【Ji Lai】【Romy】Far Star

Although the emotionally entangled and thoughtful nights were not suitable for sleeping peacefully, when the sun was about to rise, Gilfies fell asleep for a while.

It was a somewhat magical experience.

He was just lying in his dark cabin, with no windows and no lights in the room, but he seemed to see the scene of a huge fiery red sun rising from the horizon.Flocks of birds are flying against the background of the border between it and the vast sky and earth. Small black shadows are embedded in the sky like symbols drawn with black paint. The whole scene looks like a vigorous impressionist painting.

He was immersed in this grand light, and a very penetrating golden red appeared in his mind.Then, in this feeling of looking directly at the sun with closed eyes, he felt his feet hit the ground.

After opening his eyes, he saw a scene that he was very familiar with—it was in a small yard, behind which was an old but well-maintained small house, with lush vegetation in the yard, and his father's hand An orchid greenhouse.

The hedge is hidden among the green shrubs.There were no pedestrians or vehicles on the side street outside the door.

Although he was not sure, Gilfies had a little understanding of what he would see next.So he walked silently to the side of the fence and stood there.

Then what he imagined happened.

The door of the house next door opened, and the blond-haired boy leaned out from inside, with a vigilant expression on his face as if he was spying.And when he saw Gilfies standing by the fence, this expression disappeared.

He closed the door carefully behind his back, ran over briskly, stood in front of Gilfies and talked to him excitedly.

He hasn't grown up yet, the sharp chin and the line of the bridge of the nose are still hidden in his soft and tender youthful outline, he looks like a little angel running off a painting-but really, Gilfies does He is considered more beautiful than most angels represented in most works of art.He even discovered that his eyes were even bigger than he thought.The clear blue reflected the pink on his cheeks, making his not-so-three-dimensional face look extremely cute.

Gilphia Ace.

He could hear him calling himself, the voice was clear and pleasant, exactly the same as in his memory, but it was a little vague and ethereal, as if it came directly from the distant past.

Reinhardt.Gilfies answered him in his own consciousness, but he wasn't sure that he didn't make a sound.But the little guy doesn't care if he gets a response, or if his friend looks a little too tall - he climbs up the fence neatly, and raises his hand to prevent him from falling. Protecting him from the side, but then he quickly turned over without any muddy water, and jumped up on tiptoes and hugged his waist.

He looked up at him with a happy and innocent smile on his face.But Gilfies knows that he is not like this—he has been a tough and precocious child since he was a child, with a reserve and self-discipline that far exceeds the normal limit. Although he can't do it all the time, he does try to use adult standards demanding of myself.

It is unlikely that he would show such ignorant enthusiasm, nor would he act in such an outward manner.

But what I have to admit is that Gilfies really likes him like this.

Gently taking his little hands off his waist, Gilfies knelt down on one knee and looked up at his cute smiling face.He might want to say something to him, but he doesn't quite know what to say.And before he could figure it out, the little Reinhardt pounced on him again, wrapped his arms around his head, grabbed his hair and kissed him on the face indiscriminately.

Then the little lion let go of him.

He was bouncing and running away for a distance, but stopped when he realized that the other party hadn't followed, and turned his head as if he was embarrassed to peek at Gilfies from the corner of his eyes, and at the same time put his hands behind his back, a little awkwardly. Grind the ground with your heels and kick innocent pebbles next to you.

Of course Gilfies could understand what he was thinking.Unable to resist the call at all, he straightened up and walked towards him.Seeing his action, the other party immediately showed a surprised expression, and stopped hesitating - ran back and held Gilfies' hand, and little Reinhardt pulled him out of the yard.

At this time, there seemed to be some kind of noise in the originally silent world.It sounded like some sort of knocking or footsteps, unreal, but too real to ignore.It reverberated somewhat illusoryly, strangely tugging at Gilfies' nerves.

After walking through a corner, he finally couldn't help but stop and turn around, trying to search for the source of the sound.This didn't seem to please his little friend, because he then shook his hand a little fidgetily, telling him to hurry up.

Gilfies turned his head and wanted him to wait a little longer.But after looking back, he was stunned by something that happened suddenly—at this time, the one who was holding his hand was no longer the 10-year-old little Reinhardt. The 13- and 4-year-old boys in uniform are tall and slender, with a slightly youthful aesthetic feeling between teenagers and youths, and the sense of heroism in their eyebrows has also begun to emerge.

Finding that Gilfies was stunned, he began to pull him eagerly, wanting to take him away.

This makes Gilphiace a little weird.

Are you hiding from something?He asked the other party like this.

But it might be a relationship in a dream, he still couldn't be sure whether he really asked the question, and he didn't get an answer from the other party.At the same time, he couldn't completely control himself—then he was still pulled away by him, and his attention was suddenly turned back, and he focused on the beautiful boy beside him.And the other party was also very decisive—like a disturbed angel or elf, he pulled him to run and began to dodge.

Then the scene started to change.

The place they were in was no longer the town Odin remembered.Like a movie with smooth cuts and chaos, the surrounding scenery turned like a kaleidoscope, Gilfies can be sure that he saw the playground when he was young and the gorgeous porch of the new Palace of Sanssouci within a very short period of time , the secluded garden of Anne Roger's Annex, the warships that boarded for the first time in the battle, the simple barracks on the ground base and the heavy snow outside the windows, the steel interior full of pipelines in the fortress, the grand ball that belonged exclusively to the old nobles, The waiting room inside the palace, the bridge of Brunhill, and even the majestic hall of Vulture Fortress.

And as this change continued to flash, the angel holding him also changed his image accordingly: he became taller, his physique became stronger and tougher, and the hand holding his hand became bigger and bigger until Into the size he is most familiar with.The clothes on him began to change from the school officer's uniform, and his rank and status gradually increased. The occasional casual clothes became more and more chic and gorgeous, which fully set off his youth and beauty.

Then, finally, the Marshal's uniform of the Old Empire that Gilfies would never forget appeared on him.

Unable to restrain himself any longer, Gilfies broke away from the opponent's hand and grabbed his arm, wrapped his waist around him and forcibly pulled him into his arms.

The other party didn't expect him to do this.The Imperial Marshal made a small protest, and then struggled in his arms a few times in a panic.But soon, he fell silent, and it looked as if something irreparable had happened.

Raising his head, he hugged Gilfies with his backhand, his extremely handsome, innocent and young face had an expression mixed with regret, sadness, and loss.

"I love you." He hurriedly said to him, and at the same time Gilphia could hear something approaching, "I love you the most, I only love you, you are the meaning of my entire existence..."

With the wind, terror, darkness and chilling pressure, something came suddenly.

Just like a mirror or a handful of smoke, the face in front of Gilfies instantly spread out and was engulfed by thick darkness. He could even feel the movement of the body in his arms shattering and dissipating.And just before the afterimage of that beautiful image receded from the retina, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out and grabbed Gilfies by the collar, and at the same time, the image of the attacker emerged from the bottomless darkness out of thin air. Emerge, looking like a reef suddenly emerging from tumbling black water.

Of course Gilfies could recognize him, but it had to be admitted that the emperor looked different now than usual.

Compared with the handsome, elegant and spirited Reinhardt in daily memory, this Reinhardt looks more like a crazy and dangerous murderer, a dead man returning from hell or an evil spirit who has lost his mind.He has pale lips and tear-stained cheeks, deep-set blue eyes that are cloudy and resentful, his once plump body looks shriveled and haggard, and his long hair is disheveled and lifeless like dry grass.His cold, bone-like hands gripped Gilfies convulsively, and Gilfies could feel his violent trembling and tremendous strength.

"You don't love me!" A tearing voice sounded in Gilfies' mind, and the harsh and sharp tone almost made his nerves ache.

"You only have your own contribution in your heart, you never really loved me!" roared the terrifying phantom, attacking him in a frenzied and disorganized way with grief.Gilfies could feel his fists landed heavily on his shoulders and chest, and even scratched his face.His pale, distorted, even ugly, creepy face shook violently in front of Gilfies' eyes, and the way he bared his teeth and claws made him feel sincerely afraid.

Feeling the pain and fear clearly, Gilfies tried to defend himself against the opponent's attack.He raised his hand to block the opponent's hand, trying to grab his wrist to stop him, but the problem was that the opponent's strength was unusually strong, he couldn't stop him at all, and at the same time began to lose the wind gradually, until finally Finally, he was kicked out by the opponent.

Fortunately, the pain from this kick didn't reach Gilfies' mind, so he just sat on the ground and raised his head, staring at the emperor dumbfounded.

"All you want is my return. You seem selfless, but you are actually extremely selfish." Like a walking corpse, the emperor approached stiffly, and soon the relationship between him and Gilfies The distance was enough for the people sitting on the ground to see the tears that kept falling on his face, "You have stolen my heart long ago, but you refused to admit it because of your cowardice. You only want my return, but once you are sure To throw everything away and take it all back if you don't get enough in return—you're not only selfish but a coward, you're a real beast!"

These words fell on Gilfies' head like a stick, making him feel stunned and speechless.Even his ears began to buzz, and the blood in his whole body was pulled down by extreme sadness like gravity.

"I will never let you go! Even if I die!" Howling crazily, the horrifying corpse-like emperor rushed over, and Jillfies was strangled by his neck in the next second.

The power comparison between them always wins Gilphiaes, but this time the situation is completely different - at this time Gilfies can't even break one of his fingers, and he can only be pressed to the ground by him .Soon the heavy and difficult breathing was completely stifled, and Gilfies knew that he had no chance.His head swelled up violently, the blood vessels in his neck swelled rapidly due to being pinched, his heartbeat beat frantically on his chest, his eyes turned black at first, and then gradually turned into a misty white.

Gilfies didn't know if he would just die like this, but at this moment, there was a kind of calm in his heart as if he was welcoming death.But he could still hear the curse mixed with painful choking, and felt the tears sprinkled on his face like warm raindrops.

Then he was stunned for a while, he didn't know what he was thinking, he just felt a bulging, lifeless thing rising up in his chest, squeezing his heart and lungs incomparably sorely.

The cursing continued, but became lighter and lighter, while the whimpering became clearer and louder.

Then, after hearing a vague, specious "Gilfies," he felt the lump in his chest burst—a feeling like a sudden internal hemorrhage, which he had once celebrated at Condor Keep. There was a similar experience at the meeting, but it was not as clear and shocking as this time.Some kind of force broke the round and bulging surface of the thing, which was already stretched to the point of bursting. The scorching blood spread out in the chest cavity, rushed to his brain along his central nervous system with warm current, and squeezed into his body. His nasal cavity emptied all unnecessary and chaotic thoughts in him, and made him feel a pure and straightforward, inexplicable urge to cry.

He felt that he was hugging the ugly, terrifying, mad and dangerous emperor.As if there was no weight, the other party's warm body fell into his arms, and a slightly cold hand touched his cheek.

A sudden surge of love overwhelmed him.

About 20 seconds later, he woke up with the feeling that he was hugging him hard and kissing him desperately.

Biddenfield brought lunch to Gilfies.

In fact, he really didn't expect him to eat much, but to his surprise, Jillfies ate the portion given to him without hesitation.

This made Biddenfeld think that he might have really reached the point of "complete calmness" mentioned by Mittermeier.So then he raised his hand—admittedly, he hesitated when he did this—and punched Gilfies in the back, asking him, "An idea?"

"……not at all."

"Then at least you figured out something, right?" Bidenfeld looked at him expectantly with an expression that represented "don't let me down, you useless guy, please."

"Maybe..." Jillfies paused for a moment, and then found a more appropriate expression, "I'm more sober."

"Then what are you going to do next?"

"I'm not sure."

This answer made Bidenfield feel a little helpless and short of breath, but he also felt that it was time to tell him what he was scheduled to say to him.

No longer following the rhythm of Gilfies, he expressed his opinion very directly: "Go back."

Gilfies shook his head and looked elsewhere.But it can be seen that his shaking his head does not represent rejection or negation - it just shows that he is extremely hesitant now.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Biddenfield began to try to organize those words and repeat them as closely as possible: "I probably know your pursuit, and I can imagine your unwillingness. But in fact, the world has always been There is no so-called absolute perfection. All the struggles in life are just to make yourself as easy as possible-and what you have is actually a good luck that most people can't hope for. If you always behave too willfully and naively, Then maybe one day this good luck will abandon you."

Gilfies turned his head to look at him with a somewhat surprised expression.

"Are ideals and pursuits wrong?" He asked him this way, but he knew that what he asked was not the person standing in front of him.

"It's stupid to pursue the ultimate regardless of everything. There is no substantial difference between 100% and 95% in real life, not to mention there is still time to heal everything-contradictions will be forgotten, entanglements will be smoothed out, and if The matter is so serious that it cannot be diluted with time, at least we still have death as the final reconciliation and farewell. Don't just think about your own pursuit, calm down, it will make the final parting more tender and polite, It can also save you from some painful regrets."

To be honest, if it wasn't for his personal experience, Gilfies couldn't believe that Biddenfeld would be able to say such words so fluently, naturally and clearly.

How much time, how much effort, how much thought did they spend before they finally taught him to say this?Gilfils couldn't help thinking about this question, and at the same time was almost moved.But more importantly, he was also really touched by these words.

"...This is the reality..." He muttered to himself.

"Yes. And seriously, you and I are soldiers, and you should know how hard it is to hurt your enemy. But it's so easy to hurt someone who loves you—you don't have to do anything, just say goodbye and walk away Driving is enough. So, are you ready to be such a person?"

Clenching his hand into a fist and pressing it against his mouth, Gilfies was silent for a while.Soon he came back to his senses, put his hands down and looked at Biddenfield-"Is this his actual experience?" half-jokingly, he asked him.

Biddenfeld shrugged and flicked his tongue lightly: "Probably. Can you still not know him?"

"Of course. I know." Nodding, Gilfils already understood what he should do, "I understand. Don't worry, I really understand."