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Le Jing is back again.

Outside the window was filled with smoke, like a fairyland, as if he hadn't been away for too long.

But it's been a long time since he was last here.

The biggest evidence is that women in trousers abound on the street.The women wore women's suits, carried briefcases, and walked in a hurry, calm and capable like men.

"It's so beautiful." He sighed softly, "Le Ling, what year is it now?"

[According to the results of my mental power scan, the level of technological development here is equivalent to that of the 70s and [-]s. 】

The 70s and [-]s.From this point of view, the war should have ended.Le Jing couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.Mary and the others, do you know if they are still there?Have you become a happy grandma with a wrinkled face?

Before he left, he didn't tell anyone that he would be back.Because he was not sure when he would come to this era again, he would rather let those girls think he would never come back than to wait hopelessly.

Opening the store door, the old stone buildings lined up on the streets are no longer the old stone buildings, but new skyscrapers are rising.There are not only sporadic heavy old cars on the road, but also all kinds of new cars, pedestrians are also wearing all kinds of new clothes, and the complicated dresses are hard to find.

Even though he knew that this was the inevitable development of the times, Le Jing couldn't help but feel a little disappointed: for that lost era, and for those people who were eliminated by the era.

He looked up at the misty sky, and couldn't help but laugh a little.Unexpectedly, in the end, the only thing that has not changed is the smog here.He remembered that in the history of the earth, many people died because of the smog incident in London in 1952, and the British government began to vigorously control the smog pollution. He wondered if the same thing happened in this world.

"Sir! You are Mr. Le Jing, right?" An old voice suddenly sounded.Le Jing was startled, looked in the direction of the voice, and found a dignified old woman.

She looks very old, with gray hair and age spots on her face, but even so she still has clear eyes, wearing a big retro hat and elegant and neat dress, she looks like she came out of an oil painting The old woman who came out.

The old woman stared at Le Jing's face for a long time, as if she had finally confirmed Le Jing's identity, her old eyes were filled with a rainbow-like light: "I have to come here every day, I never thought that I would be here before I die. Can see you."

When the old woman was looking at Le Jing, Le Jing was also looking at her. Before she could introduce herself, he said with certainty, "Are you Elizabeth?"

Elizabeth was also one of those 25 people. She was brought in by Linda, and she was a lady from a noble family just like Linda.

Elizabeth looked at him in surprise, a little at a loss: "I didn't expect you to recognize me."

Le Jing chuckled: "Your eyes are still the same as when you were young." Even now, her eyeballs are like burning hydrogen gas, blue and intoxicating, so clear and bright.

Elizabeth's body froze, her smile faded obviously, and bitterness appeared in her eyes: "It's different." She sighed, her face full of complex meanings, "I've changed a lot."

"Can I come in and sit down?" Elizabeth asked. "Before I die, I think I should tell you everything."

"Of course, I just want to hear about your experiences and feelings over the years."

Le Jing brewed two cups of tea and put them on the table. With the wafting fragrance of tea, the old man narrated all the experiences of these years.

Perhaps time can heal some pain, but these past events are not included.Every time Elizabeth thinks of that past, Elizabeth always hurts her heart and cannot let go.

"I'm a coward." Elizabeth said blankly: "I betrayed everyone and our oath. I just escaped by myself and never thought of Linda. If I could have been with Linda at that time, Linda might not have Die." She closed her eyes and made a judgment for herself: "I am a selfish, cruel, and cowardly person, and I am guilty."

"They're all dead now. I'm the only one surviving. Because I can't die yet. I want to stay and make amends." She opened her eyes and said lightly, "I want to clean up the scene for them."

"Over the years, I have been sorting out Mary's manuscripts and putting them into a book so that their hard work will not be buried; I am writing a memoir, hoping that more people can learn from it; I am raising funds for feminist organizations and activities Funding, I have even made a will, all property will be used for women's education after death."

She was silent for a while, her eyes drifted, and she smiled mockingly: "Look, I'm making excuses for myself again. I'm just afraid of death, and I'm calling myself a redemption. It's enough... enough."

Le Jing looked at this old woman quietly. She was already at the age of dying, but she was still tortured by her own conscience.

This is a respectable, brave, good man with a conscience.

It takes more courage to live than to die.

"Do you still remember what I said before I left?" Le Jing asked suddenly.

Elizabeth was stunned for a moment. At this time, she exposed the shortcomings of the elderly's slow response. Le Jing said: "People can be as humble as dust, but not twisted like maggots."

The young man looked at her tenderly, his eyes were as clear as the clear autumn sky: "I'm very pleased that you did it."

"But I'm a coward! I ran away!" Elizabeth growled with red eyes.

The young man frowned and retorted disapprovingly: "But what's wrong with wanting to live? No one should feel sorry for their desire to survive." The young man sighed, his eyes turned transparent amber under the light, and there was something brewing inside. With unresolved sadness, "None of you are at fault, what is wrong is this society that does not allow you to live."

Le Jing suddenly remembered a passage in "Diary of a Madman": "I looked through the history and found that this history has no age, and the words "benevolence, righteousness and morality" are written crookedly on every page.I couldn't sleep anyway, and after reading carefully half the night, I finally saw the words between the words. There were two words "eating people" written all over the book! 』

This society is sick, and it has been sick for thousands of years. Under the torrent of the times, individual power is no more than a cart, and it often ends in misery.But did you give up because of this?

Do not.no way!

The pursuit of a better life is an instinct engraved in human genes.Any attempt to oppose, distort, or obliterate this point is an atrocity against humanity.

"Death is not the only resistance." Le Jing said: "Living is the best resistance. Because the living can always do more than the dead. You have done a good job these years, thank you for your hard work." .”

"Really?" Elizabeth murmured, "Is it better for me to live? Don't you blame me?"

"Why should I blame you." Le Jingrou frowned, "I forgot to say just now, it's great that you're still alive, Liz."

It had been many years since Linda had died that no one had called her that endearingly.Elizabeth's lips opened and closed, but no sound came out.Finally, she covered her face and burst into tears.

She finally made a right choice.

Whether to live with humiliation or die vigorously, everyone has his own choice.Le Jing admires the latter, but he respects the former more because the former requires greater courage and perseverance.

There is only one true heroism in this world, and that is to still love life after recognizing the truth of life. ①

After crying enough, Elizabeth finally mentioned the business: "When Mary and Illya went to the battlefield, they gave me their diaries and said that if they can't come back, if you can come back, I hope I will send their diaries. The diary is handed over to you. Fortunately, I finally waited for you, and they can rest in peace."

Le Jing was silent for a while: "Where are their tombs? I want to visit them."

Elizabeth smiled: "They are buried together on the nearby mountain. Today happens to be the anniversary of Mary's death. She will be very happy to see you."

On the way to the mountain, Le Jing met a huge 'Women's Army'.Numerous women held up pictures of Mary and chanted the slogan "Women hold up half the sky" as they roared through the streets.

"This is to commemorate Mary, the annual women's parade in the Said Empire." Elizabeth looked at the dense crowd, with a gratified smile on her lips, "Women will come out of the house on this day to complain about the oppressed situation of women. Express affirmative action to the government and call for the improvement of women's status."

Looking at the excited and turbulent women, Le Jing finally showed his first smile since meeting.

so good.Although Mary is gone, her thoughts and ideas are still being passed on to future generations.

A person dies three times.Once when he died, once when others attended his funeral, and last time when the last person who remembered him forgot him. Only then did a person truly die.

Mary is now a great person who will go down in history, so she will live forever.

Le Jing quietly watched the team pass by him, and he saw the pictures of Ilya, Linda, Elizabeth, and then a portrait of an oriental man on the signs that people held up high!

There seemed to be an electric current flashing through Le Jing's back, and he opened his eyes wide in rare shock, "That, that is..."

Elizabeth smiled heartily: "Yes, you read that right. That is your portrait." She turned her head and looked at Le Jing affectionately, her eyes as blue as the sky were filled with pure respect, "You are our mentor, sir , there should be a place for you there."

Le Jing was speechless for a moment, and finally couldn't help showing a shy smile: "I didn't do anything." He whispered: "Compared to you, I am just a mediocre person who can only talk and talk. "

"No, please don't underestimate yourself." Elizabeth looked at Le Jing seriously: "You have done much more than you imagined. It is you who let us come into contact with the works of sages from the future, and you who gave us revolutionary guidance Direction is the principle of life you gave us, you are our well-deserved mentor!"

Le Jing shook his head, disapprovingly: "But even without me, according to the development of history, you will find a way out."

"Indeed. But this is much later than now." The old woman stared at Le Jing, her old eyes were still pure and moving after more than half a century of vicissitudes, "every year ahead, countless women will be awakened , rescued, and every additional woman saved is one step closer to our dream of equality between men and women. You changed history, sir, and this is a feat that only a saint can make."

So, is that so?

Can a little butterfly like him, who is so chaotic, cause such a huge change after flapping its wings?Le Jing couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

"Mom, I'm a boy, why do I want to participate in the women's parade?" In the parade, a young boy lay on his mother's shoulders and asked ignorantly.

The young woman touched her son's soft hair, and told him gently but firmly, "Because you are the son of a woman."

The little boy blinked half-understanding, Le Jing and Elizabeth couldn't help laughing when they heard the conversation.

Yes, all men are sons of women.

The mother is the child's first teacher.Mothers are the future of national education.

Would the world be a better place?Le Jing didn't know, but he thought, as long as most mothers become good teachers, as long as most men and women support their mothers, then the day of equal rights for men and women will not be too far away.

The author has something to say:

① This sentence is a famous saying of Romain Rolland.

Mothers are the future of national education.

Yes, this is what I want to express.

We women have such a powerful weapon in our hands that not many of us can successfully use it.

Equality between men and women should be taught from a baby [Heartbroken]

Thus, the copy of Seid Empire is over!

At the end of the next chapter, it will be the new world hehehe.

In the new world, I want to do things, do things, do things!

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