first player

"I used to think," said the man, "as long as you become a god, you can take on everything and achieve everything for them."

Su Ming was silent.

"They need to survive, so I give them survival. They need trade, so I find a way to open trade for them. They need to fight, so I manipulate them to fight." The man said: "The 60 years in Yunshang City, for me, It's been too long, and more than once I feel sorry for the lost life, and more than once I hope that my life will end, or I will sleep forever."

"But the moment I was dragged down by you, I suddenly realized that the 60 years of becoming a god was like an illusory dream."

"I seem to have loved them so much that I have nothing left, but I feel that this kind of love is separated by a layer of things, more like watching the fire from the other side. Is it loving a nothingness image, or a person who is elevated ' above the sign."

"Now that I am Su Rin again, this kind of love has become stronger, and it seems to have returned to its original appearance."

"However."

The man stopped talking.

Su Ming was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "...Although I don't know the reason, you failed to go home."

Su Lin was silent.Under the thick and viscous sunset, his pupils had a golden texture, which made people feel untouchable.

"Praia doesn't need gods anymore."

In the long silence, a sound similar to a sigh sounded.

Su Ming'an didn't know what kind of mood Su Lin had in order to say such words.

He should be extremely proud, thinking that becoming a god can bless everyone.Or maybe it's an extreme awakening, knowing that Praia no longer needs the role of "Su Lin".He has taken care of, protected, and loved the land for 80 years. The hometown that he can't leave is equivalent to his lover. Suddenly, there is no "necessity" for himself.

"I dragged you out, and I will send you back." Su Mingan said.

Su Lin turned her head and looked at Su Ming'an with a rare, confused look: "The world game is over, Su Ming'an. You can't send me back again."

Su Mingan shook his head: "It's not over, I'm still in it."

Su Lin said: "I don't think you are crazy, so you should have a reason for saying this."

Su Mingan smiled, even the fake Su Rin was the only one who could truly understand his feelings.After all, they were originally the same kind of people: "Yeah, I feel lucky."

"Lucky?" Su Rin pondered for a moment: "Is it lucky that the world game is over, and the current ending satisfies you. Or is it lucky that the world game is not over yet, and you still have a chance to change the ending?"

The two looked at each other for a long time.

No one spoke.

The long damp wind blows their similar black hair, and the similar eyes reflect the similar eyes of each other.

As if an invisible bell was ringing at this moment, Su Rin suddenly understood Su Mingan's eyes: "You really...do you even want to save me?"

You said you were going to take everyone home.

Everyone has gone home now.

You still want to do better and send me home too.Or, you want to save more things.

How much more do you have to bear.

How much more do you have to bear.

Su Mingan?
But in Su Lin's pupils, Su Ming'an reflected slowly:
"Don't take yourself too seriously."

"I don't want to save you."

That's why they are so alike, and they don't even want to accept each other's compliments.

Su Mingan turned around, the river water was splashing, splashing, white pigeons were perched on the blue and white railings, fishermen were yelling to draw in their nets, and boat whistles came from afar, these blue, pure white, colorless, sounds, The scenery, the world and the smile coexist harmoniously at this moment, abundant and bright, as if meeting for the first time, or reuniting after a long absence.

Su Lin put his hands in his pockets in the long wind and watched the young man leave.A khaki trench coat flapped in the wind.He may be recalling that in the world of ruins, he was also wearing a khaki windbreaker, looking for traces of his homeland in a strange world.Perhaps what he was thinking of was the blue sky of Praia, the azure blue blended with pure white similarly, the fisherman cast his net, and the whistle of the boat—

——And on that day, a young man came from afar from a piece of blue and pure white, and met him for the first time holding the sword of Arman.

That's how it all started.

Today's youth are still on the go.

He said he was going to take him home.

Su Rin laughed and turned her back to the young man.He was still looking at the endless river below.Su Mingan's hometown is some distance away from the sea, so Su Lin stayed by the river to reminisce about the past.

It was he who didn't want to be too far away from the patient.Although for this reason he will never say.

……

Su Mingan went to Nuo Er's house.

This is not Nuoer's home in Yu Country, but a new home built by Lu Shu and others for Nuoer, right next to Su Mingan's residential building.In the room, there is a refrigerator full of desserts that Noel likes, pictures of the children, and colorful glass decorations.

Su Mingan sat in this room for a long time until the night fell completely.

He had an illusion that Noel seemed to be in this room, breathing with him.

He didn't know why, this future Noel died.

Lu Shu said that Nuo Er failed to get out of the world game.So they built a memorial room for Noel, filled with things Noel liked.

Su Mingan turned around in the room, and he saw Noel's crow, placed in the garden, was a one-to-one imitation plush crow toy.He leaned over the huge crow and felt a strange warmth, like a sun that didn't shine.

He saw pictures of children plastered on the wall. These were not real portraits, but the faces of children painted by Yamada Machiichi in a realistic way. They were all the children of the New World Guild... who were taken care of by Noel .They should be growing healthily in some corners of the world at this time.Although the children no longer remember, for a year, a man named Noel took care of them in their bewilderment until they came out of this tragic game safely.

He suddenly found flowers growing in this vacant garden.It wasn't planted by Lu Shu and others, but the flowers grew by themselves.Perhaps a white bird once flew here and accidentally dropped the flower seeds, or perhaps the long wind once passed here, bringing the vitality of the flowers.

Lush, brilliant sunflowers.

Su Mingan looked at these sunflowers clinging to the wall, in the empty room, only the photos of the children were glowing, no one took care of these flowers, so they bloomed willfully and presumptuously, climbing over the low wall, Climbed over the gate, almost arrogantly going indoors.

They climbed all the way until they came close to a photo pasted on the top of the wall - a blond boy smiling brightly and gesturing "yeah" to the camera.The sunflower stopped growing wildly at the edge of this photo, and a blooming flower quietly bloomed at the edge of this photo.

Even Noel's flowers grow vigorously and restrained, very much like himself.

"..."

Su Mingan took off a sunflower and placed it on the crow's forehead, as if he had put something in his heart.

Under the night, the garden full of flowers named "Sun" still does not bow its head.That boy himself is a person who is good at holding his head up and smiling in the darkest time.

And Su Mingan lowered his head slowly.

...I won't let this possibility happen.

Do my best.

He turned around, turned his back to the garden full of sunflowers, and walked forward.

He still couldn't hear the voice of the gods, as if the dream hadn't ended yet.

……

At night, Su Mingan lay on the bed, silently staring at the ceiling.

There were footsteps outside the door, and the girl walked in.Because Su Mingan would often go crazy in the middle of the night, Yueyue would take care of her on the floor next to her.Lu Shu and others were also sleeping not far away.

Yueyue would not find it offensive to sleep close.She is taking care of a patient, a friend who is connected with her soul, and the eyes of the world cannot pierce her soul.

Lying in the same room, the moonlight also looks gentle.Su Mingan opened his eyes until the rustling on the ground stopped.

The girl was lying on the bed, and a gentle voice sounded:
"In the future, when you graduate from university, let's go on a trip together. Together with Lu Shu, Nuo...Lin Yin, Yamada Machiichi, Lu, and Mo Yan."

Because Su Mingan has been inseparable from medicine, they never travel together.

"Okay." Su Mingan said.

"We can go to the country where we live for a long time, or other countries, Luna also welcomes us." The girl said.

"I don't like places that are too cold. The place can't be too cold." Su Mingan said.

"Well, I don't like it either. It's not good if it's too hot or too cold. I really like the four seasons of Longguo."

"Where we live for a long time, the economy doesn't need to be too prosperous, as long as it is enough for daily living."

"can."

"Also, the traffic doesn't have to be smooth. Sometimes it's nice to enjoy a slower life."

"it is good."

"There can be beautiful scenery around the residence, and it doesn't matter if you don't. You are already a beautiful scenery in my eyes. Anywhere, it's good to have you with me."

"Yes, we are always by your side."

"It's best to have a lot of flowers near your residence. As I remember, Lin Yin likes flowers. If there is delicious food, that's good too. You like to eat snacks with different styles."

"it is good."

"Will there be such a place?"

"Yes, we will definitely go..."

Yueyue's voice stopped.

Her voice was interrupted by Su Mingan's movements, she saw Su Mingan sitting up, her hair was disheveled, her fingers were clenched tightly, and there was water in her eyes.

In the darkness, the young man's eyes trembled, his pupils reflected her, reflecting the melting moonlight.

"Will there be such a place?" He asked again, even his voice became stagnant.

"Of course." Yueyue said.

The world is big, we are still young, there is always enough time, there is always a place to go.

"Could it be? Would it be possible...?" he said.

"of course."

"Will I have a... long, long future?" he said.

"of course."

His pupils kept constricting, as if he was listening to a moving and distant fairy tale.

They continue to imagine the future.

She said that she still wants to learn more musical instruments. By then, she will be equivalent to a music troupe. It will be very interesting to play for him.

She said that Lu Shu wanted to dye his hair black recently. After all, he has returned to society now. He is no longer a tramp who is cast aside by others. His white hair always attracts attention. He wants to become a swordsmanship teacher in the future.

She said that Yamada Machiichi had already graduated ahead of schedule. He aspired to study psychology in Longguo. He wanted to study psychology and become a psychiatrist in the future to enlighten more children who were confused about gender. Become Yang Xia.

They talked little by little, like whispers before going to bed, adding little by little imaginations about the future to this imagination, like children building sandcastles, until they constructed one that satisfied them all. future.

The moonlight was silent, and the hour hand was getting closer and closer to twelve o'clock.

Su Mingan suddenly had a premonition of parting.

He looked at Yueyue, she was lying in a warm bed with medicine and water beside her.Seeing him looking over, her eyes also glistened with melting moonlight.

"Ming An?"

"The observer can come back, right?" Su Mingan said.

"Yes, I'm right here." Yueyue said.

Su Mingan was silent.

After a long silence, he spoke softly.

"That's good."

"That's good……"

At this time, footsteps came from the door.Lu Shu and Lin Yin walked in in their pajamas: "Su Mingan..."

I don't know why they have this premonition, but Su Mingan seems to be disappearing.

Su Mingan closed his eyes, he knew that this was still a trick of the gods, if he "recognized" this possibility and chose not to leave, he would be completely immersed in this dream, and maybe he would never wake up again.

...no more, wake up?

He suddenly smiled.More than once, when he was on the verge of collapse, he imagined that if he really died completely one day, it might be a kind of relief.Today's fantasy dream makes him feel happy, if he really immerses himself in this fantasy dream and does not wake up, then it really... fulfills his occasional wish.

but.

He slowly got out of bed, the moonlight shining on his face.

Yueyue stood up and held his hand tightly. She didn't say anything, but put her hand on his wrist.It seemed to pull him tight, but also to push him away.

Her eyes are still the moonlight that belongs to her alone.

"sorry."

He said.

Slowly moving her hand away, falling into the melting moonlight in her eyes.

He opened his mouth in the depths, and the salt water choked his throat, completely blocking the last…possibility of his lively, unfamiliar voice.

As long as you go home.That's fine.What I'm glad is not that I can follow you into the spring, but that I still have the chance to save people who are lost in the winter.

Swallowing bitterness, he smiled and said silently——

I am sorry.

I can't escape.

Yueyue's eyes began to lose color.

"It's the source of misery in your life," she said.

Everything began to lose color, the sweater on Lu Shu, the drawing board in Yamada Machi's hand, Lin Yin's guitar, Mo Yan's wooden sword, and Yueyue's eyes... clear, beautiful, and want to fall... Moonlight of tears.

"But I wish you a bright spring day...Ming An."

The future that the two of them had built little by little collapsed.

The distorted vortex reappeared in Su Mingan's field of vision. He gulped down the bitter seawater, and was dragged into the deep sea bit by bit by the indescribable burden on his body.What was dragging his feet?He knows better than anyone else.

Su Mingan.

Who is Su Mingan?
Hearing his beating heartbeat and touching his hot tears, he understood the answer to this question like never before at this moment.

It was like falling into the deep sea, the sea water invaded his senses, the infinitely extending pain shattered everything in front of him, and the figures of Yueyue and others were shattered and disappeared.

He stumbled forward, his eyes were dim black and white, but he didn't hug anything, and was splashed with warm blood out of thin air—who did he think he could hug?

Maybe even the organizers didn't think that someone could confront them with a mortal body.

So this mortal never thought that this journey would be so difficult.

——He opened his eyes in this sinking deep sea, and saw the silent god in front of him.

The expression of the god remained unchanged, and the clock on the wall only passed one minute, as if the first player had really only had a short and unreal daydream.

He was breathing quickly, but there was still warmth and solidity in his chest.

Colorful flowers bloom in his heart, and the figures of people are stored in it forever, and they will never fall no matter what.

He felt light, as if he had been frozen into an empty shell called Salvation.He felt very heavy again, and countless lives sank in his heart.

he does not know.

——How could a dream of going home move him so much.

he does not know.

Perhaps he knew.

"Do you feel hopeless?" said the god, "Its name is HE. After returning home. No one remembers what you have done, no one remembers who you are, and you even lost your most trusted friend. This is your future... … gave you a nightmare, sorry."

The corners of Su Mingan's eyes were so dry that there was no tear.

He feels that his life is like a movie without an end, and even short dreams cannot appear in the plot.

—Drink wisdom like a sword of balance.Do not escape, do not sink.Be lenient in the world, no matter you like it or hate it.

The savior who is willing to suffer bears the expectations and blame of the world——

So blood everywhere, blooming into flowers.

After a long silence, Su Mingan spoke very softly and slowly.

"God."

The spirit watched him.

"I..." Su Mingan said:
He looked out the window at the moonlight.Flowing, clear, moonlight like her.

"I love this story."

The story you tell me is my own story.

I love this...

He closed his eyes, suppressing his smothered, moonlit smile.

"……fairy tale."