After awakening the memory of the world

Ji Qingyan raised his head from his confusion, he seemed to realize something he hadn't finished, he supported himself suddenly, and ran towards the door, the library was not far from home, and he finally had something in his heart A little bit of the real feeling of returning to his hometown, but he still feels in a trance.

Ji Qingyan didn't stop his footsteps, he stumbled and walked on the dilapidated street, the street without lights looked dark and terrifying, as if some wild beast was coveting everything in front of him, and withered leaves fell to the ground .

Ji Qingyan tried his best to identify the direction in front of him, his eyes were blurred, his steps seemed messy, he seemed to be afraid of something, his brows were slightly frowned, the light of the alien star fell on his shoulders, he looked a little tired, The fundus of the eyes is still mixed with a little dark blue.

He barely pulled himself together, the light of the book records shone in all directions, he didn't have the mind to distinguish anything, he ran, and soon crossed the steps, ran to the monument engraved with the National Library, he walked around the security room, With his palms condensed slightly, the glass door was quickly smashed open by Ji Qingyan.

Dust overflows, a little light flickers, and slowly falls through the top of the glass dome. Ji Qingyan runs inward. He is so anxious that his chest heaves violently. He realizes that the truth is waiting for him ahead. In the land of Yan, you can't see the splendid civilization of the past cities.

As if everything he was after was just a hopeless phantom, Ji Qingyan grasped his palm tightly, his eyes flushed, he entered the inner courtyard, placed the books placed in the center on the ground, and found a Back button, he quickly pressed it down.

A code lock in the shape of a star appeared in front of Ji Qingyan, he quickly entered the code, only to hear a click, the emergency energy had already started to operate, the silver-blue holographic projection slowly fell, and the book The museum seems to have gained a temporary life.

The attenuated light beam fell on Ji Qingyan's body, and the image of the intelligent AI was constantly being reshaped in front of Ji Qingyan, with a somewhat mechanical voice.

"Welcome...home...Qingyan...curator..."

The intermittent sound brought back Ji Qingyan's sanity, he stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, he stepped back a few steps as if he couldn't believe it, countless memories lingered beside Ji Qingyan, his expression was pale , rushed out of the inner courtyard as if frightened, and ran towards the rooftop.

The sky was still dark, and Ji Qingyan seemed a little dazed, he fell to the ground like a manipulative puppet, and in this place that was forgotten by everyone, there was only sadness falling wantonly.

"The galaxy is turning, and what I pursued...is all destroyed." Ji Qingyan murmured, with a little melancholy between his brows, and the pages of the book floated in his white hands, emitting a pale light.The surroundings are empty and dark, and the light of stardust silently illuminates this once glorious Milky Way, but now it is getting colder and darker.

Throughout the history of the universe, in the Milky Way, the stars have created life, created him, he lives where the stars once shone, he is the child of stardust, he is... human.

There are still dozens of hours before the sun rises, but Ji Zhu seems to be able to hear the sound of the red giant star burning and bursting. The blowing solar wind will not only destroy the earth, but also bring the entire solar system into a deep sleep .

The sun will eventually become a white dwarf, creating the building blocks of life in its final demise.

This is a great journey, and he will see the last newborn sunshine, even if... he will be swallowed by the sun together in the end.Thinking about it this way, death doesn't seem to be scary, Ji Zhu thought.When the earth disappears, he will return to stardust just like thousands of beings in this galaxy, and he will sleep peacefully in the embrace of the sun.

The sky in the capital is so dark, most of the stars have long been extinguished, the nebula of the Milky Way has disappeared, human beings have long been extinct, on the empty surface, he stared at the sky, the civilization left by the library has not disappeared, even though most of the books have disappeared , but the civilizations of the higher galaxies will always receive the last signal from the earth that it is approaching, and leave traces that belong to this world alone.

But they were all left alone, until someone read it. In this universe, there used to be the Milky Way, the Earth in the solar system, and the human beings on this planet were born from the stars, from the stardust in the Milky Way. Born, they lived in the age illuminated by the stars, in the cosmic seasons of life.

Among thousands of galaxies, this is the only place where his heart belongs.

The broken mimic artificial intelligence came out from the core layer of the library, and stood beside Ji Qingyan. It had replenished its energy for the last time. Although its dress had long been tattered, it still stood upright.

"After 70 billion years since the birth of the earth, all human beings have been extinct within 65 billion years. The temperature of the earth is no longer suitable for human habitation. After 60 million years, all traces of human beings left on the earth have completely disappeared. This library is the last one left I was born in the Academy of Science and Technology 380 billion years ago. The artificial intelligence developed by the team led by Academician Tang Fanhe has undergone [-] million upgrades. The main machine is located in the cabinet of the Beijing Jianbiao Research Institute. It is the first Chinese language artificial intelligence cloud, my name is Chen Huan, which symbolizes the world."

"Good evening, Dr. Ji Qingyan, there are still twelve hours, 15 minutes and 51 seconds left before the sun rises. Your spiritual power has been connected to my energy core. Although we will return to the embrace of the stars together, I The main chip has been 001% fused with you, and the authority is completely submitted to you. I hope to see you again in the next world. No. [-] Chenhuan will serve you wholeheartedly."

Finally, the eye sockets of the mimic artificial intelligence no longer light up. It exhausted its last sliver of energy and looked towards the direction where the sun was about to rise, like an exhausted old man who finally got a rest.

Surrounded by such tranquility, Ji Qingyan felt his soul keep sinking. He heard the weak heartbeat of the earth, saw the dead ocean being lazily blown by the wind, and felt everything about history and civilization. He was no longer He is carrying the distant place of civilization, but he is already too fragile, Ji Qingyan looks at the stars in the sky, almost giving birth to some illusion, smiling slightly, as if he has a light of relief.

Even if his end is death, he looks forward to a new life in the galaxy again.

The haggard young man sat down silently, and gradually closed his eyes. He took out a silver-white flute from the book, and the book became a tool for lighting in this way. Ji Qingyan tried a few notes neatly, The song that has been familiar for infinite times in memory lingers in my heart like every time it is born again.

This song, which has gone through wind and frost, is still bursting with fiery flames at this time. In this empty land, there is still one person who remembers that a hundred years of prosperity and a hundred years of peace, those heroic characters will be reborn in the epic. They are also ordinary and ordinary people, but their choices are the most sincere light in this barren world.

The flute floats in the air, but it has infinite emotions. Ji Qingyan thought, what kind of emotions are needed to create such a song, which makes people recall their own country, be proud of her, and shed tears for her.

The distance of billions of light years is nothing but an illusion in the end.

At this moment, the sparse sound of the flute could not play a trace of emotion anyway. He bowed and hugged himself, and gradually, water droplets quickly slipped from his cheeks, sank into the corner of his clothes, and moistened the light-colored fabric.Ji Zhu raised his head again and looked at the sky, his blurred vision seemed to be separated by a layer of glass, and the sea of ​​stars seemed to be within reach, but he didn't dare to stretch out his hand, as if he was afraid that the sky would be as fragile as the moon in the water .

The flute in Ji Qingyan's hand shattered and turned into pieces of withered butterfly wings, which were slowly blown away by the wind. Blood was slowly flowing down his arm, and the wound fell from between his fingers. Ji Qingyan Yan's expression darkened, and he quickly closed his eyes, quietly waiting for his own death.

In Xingheng, thousands of billions of light-years away, Xi Jiansong put a restraint ring on Tang Qingmiao, with a cold expression, Tang Qingmiao just smiled.

"Everything I have to do is over. He succeeded with the seeds of hope. We are containers of memory, children of stardust, prisoners trapped in hundreds of millions of light years," Tang Qingmiao looked up at the sky, "I finally ushered in a proper death."

"The myth of Shulu will continue to be sung, and the silver heart distance will never perish."

As soon as Tang Qingmiao finished speaking, his own star field continued to burn.

"Admiral! Oops, I don't know why the starfield suddenly spontaneously ignited..." Zheng Junyi didn't finish her sentence, she pushed open the balcony door, and the dust under the sun shone like a diamond. Bright and soft as snow.

"It's over." Xi Jiansong's voice was cold, he looked at the suppression ring on the ground, and picked up Gu Fei'an's communication.

The person speaking opposite was Mu Changyun.

"Jian Song." Mu Changyun said.

"Director Mu." Xi Jiansong's voice was still cold.

"Go and pick that kid up," Mu Changyun's voice sounded very tired, and it took him a lot of energy to take care of the outer space and deal with the moths in the general record, "You and him have worked hard during this time, But luckily we saved the next phase of peace."

"We can't contact Qingyan anymore." Gu Fei'an's voice suddenly sounded, and his anxious voice quickly affected Xi Jiansong.

"What do you mean?" Xi Jiansong asked with a frown, and he passed the document to Zheng Junyi, asking the other party to take over his duties temporarily.

"He explored farther than we thought." Gu Fei'an said, "I'll give you the authority, please...you must bring him back."

"I always don't know what that child is thinking. When I first met him, I could only feel the pain of sadness and separation." Gu Fei'an said with a trembling voice, "His hands are full of blood." Injury, I... I am not a qualified guardian."

"I see, I will bring Ayan back," Xi Jiansong's voice moved slightly, and soon he drove the ship away from Xingheng under Gu Fei'an's deployment.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Xi Jiansong fell into unprecedented anxiety, his golden eyes fell silent, and he passed through galaxy clusters one after another in a somewhat empty space.

It is not difficult to deduce the movement of Ji Qingyan, or Ji Qingyan is too lazy to cover up his itinerary, Xi Jiansong found that Ji Qingyan seemed to have prepared a one-way ticket, and never considered that the energy could not support it On the way back and forth, the other party just kept going forward.

What exactly did Ji Qingyan see?Xi Jiansong clenched his back molars, the stardust was weak, but the more he moved forward, the more he felt the desolation and heavy sadness. The ribbon built the bridge of fate, extending forward continuously until death.

[The author has something to say: I wish everyone a happy New Year's Eve φ(≧ω≦*)?]