Hearing these words, a flood of memories suddenly flooded into Lin Guang’s brain.

His memory revived at this moment, and he suddenly remembered——

The time of this memory is the first year after the century catastrophe. At that time, the internal strife of mankind had not yet intensified, and there was not even a free camp and a divine camp.

This year, the old man was dying of illness. This remote garden villa was where he spent the last days with the old man.

The white lilies in the garden bloomed so beautifully because of the seeds he brought back.

He caught the butterflies in the garden one by one with his own hands. He liked the color red, and the flying butterflies looked like burning flames.

The white round table on which the cake was placed was picked up by him from the ruins a few days ago. He and the old man repaired the broken table legs together, and the old man even praised him for his talent for carpentry.

A few days ago, he wrote a blessing to the old man, and the old man praised his beautiful handwriting. He would make tea for the old man every day. The tea was clear, and the green leaves circled on the tea liquid, like butterflies kissing petals.

The old man said he was his best friend.

The old man's name is...

"Don't be sad, thank you for staying with me until the end." said the old man.

The old man's expression became calmer and calmer, and his deep eyes looked up at the azure sky, as if he wanted to firmly engrave such a beautiful spring day in his eyes.

He would never see such a beautiful spring day again.

"Spring will come." The old man murmured to himself.

"Spring?" Lin Guang repeated: "Is it coming? Will it come?"

Why couldn't he see spring at all after decades?

"Click", "click", "click", the wall clock made soft sounds.

Four o'clock, five o'clock, six o'clock...

"Hua La La——" The night wind suddenly blew, and the flower buds that were about to bloom bloomed simultaneously at this moment. Millions of petals woke up from the deathly silence, and bloomed warmly towards the sunset.

"Can you please not die?" Lin Guang said.

He vaguely felt that he was about to lose again, and the pain of loss was like lingering moisture.

The old man smiled for a moment, and suddenly said softly:

"Actually, I don't want to die..."

"I want to go on with you, I want to see the real Haruhi, I want to live a long, long time, I want to drive the enemy out with my own hands..."

"But I don't have a better ending..."

"Click", "click", "click".

The clock ticks, seven, eight, nine at night...

The green leaves on the branches grew luxuriantly rapidly, and the next moment, they turned from green to gold, and were dyed a brilliant golden yellow - that was the ginkgo tree that looked like a golden butterfly, and the golden color seemed to have torn a crack in the darkness, like another rising sun.

Ten o'clock.

Eleven o'clock.

The time of this day seemed like a rehearsal for the jump from spring to winter. The light did not even have time to brush away the ginkgo leaves on the old man's shoulders.

"You..." Lin Guang said softly.

However, no one responded.

"..." Lin Guang didn't move.

The drooping silver hair swept across the flying butterflies. The old man's head drooped weakly, and the light in his eyes never dimmed until his death, until his eyelids closed.

He left under the ginkgo tree, and the rose petals in his hair withered.

Lin Guang was still standing there, brushing away the ginkgo leaves for the old man.

Until he completely lost his strength and knelt down beside the old man. At this moment, he suddenly felt a strong sense of grief, and his throat was as dry as a desert.

This day is the first year of the disaster, December 31st, twelve o'clock in the morning.

——The Dawn System is opened for the first time, and the world enters a new century.

The dead old man was named "Asa Akto".

He died from infusing the source of the world into the Dawn system, his vitality was exhausted, and he was only twenty years old.

"Meow".

A cat's meow.

Lin Guang turned his head in a daze, his vision was hazy. Through his tears, he saw a small black cat walking towards him.

This is the cat raised by the old man.

The black cat was holding a piece of letter with a few small words "To Lin Guang" written on it. He knew the handwriting by heart.

He slowly opened the letter.

[Lin Guang, after I die, don’t rush to die.]

This line of words is what catches my eye.

Lin Guang put down the cake knife he had just picked up in a daze.

With a bang, he lost his strength and collapsed to the ground.

[I wanted to tell you a lot of things, but I never had the chance. Eventually, you became more and more paranoid. I want to tell you that it is not your fault that the world has become so desperate now, but mine.]

[In the past, I have tried everything to the best of my ability, but I have not had a happy ending. I know that after I die, you will definitely choose to commit suicide. Even if I force you to live in this world, every second will be a torture for you. I respect all your choices.]

[Just, before you die, please arrange the prerequisites for the Dawn System. The Dawn System is our only hope to protect the world.]

[You are a very good person, don't feel guilty. ]

[I have never disliked you, you are my best friend. ]

【Finally, I will write you a poem that I have read. 】

[“I want to live forever.”]

【“I want to become a star.”】

【"Let my love shine in the sky,"】

【“Let my soul wander in the universe.”】

“I want to live forever,”

[“I want to become a giant tree so that everyone in the world can see my existence,”]

[“Let the moon shine for me when night falls…”]

【alright. 】

[Although I am young and regretful, it is over. 】

【Goodbye, good night. 】

Lin Guang clenched the letter paper tightly.

Before his eyes, the brilliant ginkgo trees danced like butterflies, beautiful as a dream, like a golden storm.

In the night, the ginkgo trees rustled, as if a young man in a white coat stayed among the ginkgo leaves, looked at the world for a moment, and left with a smile.

…

Lin Guang suddenly woke up.

He was panting heavily in the recovery cabin, his eyes were wet, and the dazzling indoor lights pierced his eyes. This memory dream had a huge impact on him.

He was about to stand up when he suddenly saw Lewis outside the door.

——Wait, why is Lewis here?

Before he could react, he heard a loud explosion and flames instantly engulfed the room.

"boom--!!!"