In the capital of Xuanwu, the light of the star ring orbit is like a never-extinguished neon light, brilliantly spreading in every corner of the city.
The suspended train shuttles between the towering buildings like a silver dragon, and the breath of cutting-edge technology permeates this interstellar city.
The streets are paved with a molecular material that gives each step a slight bounce, minimizing fatigue for pedestrians.
Holographic projection advertisements change unpredictably in the air, with the latest interstellar battleships, the most popular mecha peripherals, and the most cutting-edge genetic optimization fluids attracting the attention of every passerby.
However, all this prosperity has nothing to do with little Song Lufeng at this moment.
He was running quickly through the crowd like a frightened little animal, his delicate little face flushed red and his chest heaving violently.
Just now, in the study, his father had been nagging and scolding him, blaming him for not being mature enough and not being like a future city lord.
He understands all those great principles.
But understanding it doesn’t mean you have to accept it.
The young man's pride made him unable to tolerate his father's slightly disappointed look.
He just wanted to escape, escape from the heavy expectations, escape from the invisible shackles.
Just as he was running aimlessly, a gentle voice, like a clear spring, flowed into his restless heart.
"Little boy, why are you running so fast?"
Song Lufeng suddenly stopped and raised his head.
What came into view was a sister as bright as a star.
She had a pair of clear, bright eyes, looking at him tenderly, with a faint smile on her lips, like a spring breeze that instantly dispelled the haze in his heart.
Her skin was whiter than snow, and glowed with a pearly luster under the light of the city. Her crimson armor outlined her graceful figure, which was both heroic and full of feminine beauty.
Little Song Lufeng had never seen such a beautiful woman.
He felt his heart beating uncontrollably, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.
"I..." He stammered, speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
Gu Man squatted down, looked him in the eye, and spoke softly, "Did you encounter something unhappy? You can talk to your sister."
Her voice has a strange magic that seems to be able to heal all pains.
Song Lufeng felt that the grievance in his heart was like a flood that broke through the dam and could no longer be suppressed.
He sniffed, his voice choking with sobs, "I... I just don't want to be a city lord. It's too tiring and too difficult."
Gu Man smiled slightly, reached out her hand, and gently held his little hand.
The palm of her hand was warm and soft, like the finest silk, and the moment it touched his, a jolt of electricity spread throughout his body.
Little Song Lufeng's cheeks turned red instantly, as hot as a ripe apple.
"It's okay if you don't want to be the city lord." Gu Man's voice was still gentle, "You can do whatever you want, as long as you are happy."
"Really?" Song Lufeng raised his head and looked at her in disbelief.
"Of course it's true." Gu Man nodded affirmatively, "Your life is your own, why should you live for other people's expectations?"
Her words were like enlightenment, instantly awakening the confused boy.
Yes, life is his own, why should he live for his father's expectations?
He should pursue the life he wants, rather than living the way others expect him to.
Gu Man stood up, released his hand, and smiled even more brightly, "Okay, kid, forget about all the unhappy things and go chase your own dreams!"
After saying that, she turned and left, her crimson figure swaying gracefully among the crowd like a blooming rose.
Little Song Lufeng stood there in a daze, watching her go away.
He still couldn't come to his senses until her figure disappeared in the crowd.
Her smile, her voice, the warmth of her palms were all deeply imprinted in his mind and could not be erased.
She was like a bright star, suddenly breaking into his life, illuminating his confused heart and guiding him in the direction of progress.
The young boy, with his first love beginning, had ripples in his ignorant heart.
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