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The day the nineteen-year-old young man walked into the church in Daoya City, Li Mingyue began to be curious about him.

Although it is just a symbol of the savior, a doomed fate, a calculated ending. But he fell into that similar ideal.

He began to believe in this beauty.

——The certainty that belongs to human beings belongs to the decision to step into the long river of time stubbornly.

There are three children named Su - Su Shaoqing, Su Wensheng, and Su Mingan. It made him realize that human beings are not just for living, they can have touching ideals, like a vibrant innocence.

It turns out that this kind of happiness is really not equal to anything.

unique.

"Click".

Bones crackled softly.

The snow that people's lives turned into melted into countless light spots, converging on Su Mingan's sword.

——It is the deceased’s blessing for new life, and it is the sound of the chord that will never be low.

Behind Li Mingyue, frost and snow spread out like white wings.

Jingle, jingle.

The spirit of words began to peel off and move towards the end of the sword tip.

He held Su Ming'an's cold hand, pointed the sword in his hand straight forward, pointed it at his heart, and pressed forward——

"cluster".

With a calm expression, the tip of the sword pierced his heart, and the torrent of life poured into Su Ming'an's hands.

At a huge cost, the "self" of the gods is continued.

Su Mingan's hand froze. He should probably be so sad that his body reacted instinctively and his eyes turned red.

But in his heart...why is there only a desolation?

Maintaining the embracing posture, the light in Li Mingyue's eyes dimmed little by little.

Behind him, a long-lasting snow fell.

The priests and nuns gathered together as personal food and fed it to Li Mingyue, like grains of white snow.

And the sky is filled with "white snow".

– he asked Him softly.

"Ming'an...what's your favorite color?"

Su Mingan's pupils trembled: "I don't have a favorite color."

This was the answer Li Mingyue taught him back then. As the savior, he cannot reveal his preferences.

But Li Mingyue shook her head:

"Didn't you say... you like white, just say it..."

Su Mingan opened his eyes wide. Why do you say that now? It was obvious then...

"remember."

"From now on... you can expose your preferences, and you don't have to be afraid of someone using your weaknesses to threaten you. Even if you don't vassal others, don't choose yourself, and don't be forced to make concessions... it's fine."

"Because of you..." Li Mingyue's eyes reflected Su Mingan clearly, like a mirror. He spoke slowly, overturning his previous teaching:

"Your will...your determination...make you hot enough to melt all your machinations."

"So, you always have room for innocence. You can always try to get the best of both worlds...you can always stop the tram from moving forward...even though in the eyes of others, your ideal is just a fantasy."

"But you can do it."

"So, please boldly retain this naive idealism...Ming'an. You are so precious."

He was bleeding but smiling.

His smile - it is a kind of free happiness, innocent and naive...

It was as if at this moment, he finally lived like Su Wensheng in his last moments.

He admitted with a smile, bowing to his idealism.

But Su Ming'an lived like Li Mingyue's original appearance - smooth and calm, like frost and snow that have not melted for thousands of years.

The consciousness is separated, and the immortal spirit of words is gradually transferred to Li Mingyue through the "transfer object" Immortal Talisman.

The price is——

Li Mingyue's thousand-year personality, thousand-year ability, thousand-year emotion, thousand-year soul... and even the reincarnation of thousands of years in the future.

He lived so long...and traveled so long. He obviously still has such a long and beautiful life, and his life span is as long as the sky, but in this year, his long years... have been completely cut off, ending on this day.

only for……

The god who protects him... no.

Protect his children.

He was always there, trying to protect his children.

The blood spread from the heart, and the spirit of words gradually transferred to Li Mingyue's body. Although he was of high status, he had no means of resistance. The "ignorance" in the overlapping shadow curse would be magnified to the limit.

That is,

He will become a real frost and snow... an eternal vegetative state.

"Smile more." Li Mingyue said softly, with blood flowing from his mouth.

"...godfather." Su Ming'an looked at Li Mingyue, whose eyes were gradually blurring: "...why. What does this mean? Is it...death?"

He still couldn't understand how much of a sacrifice this was, and could only vaguely feel... as if a very important person was about to pass away. It was only at this moment that he realized the profound loneliness that had accumulated for thousands of years in the white-haired man.

In the past, he could respond and promise to remember the other person, but now... He could only watch the smile on the other person's face calmly, with only pale desolation in his heart.

"I can't laugh." Su Mingan said blankly, as more and more tears fell from his eyes. These are not sad tears, just some kind of physiological reaction.

It's just like……

The nineteen-year-old young man in his heart was crying.

The young man struggled countless times in his heart, trying to stop this sacrifice, but he was firmly pressed deep into the divinity, covered with scars, and unable to break free.

He roared crazily, but was pushed back again and again. He could only see the ring of time gradually carving new names.

...why.

why.

Why should he make his own choices and let others pay the price for him?

Why...are these people always so stubborn?

So much so that there were only unconscious tears on Su Mingan's face.

But the godfather didn't care about His indifference. He just raised his hand, touched His cold cheek, and calmly wiped away the tears from His face, as if he had gotten his wish.

Inch by inch, the movements are gentle. Like arranging clothes for children who are about to go to school.

The young man stared back blankly.

In the white pupils, there was only Su Ming'an.

"Then, stop crying." He looked at Su Mingan with a distracted look:

"I will obviously not save you, but let you lose yourself and become the most powerful god from now on. This is the best solution for the civilization of the old world."

"But I still came to save you. This is a very stupid move. It is not rational to place all my hopes on your humanity."

"But I can finally understand something..."

The cold voice lowered with a little smile.

"...what he called his 'idealized' innocence as a child."

He seemed to finally understand... Su Wensheng's last remaining, pure happiness.

It was the boy's influence that made him stand up and choose an idealistic path - he would rather reduce the survival rate of civilization to preserve Su Mingan's "self".

I believe that Su Mingan’s future will be... infinite.

For this reason, he gave up his future of thousands of years and his long life as long as the sky.

At the end, before the words took effect, Li Mingyue talked about many things.

He covered Su Ming'an's hand and said, "It's not cold anymore. It won't be cold anymore. My child, from now on, there will be spring."

Then he said that he had witnessed heavy snow countless times in his life. The snow in the capital, the snow on the airship, the snow on the island...but none of the snow was warmer than today.

He talked about the church that had not yet been installed, the books that the priests had not yet sorted, the pot of peach blossom wine warming on the stove, the list of orphanages that had not yet been written... When he talked about Su Shaoqing's childhood, he was more lively than anyone else. Speaking of the thick fog that night, he held the sleeping young man in his arms, walked up to the pavilion step by step, and handcuffed the iron chain on the young man's wrist. And the prosperous age of great unity they have yet to realize...

Talking about the well-behaved female students in Daoyacheng, the always unkempt Teacher Xia, the soup kitchen to be held next year, the white bird greedy for bread crumbs by the fountain, the green sycamore tree at the door, and the unboiled food on the table. Tea... Talking about the moonlit night in Loulan, the war in Changping, the waterfalls in Taihua, the camel bells in the Western Regions...

Speaking of his thousand-year life, all that long life, the little soldier he met in the early years now has a huge family, and the tombstone is erected at the corner of the hillside. The little cloth-selling girl I met a few years ago was forced to get married by her family, and I don’t know where she went. There is also the maid who once touched his head, carrying a load and selling rock candy next to the icicles. This craft has probably been passed down for more than ten generations now...

Let’s talk about the boy who also ended his life at the age of nineteen. He liked rock candy and hawthorn slices since he was a child. He also had the temper of a child, loved to be naughty, and sometimes quarreled...

However, he finally said with red eyes,

... He felt sorry for that boy.

He lowered his head, and his silver hair flew up in the wind, covering Su Mingan's unconsciously red eyes...

"Ming'an."

"Remember...to smile more in the future."

He stared at the clear light in Su Ming'an's eyes.

like……

I saw thousands of years of frost and snow.

It turns out that he also gave up his own flow.

"It's already hard enough... let's be more happy."

The snow-white man fell to the ground, and under the silent and eternal blue moon, the spirit of words finally completely transferred to him, and the bright red malice instantly overshadowed the cold eyes in his eyes.

then,

The cross chain gradually fell from his hands that turned into nothingness to the ground.

"Ding Dong."

A crisp sound.

After a while,

As if Su Ming'an realized something, he let out a desperate gasp, and his hands became cold.

He held the quiet white-haired man in his arms, and tears fell from his confused eyes.

……

"……godfather?"

……

He didn't seem to understand that no one would ask him to call him this title in the future.

The body in his arms became transparent at this moment, carrying the eternal curse. He would never open his eyes to stare at Him again, nor would he ever call Him "Ming'an" again.

Daoyacheng's care, the first bag of bread, the warm coat, the quilt heated by one's own hands, the rule book written with blood...

None of them exist anymore.

He raised his hand and opened the closed eyelids. The eyelids were opened, and there was no light in the white pupils. He called out "Godfather" several times and pulled the white-haired man's lips. No matter how hard he pulled, no sound came out.

why.

He asked Him to smile more.

But He...

"……godfather?"

He stood stiffly and tried to show an ugly smile, but failed.

"Teach me some more...godfather."

"After becoming a god, I won't seem to be able to laugh anymore."

"You haven't given me your Immortal Talisman Seal yet... Since you can't give me this, then give me more good things, godfather..."

His emotions seemed to be tightly suppressed, and there was sharp pain in his heart.

The expression of the body in his arms was frozen in a tiny smile, which reminded Su Ming'an of the memory of Su Wensheng's smile when he finally fell into the lake.

...In the end, who becomes who?

"godfather."

He stood there in confusion, shaking the motionless body in his arms, and the tears that fell for no apparent reason fell silently to the ground.

He seemed to see it.

When they first met, they were wearing jade-colored robes embroidered with silver threads under the white jade pavilion. There was a gust of wind, the jade pendant jingled, and the frosty man turned around and looked at him.

The white hair is flying, and there is silence.

The river of time flows between them, and thousands of similar figures spread under His feet.

"...Ming'an?"

Then, the white-haired man finally called out his unmistakable name, breaking the stagnant silence.

"It's February..."

And He walked towards him, reciting impassioned words as if he were reading a text.

They stood under the white jade pavilion, looking at the new snow falling from the sky.

"The peach blossoms are blooming, Yuheng." He said.

"Well, spring is here." He smiled:

"This is the warmest snow I've seen in a thousand years."

The wind blows, the bells ring, and butterflies bloom.

The world has changed, and the sea has changed.

Thousands of years passed.

A dream lasts.

…    Su Mingan held Li Mingyue in his arms and raised his head.

At the door of the church, a few butterflies flew.

Maybe it was because of the heavy snowfall and the temperature was too cold. They avoided the heavy snow and took the initiative to fly indoors.

……

["Don't go too far, Wen Sheng." He said. 】

[Su Wensheng stood at the door of the church, looking back at him. 】

["But I want to catch a butterfly and give it to you."]

[The boy likes all kinds of insects, but every time he catches them, the butterflies slip away from his fingertips. 】

[In the end, he could not catch up with any butterfly, nor could he hold any insect tank. 】

["Why are you so persistent?" he asked. 】

["I heard... if you let butterflies kiss your eyelashes, you will get good luck... I want you to get good luck, godfather."]

……

Next second,

——The butterfly flying from outside the door brushed against the eyelashes of the godfather's eyes, which had been closed forever, making no sound.

It's like a kiss that represents blessing and new life.

Wen Sheng.

——You can't catch any butterfly, and you can't keep any butterfly. You try your best, and you are extremely embarrassed, but you can only leave an empty insect tank.

But in the end, the butterfly takes the initiative and flies towards you.

At this moment——

……

You catch up with it and it keeps you.

……

——You don’t have to compare with anyone.

Wen Sheng.

If there were a world game...

You are no worse than anyone else.

……

The church butterfly kissed the eyelashes of the Godfather.

Su Ming'an picked up the sword covered with light on the ground.

In the corner of the church, a priest dressed in black walked over and knelt down on one knee towards Su Ming'an. This pastor is the only surviving person in the church, in order to ensure the operation of the church in the future.

"They all say you are a god. You are really a god, right?" The pastor took up the corner of Su Mingan's clothes and gave her a pious kiss.

"...Yes." Su Mingan picked up Li Mingyue's silent body, stood up, and promised:

"I am a god."

The self of God that continues at the cost of life must be repaid with a greater vision.

I promise,

-I will redeem you all.

- Remembering all of you.

-Save you all.

Then, he lowered his head and looked at Li Mingyue's pale cheek, with an unshed tear gathering in the corner of his eye. He reached out and slowly wiped away the tears.

“…This is what you expect.”

he whispered.

"Right, Godfather."

"You taught me."

"I promise to Gao Tian - I will step into this life stubbornly, no matter how many years it takes, no matter the fate."

"Even though I understand, I still haven't changed."

"...There is nothing left to punish."

The godfather didn't respond to him.

He was sleeping deeply, but the corners of his mouth were always raised.

As if to remind him.

Smile more.

……

"Ding dong!"

[You have reached the character ending of (Li Mingyue): HE·Sheng Shangyue]

[(Shang Yue):

【"Ming'an."】

【"Smile more."】

["Perhaps, when you first stepped into the church, I had already started walking towards 'you'."]

["I still remember the last conversation Wen Sheng had with me. He said, must the savior come? Can... give him a chance?"]

"I looked at the longing in his eyes and could no longer bear the pain in my heart. In the evening, I finally went to pray to the gods. I knelt down and begged, gods, can I replace Wen Sheng with myself. Can I replace Wen Sheng? Let him die."]

["The gods said, no."]

["I still remember the coldness on the face of the gods. The gods said that I will have long years and a life that lasts ten thousand years. Under the blessing of the Utopia, I will have endless possibilities... Even, I can do it because of my life span. It lasts forever, and in the end the personality surpasses the shadow, and the life span is as long as the sky."]

["So I cannot die in Su Wensheng's place. Su Wensheng died because he had no 'value'."]

【"For the first time, I felt huge confusion."】

["...That was the first time since I became a bishop that I had such a huge antipathy towards God. But I knew very well that He was right and I was wrong."]

["That night, Wen Sheng walked into my room for the last time. Growing up, he couldn't sleep well and always had nightmares about being replaced, so he would chat with me for a while, and it was the same tonight."]

["He asked me, what was the result?"]

["I told him the truth."]

["He was silent for a while and said, okay, give me a little more time, I will prove that I am worthy. I am already nineteen years old and a man. I will definitely do a good job..."]

【"But I know it's too late."】

["It is precisely because he is nineteen years old and it is already the deadline."]

["The gods showed me the billions of tragedies in the world, all because...the qualified savior has not yet appeared, so mankind is forced to continue to wait for those tragedies to happen. There are thousands of children like Su Wensheng, Died by these tragedies.”]

["I stood quietly all night facing the blue moonlight."]

["On the last day, before he left the church, he seemed to have a premonition of something."]

["He turned his head, smiled, and said to me, if you really want to replace someone...then please take good care of the coming savior, try your best to cultivate that savior, and respect the savior's wishes. Even if the savior doesn't want to Please agree to leave the small town. He knows that he is not capable enough and cannot even save an orange cat. Therefore, if the savior can take his place, he will not blame him."]

["That night, I watched him fall into the lake. His eyes met mine, but he didn't say anything."]

["From then on, he became my lifelong nightmare."]

["I once thought that I would sail through these long years for the rest of my life, with neither joy nor happiness. Day and night I would sink into nightmares."]

["I dreamed of him countless times, standing by the lake, catching butterflies for me, and saying to me."]

["Godfather, the butterfly has escaped."]

["Godfather, the butterfly is gone..."]

["Until that day, you stepped into the church for the first time. I looked at you and realized the difference between you - your naive and naive idealism...can actually bloom thousands of flowers. flowers, not burned-out ashes.”]

["I realize that Wen Sheng and Shao Qing may not be dead, but they are immortalized in you."]

["Since then, I have never had that kind of nightmare again."]

["Perhaps, I am starting to move closer to 'you'. The reason that supports my survival has gradually become to protect 'you'."]

[“I gradually discovered that... sycamores, ears of wheat, moonlight... it turns out that these things can also be so beautiful that they are soul-stirring. 】

["So much so that I am willing to give up the possibility of transcending the double image... I am willing to give up my thousands of years of life and the richness of eternity to keep 'you'... keep 'you'."]

【"child."】

【"You have to live."】

["——I pray that you will be victorious, I pray that you will get what you want, and I pray that your military fortune will be prosperous."]

["You will resist the things of darkness, sweep away the injustice in the world, and cleanse away the decay and dirt."]

["You have to put away thousands of evil thoughts and return to a thousand years ago...to fulfill your thousand-year prayers. Do everything we can't do."]

["Then, you will show - your -"]

【"Precious innocence."】

【"Full of persistent ideals."】

【"Eternal warmth."】

【"Including selflessness in the world."】

["...These all belong to you forever."]

【"Then, I will bless you."】

【——Life is bright, healthy and smooth. 】

【——Life after life...No. 】

【Just for this life. 】

【…】

[It’s not cold anymore, it won’t be cold anymore, Ming’an. 】

【...From now on, there will be spring. 】

……

Su Mingan still remembered the last words Li Mingyue said in his ear.

——Su Mingan, my child.

With all my soul, emotions, memories, thousands of years of reincarnation, and my endless possibilities in the future, I sincerely pray,

——Please gods, please take care of such a child.

Please gods, look at a child like this.

He should not be deprived of himself, forgetting his companions, and unable to return home. The world shouldn't let him down like this.

Therefore, I will bear it for him, change this tragic ending, and let him have a bright future.

Please bless this young child and wish him happiness and good health.

Holy…

Holy.

My child, you can melt all the frost and snow.

Because you are hot enough.

Please always retain your idealized innocence, always stand in front of the track and become the light walking in the darkness.

Then...just go for it.

fly.

——Go find your ideal hometown.

……

……

"Ding dong!"

[TE3·(Your and His Utopia) Perfect Clearance Progress: 99%]

[TE5·(One flower, one world, one leaf, one bodhi) perfect clearance progress: 0% (Li Mingyue died, this route failed.)]

……

"Run slower, slower..."

Outside the window, the boy smiled and plunged into the halo, as if he was about to plunge into the glorious and bright future.

The thousand-year-old white-haired man followed this immature and young life and stepped out——

They walked under the free sunshine and stepped stubbornly into the torrent of life.

They've been here too long,

Finally I can leave.

Catch a butterfly and show it to me. said the white-haired man.

the boy said with a smile.

Ok.

Godfather, let me tell you secretly, I have actually caught it a long time ago.

……