Chapter 199
Everyone thinks that the antonym of despair is hope.
But in fact, there are many beautiful things in this world that are enough to resist the erosion of despair.
Hope, love, courage, faith, kindness.
Thousands of words come together to form the beauty deep in human nature, and are the powerful force that mankind has accumulated to this day.
Humans are indeed easily infected by despair, but they are also the kind of people who will never give up as long as there is a glimmer of hope.
Happiness is the perfect ending that all these good qualities can achieve.
People may not actively pursue happiness, but they will definitely pursue hope for the sake of happiness.
Liuhuaqi felt that the haze in his heart was swept away.
The light in the darkness is priceless, not to mention the unreserved hope.
"Wake up, 77."
“77!”
When the seeds of hope take root, even if they are covered by rocks or washed away by floods, they cannot be shaken at all.
Despair is a disease, but it is not incurable.
"40, Pepe..."
"I am here."
"We are all here!"
The turbidity in Liuhuaqi's eyes was completely driven away. It takes courage to face one's own heart, and maintaining the meaning of one's existence requires the love and trust of others.
He is no longer the person who had to doubt himself to survive.
Xi Siling and Lin Cipei, one on the left and one on the right, worked together to pull Liuhuaqi up from the ground.
Then, they all raised their heads and faced the majesty of the God.
As long as you are with your best friends, there is nothing you can't face!
Liu Huaqi's pair of golden eyes were as calm as the sunlight shining on a mirror lake.
"Tell me your story."
It's time for those hidden stories to see the light of day.
It is not to satisfy their personal curiosity, nor is it simply to find the truth.
To create the future, we need to remember the past!
Yi Gong stared blankly at the three people, seeing the determination in their eyes, and even more so, seeing the friendship and bond between them.
At this moment, countless past events flashed through my mind.
Memories are always in the most unfamiliar places and hurt people the most.
"You Xiguang have done so many great things, we shouldn't forget them!" Lin Zhipei raised her fist with one hand, "I want to know what he looks like who gave me a second life!"
"I don't know if you know this." Xi Siling spoke from another perspective, "But under the operation of the government, this world has forgotten you, forgotten Xiguang, and even... forgotten Ju Mang."
He looked up at the [God] who was suspended in mid-air, with only his soul and special abilities left.
Compared to the existence of human beings, He is more like the obsession after the death of human beings.
Xi Siling felt the same way and felt sad for him.
"He has done so much for this world, someone should remember him!"
Of course, there are stupid people with malicious intentions in this world, and there are even more selfish people who are indifferent to anything other than themselves.
But there will also be great people like Ju Mang who stick to justice and hope! There will also be people who are as persistent as them in pursuing history and truth!
"There are always some things that you can't give up even if you give up everything!"
'There are always some things that you must protect even if you have to sacrifice everything! '
——
"...Is it worth it?"
"It will definitely be worth it!" Ju Mang smiled brilliantly, "The future you can see will definitely prove that what I said today is correct!"
——
Yeah...you are always right...
"I can't talk about my past. I'm not good at telling stories." Yi Gong's hostility completely disappeared.
He didn't even know the names of the three people, but just like when he first met Ju Mang, he was unconsciously attracted to them.
From the very beginning, Ju Mang didn’t care whether he would be remembered by people. Fortunately... fortunately, there are still people who want to remember him in the future.
"My memories are right here, come and get them for yourselves."
It seemed to be a part of His soul, but it was as sticky and dirty as a puddle of mud.
Is that a memory? It looks more like a deadly poison, carrying memories of who knows how many years, and even the [despair] of Yigong Shizhang.
He divided them into three groups and placed them in front of him, waiting for the three shameless young men to make their choices.
"If you are afraid, or have a secret that I cannot know, it is not too late to leave now."
Of course, it wasn't just his memories that were exchanged in this way.
Yigong has his own criteria for judgment, and courage alone is not enough.
Everyone has a painful past that is difficult to talk about, and Yigong respects their choices.
The final dilemma lies before the three: whether to face their deepest fears, face the test of God, or turn around and leave.
Desperation was spreading and they didn't have much time.
Without any hesitation, the three of them took that step at the same time and came in front of the 'memory'.
"Yigong...Uncle! My name is Lin Zhipei!"
The pink-haired young man understood Yi Gong's initial hostility towards him, so even though he was almost killed, he didn't blame him.
"I don't call you Lord God because I don't think you are fit to be a God!"
Yi Gong looked at him calmly without responding.
Lin Zhipei was not discouraged and stretched out her hand.
Then it was Xi Siling.
"Yigong, I first got to know you from Ju Mang's diary."
The young man smiled gently and did not regard Yi Gong as an unreachable god.
"Nice to meet you."
He reached out toward the memory that seemed like a mess.
The last one is Liuhuacui.
He actually had nothing to say.
But he remembered what Yi Gong had once said to him.
"Pitiful."
Yigong is also a poor person.
"I will remember him." Liu Huaqi raised his head, his tone calm, yet with a gentle power, "And you."
After saying this, Liuhuaqi also reached out and plunged into a world that he had never been to but was always bathed in its greatness.
——
The sticky substance rushed into their mouths and noses, as if drowning them.
Different from the previous attack that Yi Gong intentionally controlled, this time he faced the essence of [despair] directly with a mortal body.
That is the power held by Yigong Sizhang, a part of him that can never be separated as long as he exists.
Knowing his memories in this way is absolutely unavoidable.
'This world is not worth saving.'
'Does everything you do really make sense?'
'Sooner or later, you will become the person you hate the most.'
Such mental attacks were impossible to avoid, and Xi Siling could only resist with the most primitive methods.
worth!
Makes sense!
I will never become the person I hate the most!
Hope is the courage you give yourself, and hope exists objectively!
Xi Siling was like swimming in a swamp, struggling to swim upstream with his last breath.
Even though he felt his eardrums shatter, even though every bone in his body began to break, his muscles were squeezed, and his head ached, he did not stop.
Despair may be a boundless ocean, but it is definitely not a closed fish tank.
Finally, he heard the sound of nature.
"Don't ever say such outrageous things again! Otherwise, I'll beat you up every time I hear you!"
The green-haired boy raised his fist and looked at the person in front of him. It was obviously more of a threat, and he didn't really want to attack Ziyi and Ya.
Why should we care about such a thankless task? After all, even the black-haired boy who was being bullied didn't react at all.
Ah... what a hassle. I'll stay away from you next time.
Yi Gong could not deny the existence of pessimism in his heart, so his perception of the outside world seemed so dull.
Just keep it as it is, nothing else matters.
But fate likes to play tricks on them. In the Lingyan class, Yigong and Ju Mang were assigned to the same dormitory.
"Your name is Ai Gong? Why is there a dot in the middle of Gong? Did you write it wrong?"
The boy was stupidly holding the piece of paper with his name on it. There were only two words on it, one he read wrong and the other he recognized wrong.
genius.
"But your name is so nice, can I call you Agong?"
Ju Mang's cultural level was really not high, at least the pronunciation of "Agong" was correct.
"...what ever."
There's no point in correcting it, and Yigong is too lazy to do anything unnecessary.
But Ju Mang is not a person who knows the "measure".
"Agong! Can I sleep by the window?"
"Agong! Let's go eat crab meat pot today!"
"Agong! What homework did the teacher assign today? I forgot!"
Xi Siling couldn't help but smile as she looked at these memories which were more vivid than those in Liuhua Buxi's diary.
He also thought of his school days, a time long gone, when he didn't have any worries.
When you grow up, you will face more difficulties that cannot be ignored, so the student days are particularly precious.
"I was very annoyed with him at that time because he talked too much."
No one knew when Yi Gong appeared. He was really tall. Xi Siling estimated that he was at least 1.9 meters tall, almost 2 meters.
"Your concern is quite curious."
The worlds of memory merged with each other, and at least now, the two no longer had any 'secrets' to keep.
Xi Siling was not panicked either. Both Yi Gong and the readers would only know what they should know.
Some secrets should just rot in his own heart forever.
"You are indeed very tall."
The young man's expression was not embarrassed, but rather frank and honest.
"The events in the beginning are not much different from the story you heard from Liu Huaqi. As for the second half that was torn off, you can read it yourself."
Yi Gong did not stay with Xi Siling for too long before giving him the authority to control memory.
Although it was called an exchange, he actually did not deliberately search through the memories of the three people.
All he wants is some kind of sincerity, as long as the person doesn't come with malicious intent.
But he couldn't ignore the memory of Liu Huaqi.
"I see."
"......"
"I'm sorry for what happened to you."
"I don't need it."
"You really don't need to, but I still have to say it."
After staying with Ju Mang for a long time, some things have become a habit through osmosis, even if they were not there before.
After so many years, Yi Gong no longer resists.
The first time he was discovered was by Li Yan, and this time, it was inevitable.
Those memories of existence are an integral part of the soul, and Liuhuaqi has already been prepared.
"Don't tell them."
This was his only request.
"Maybe you underestimate your friends."
There is actually no clear definition of friends, good friends, and close friends.
Liuhuaci fast-forwarded his memory to Xiguang’s heyday.
"I know they won't mind." Liu Huaqi thought of the 'disgusting' past.
To let go is to let yourself go.
The young man suddenly smiled brilliantly.
"I didn't tell them because I didn't care anymore."
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