abdominal muscles. After being moisturized by the rain, his skin looked even more beautiful break.

After being woken up by the seabirds, Li Aoz's brain became a little drowsy. He rubbed his head, and his messy hair was blown by the gentle wind of Dragon Satellite. Apart from being kind, it made him look like a lady. .

With Li Aoz's waking up, the grass seeds and dust on his body receded and left, not daring to pollute his body.Li Ozi has become accustomed to it, and enjoys his honor as a matter of course.

The so-called dominance system is soft food hard food, envious?In exchange for intelligence.

But think about it, 90.00% of people can't achieve class transition by IQ, so it's better to smile sweetly and choose the path that suits you.

only.

Li Aoz glanced down at the meadow that had been ravaged by decay radiation and gravitational waves, and then spawned again.

——If you think about it, for two beings whose combined age is older than the sun, this road may not be easy.

He took a deep breath, and after the first experience, he was filled with an indescribable feeling. His temperament was not the domineering and rough type, but he was not gentle and considerate either.

Wild?Well, sort of.

If you have to say it, it is like a Maine Coon cat, with extraordinary and just right power, and it will not make the other party feel disgusted.

Li Aoz rubbed his temples and was reminiscing about the breath left on his body when suddenly a cup of coffee was handed to him, followed by a gentle whisper:
"Are you awake? How are you feeling?"

"It depends on which aspect." Li Ozi took the coffee and took a sip: "It's so bitter, don't you put sugar?"

"The coffee made with weak force doesn't feel like it has a metallic astringency."

As Mired said, he sat down next to Li Oz, holding a coffee cup in both hands, and said:

"Short-lived species would choose this way to prolong life, and create various cultural products to praise and praise this behavior, and even treat it as a commodity transaction. It seems to have some reason."

"So you feel good?"

"It depends on who you are with." Mi Ruide stuck out her tongue and licked the edge of the coffee cup lightly. After one night, her gaze became much calmer: "During the journey that I can't use 'years' to measure, I I have witnessed countless vows of eternal love, and every couple at the beginning thought that they could grow old together with each other, but due to various reasons, most of them were unhappy and ended dismal."

"True love is not for everyone, don't take a moment as forever." Li Aoz picked up the coffee: "Would you like a cup?"

"Your sense of ritual is really strong and complicated. To celebrate your life, you have to celebrate your birthday, to celebrate your marriage, you have to hold a wedding, and even when you die, you have to have a funeral."

Saying so, Mired picked up the cup:

"So, what is this toast for?"

"Don't think so much, first of all, this is not wine, and second, you are not my mother, ephemeral species will get wrinkles if you think too much about everything."

"Of course I won't be your mother—but if you ever change your mind..."

"Don't think so much."

Dang bang.

The cups are staggered, coffee replaces fine wine, and caffeine, which makes people more sober, replaces the alcohol content to intoxicate people.

Mi Ruide opened his arms and took Li Aoz's head into his arms. Li Aoz didn't bother to resist. He was tired enough, so he simply squinted his eyes and leaned against Li Aoz's shoulder quietly.

"Don't think about anything, little guy." Mired said with a rare relief: "Everyone will have a moment when they need to snuggle. Even if you are Lioz, if you had someone to accompany you..."

"That Leoz is still the same Leoz, the flames of chaos burned his power to love and be loved, and forged him into a sharp blade to fight for the Star Abyss - when the blade was shattered, the Star Abyss still The cursed blade is stained with the blood of too many innocents."

Li Aoz said lazily:

"Of course, I have inherited everything from Leozi, and I will naturally shoulder the sins of the past—but what Xingyuan owes me has not been taken back in turn."

"That's not your purpose, dear." Mired raised his hand and gently scratched his chin: "You didn't live for revenge."

"Naturally...friends, career, ideals, there are many reasons in this world worthy of my sword." Li Aoz tilted his head appreciatively.

"Well, then I hope that one day, I will be one of the reasons."

Mired lifted his chin and said softly:

"Li Aoz, are you willing to continue living for me?"

"Forget it, after I die, you will continue to walk in this universe."

"It's a pity, I can't die, and I can't grow old with you."

Mired kissed the corner of his mouth and whispered in his ear: "If you disappear with the wind, I will follow the wind. The universe will continue to expand, and you will become my landmark leading to the end."

"What about after the end?"

"I think it will be the evaporation of black holes and the death of everything. I think at that time, I will chant your name at the end of time, and let your message be the end of this article."

Mired said lightly:

"For me, that's almost enough for me to forget about you."

"...I suddenly discovered that the primordial species also has a kind of romance of time." Li Ozi said: "I will wrap you up, as if it was written into a thick history book."

"I lied to you." Mi Ruide said with a smile: "As for your existence, it will be forgotten in about six trillion years. How can I still remember your image, your face, and your hair?" The taste? You can be content if you can remember the name.”

"That's true."

Li Aoz closed his eyes:

"That's fine, neither of us has to be responsible for the other, and there is reproductive isolation across species, so it's a great dinner."

"Really speaking, I am destined to forget you, just like you will not remember the delicacy of every dish in every birthday dinner, and everyone's blessings."

Mired kissed his forehead, and said:

"But I think the joy and joy of every birthday will never be forgotten."

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When the fate of Dragon Satellite was already doomed, a meteor fell from the sky.

Even though my long life has worn down my beliefs, I have realized one thing:
If there is a miracle, even if it is only the slightest possibility, it will happen one day.

The ashes of that ideal have been passed down for countless years, across civilizations and races, and will one day be rekindled.

From the first slave who broke the shackles, to the god-climber who firmly steps towards the star abyss with a grand narrative in hand.

Today, the miracle has echoed.

The miracle is not a real thing, it is a fictional moon.

It is a star built with the blood and bones of practitioners, sent to the sky with the bedding of numerous bones, and then reflects the sun that does not belong to us

Not at all blazing, not at all powerful, taciturn bright moon in the sky.

There are countless potholes and craters on the surface of the moon. People can't always see the darkness behind it. As an ideal meal replacement, the moon is actually not perfect.

Just before the real dawn, the moon will replace it, illuminating the dark land.

I have seen countless stars aging and cooling, but I have never thought of looking up at the bright moon at night.

I have seen those who have advanced go to die in history, but never thought of finding a way to practice.

But there are some existences that are not moving towards the sunny tomorrow, but unknowingly become the moon.

that is you.

Listen to me, you've done a great job, you've worked hard, and maybe reality will get you down and your spirits down.

But, you have to keep going.

The sun will rise, and you don't need to be the one to welcome it.

Listen to me, don't be afraid, listen to me, don't give up.

You are the moon.

That silently dedicated, as the moon created by all things.

Compared with the stars, it seems to be eternally blazing.

I still like the moon the most.

(End of this chapter)